Chapter 71

Chapter 71

Everyone Else is a Regressor (71)

She opened her eyes.

Then she closed them and then opened them again.

She thought it was dark because it was night, but that wasn't the case.

Carmilla's black eyes filled her vision.

Are you ready to come to me, Lora?

Those enchanting eyes, focusing solely on her, gradually turned red, making it impossible for Lora to even think of escaping.

It felt like touching those ruby-like red eyes would cause them to bleed, and overwhelmed by this, Lora could do nothing but stare at them.

She realized too late that such a gaze was akin to indulgence.

You're not running away. How obedient.

She smiled seductively.

Her hair, a mix of gold and black, softly caressed Lora's neck.

The thought that if mixed with her own hair, it could make a fluffy blanket crossed her mind, a foolish thought indeed.

You've been waiting for me, haven't you? You wanted to become one with me...

She hadn't run away before, simply to protect her brother.

But within the fuzzy, floating sensation, Lora convinced herself that might be the case.

Carmilla leaned in, baring her sharply pointed fangs.

I can't wait to meet you again. Let's become one...

The chilling sensation of her fangs piercing her neck came with a slight pain and a rush of ecstasy, making Lora shudder.

Perhaps being a vampire wouldn't be so bad...

And then she fully woke up.

"......"

An unfamiliar ceiling.

After blankly blinking for a moment, Lora lifted the blanket to check inside.

Relieved, she let the blanket fall and looked up to see her half-brother's face.

Seeing him wearing a complex expression, Lora frowned.

"Brother, I'm disappointed."

"No, it's not like that, Lora."

The half-orc In hurriedly explained.

"You wouldn't wake up, so I came to check on you!"

"Me? But I woke up just now... Ah."

She remembered waking up to Jun's face right in front of her and immediately losing consciousness again.

Recalling that embarrassing moment, she tried to stand up and bang her head against the wall, but In desperately stopped her.

"This is Jun's house! If you break it, it'll be a disaster!"

"Jun's house?!"

Thankfully, Lora calmed down at that. Well, more like she became utterly flustered upon realizing she had slept in his bed, not quite knowing what to do with herself.

Could it be... Jun sleeps in this bed every day?

And I slept in this bed!

"Have you calmed down?"

"Just give me a moment, please...!"

Lora managed to suppress the burgeoning fantasies about KiJun.

Carmilla was far more superior than Lora or anyone could have imagined, evidenced by Lora's new title Bloodline of the Elders (U) which she hadn't noticed amid her numerous concerns.

My race has changed too.

She was now a Hybrid.

Unable to refute the name given her circumstances, Lora was at least grateful she hadn't been stripped of her priesthood.

She tried to act in accordance with her new race's name, struggling to maintain clear thoughts as she got up.

Come to me. We'll be together forever.

Shut up!

Lora, who had just recalled her dream and heard Carmilla's voice in her head, snapped back to reality, remembering this was Jun's house.

I mustn't be swayed, stay calm. There's no need to panic, Mr. Jun will protect me... just like before.

After taking a deep breath, Lora changed into a new set of priestess robes from her inventory.

Then, noticing an exquisite silk pouch by the bed, she hesitated but eventually opened it, realizing intuitively that it was left by Carmilla.

Inside, she found chocolates, which Carmilla often had, even during meals. Lora had wondered if Carmilla and Shadow Stalker, Ruthven, were in a relationship given how they shared chocolates, never guessing they were both vampires.

Ah... this.

Only now did Lora realize these weren't ordinary chocolates but were mixed with blood, likely human, for vampires to consume easily.

Ugh!

Feeling nauseous at the realization, Lora looked at the chocolates with teary eyes, disgusted with herself for wanting to try them, despite knowing people had suffered for their creation.

Eating this chocolate was hypocrisy. Whether she drank blood directly or consumed it in chocolate, the fact that people suffered remained unchanged.

...It's delicious.

Despite knowing this, Lora couldn't resist her vampire instincts and indulged in the chocolates, smiling unknowingly. She forced a neutral expression, finishing a piece and contemplating the rest.

After consuming the blood-mixed chocolate, Lora felt clearer-headed and, despite the guilt and sense of betrayal, felt better and explored the rest of the pouch's contents.

The most striking item was a red dress, not a fluffy evening gown but one cut above the knee, clinging to the body, emphasizing the figureclearly Carmilla's taste. It was unique grade, boosting close combat stats and Blood Power just by wearing it.

This, this perverse woman...!

Torn between ripping the scandalous dress and considering its benefits for her current condition, Lora was conflicted until she found the matching fishnet stockings and garter belt, both unique grade but effective only as a set.

...Shameless.

Her face paled at the sight, and she quickly stashed the garter belt and stockings back into the pouch. Even with their excellent performance, boosting agility and enabling new skills, she couldn't bring herself to wear them, fearing Jun's reaction.

Carmilla...!

Furious at Carmilla for causing her such turmoil, Lora considered confronting her directly.

...I can do it!

She realized she could sense Carmilla's location, perhaps a call to join her. This could help Jun by finding and eliminating the vampire's base before their attack, despite the dangers.

I must tell him, now!

Rushing to the door, Lora hesitated at the sight of a blood-red blade by her bedsideCarmilla's weapon, enhanced with her blood, felt like an extension of her own body.

...I'm not just a priestess anymore.

With newfound vampire strength and Blood Power, she couldn't waste these abilities. Picking up the blade felt right, as if destined.

No, not now.

Shaking off the enthralling feeling, Lora stashed the blade in her inventory and opened the door.

There you are.

KiJun stood there, an awkward smile on his lips, hand raised as if to knock.

How are you feeling?

...Sigh.

Lora!

And Lora fainted again, her last thought on KiJun's smooth neck and the dark impulse from within.

This time, she remembered.

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