"Akashiya… Moka…"
Arthur froze for a moment.
Deep in his mind, blurry memories quickly sharpened.
He remembered now.
She came from the world of Rosario + Vampire.
The name alone told you what kind of world it was.
A world filled with all manner of monsters.
And before him stood a vampire.
In that world, vampires were the strongest race.
They could enhance their bodies with yokai energy, unleashing strikes that could shatter mountains and split rivers.
One of the few races honored with the title of Great Monster of Strength.
And Moka Akashiya wasn't just any vampire.
She carried the bloodline of a True Ancestor.
From what Arthur recalled, her mother was one of the two great True Ancestor vampires of that world.
The pink-haired, green-eyed Moka before him wasn't her real form.
Her true self was silver-haired, red-eyed—
and her personality, nothing like this soft, gentle girl.
Cold, proud, fiery beneath the ice.
Realizing who she was, Arthur couldn't help but link it with her earlier odd behavior.
Was she about to bite him just now?
Very possible.
His blood seemed… very tempting to her kind.
After all, his body and spirit had been reforged by the Seven Authorities of Kingship, evolving him toward something beyond human.
Take his skin for example.
Soft and pale to the eye, fragile at a touch—
yet in truth, tougher than steel, impervious to ordinary weapons.
And his blood? No less extraordinary.
It brimmed with spiritual energy—
to blood-dependent beings, it was no less than a miraculous tonic.
No wonder she'd nearly lost control earlier.
Not to mention his life force was still radiating outward, brighter than that of any normal human.
Moka, of course, hadn't noticed his deliberate restraint.
Right now, she was desperately suppressing the impulse welling up inside.
Head lowered, eyes glued to the ground, cheeks burning red.
Too afraid to look at him.
Afraid she might not hold back.
The blood jewel in her silver cross seemed to glimmer faintly.
Seeing her struggling, Arthur quietly pulled back his leaking life energy to normal levels.
Instantly, Moka felt the urge diminish slightly.
Still there, but within control.
She dared raise her head a little, meeting his eyes.
He smiled faintly, then asked:
"You're not an ordinary person, are you?"
Of course, he already knew.
"Eh!?"
Moka blinked in shock, her wide emerald eyes practically spelling out: How did you know?!
Her current form was sealed.
Unless she revealed it herself, she appeared human.
Arthur lifted a hand, pointing at the moon overhead.
"This late, and you dare wander such a lonely place alone? Clearly, you're no ordinary girl."
"…Now that you mention it…"
Moka looked up, then gave an embarrassed little laugh.
But curiosity shone in her eyes as she asked:
"So you too… Then what are you?"
She could tell at a glance he wasn't human.
She'd sensed a strange energy nearby earlier, which was why she came over.
And that irresistible urge to drink his blood…
Yes, no way he was normal.
Arthur arched a brow playfully.
"Shouldn't you reveal one of your secrets before asking for mine?"
"Eh… is that so?"
She tilted her head, hesitating.
But something about him… felt trustworthy.
After a moment, she whispered:
"Actually… I'm a monster."
"…A vampire."
Her fists clenched tight at her sides as she looked at him nervously, eyes searching his face.
Worried she'd see fear, disgust, or worse.
After all, humans feared monsters.
To them, monsters meant evil, terror.
Even though she'd just met him, for some reason she didn't want him to hate her.
"Oh…"
Arthur only nodded knowingly.
"Eh???"
Moka blinked, confused.
That reaction—
wasn't what she expected at all.
"Um, I said I'm a vampire. A vampire."
She emphasized again.
Arthur blinked back at her.
"Yeah, I know. And?"
"… …"
She wondered if he truly didn't understand what a vampire was supposed to mean.
But she let it go, tilting her head in curiosity.
"Alright, I told you. Now it's your turn."
"Fair's fair."
He smiled, then said casually:
"You can think of me as… a superhuman."
A King's Authority holder was still a type of superhuman, after all.
Only… crowned with the title of "King" because of their uniqueness.
"Superhuman… I see."
Moka nodded, accepting it without question.
Which made Arthur raise a brow again.
So gullible.
Almost like Satania…
"Wanna take a walk together?"
He offered suddenly.
"Eh? A walk?!"
Her eyes widened, startled.
She hadn't expected the invitation.
But after a brief pause, she nodded shyly.
"...Okay."
"Then let's go."
Seeing her agree, Arthur's smile deepened.
As expected—too easy.
They walked slowly side by side, directionless.
But soon, Moka's nose twitched.
Her face reddened further, eyes drifting toward him uncontrollably, fists clenching.
The closer she stayed beside him, the stronger the thirst became.
So strong.
So tempting…
A faint crimson glow flickered in her emerald eyes.
Biting her lip, she trembled, barely suppressing the urge to sink her fangs into him.
"…???"
Noticing her state, Arthur's eyes widened slightly.
Wait.
His blood was that enticing?
She didn't even need to see it spill—
just being near him was enough to drive her this far?
Thoughts raced through his mind.
Then he made a decision.
He stopped, turned to face her directly, and asked calmly:
"Moka… do you want to drink my blood?"
"Eh!?"
Moka's eyes flew wide open.
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