Four years passed in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Krul was standing before the throne, her expression somewhat angry.
"I say, Luke."
"What's wrong?"
Luke looked toward Krul.
Krul suppressed her anger, saying each word deliberately.
"Get. Down. From. There!"
Luke was sitting on the five or six-meter-high backrest of the throne, leisurely reading a manga.
The current Luke had a tall and straight stature with well-defined features. His captivating purple eyes were mesmerizing, and wearing a custom purple-black combat suit made him look exceptionally handsome.
"Doesn't this not affect your sitting? Sitting on the backrest actually hurts my butt; I only did it because I was afraid of taking your seat."
Luke said these words with a face full of sincerity.
Krul clenched her fists, on the verge of an explosion.
Seeing that he had teased her enough, Luke jumped down from the backrest, landed in front of Krul, and said with squinted eyes and a smile.
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
Krul threw a punch toward Luke's stomach, but Luke was no longer the person he used to be; he avoided the strike with just a side-step.
Luke grabbed Krul's arm before she could pull it back.
Krul exerted force several times, but she only managed to make Luke wobble slightly. She still couldn't pull her arm back, and her face remained expressionless.
"Let go."
"I won't. You're going to hit me."
Krul revealed a smile and then said,
"Do you think I won't hit you if you don't let go?"
Luke sensed a sound coming from behind him. Before he could turn his head, he released Krul's hand.
After dodging Krul's kick, Luke raised both hands and said helplessly.
"I surrender, I surrender."
Krul gave him a fierce glare, let out a light huff, and stopped bothering with Luke as she sat back on the throne.
This kind of bickering and minor fighting happened from time to time over the past four years. At the beginning, Luke was repeatedly defeated, but later, the two sides began to trade blows evenly. Recently, Luke had developed quickly and was already 1.75 meters tall; Krul felt she could no longer easily handle this brat.
Krul felt a bit depressed. Looking at Luke beside her, she licked her lips.
Upon seeing this, Luke subconsciously covered his wrist.
"Your Highness Krul, are you craving it again?"
Krul stared at him without speaking.
Luke sighed and handed over his hand.
After becoming a Vampire, the attraction on Luke's body had disappeared. Initially, Krul was worried the taste of his blood would worsen, but after tasting it, she found the flavor even more delicious.
And the most important point was that it no longer made her drunk; instead, it was somewhat refreshing!
This led Krul to drink without restraint at first, practically starting to drink Luke's blood like water.
However, the prerequisite for Luke to provide blood was that he had to drink Krul's blood to replenish his energy.
Only after this did Krul restrain herself.
Krul opened her mouth and bit into Luke's forearm.
Luke took the opportunity to ask.
"Speaking of which, Your Highness Krul, can I join the Defense Force now? Staying underground all the time, I'm about to grow moldy."
Krul was drinking vigorously. Hearing Luke's words, she looked up at him, then closed her eyes to sniff, and said.
"It smells quite nice, not moldy."
Is that the point?!
"I... mmm... mmm..."
Krul impatiently covered Luke's mouth with her hand.
"Don't interrupt my meal!"
After a while, Krul revealed a satisfied smile and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
"I understand. Go find Lacus and René. Have them take you along the next time they go out to occupy human territory."
Luke nodded.
"Is there anything else?"
Seeing that Luke was still staring at her with no intention of leaving, Krul asked in confusion.
"I'm hungry."
Luke was very sincere, but Krul was a bit puzzled.
"Didn't I give you two days' worth yesterday?"
"Uh... that... I drank it all. I have nothing to drink today."
Krul shook her head helplessly, holding her forehead.
"I really can't do anything with you."
She was just about to reach for a test tube when Luke leaned in front of her, grabbed both her hands, and pinned her to the seat.
"You... what are you doing?!"
"It's too unfair that you're always the one drinking from me, Your Highness Krul. Occasionally, I also want to drink the original."
After saying that, Luke revealed his fangs with a mischievous grin and bit into Krul's smooth, white neck.
Krul let out a soft moan, her face filled with shock. She really hadn't expected Luke to be so bold.
She tried to struggle, but as her blood was being sucked, her whole body went limp, and she lost the strength to resist.
Half an hour later.
Luke, rubbing his face which bore a handprint, arrived at the human residential area. Although he had been slapped, he was in a very good mood.
"Is this what it feels like to kiss a girl's neck? Not bad at all!"
Krul's slap was very forceful; even with a Vampire's recovery speed, it took over ten minutes for the mark to fade.
Finally waiting for the handprint to disappear, Luke opened the door to Mika's residence and walked in.
"Mika, I'm here!"
Footsteps came from the attic, and Mika ran down from upstairs.
The two hugged and chatted about their recent situations. Luke then explained the purpose of his visit.
"Mika, I can go out now. Is there anything you want to say to Akane and the others? If I see them, I'll pass it on for you."
"Really?! That's great... but... if you see them, just say I'm dead. Otherwise, that idiot Yuu will definitely come back and throw his life away."
Although Mika missed everyone dearly, he didn't want them to take risks for him. Seeing that Mika's emotions were about right, Luke said mysteriously.
"Actually, I have a way for you to meet again."
Mika looked at Luke excitedly.
"What way?!"
Luke pulled a test tube from his bosom, filled with bright red liquid.
Eh? Why is there so much? Did Your Highness Krul give this much? Maybe I remembered wrong.
"This is?"
"Krul's blood. Drink it, and you can become a Vampire and go out with me."
This was originally Luke's portion for today, but since he had already had a 'buffet,' this tube was left for Mika.
Mika was somewhat conflicted.
"This... everyone will hate me, right..."
"Mika, did you forget what you told me before? Regardless of race, we are all family forever, aren't we?"
"But... the Vampires killed so many..."
Luke spoke with earnestness.
"That's a conflict between Vampires and humans. We only need to care if our family is safe!"
Luke secretly used his Deterrence skill to bluff Mika.
Mika's judgment was consequently affected.
"Drink it, and I can go see everyone..."
Luke knew when to stop; acting any further would seem too abnormal.
"I'm leaving now. If you're willing, drink it. If not, then forget it. I'll tell everyone the news that you're dead."
After saying that, Luke left, leaving Mika alone in the room to struggle with the decision.
Unlike the original story, Mika's family was all still alive, so his hatred for Vampires wasn't that deep. Clearly, the attraction of seeing everyone again was greater.
After long consideration, Mika's gaze gradually became firm.
"Yuu, wait for me..."
Mika ultimately picked up the test tube and, enduring the physiological repulsion toward blood, drank it all in one gulp.
Thus, although four years late, Vampire Mika had arrived at last!
And it was the Gentle Mika from before his corruption!
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