34 Fourth word: Bleeding impulses 3 (1/2)

The sharp canine teeth tear through the skin and bite into the flesh. Drool gushes into my parched mouth, and the taste of blood spreads.

The frustration that had been burning deep in your thoughts really subsides a little.

My vision regains its shape. Senri, who's pulling my hand, doesn't seem to notice me. I carefully tighten my jaw so that Senri doesn't notice.

The canine tooth sinks into my left arm, and my own blood slowly flows into my mouth.

I feel a dull ache, but it is far warmer than the urge to suck blood.

The second way to resist the dryness. That is to bite myself.

The pain brings me back to my senses. And even my own blood has a small effect on disguising the bloodsucking urge.

I noticed this when I was marching through the woods and separated from Senri in the middle of the night looking for food. I noticed it when I was wounded by a hexenbiest who shot me by surprise.

The wound itself healed quickly, but I licked off some of my own blood, which healed me a little, though not as much as Senri's blood.

The book said that vampires only suck the blood of humans, but apparently it can be somewhat effective against vampires as well.

Of course, this is only a temporary measure. It's a temporary measure, of course, and I'm still close to the limit, but in the current situation I'm more than grateful.

I sip the blood, which is very bitter and different from Senri's, so that he doesn't notice.

I was able to survive on my neck alone, which is a bit of a contradiction, but I would probably be able to survive without the blood in my body. What I need is not blood as a substance. Otherwise, I don't see why it couldn't be replaced by hexenbiest blood.

Now that I'm calmer, I can think a little better.

Yeah, why don't we go back and find Lu's body?　Sip the blood from the corpse.

I'm sorry for her, but it won't be a problem if we re-bury the grave. I'm sure Lou will forgive me.

My legs are still strong. If I leave Senri and run as fast as I can, I can make it, can't I?

I'm not sure I can ...... win, but I don't think it's that low. The reason my blood-sucking urge is so strong is probably because I have Senri Sylvis by my side, the perfect bait. There is a possibility that it will subside somewhat when there is no one else around.

Senri stopped near some gently flowing water.

He stopped biting his arm before looking back at me. As soon as you stop sipping the blood, your head starts to heat up, but you hold on. The blood will stop soon and you don't have to worry about being noticed by the scar.

Senri, with his survival skills, starts the fire, and I, with my strong body, look for food.

Once I'm away from Senri, I can bite his arm again. If I drink enough water, the urge will go away.

I'll have to be careful not to walk on water, though.

Senri tugs weakly on my hand as I stand up.

”End ............

It's still okay. It's going to be dark soon, so we need to gather food and dig a hole.

It's times like this when you need to keep your cool.

I didn't even look at him, I just shook his hand off and hurried away from Senri to get some blood as soon as possible.

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His breathing was ragged. Her heart felt as if it was being held.

Senri's sweet blood was exquisite, an irreplaceable pleasure, but bitter blood was not bad either.

He sat down on the ground and twisted to sink his canine teeth into his right arm.

The vampire's fangs are specialized for sucking blood. He concentrates on swallowing the bitter cold liquid that flows into his mouth.

There was pleasure when he bit Senri's neck. Not now. A vampire's blood sucking should be painless, but now there's a dull ache.

But that doesn't matter. All I need to do now is control the urge.

The amount of blood flowing from his right arm was sadly not that much, though it was better than the left arm he had just bitten. The skin, which had been white, now looked pale and almost bloodless.

It was not the first time he had been bitten, so it could not be helped. It's not like the blood you drink flows directly into your body.

A vision of the Lord floats in the sky, looking down at you with a blank expression, saying nothing. Like the Grim Reaper.

But I ignore it completely and screw my tongue into the wound.

The feel of cold flesh. It's ironic that the horrible act of eating myself would turn me back from a beast to a man.

Such thoughts flashed through my mind, but I didn't care about that anymore.

I have to survive, even for a second longer. Think of a plan before you become a complete monster.

For example, ....... There's supposed to be an ape monster in this forest. How about sipping its blood?

If it's an ape that's close to a human, there's still a chance this dryness can be satisfied.

”............ end

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Suddenly, I heard Senri's voice from close range. You'll be able to find a lot more information on the web.

You'll be able to find a lot of people who are interested in this kind of thing.

I hadn't realized how close I had come. I was about to open my mouth when I noticed that my fangs were still sticking out of my right arm.

I'm interrupted in my meal. An inexplicable irritation wells up inside me.

But I barely had enough time to determine that the thought belonged to the monster.

It saw me. Biting off your own arm is not something a human would do.

A split second to think.

It's okay, it's gonna be okay. I haven't harmed Senri yet.

I put out my left hand to stop her from approaching.

”Oh, it's okay. I'm not crazy, even my own blood helps to dry me up a bit.

”............

Oh, yeah. I forgot all about it. That reminds me why Senri is here.

I was looking for food. I don't know how long I've been obsessed with sitting around and sipping blood.

I'm sorry to ...... worry you. My eyes are spinning in circles. A sweet smell is approaching. It's enough to make your blood taste sweet.

Senri whispers to me. In her purple eyes, she sees a dying monster.

”End ......, don't force it.

I'm not overreacting. I'm fine. Yes, you are. Senri, I've got an idea.