After returning to the castle and saying goodbye to Aser, No. 25 lay down on the bed and stared at the ring she gave him.

    The scent of the coffee she gave me still lingered vaguely in my mouth.

    Asked to stay with him until the last moment of his life, is he really willing to do that?

    Can I continue to stay by Aser’s side until that moment comes?

    Just daring to think about my future with her made my heart swell.

    At that moment, Charlotte’s face suddenly came into No. 25’s field of vision.

    The beautiful silver hair that hung down tickled No. 25’s face.

    It seems he was so lost in the lingering thoughts of the conversation he had with Aser that he didn’t even hear the door open.

    “Looking at your expression, it looks like you had a good time?”

    Before No. 25 could reply, Charlotte lowered her head and gave No. 25 a mischievous kiss, biting his lip just enough to not hurt it.

    After the brief kiss, Charlotte didn’t do anything else, just lay down next to No. 25 and smiled while facing him.

    Number 25 was suspicious of Charlotte’s unusually calm attitude.

    “Can you not do this anymore?”

    Normally, as soon as No. 25 returned to the room, she would have roughly taken off her clothes and climbed up, shaking her hips like an animal in heat.

    “I didn’t come here to do that today. Do I look like a woman who only knows sex?”

    There were times when I seemed like that kind of woman, but I never bothered to say it out loud. Isn’t it obvious that if I say that, I’ll be harassed all day long? Sometimes I had to take a day off to help my body survive.

    Charlotte pulled No. 25’s body into her arms and whispered in his ear.

    “I just feel lonely working alone… .”

    “I’m sorry.”

    “I’m sorry, but it’s okay to be proud of it. What made me lonely was an achievement that not even the previous Demon King could accomplish.”

    Maybe it was because I had just heard about Charlotte from Aser, but I wanted to know about her past.

    It may be presumptuous, but I wanted to know at least one more thing about the person I liked, and I wanted to talk to them a little more.

    Number 25 took a deep breath and then implicitly asked a question.

    “What kind of person was the Sentai Demon King?”

    Instead of answering No. 25’s question, Charlotte moved slightly away from him and took out a pocket watch from her pocket. Unlike the simple one Aser carried, it had an antique shape with embossed flowers.

    “It would be quicker to see it in person than to say it.”

    Click – The clock opened sideways with a clear sound, and inside was a photo.

    Because I took good care of it, it wasn’t yellowed or torn in the slightest. It was a photo that had escaped all the fates that would have happened to any old photo.

    Charlotte took out a photo from inside and showed it to No. 25 and said.

    “How about it? Me when I was young, wasn’t I pretty cute?”

    Number 25 looked closely at the photo she held out.

    Charlotte’s facial features in the photo were not much different from now, but her hair, which was much longer and messy enough to reach her calves, was particularly noticeable.

    Moreover, the maid uniform she was wearing was quite sloppy, unlike her perfect, flawless appearance like now, and the sight of her wearing it just looked very uncomfortable.

    Another woman wrapped her arms around Charlotte’s neck and pulled her towards her, who was avoiding her gaze as if embarrassed, and forcibly ruffled her hair.

    It was a unique experience to see Charlotte, who always looked relaxed standing on top of other people’s heads, being swayed by someone.

    Of course, it was amazing to see Charlotte in the past, but what caught No. 25’s eye more than anything was a woman who looked similar to Aser, playing a practical joke on Charlotte and smiling with her white teeth clearly visible.

    If it weren’t for the huge scar running straight across her left eye and the two sharp fangs that appeared when she smiled, I would have mistakenly thought it was her.

    Before No. 25 could ask a question, Charlotte spoke first, as if she knew everything.

    “They look similar, right? Although my personality is the exact opposite.”

    “Then this person… ?”

    “Yes, I am the former Demon King and the current Demon King’s biological mother.”

    It was my first time seeing Aser’s mother, whom I had only heard about.

    She was such an attractive and beautiful woman that you could directly feel the majesty that could not be captured in a photo.

    “Where is this person now?”

    “He passed away.”

    It was not a voice that calmly exuded sadness, nor was it a voice that contained the sense of loss of losing a precious person, but a word that seemed to be uttered in a tone that one would normally say in everyday life. No. 25 forgot what to say and looked at her blankly as her expression didn’t change at all, and the sight that signaled death.

    Emotions sometimes speak louder than words. While No. 25, who had grasped the situation, was thinking about what to say in his head, the words he usually uttered most often were already flowing out of his mouth.

    “Sorry, sorry.”

    Charlotte answered with a smile that slightly raised her lips.

    “I told you this because I liked it, so what do you have to be sorry about?”

    Charlotte, who immediately burst out laughing, fiddled with the photo with a stiff expression and complained as if she were complaining.

    “This is all that is left as a photo. You loved taking pictures so much when you were alive… .”

    Charlotte, trailing off, put the watch back into her bosom, looked at the ceiling, and let out a long breath.

    Her profile looked unusually melancholy.

    “Charlotte… . Why do you follow the devil?”

    Charlotte answered No. 25’s question immediately without any hesitation.

    “Because I promised.”

    “A promise?”

