“Gulp…”

The sound of swallowing could be heard.

Drawn by the allure of the noble blood, Adele’s fangs involuntarily extended.

It was a natural reaction for a vampire when attracted to fragrant blood.

Although Adele’s fangs couldn’t compare to those of high-ranking vampires, they looked like ordinary little canines, which might make people laugh.

But no one would laugh at her.

Celeste wouldn’t, she was willing to offer her blood to her Master devoutly.

 

Sharon wouldn’t, she saw Adele as her only friend, her dream lover.

Hermione… wouldn’t either. She was so noble, a proud and gifted aristocrat, yet she was willing to offer her first blood to Adele.

If humans had the concept of first kiss and first night, then for vampires, it would be “first blood,” right?

It referred to the first time someone sucked their blood, either to alleviate bloodlust or simply out of craving.

As mentioned before, vampires considered blood-sucking a more intimate act than sexual acts.

Hermione’s actions tonight were no different from offering her virginity to Adele.

As for Adele’s virginity…

 

Unfortunately, if possible, Adele would also like to offer it to an elegant and noble ice beauty like Hermione.

For a mutual expression of love.

But the cruel reality was that Adele’s “first blood” was actually taken on that warm and sunny autumn day, when flowers bloomed and leaves were lush, at the beginning of the school year.

Just when Adele thought her new life was about to begin, that she would have a happy future, it was snatched away by the Vampire Princess – Dorothy, with an irresistible force and authority.

Leaving behind a girl covered in wounds, crying her heart out, and haunted by nightmares in the endless nights.

Dorothy – you deserve to die!

But that was the original Adele’s immense hatred for Dorothy.

 

The current Adele also hated Dorothy, but she was also afraid of her.

In short, she was in a state of being frustrated and unable to retaliate, her teeth itching with anger.

Hermione gently and deliberately ignored this.

She ignored the fact that Adele’s first blood didn’t belong to her.

 

But at least she could be sure that her first blood was given to Adele.

Adele wasn’t a fool, she could naturally feel Hermione’s deep affection.

So much so that at this moment, somewhere in her heart, Hermione’s position was gradually catching up to Celeste, who was at the top.

 

The two were neck and neck, neither could win over the other.

“Then… I’ll bite.”

“If it hurts, t-tell me!”

Adele’s gentle and cute words made Hermione chuckle.

How could it hurt? Adele’s little fangs were so delicate and cute…

But Hermione would only think this in her heart. If she said it out loud to Adele, it would probably hurt Adele’s self-esteem.

There was a saying that the length of a vampire’s fangs was about the same as a human’s… you know, down there, or a girl’s cup size.

 

If they were too small, it was easy to be looked down upon by their partners.

But Hermione didn’t care about this.

Instead, she thought that vampires were too influenced by humans, leading to some inexplicable sense of comparison.

Being small had its advantages, it didn’t hurt.

And what other use did sharp fangs have besides causing pain to their partners or subordinates when they were thirsty for blood?

Looking good? They weren’t that good-looking, they were even a bit scary.

Therefore, many vampires nowadays were secretly competing over the length of their fangs.

 

To be honest, in Hermione’s opinion… they seemed to be blinded by human perspectives, unable to “think independently.”

After Adele finished speaking, she found a blood vessel on Hermione’s snow-white neck and gently bit down.

She didn’t use any force at first, just gently rubbing, making Hermione’s heart itch.

When a vampire was thirsty for blood, their fangs would secrete a strange enzyme that could make the skin incredibly tender, allowing the vampire’s fangs to easily break through the skin’s defenses.

And after the bloodlust subsided, this biological enzyme would remain in the wound, stopping the bleeding and allowing the wound to quickly scab and heal.

When Adele’s fangs pierced the Ice Queen’s skin and blood vessels, Hermione didn’t feel any pain.

Instead, an unprecedented sense of comfort, a slight numbness, swept through her body and soul.

