episode_0127

I have always prided myself on being a vampire with exceptional patience.

Until Jaehyuk offered his blood, I endured the boiling urge to feed without a single attempt.

I resisted the overwhelming desire for blood, even in the suffocating stench of garlic that permeated the air.

Despite becoming a monster in order to remain a member of society, I managed to live without causing any trouble.

I believed that my patience was superior to that of any other species.

However.

“Mehe – ! Intercourse!!!”

Today, I began to doubt that belief.

A half-human, half-fairy woman who was crazed with lust.

Unable to contain my anger at her provocation, I found myself rushing towards her without thinking.

Crash!

A punch thrown in a fit of rage, without any restraint.

Was it instinct whispering that I would die if I hit her?

The goat-like satyr quickly lowered her head, narrowly avoiding my punch as it grazed her, hitting a lamppost.

“Me, Mehek…”

The broken lamppost and her bloodied arm lying on the ground.

Upon seeing this, the satyr, perhaps realizing her mistake, slowly opened her mouth in a more subdued manner.

“If you’re going to stop here, it’s best to walk away. It’s already too late.”

Despite my patience and self-control, I had endured enough.

As my ancestors said, if you endure three times, even murder is forgiven.

But that woman threw herself at Jaehyuk, suggesting they spend the night together, and I held back as usual.

I had seen women like her throwing themselves at my man more than once.

I thought it was just a species with stronger sexual desires than succubi, so I thought Jaehyuk would handle it well on his own.

However.

“Intercourse! I want to have intercourse!!!”

Her reckless advances left me with a sprained arm, and once I crossed that line, there was no turning back.

If words didn’t work, violence was necessary.

As long as I didn’t kill her, self-defense would apply, so I was prepared to strike her until she was barely recognizable.

“…But how about giving her one last chance?”

A shred of mercy remained in the midst of the relentless onslaught.

It pleaded with me.

If enduring three times forgives murder, why not give one more chance?

Rather than getting involved in unnecessary conflict, wouldn’t it be quieter and more peaceful to just take a hefty sum and end it?

Listening to this reasoning, I decided to endure one more time and try to end it peacefully with a sweet night.

But that woman couldn’t control herself and ruined even that chance.

So.

I did nothing wrong.

With regular supply of high-quality blood, my arm quickly healed and I was back in top shape.

Feeling the pain dissipate, I charged at the satyr once again.

A brute force charge, devoid of any finesse, just overwhelming power.

Caught off guard, she took the full force of my attack, falling back and beginning to whimper in pain.

“Ah, cough, ah…!”

Approaching the satyr who was gasping against the wall, she tried to escape in terror.

But after receiving quite a few blows to the body, she soon slumped to the ground.

“I-I’m sorry… Please spare me…”

Clutching onto my jacket’s hem, she began to beg for forgiveness, tears streaming down her face.

…It seems that the mating instinct outweighs the survival instinct.

Isn’t that a bit unexpected?

I thought I could get away with it without thinking about the consequences, even if it meant risking my life.

A satyr, grimacing as he rubbed his head in a pathetic manner.

I thought seeing that would help me calm down a bit, but the anger that had flared up didn’t dissipate as easily as I had hoped.

Ending the game with just one body blow left me feeling unsatisfied, to say the least.

Feeling too unsatisfied to just end it with a sermon, I raised my hand flatly.

And then

Slap -!

Lightly slapping her cheek, I began to mock the satyr with a sardonic smile.

“Well, you should have taken the last chance I gave you, shouldn’t you? If you keep doing whatever you want and then apologize halfway through, who would believe that it’s sincere?”

“Cough… I’m sorry…”

“Even you don’t think that, right? I think I’ve been quite patient… haven’t I?”

Now, seemingly powerless to speak, the broken and colorless girl weakly nodded her head.

I raised my hand again, looking at her fear-stricken face, and spoke.

“I’ll give you just two more hits with that same intensity. If I end it here, I might actually kill you.”

“Why the long face? Isn’t this somewhat merciful? If you don’t like it, just die.”

Looking down at her pitiful face, the satyr closed his eyes in silence, seemingly understanding the seriousness of the situation.

Slowly approaching me, he took a defensive stance and assessed my reaction.

“Don’t try to dodge, just take the hit. Trying to lessen the pain might end up hurting you more.”

