"Please, come inside."
The Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy gestured gracefully toward Kurose Akira, inviting him beneath the skirt woven from her enormous petals.
Akira hesitated in place for a moment.
The Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy stood nearly three and a half meters tall. The voluminous skirt formed by her massive petals resembled a small tent—easily large enough for a single person to enter.
But… why did he have to go inside?
Was there something hidden within?Well—only one way to find out.
"Wait here for a bit. I'll be right back."
"Yes, Guild Master (Master)."
Akira brushed the snow from the hem of his clothes and slowly walked toward the Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy. He bent slightly at the waist and stepped beneath the petal-woven skirt.
The instant he entered, the fairy's petals began to close. Slowly, deliberately, the skirt sealed shut once more, transforming into a tightly closed, enormous purple flower bud.
The moment Akira stepped inside, the sight before him left him stunned.
He had assumed the interior would be cramped and restrictive—but in reality, it was far more spacious than expected. As long as he lowered his head slightly, he didn't have to worry about brushing against the petals at all.
The first thing that entered his field of view was a pair of long, snow-white legs.
Given her height of three and a half meters, legs nearly two meters long were… proportionally reasonable.
Akira instinctively stretched out a hand and compared lengths. To his surprise, her legs were actually longer than his own height in his normal form.
The last time he had seen a figure of such overwhelming scale was the Dark Elf leader—Paslow.
Of course, Paslow had been even larger.
"So… what do I do now?" Akira asked, glancing around.
There was no container in sight—nothing that could be used to collect his blood.
The Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy didn't answer immediately. She fell silent for a brief moment before speaking softly.
"You only need to let your blood drip directly onto my body."
"Directly…?"
Akira frowned slightly, his gaze drifting toward her long, elegant legs.
At the moment, the only part of her body he could physically reach was precisely those legs.
Did she really mean… dripping blood directly onto them?
After thinking it over, he realized there was no alternative.
So he decided to comply.
He lightly cut his palm. Fresh blood welled from the wound, carried by magical force as it hovered above his hand.
The instant the blood flowed, a familiar voice exploded inside his head.
"My blood! My blood! W(Д)W! Brat, are you wasting something priceless?!"
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Hearing the slightly childish tone, Akira immediately realized—the Vampire Progenitor had reverted to her original personality again.
He ignored her entirely and muted the noise.
Then, Akira placed his bloodied hand against the Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy's thigh.
At the moment of contact, he realized the sensation was nothing like human skin. It felt more like touching a flower petal—yet it was still smooth, delicate, and impossibly refined, making it hard to pull away.
The instant his palm made contact, a powerful suction force erupted from her body, locking onto his hand so firmly that he couldn't withdraw it.
At the same time, he felt his blood being drawn out.
The rate wasn't fast—well within his tolerance—but he could clearly see his blood being greedily absorbed by her skin, flowing slowly downward along its smooth surface, tracing breathtakingly beautiful lines.
In just moments, her originally snow-white skin became laced with crimson veins, spreading across her entire thigh like an intricate spiderweb.
"..."
Akira stared, transfixed, at the way the blood spread across her pale skin.
It felt… like watering a flower.
Moreover, the amount of blood being taken wasn't excessive—still comfortably within safe limits.
As time passed, the Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy continued absorbing his blood. Her body gradually shifted from pure white to a deep crimson, like a blossom soaked in blood, radiating a strange and captivating beauty.
"That should be enough… right?" Akira asked, lifting his head uncertainly.
Standing beneath her skirt, all he could see were her long legs—nothing else. There were no other visible structures.
He guessed that this was simply because flower fairies weren't truly human, and their physical structure differed fundamentally.
…At least, that was his guess.
The real reason, of course, was far simpler: her most private areas were delicately concealed by petals, blocking his view entirely.
"His blood…"
Shock flickered across the Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy's face.
She had expected his blood to be rich in vitality—but what she was experiencing far exceeded her expectations.
The life force contained within it was no weaker than the blood of the Icefield Witch who had created her.
"Not enough… I need more!"
She closed her eyes, her waist swaying gently. Her movements grew increasingly urgent, as though she were desperately craving more of Akira's blood—more life magic to nourish her injured body.
Naturally, Akira noticed something was off.
He looked down at his hand pressed against her thigh—only to realize it was moving on its own. His palm slid slowly across her skin, caressing every inch as though admiring a priceless work of art.
Her jade-like feet, smooth and lustrous as pearls, were even gently kneaded by him—he couldn't pull his hands away at all.
What the hell is going on?
Confusion surfaced on Akira's face. The only explanation he could come up with was that the Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy desperately wanted his blood to nourish every inch of her body.
Fortunately, that wasn't a problem for him. His blood wasn't being drained too quickly—everything was still under control.
The only thing that bothered him was that his other hand felt oddly… idle.
During that brief moment of thought, his gaze drifted—almost involuntarily—toward her other leg.
If he could speed things up, that would be ideal. He didn't want Ivsha and the others waiting out there in the freezing wind for too long.
So, without hesitation, Akira used magic to open a cut in his other palm and gently pressed it against her skin as well.
The moment both hands began "watering" her simultaneously, an overwhelming surge of life force spread through every single petal of her body.
"Mmm~!"
The Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy shuddered as life magic coursed through her soul like blazing fire.
The originally white-violet flower bud was now tinged with a faint crimson under the heat of that vitality.
As the life force poured in, the massive flower bud began to sway violently.
Outside, the movement quickly drew the others' attention.
"What's going on in there?" Alice asked, unable to suppress her curiosity. "That thing isn't doing anything inappropriate to Master, right?"
Loserine sat calmly on the snow and replied in a cool tone, "There's only ever a chance of the Guild Master bullying others."
Ivsha walked up to the giant flower bud and lightly touched it with her fingertip, a seductive smile curling at her lips."Relax. Mr. Akira isn't that fragile."
Meanwhile—inside the bud.
Akira's blood had completely stained both of the Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy's long legs. White, purple, and crimson intertwined, forming a dazzling, intoxicating palette.
But—
"Not enough! Still far from enough!"
The Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy covered her cheeks. The cold detachment once present in her eyes was gone, replaced by naked hunger for Akira's life force.
What she wanted… was far more than this.
Smack—
"What—?!"
Before Akira could react, countless petals wrapped tightly around his body. His hands were forcibly pulled away from her skin.
The surroundings shifted rapidly. The petal skirt fell away layer by layer, and the Violet Snow Ice Emperor Flower Fairy's flawless form was revealed completely before him.
At last, Akira could see the unique structure of a flower fairy.
Her body was like the most delicate petals, yet also like the finest jade. Her most private places were lightly concealed by small petals—hidden just enough to amplify the sense of mystery and temptation.
"Give me all of your life force."
She cupped Akira's face in her hands, her eyes burning with desire. Her voice dropped to a whisper.
"Offer it all to me. I'm willing to exchange everything I have. I crave your life magic—to heal my wounded body!"
"Calm down first!" Akira tried to snap her back to reason.
But before he could finish speaking, a system prompt abruptly appeared before his eyes:
[Additional Task Reward: A personal item of the Icefield Witch!]
"Huh?"
"Come."