 

It was like floating in a hot spring, completely immersed, feeling a different kind of comfort and enjoyment.

Adele wasn’t so much sucking blood as she was kissing.

She kissed with deep emotion, her small hand restlessly kneading Hermione’s plump and alluring body…

She even pushed Hermione down, just to satisfy herself further.

Hermione, who was used to taking the initiative, felt the taste of being passive for the first time.

And it… wasn’t that bad.

………………

 

An unknown amount of time passed, and it was late at night.

Hermione sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking down.

Her slender fingers buttoned up her pure white shirt one by one.

But her gaze seemed to be staring into the air, lost in thought.

Beside her were scattered clothes that needed to be washed.

Adele sat on the edge of the bed, hugging a pillow, half of her face hidden, looking guilty and blushing.

It was as if… she had done many excessive things to Hermione.

 

Partly out of her own will, and partly out of instinct.

Not just blood-sucking, but also…

It was because of these things that she realized that the Ice Queen’s moans could be so beautiful and seductive.

Even a little weak and… submissive.

Ahem, Adele only dared to think these words in her heart. If she said them out loud to Hermione, she didn’t know what kind of “reward” or treatment she would receive from the “enraged” Hermione.

Maybe Hermione would return everything she had done to her, exactly as it was?

Or even more stimulating, more terrifying?

 

After finishing dressing, Hermione’s expression and demeanor were so calm that it made Adele’s hair stand on end.

Adele didn’t dare to ask anything, didn’t dare to say anything.

After a long time, Hermione finished buttoning her white shirt and touched the wound on her neck with her hand.

The small hole left by the fangs had already begun to scab.

If Hermione wanted, it would heal even faster.

But she didn’t urge her body to heal, instead, she wished it would heal as slowly as possible.

When Hermione slowly lowered her finger, she turned to look at the timid Adele and gave her a warm smile, just like before.

 

Seeing Hermione’s smile, Adele finally felt relieved.

But before her heart could fully settle, a casual remark from Hermione made her heart jump to her throat again.

“Is it my imagination?”

“Why does it feel like Adele is… very skilled at sucking blood?”

But with Adele’s Sequence Five status, she should only be able to taste the lowest grade of refrigerated blood.

She shouldn’t be so proficient.

Not to mention, she even made Hermione feel genuinely comfortable during the blood-sucking process.

 

All of this seemed like something only a seasoned blood-sucker could do.

Hermione remembered that the last time she enjoyed Adele’s blood, Adele even cried out in pain.

Comparing the two, didn’t it mean that Adele was even more skilled than Hermione?

“I-is that so… I don’t know, I was also very confused at the time.”

“It just felt like my teeth and body were moving naturally.”

Adele nervously pressed her knees together, her shoulders shrinking, looking pitiful.

Attributing it to “instinct.”

 

A good answer.

It was probably the best excuse Adele could find at the moment.

Hermione was skeptical, but ultimately chose to believe.

Because Adele was that kind of girl, a girl worthy of trust, a girl with a pure and innocent heart.

Besides, who else would be willing to let Adele suck their blood?

Celeste… that nouveau riche?

Dorothy was absolutely impossible, even saying that the possibility was negative wouldn’t be wrong.

 

As for Sharon, Adele didn’t have much interaction with her, especially now that Dorothy’s faction had become history.

It would be even harder for Adele to get close to Sharon, and with Sharon’s introverted personality, it was even more impossible for her to take the initiative to approach Adele.

Finally, there was that human girl who had a close personal relationship with Adele, the descendant of the vampire hunter, Tang Linlang.

But Hermione wasn’t worried about her.

Because between Tang Linlang and Adele, there was a huge obstacle called “friendship.”

The deeper their friendship, the less likely Adele would suck her blood.

So the final conclusion could only be – Adele’s fangs were small, so it didn’t hurt, and her talent was high, making it easier for the person being sucked blood to feel better.

 

Adele saw the slight relief in Hermione’s expression, which showed her trust.

She let out a sigh of relief inwardly.

