CH 12

Drinking Blood for the First Time

“Where…?”

When Crim woke up… a familiar ceiling entered her view.

“…I’m back.”

It was the detached guest room I stayed in the last few days.

The feeling of being alive. Being here tells her that she managed to win the battle against the demon beast. As for how she arrived here…

It seems that after she fainted someone brought her here. When she tried to get out of the bed…

“Huh!?”

Her feet, which should have arrived on the ground, were still in the air. Her face made a beautiful arc and slammed into the floor.

“What the heck…?”

Wait, something is wrong.

The bed is at about the height of my line of sight, when I’m sitting down. How high was this bed?

Besides, the room seems strangely large. No, rather than having a large room.

She looks down at her hands and feet.

It is true that they were originally small, but not to this degree…

“Wha… What the hell is this!?”

Looking down at her own figure, it seems to have shrunk to the size of about an 8-9 years old kids. Crim let out a scream.

“Then you’re definitely Crim’s daughter, right?” (Bersleid: XD. I died a bit inside. I can’t even be bothered to check the original, to see if he actually said this, I’m leaving it as is.)

“Yes…I’m sorry to bother you…”

“Father, that’s why I told you, this girl is Crim herself.”

Crim’s screams seemed to echo throughout the town, and Ludger and George rushed in immediately.

It seems that the townsfolk came to their aid right after the monster was subdued… They helped George, who was weak, and the mysterious little girl who was lying down nearby, and brought them here. It seems that he brought me here.

“By the way, what’s with this figure, why had the young lady shrunk?”

“Because…”

It’s a natural question.

And although Crim was a bit distraught, she has an idea for the reason behind it.

“I’m sorry for staying quiet about this. I’m a race called ‘Noble Red’… I’m not human.”

Its characteristic is that it can use exclusive magic, by using the blood they ingested.

And… because she used all the blood that she had stored, with the magic “Blaze Blood” during the battle with the demonic beast… for the lack of a better expression, she ran out of gas.

“I cannot maintain my original form without ingesting blood. I am a demon that must receive someone’s blood in order to maintain my original form. If you feel uncomfortable, you can…”

“No, it doesn’t matter!!”

Crim blinked in surprise at George’s sudden yell.

“You still came to help me…!”

George glared at Crim with tears in his eyes, and Rudger stared quietly at him. Before long, Ludger opened his mouth.

“Yes. It doesn’t matter. As George said, you’re my benefactor who helped my children, nothing more, nothing less.” (Bersleid: Judging from the original translation of this sentence, the daughter in the one where I died a bit inside, was not in that meaning, but I’m leaving it that way anyways, because it is just too damn funny.)

“That’s right, you helped me… even you aren’t human… well, I don’t care!”

The two insisted strongly.

Crim’s head went blank for a moment, but… he soon lost her serious expression and relaxed.

“Yeah, thank you both.”

Crim gave the two of them a carefree smile as a thank you.

For some reason, the two of them who were watching it, were in daze for a while… Crim tilted her head, wondering why.

“… Khm. Now then, the next problem is the appearance of the young lady. If you don’t have enough blood, will you return to your previous for, if you drink some?”

“…Perhaps”

I reluctantly affirmed while being a bit distressed in my heart.

“Then, let’s finish it quickly. Is a cup, okay? Or do you need to bite directly?”

“No, no, there are no such restrictions…”

“Then a cup should be fine.”

“Oh, I’ll do it. It’s originally my fault, so please let me thank you.”

Saying that, George cut his own wrist without hesitation so much that she didn’t even have time to stop him, and filled a cup.

She gulps as she sees the crimson liquid poured into the cup.

…Maybe it was the instinct of “Noble Red”, but the bright red liquid, that was slowly filling the cup, looked very delicious.

On the other hand, the trauma when she hurt her childhood friend in the past is revived, and unpleasant sweat gradually trickles down on her forehead.

“Um… but I’m a vegetarian, as I said before…”

“Even so, sister, is it okay for her to stay that way?”

“Ugh”

Crim was at a loss for words. George rushed in to stop the bleeding from his injured wrist with recovery medicine.

—There’s a problem. As expected, with such small limbs, it wouldn’t even be possible to fight.

“So come on, cover your eyes and nose and drink it.”

“Ugh…”

–Let’s get on with it.

Crim made up her mind…as per George’s advice, she closed her eyes, plugged her nose, and drank it all in one gulp…

(Bersleid: I hate pronouns, I hate them for life. Why does English use separate pronouns for males and females. Why??? Why can’t it use gender neutral, like Hungarian. I wouldn’t have to worry about them that way. Anyways I hope you enjoyed this one.)