[TS] Surviving in a Yuri Visual Novel

The moment I heard Leticia’s words, my mind went blank. My taste? Who exactly are we talking about? Me? It was a question with an answer already set in stone, but my brain was overloaded, making normal thought impossible.

Is this really what it feels like to be unable to think normally? I once questioned what others meant when they said their minds went blank, but now that it was happening to me, I felt I understood. Me, as Leticia’s taste? What does that even mean? No. Sure, Leticia is indeed my type, but for me to be her type feels completely wrong.

How could she say that after only a few hours since we last saw each other? It’s true that this isn’t the first time we’ve met, but it’s certainly the first time in this body. Is this a case of love at first sight? Leticia of all people? Towards me? It’s absurd to even think it.

It doesn’t make any sense.

Yet here I was, inexplicably ignited by her sweet words suggesting I was her type.

Blushing over such a cliché statement was a pathetic sight, something I would never have shown as Ryuraon or Damien Redius.

I’m not even the Damien Redius she wants. I’m not a male character; I’m a female one. Not to mention I look different, and most importantly, my gender is different.

There’s no way she’d recognize me.

No way she could have figured out that Damien Redius and I are the same person. If she were that perceptive, I would have been interrogated the moment I was summoned. It’s nonsense. Yet, an ominous feeling washed over me, making me swallow hard.

I kept promising myself that there was no need to be nervous, but right now was the exact moment I couldn’t let go of that tension.

Just in case I had misheard, I looked at Leticia, but she simply closed her eyes and smiled. Even that was cute, but now wasn’t the time to get lost in her face. My expression stiffened, which meant I hadn’t misheard.

I asked, my perplexed expression revealing my surprise, “…I’m your type?”

“Of course, you are. Your face.”

“Huh?”

“I said you’re my type. Your face is exactly my ideal.”

After drying her hair with a cloth that resembled a towel, Leticia nodded and affirmed her statement. It sounded somewhat like a confession, and while I was still stuttering, she mischievously raised her lips in a playful smile.

“Why are you so surprised? As if I said something I shouldn’t have. I only spoke the truth.”

“…Isn’t that something you don’t say to someone of the same gender?”

“Isn’t it kind of outdated to say not having a type because we’re both women? You Mazoku really do have a bit of an old-fashioned mindset.”

“Where did you even hear that…? Ugh, never mind. I don’t care about old-fashioned mindsets, but I wish you would correct that confession-like statement.”

“Oh? Did it sound like a confession to you?”

Despite the potential for misunderstanding, Leticia seemed completely unconcerned about clarifying. Without saying a word, she wore an expression of ignorance.

“I didn’t intend it that way, but if that’s how you heard it, then maybe that’s not so bad.”

“Stop joking. I have absolutely no ulterior motives for you either.”

“…Really?”

That made me uncomfortable. Her cold voice struck my ears. Before I even had time to react to her sudden change in expression, Leticia grabbed my hand and pressed it against her cheek, letting out a low chuckle.

“I can’t tolerate impurities on someone who’s going to be mine. Even if my words sounded like a confession, it doesn’t change the fact that it’s true, right? If your appearance wasn’t my ideal, there would be no reason for me to keep you alive in that spot.”

Unlike her voice, the warmth from her cheek took me by surprise, making my originally frozen hand tremble. Leticia lowered her eyes slightly with a smile and whispered with a seductive voice in my ear.

“You’re the one who followed me to my room, wanting a contract. If we’re going to have a master-servant relationship anyway, wouldn’t it be better to be honest with each other?”

Now she’s even trying to persuade me directly.

Though I glared at her with a face that clearly questioned what the hell she was doing, Leticia didn’t move an inch. With every attempt to pull my hand free, she just tightened her grip more, and I bit my lips in frustration. I furrowed an eyebrow and grumbled.

“What nonsense is this? Are you not letting go?”

“Then what if I don’t want to let go?”

“I’ll forcibly break free, whether you like it or not. It feels uncomfortable, so get it off me now.”

“Liar.”

Leticia’s quiet words made me flinch like I had been hit directly in my core, and as I made eye contact with her, I saw a gloomy smile on her face.

“Why don’t you exert some strength when saying something like that? Stop with the pathetic lies if you have no intention of using your strength to get away.”

“…Honestly, I’m not sure anymore. You’re the first human I’ve met who’s so confident against a Mazoku without even signing a contract.”

“Should I thank you for giving me your first?”

Why does it have to sound like that? If misheard, it could easily lead to misunderstandings. Surely Leticia knew that and said it intentionally. She had to know. I glared at her tightly held hand and spat out.

“It’s problematic to interpret words how you want to hear them.”

Even though she knew that wasn’t what I meant, she tried to weave in a sexual innuendo to slyly wiggle her way out of this situation, which left me momentarily speechless as I blankly stared at Leticia’s delicate neck before I regained my senses and turned my gaze away.

That was a close call.