At the same time, she thought that she had to be more careful in the future.

Otherwise, if she encountered someone more suspicious, and with more and more questions, the more lies Adele weaved, the more likely it was that everything would collapse!

A perfectly good and enjoyable night could turn into a crisis!

“It’s getting late, Adele.”

Hermione glanced at the messy sheets stained with unknown fluids, her icy face rarely blushing.

 

“Why don’t we go to another room to rest?”

“…Okay.”

Adele shyly buried her face in the soft pillow she was holding, giving her consent.

Hermione came to her side with a smile and teased,

“Who did strange things to whom?”

“Why are you the one being shy?”

“It’s okay, I… like it too.”

 

At this time, she needed to affirm Adele’s actions.

Hermione thought to herself.

Otherwise, if Adele mistakenly thought that she didn’t like it and deliberately avoided her in the future, refusing anything related to this, then Hermione would suffer a great loss.

She wasn’t trying to deceive Adele with comforting words.

Hermione could really accept that feeling, she even vaguely liked the pleasure of being touched and caressed.

• As long as it was Adele.

Without this premise, Hermione would only freeze anyone who dared to tease her into an ice sculpture.

Then she would take them to the highest place in the city and let them fall without mercy.

Only after hearing that pleasant “bang!” sound, seeing them completely shattered into pieces, would Hermione feel satisfied and relieved.

Fortunately, Adele didn’t know this.

Otherwise, she would have been so scared that she would have frozen stiff just now, not daring to have any inappropriate thoughts about Hermione.

Compared to satisfying her lust, Adele felt that her life was more important…

If it weren’t for the great enemy Dorothy, and the existence of characters like Amaterasu Kuro and Tsukimi Shiro, who constantly threatened her life and freedom, Adele might not be so eager to become stronger.

She could just live a carefree and comfortable life relying on the love of Hermione and Celeste.

The two of them left the room and went to another clean room.

Later, the maids would come to clean up this place, and maybe they would even tell the elders of Hermione’s family, the higher-ranking vampires, that their young lady had a girlfriend.

But it probably wouldn’t cause much of a stir.

It was normal for the heir of a family to have such needs, it was only natural for her to have a few girlfriends for fun.

They were necessities, consumables in the growth process of the descendants of great families.

It could be said that Hermione was a bit too indifferent to desires in the past.

If this continued, and she couldn’t produce an heir for the family, the family would definitely regret not interfering in Hermione’s personal life.

After all, once she became strong enough, it would be difficult for the family to change her mind.

Also, it was worth mentioning that among vampires, apart from the normal way of having children through heterosexual intercourse, they could also have offspring through “blood cocoons,” where same-sex couples could use each other’s bloodlines to conceive.

This guaranteed the need for same-sex couples to pass on their lineage.

No wonder the relationships within the vampire race were much more open than those of humans. Male-male or female-female couples were not uncommon.

Therefore, Adele’s existence wouldn’t worry Hermione’s family, making them think that their daughter was going astray.

Rather, they were probably overjoyed.

Celebrating their daughter’s first time.

Anyway, in their eyes, it was unlikely for Hermione to truly fall in love with a poor girl like Adele.

She was just a tool to satisfy her desires.

Play with her for a while, then throw her away~

So what did it matter if she was a mixed-blood, what did it matter if she was a Sequence Five?

Five minutes after Hermione and Adele left, several maids entered the “used” room.

They started to tidy up the messy clothes scattered on the bed, started to change the sheets.

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, and the washed clothes would appear in front of Miss Hermione and Miss Adele the next day.

But suddenly, one of the maids exclaimed in confusion,

“Huh… strange.”

“What’s wrong?”

Her companion asked curiously.

Then, the maid who had exclaimed blushed and sniffed the bed sheet she was holding.

The other maid chuckled.

“What’s so strange about that? It’s perfectly normal. It’s the young lady’s first time, it’s normal for the girl’s scent to be stronger.”

