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“May I come in, sir?” There was no response, just silence. He wanted to spend this time alone in peace. Perhaps he hoped that no one would notice he was here and simply pass by. In the quiet stillness of the chilly air, there was a sudden jarring sound—creak, creak, creak, creak! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

As if trampling upon his desperate hope, the doorknob rattled madly. Gradually, a pair of crimson eyes appeared through the crack in the door, surveying the room as a sinister voice flowed out.

“I am fully aware of your presence in the room. Please open the door.”

Silence enveloped him, sending shivers down his spine. Was hiring that maid truly the gravest mistake of his life?

“Hmm, so you intend to hold out until the end,” a voice mixed with a sigh seeped through the gap in the door. Before he could even exhale a sigh of relief, the voice continued, “It seems I have no choice but to enter by force.”

Damn it, isn’t it common sense to just turn back? With a simple gesture, she blew the door away along with the sofa blocking it, then confidently strode in, step by step. Anyone who could effortlessly tear apart a lock that not even an ordinary blade could easily permit entry through was clearly beyond the norm.

No, in the first place, whether it was the king of a nation or one of the Four Archangels, none could resist her intrusion. Attempting to stop a tank with a mere lock was a folly in itself.

“…Yuria, if you break the door so recklessly, you’ll face the wrath of the housekeeper…”

“I have now been appointed as the housekeeper.”

Whoever had appointed her as the housekeeper, it was clear that they were quite audacious.

“If anyone dares to obstruct my meeting with the master…”

The unspoken threat gleamed as brightly as a scarlet warning sign. With a sharp crack, the lock shattered into pieces between her clenched fists, falling to the ground.

At that moment, I flinched and instinctively stepped back, trembling like prey in front of a wild beast, on the verge of fleeing.

The bright moonlight streaming through the wide-open window illuminated the maid’s stained apron.

Running my fingers through hair that reached down to my shoulders, I pulled something from my waist, tore it with my teeth, and slowly savored it.

“Hmm… Are your belongings larger than this, Master? I wonder.”

A dry swallow passed.

The woman smiled. The act of slightly parting the front of her maid outfit with her index and middle fingers to reveal a distinct dot on her chest was so provocative that it was hard to imagine it belonged to the modest Yuria I knew.

Moreover, her flawless alabaster skin exuded a striking beauty, and her ruby-like red eyes, gazing silently at me, seemed to quiver as if unable to contain desire.

Step by step, the large bosom, slender waist, and prominently curved hips that came into view were a seductive figure that would make any man’s heart race.

As if collapsing, she quietly nestled beside my bed, smiling.

“I’ve been lonely without you by my side lately.”

“…”

“Why have you been avoiding me? For a whopping 8 days, 17 hours, and 42 minutes.”

Do you remember all of that?

I was speechless.

Because her fox-like smile, and the way she slowly unbuttoned her shirt to reveal her ample bosom, were so enchanting that I was captivated to the point of forgetting to even breathe.

Since entering the novel, I had lived a wretched life. I thought I would be unfazed by such a situation now. However, my undergarments were stiffly reminding me otherwise.

Yuria, my exclusive maid and a vampire.

She excelled at everything. Once she demonstrated proficiency in anything taught to her, she mastered ten more, surpassing the level of an expert.

Not only that, her appearance was outstanding, to the extent that she once captivated even the protagonist.

I was a woman who would never encounter or have any episodes with the nobles living a time-bound life like an extra.

That’s how it should have been.

“….”

Like a twist of fate, I ended up rescuing Yuria from the status of a slave. This is what happened.

Originally, my role was supposed to be that of a human who should have died from an incurable disease a while ago. However, from the moment Yuria became obsessed with me, she did not allow my death.

I recalled her adventures that I had seen in my mind.

The protagonist, despite receiving buffs from the author, falls into the abyss with their limbs severed, or single-handedly annihilates 80% of the world’s population…

One thing is for sure, she is not someone who would be doing maid-like tasks here.

Yes. She’s the final boss.

“Master… please save the servant today as well…”

It was all too late.

The desire to become the protagonist caused the current situation.

“…”

When I did not respond while reaching out my arms, Yuria’s eyes gradually hardened and became colder.

I inevitably wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned on her shoulder.

“!”

Her cold expression melted at that moment, and she whispered in my ear like a girl in love.

“Master.”

That was when my life changed once again.

“Would you like to become a vampire like me?”

It was a sweet temptation.

Sharing blood to become fellow vampires meant, according to their customs, an engagement.

“…”

It felt like my breath was taken away.

Why, just why.

No matter how many times I pondered, my head throbbed with an incomprehensible conclusion.

Brittany Ian.

The younger sibling of the protagonist who should have died from an incurable disease a while ago.

Such a character is now.

Being proposed to by the strongest being in the world.

And that too, in a manner of becoming a vampire together.