    As if remembering the moment of parting with her, Charlotte pressed her finger between her eyes and stood up.

    “This is the end of the story about the past. I was uncharacteristically talkative. Even if you hear it, it won’t be interesting.”

    I used number 25 as an excuse, but I didn’t have the confidence to say any more than this. I didn’t like being stuck in the past and drowning in sadness.

    No. 25 cautiously opened his mouth as Charlotte’s mood seemingly changed.

    “I enjoyed hearing Charlotte’s story.”

    “Okay… . Then that’s a relief.”

    Charlotte stretched out, raised her arms above her head, turned back, pointed to No. 25, and asked.

    “I was worried about you earlier, what is it?”

    “This?”

    Unlike before, No. 25 had a happy smile on his face and answered while showing his ring-covered finger to Charlotte.

    “The devil gave it to me earlier.”

    Although it was only for a moment, there was regret in Charlotte’s eyes.

    “The player was stolen while I was paying attention.”

    “A player is taken away?”

    “If I had known it would be like this, I should have given it to you this morning. I always wanted to be your first… .”

    After leaving meaningful words and a smile, Charlotte gently pushed No. 25’s shoulders to lay him down on the bed again, then climbed up and kissed him.

    She said she wouldn’t do it today, but there was no way she could hold back her lust. Number 25 surrendered himself to her and closed his eyes.

    “Eup… !?”

    The moment he tangled his tongue with her as usual, No. 25’s eyes suddenly opened wide as if in surprise.

    A slightly different sensation, something hard was touching Charlotte’s slippery tongue, and then something hit her teeth with a clattering sound.

    After finishing the kiss, saliva flowed from Charlotte’s mouth like a thread, and with a unique smile, she asked No. 25.

    “You can take it out.”

    Number 25 raised his upper body, then put his hand into his mouth and carefully took out the object that Charlotte had given him.

    A silver ring that contrasts sharply with the gold ring Aser gave her.

    The design, which resembled two snake heads biting purple jewels, was impressive.

    “I made it myself.”

    Charlotte took the ring No. 25 was holding back into her own hand and then held No. 25’s hand tightly.

    “Do you remember what I said when we first had sex?”

    The first time was special for everyone. That moment was never forgotten in No. 25’s mind for a single day. Of course, what Charlotte said at that time remained clear, without any mistake in tone or tone.

    “Obviously, Charlotte’s first time is only with the person she will spend the rest of her life with… .”

    “Yes, we are each other’s first time. I gave you everything, so you have an obligation to keep those words, right?”

    Charlotte carefully put the ring on her No. 25 ring finger. A silver ring that perfectly fit No. 25’s finger was located above Aser’s ring. Less than an hour had passed since I received the ring from Aser. I had no idea I would be wearing another ring during that time.

    “This is also a contract and a binding. Don’t even think about leaving me. Because I will be by your side until the day you die.”

    I had no intention of leaving her in the first place. Rather, Charlotte’s wishes matched those of No. 25.

    Number 25 smiled brightly, wrapping her right hand around the ring Charlotte gave her.

    “Yes, please make sure to watch my last days.”

    Charlotte, whose sense of reason was gradually beginning to become paralyzed, kissed No. 25 for the third time and laid her on the bed.

    Charlotte was stroking his crotch with her thigh as if she wanted No. 25’s body, but because of what she had said earlier, she did not move on.

    I felt a little anxious, but it wasn’t a bad thing.

    “I will continue to do this today.”

    Charlotte buried her face in the back of No. 25’s neck in her arms, occasionally biting his neck lightly enough to leave no marks, or licking his collarbone or neck with her tongue.

    That series of actions are all derived from the desire to suck blood.

    I knew long ago that she was a vampire, and I knew the obvious fact that their staple food was human blood.

    Number 25 buried his face further into her plump chest and spoke in a whisper.

    “If you want to eat it… You can eat it.”

    “It’s okay.”

    Blood is the soul and life, and the act of sucking blood was not simply a low-level act to satisfy appetite or desire.

    The act of assimilating and truly becoming one with the other person’s soul. That was the true hidden meaning of vampires.

    Moreover, there was no way she, not one of the cheap vampires that had sprung up all over the place, but the original elder vampire who was the foundation of all vampires, would not have known the meaning of sucking blood.

    Charlotte ran her hands through No. 25’s hair and refused.

    “Once I suck your blood, I don’t think I can hold myself back from then on.”

    She thought she had quit her thirst for bloodsucking hundreds of years ago, but when No. 25 came to the castle, everything was shaken for her.

    If you let your guard down even for a moment, it’s an ugly sight, showing your fangs on your neck like this.

    No. 25 pulled his clothes to clearly expose the nape of his neck and then proposed to Charlotte again.

    “I don’t know anything, so I’m not sure what sucking blood means. But I just want to continue with Charlotte.”

    My paralyzed reason was cut off by his words.

    In an instant, Charlotte sunk her fangs into his white neck and sucked out the blood as if filling the void of eternity.

    The source of all life flowing hotly through the throat, his warm soul filling the cold body of the dead with warmth.

    Only then did my body and mind become one with him.

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