It was just a bit too enviable. Why could that kind of girl get the young lady’s favor?

They were professional maids who were responsible for taking care of the young lady’s daily life, including her… needs, but they couldn’t get Miss Hermione’s favor.

Their family background and Sequence were far superior to Adele’s.

“But… but…”

“No buts, take the sheets to the laundry room.”

Even so, the maid still looked flushed and couldn’t help but say,

“But! The scent on the sheets… is clearly the young lady’s!”

“Eh?”

You mean, the large wet patch on this sheet…

Belongs to Miss Hermione…

Not to that delicate little girl!?

The maid who received this information instantly felt dizzy.

Didn’t this mean that…

The relationship between the young lady and that girl…

Might be the opposite of what they imagined?

How was that possible?!

………………

However, Adele had the magic to turn the impossible into possible.

At the same time, in another lounge, Hermione was hugging Adele, the two of them sleeping together under the same blanket.

Perhaps it was because they had just expended a lot of energy, especially Adele.

Perhaps it was because being with the person they loved, in that warmth, made it easy to let go of all fatigue.

They both quickly fell asleep and slept soundly until dawn.

In the morning, Adele was still half-asleep when she felt someone planting deep and devout kisses on her forehead, her cheeks, and finally her lips.

This someone could only be her.

Making Adele smile even in her sleep.

But when she murmured “Hermione…”

And woke up from her sleep, she only saw the empty pillow beside her and the empty room.

Where did Hermione go?

Before Adele could try to solve this mystery, the maid who had been waiting outside the door entered the room.

It was a tall maid with light blonde hair, her beautiful face showing a professional politeness.

Seeing her blonde hair made Adele think of Celeste’s golden fur.

Unfortunately, the maid’s blonde hair was dyed, far inferior to Celeste’s natural nobility.

Her attitude towards Adele wasn’t as humble as Adele imagined, just approachable.

It was true that servants would judge people based on their status, after all, Adele was just a Sequence Five that most people wouldn’t think much of.

“Good morning, Miss Adele.”

“My Master asked me to tell you that she has something important to attend to and had to leave. Please don’t worry about her when you wake up.”

“She’s sorry that she couldn’t stay with you. Breakfast is ready in the dining room on the first floor, my Master hopes you enjoy it.”

After saying that, the maid left the bedroom.

“…”

Adele’s expression was slightly disappointed.

She pouted, but unfortunately, no one was there to appreciate her cuteness.

How could Hermione do this? Although she did feed her well, a relationship shouldn’t just be about passion, the more important thing was the company and the long-lasting flow, wasn’t it?

She sat on the bed with her knees hugged, her expression downcast.

Her long black hair cascaded down her back and arms, like a soft night sky, enveloping her body.

The girl’s pink eyes, which should have been as bright as the stars in the sky, were dim.

After feeling emo for a while in the morning, Adele forced herself to cheer up, changed into the clothes that Hermione’s maid had washed and dried, and then left the “love nest” where they had rested, heading towards the dining room on the first floor.

The girl’s spirit was good, but her mood was still a little low.

She had been fed too much recently, the blood and magic power from Celeste hadn’t been fully digested yet.

And yesterday, she enjoyed another top-grade blood, Hermione’s first blood.

There was no other lowly Sequence Five in this world who enjoyed such a luxurious treatment as Adele.

Counting it all up, Adele had already sucked the blood of two Sequence Ones and one Sequence Two.

They were Hermione and Sharon from the senior year, and Celeste from the same year as Adele.

This was already a very impressive achievement.

The corner of Adele’s lips curled up proudly, then she quickly suppressed her smile.

The girl wasn’t so easily satisfied, at least not before getting revenge on a certain hateful person…

But this seemingly impressive achievement also brought a problem for Adele.

That was, she couldn’t stand ordinary blood anymore.

In short, her taste had become too refined.

It was difficult for Adele to swallow the refrigerated blood packs that the school distributed every month.