There were reasons I couldn’t bear to look, not just because the bite mark from my fangs lingered, but because the more I gazed at her neck, the more I saw the red marks I left behind, igniting an urge to bite her that felt like a mix of hunger and lust—or perhaps it was both.

Just seeing her made my mouth water, and I felt a tingling sensation below. What is this? A delightful scent I had never smelled before tickled my nose. Just inhaling it made my eyes glaze over.

Gulp.

My throat made a sound.

Despite the blood-sucking gauge in front of my eyes being filled, the urge that I couldn’t control, unlike my skills, was the primal instinct of a vampire to drink blood. You need to consume blood. You can only live by drinking blood. The temptation was endless. This was common sense for a vampire.

I might have been satisfied mentally, but it seemed my body was unsatisfied.

I could drink more. I want just one more bite. I felt that if I could have one more taste, I would find true happiness, a thought that endlessly circled in my mind.

Moreover, the air around me was thick with the scent of blood as I stood near Leticia’s neck, leaving me in a dizzying state.

It’s intense.

It’s been years since I lived a life so attuned to desire. I’ve spent my life practicing discipline, so does this mean I should become someone faithfully following my desires now? I covered my face with the opposite hand that hadn’t been caught by Leticia.

“Haah—.”

I exhaled a hot breath. With slightly unfocused pupils, I looked at Leticia. Then, a few seconds later, as I shook my head vigorously to regain my senses, Leticia, still holding my hand, leaned her neck forward.

She then asked.

“Do you want more? Is it not enough?”

If it’s lacking, it’s okay to drink more. Leticia’s eyes, imbued with peculiar mana, gleamed.

“I told you. There’s no need to hide our desires from each other.”

“…When did I say that?”

Then this time, Leticia boldly grabbed my hand, pulling me toward her, intertwining our fingers as she whispered seductively in my ear.

“If you want to suck, it’s okay to suck.”

“…That’s not funny.”

“Eek, that’s unfortunate. You’re still in your right mind.”

“There’s no reason to be out of my mind. Charm and seduction spells won’t work on me, so throw them away.”

Leticia, who said that in a teasing manner, wore a disappointed expression as she released my hand, which had remained tightly held. As I massaged my hand and narrowed my eyes, I stated firmly.

“I told you. Get rid of unnecessary thoughts.”

This was a warning. Leticia must have understood. Neither seduction nor charm worked on me. On the contrary, if I were to use a particularly enchanting seduction spell, Leticia would definitely come to me. Although I felt somewhat rebellious and tempted to try it out, I immediately abandoned the thought.

If I seduced her, Leticia would surely rush over in agreement. That’s why I decided to wrap up the pressing matter of our contract as soon as possible.

“Starting the contract? I’m fine with that.”

Leticia, who was accepting of my proposal, presented a simple condition.

“Stay by my side for one year. In exchange, I’ll provide you with a room for that year and give you my blood whenever you need it.”

“…Is that it?”

“That’s it. Isn’t it simple and nice? It’s not complicated at all.”

“It’s good, but it feels a bit…”

Isn’t this a proposal that only benefits me? Staying by Leticia’s side for a year wasn’t a difficult proposition. However, overall, the fact remains that it’s a proposal that only benefits me. I couldn’t help but wonder if there was some hidden agenda behind this, and when I looked at Leticia, she shrugged her shoulders and said.

“In return, you’ll provide me with the knowledge you possess. How about that? Does that sound like a fair deal?”

“…Okay. The contract is established.”

However, even if we were to establish a contract, one might question how a Mazoku makes a contract with a human without any common understanding, but I had the answer in my mind. Since Charlotte’s memories remained, I was familiar with how vampires forge contracts.

I slightly leaned forward, bringing my lips close to Leticia’s neck, and I opened my mouth, channeling mana into my fangs. A magic circle formed. The blood contract, a highly unilateral method that entwines the souls of the vampire and the contracting party—it was a method I didn’t particularly like since it required me to suck blood too. But what could I do? I only knew this method, so I had no choice but to proceed.

Before biting, I intended to give Leticia a warning, but that was only if nothing unexpected happened.

“This might hurt a bit more than before since I’m channeling mana… Ugh!?”

Quickly grabbing my chin, Leticia pulled me in as if she were serious this time and easily invaded the insides of my lips, consuming my lips entirely.

“Mm-Mm!”

Our tongues intertwined. I could feel mana spreading inside my mouth as our saliva mixed. It had to be Leticia’s mana. By the way, was this what it felt like when the body burned? I could endure it, but it felt as if my body was completely ablaze.

“Haah.”

“—Phew.”

After a few minutes of our lips dancing against each other, Leticia detached her lips first, exhaling a hot breath and covering her lips with her hand as she addressed my bewilderment.

“Delicious… No, that’s not it. It’s my way, but the contract has been properly sealed.”

Leticia let out an inscrutable laugh. Was it really properly finished?

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