"Come to think of it, I haven't properly thanked you yet," Xueluo muttered quietly to herself as she walked down the corridor.

"Oh, so you finally remembered," Guya's voice in her mind replied, blunt as ever.

"I thought you were the type who never shows gratitude."

"I don't know why, but I really want to hit you right now."

After that quiet mutter, Xueluo slightly turned her head. Confirming no one was nearby, she continued, "But speaking of which—was it you who Embraced Irina?"

"Ah, to stop you, you beast, from devouring your own sister. I had to put in some effort."

Just as Xueluo thought Guya's words sounded lewd, Guya sighed softly and added, "But even with your family's inherited pervert genes, blood is still blood."

"Huh?"

"It means 'thanks for the meal'."

"No thanks. But please, don't say that."

Guya chuckled after Xueluo's reply. After a brief pause, she went on, "By the way—you've been wondering what kind of vampire your sister is now, right?"

Without waiting for an answer, Guya continued, "Honestly, she might not be a fourth-generation vampire. She could be something between third and fourth generation..."

"So? What level is she exactly?"

"It means she has vampire bloodline but still retains some magic. Thanks to your incomplete bloodline."

Still has magic, huh... Xueluo muttered inwardly, taking a slight breath.

That's actually good. If Irina has magic...

Xueluo reached the door Rosalie had pointed out. She slowly pushed it open.

"Irina, I'm coming in—"

But before she finished, she saw the bed was empty.

Huh? Wasn't she supposed to be here?

Just as Xueluo wondered if she had the wrong room—

"Contractor! Above your head!"

?

The moment Xueluo looked up, she spotted Irina clinging to the wall. Her eyes glowed blood-red, looking slightly off.

Xueluo didn't think much of it.

"Huh? What are you doing, Irina?"

"Contractor!"

The instant Guya shouted, Irina leaped down. With a thud, she pinned Xueluo to the ground.

"Your sister's entered a bloodthirsty state!"

Huh?

Before Xueluo could react, Irina opened her mouth wide and bit down on Xueluo's neck with a snap.

"Mmph!"

It didn't hurt much—just a cold slide into her flesh. But in every way, it felt strangely intense.

"Your sister just turned vampire and craves blood. Without me to suppress it, she enters this state. Your Half Vampire blood barely satisfies her thirst. Vampires can't drink from each other, remember."

As Guya spoke, Irina breathed heavily, clinging tightly to Xueluo's waist. Her hands lightly caressed Xueluo's back.

This is bad... Xueluo muttered under her breath, her face gradually flushing red.

It feels a bit good, what to do...

Like drowning in alcohol, Xueluo grew dizzy. She lost focus, letting Irina's sweet body cling to her. Irina rubbed against her like a kitten, hands roaming everywhere, making Xueluo tingle all over.

"Well, just hang in there," Guya said carelessly. "She'll let go once satisfied. Though... I don't think you mind that much."

"That's why I said—don't phrase it so lewdly!"