Celeste was very willing to give Adele her portion, including her blood.

But in the long run, Adele would always feel guilty towards her puppy.

“I still have to find a way myself, I can’t be supported by others forever.”

Adele’s thoughts often jumped back and forth between contradictions.

Sometimes she felt that she should revive the spirit of the destined heroine!

Sometimes she felt, why bother? Wouldn’t it be better to just hug the thighs of a few big sisters…

She was the type who was “intermittently ambitious, persistently lazy.”

Adele had breakfast at Hermione’s villa. Feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at by the maids, she said goodbye and left Hermione’s home early.

Actually, there was another reason.

That was, without Hermione, the place felt unfamiliar.

She didn’t want to stay any longer.

She wanted to go back to her small and shabby school dorm.

At least there was a clumsy girl waiting for her there.

She specially bought breakfast for Sharon, a basket of steamed dumplings with vinegar, and a cup of soy milk.

Girls had small appetites, this was enough, buying more would be “too much.”

After all, the two of them had to pretend that they didn’t know each other.

Adele didn’t buy it for Sharon, but for her “stranger roommate.”

Whether she wanted to eat it or not, the thought was what mattered most.

When she returned to the dorm, the breakfast was still warm.

Adele, on the other hand, was out of breath.

Without even taking a break, she climbed the stairs.

The sound of her panting must have been heard by Sharon next door.

Thinking that the clumsy girl might come to the door and eavesdrop, Adele felt both touched and amused.

“Xiao Meng, I’m back!”

“I spent the whole day at the amusement park with a friend yesterday, and I was thinking, it would be great if I could go out and play with Xiao Meng sometime.”

“…”

“Oh right, when I was coming back to school this morning, I was wondering if Xiao Meng had gone out for breakfast.”

“Because I rarely see Xiao Meng go out, it’s not good for your health to always eat instant food.”

“So I took the liberty of… buying you some dumplings.”

“Xiao Meng, you won’t blame me, will you?”

Not only would she not blame her, Sharon’s heart even trembled with gratitude for Adele’s caring gesture.

It was precisely because Adele didn’t know that the girl next door was Sharon, and completely treated her as a stranger, “Xiao Meng,” that it highlighted Adele’s kind heart.

She was always like this, instinctively considerate and caring towards others…

This made Sharon feel even more touched by Adele.

But she was timid, she didn’t dare to approach such a beautiful and warm girl, like a little sun.

She didn’t dare to reveal her identity, afraid of Adele’s disappointment and disgust.

So she just remained silent, her guilt building up in her heart.

“…”

“Xiao Meng is still the same as usual, liking to be alone and quiet.”

Adele’s tone was slightly lonely, but her voice quickly lifted again, showing her respect for the girl’s personality.

“But it’s okay~ Xiao Meng can just live the way she likes.”

“I’ll leave the dumplings and soy milk at your door, Xiao Meng, and then I’m going to the library to study.”

“It’s okay if you don’t like them, I can just reheat the leftovers for lunch.”

“Bye~”

As she said that, Adele left the dorm without any hesitation.

If she stayed, Sharon would definitely not risk being discovered and eat the breakfast.

That would completely contradict Adele’s original intention.

So Adele had no choice but to continue being a “homeless” girl favored by the gods (referring to girls who run away from home for some reason and wander around in society).

As for going to the library, that was just an excuse she made up.

Adele wasn’t as lazy and unmotivated as she seemed, but she definitely wasn’t as studious as she seemed either.

Anyway, the scenery in the academy was good, the atmosphere was open, and there were lovey-dovey girls everywhere.

Adele considered it a walk and sightseeing.

But suddenly, a strange yet somewhat familiar female voice came from not too far away, interrupting Adele’s leisurely stroll.

“What a coincidence, to meet Miss Adele here.”

“Could it be that you came out specifically to greet me?”

Adele immediately turned around, her eyes widening slightly at the woman she saw.

Miss Black Veil – Edith.

This woman was really persistent…