"What? Trying to escape? I haven't given you permission to leave, otherwise I won't have dinner tonight."
Ryuya chuckled coldly as he tightened his arms around Shinobu Kocho, lowering his head to blow warm air against her ear. "Sister Shinobu, you smell so good."
"You!!!"
Her face flushed bright red. She clenched her teeth, her breath weak but filled with fury. "I knew you weren't that kind-hearted! How could you possibly be good when you associate with this demon?! Let go of me! Get off me, you bastard!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Weren't you the one who threw yourself at me earlier? Why are you trying to escape now?" Ryuya teased lazily.
Playing the villain while bullying Sister Shinobu came naturally to him. The performance flowed effortlessly.
"You'd better not let me leave here alive, or I'll definitely tell my sister!"
If she had her Nichirin Blade right now, she would chop this damn Ryuya into pieces!
And why did she even ask him for help?!
Damn it. Was her brain broken?!
"If you say that, then I really can't let you go back," Ryuya replied with a faint smile, raising an eyebrow.
Enraged, Shinobu repeatedly elbowed him in the abdomen.
Damn bastard! I completely misjudged you!
"Young Master Ryuya, let's hurry and eat the lovely Miss Butterfly. I can't wait any longer!"
Doma clapped excitedly from the side.
"Huh? We?" Ryuya looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Doma froze. What did he mean?
"Young Master Ryuya, aren't you going to eat her?"
The situation felt strangely familiar.
Was Ryuya planning to turn Little Sister Butterfly into a demon again?
A repeat performance?
Oh no. He had been hungry all day!
"Eat? Who said I wasn't eating?"
As he spoke, Ryuya bit lightly against Shinobu's earlobe and winked at Doma as if to say, Watch closely.
"You—stop biting! It tickles! You bastard! You annoying demon! Go to hell!"
Shinobu ground her teeth in humiliation and anger. The resentment in her eyes looked ready to devour Ryuya whole.
This bad guy! She shouldn't have trusted him. She had even started to feel a little goodwill toward him, but now it was obvious he didn't deserve it!
"Then let's enjoy it quickly!" Doma urged eagerly.
"We?" Ryuya frowned again. "When did I say I was going to share with you?"
"Huh?"
Doma's rainbow-colored eyes went blank.
It sounded irritating… but when he thought about it carefully, it almost made sense?
No. What sense did that make?!
"Young Master Ryuya, I am the leader of the Eternal Paradise Cult. She came to worship me. Don't I get a share?"
Doma looked completely baffled. Who exactly was the master here?
Ryuya's sudden reversal left him stunned.
"This is prey I've been eyeing for a long time. She just happened to appear in front of me today. What does that have to do with you or the Eternal Paradise Cult?"
Ryuya's words were sharp, and his acting flawless.
Even Doma couldn't tell he was putting on a performance.
And neither could Shinobu.
She was so furious she wanted to shove Ryuya into a medicinal bath of crushed wisteria flowers. She would absolutely expose his true colors to her sister!
"But Young Master Ryuya, don't you dislike eating women?"
Doma still tried to argue. He truly wanted a taste of Shinobu.
"I'm just picky. The ones you introduced before simply weren't to my taste."
Ryuya grabbed Shinobu's pale arm and bit down firmly.
His sharp teeth pierced her skin. Blood welled up instantly.
Shinobu couldn't help but let out a muffled cry.
"Mmm—!"
Ryuya continued drinking calmly, unaffected.
Among the blood he had tasted, aside from some of unknown origin and that of his beloved disciple Makomo, Shinobu's was the second truly novel flavor.
If Makomo's blood was sweet like honey water, then Shinobu's carried a smooth, milky fragrance—rich and mellow.
It was undeniably delicious.
The taste stirred his hunger, and he took several more mouthfuls.
It had been a long time since he had fed properly. Human food filled the stomach, but to him, it was flavorless—like chewing dirt.
"It hurts so much, you bastard! Let go of me! Stop drinking my blood!"
Tears welled in Shinobu's eyes from the pain.
"Truly excellent," Ryuya murmured as he finally released her arm.
If he had truly intended to, he could have drained her completely.
Not a single drop left.
Doma swallowed hard, staring at the scene and smelling the blood in the air.
"Young Master Ryuya, give me some—"
"No."
Ryuya rejected him immediately.
"Doma, I'm not even full yet, so stop fantasizing. There's none for you."
Why was he so stingy?!
Doma had once thought of taking Ryuya to enjoy countless delicacies. Now that thought had completely vanished.
This man hadn't tasted proper "meat" in years. His appetite was terrifyingly intense.
He even suspected Shinobu might not be enough to satisfy him.
Ryuya leaned close to Shinobu's ear again, his voice low and teasing.
"Sister Shinobu, your blood is truly delicious. I think I've grown fond of it. Be good and let me eat you properly, alright… hmm?"
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