As I calculated precisely and hit without evasion, any movement could lead to injury.

As I added, the satyr seemed to hesitate and stopped moving.

Assuming she wouldn’t dodge, I hit her cheek with all my might.

Slap -!

“Ahh!”

With a satisfying and crisp sound of impact, the helpless and colorless girl fell to the ground in pain.

I looked at her with a cold gaze as she held her cheek in agony, urging her to get up.

“Let’s finish this before the police arrive. It’s better to settle it cleanly than to be anxious about lingering doubts, don’t you think?”

“Ugh, okay, yes…”

Despite the swelling on her right cheek, she reluctantly got up and took her stance again.

Perhaps it was better than a body blow, as she stood up and prepared herself once more, I struck her opposite cheek this time.

Crack -!

Unable to endure the pain, the satyr, who had been hit three times on the cheek, lost consciousness.

I picked up the troublemaker and true culprit until the police arrived and started walking towards the cocktail bar.

—–

The first time I had wielded violence since becoming a vampire.

I listened anxiously to what the police were saying, fearing that there might be a problem, but thankfully, nothing as frustrating as I had imagined happened.

The police said that under the special law for inter-species, that level of self-defense could be justified.

“…That’s enough for now. You two, Jihyeok and Jieun, go home first. You look exhausted, so take a break.”

“Yes, sir. We’ll see you tomorrow.”

As the police took the satyr away, it was already three in the morning.

Although there was still an hour and a half left until the end of the shift, the boss glanced at my tired clothes and suggested that I go home.

I couldn’t possibly object.

Even in my own eyes, I looked like a murderer who had just come back after soaking in blood.

If I continued to work in this state, I might inadvertently cause guests to have strange misconceptions.

So I put on my bartender uniform and headed home with Jaehyuk, carefully asking about his condition as we walked.

“Are you hurt anywhere? There were a lot of glass shards flying towards your direction.”

“…Aren’t I supposed to be the one worrying about you rather than the other way around? Your arm looked pretty painful earlier, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Hmph, I’ll recover quickly so don’t worry. There won’t be any lingering effects, so you don’t need to worry.”

“Let me see once. Hmm… you seem perfectly fine. Still, just in case, when we get home, make sure to rest well. Got it?”

“What am I, a kid? No, I just want to act like one. Wah ~ I need some babying, give me a kiss quickly ~”

“Adults like you… Here.”

“Hehe.”

Chuup –

Lightly touching lips.

The warmth that subtly spreads from the contact makes the desire to monopolize grow steadily.

It’s too precious to give in to someone else, even if it’s just a small part.

Even though I’m receiving it fully by myself, why does this thirst still linger? How can I share this? I need to make sense.

As the thoughts continue, the resentment towards Satyros grows even stronger.

…Did I really have to ruin that damn reproductive function so I wouldn’t go into heat again?

As I entertain slightly cruel thoughts in my mind, the lips that gently touched slowly part, and a firm hand grabs my hip.

“Eek – !?”

Startled, I let out a surprised scream, while Jaehyuk laughs heartily.

The one who fell from my body messes up my hair and scolds me in a whiny voice.

“What were you thinking that your expression was so dark? Did you think about cheating on me?”

“Hmph, logically, with a girlfriend like me, would you cheat? I was just thinking about what to have for supper tonight.”

“It didn’t look like you were thinking about supper… No, let’s just go with that. So what are you planning to eat tonight?”

“I’m craving for hirekatsu. Ever since I stole a bite from you last time, I suddenly feel drawn to it.”

“Really? Then I’ll order it right away. You’ve worked hard today, so I’ll treat you.”

Turning the topic to supper, he thankfully doesn’t pry further and just moves on.

As I look at Jaehyuk, who is looking at his phone to order the hirekatsu, I momentarily sink into a swamp of contemplation.

…It seems like time is running out, should I just cover everything up and forget about it?

It’s been almost a week since the dwarf man ordered the items, why hasn’t he contacted me once?

A workshop that was completed in less than a month.

Was he looking at it with frustration?

Hmm –

As the saying goes, even a tiger will come when called, I received a message from the dwarf man.

[If fast, it’ll be done by tomorrow, if not, by Wednesday.]

A predatory smile blossomed on the vampire’s face.