Chapter 167 – Flowers in the Snow (3)
It’s a surprise.
I was quite taken aback by Sitri’s nonsensical voice, but my sister went beyond that level and shuddered and shouted almost like a game.
“Whoever, whoever, whoever, this filthy bitch… !”
The tip of the spear points toward Sitri. Her face was troubled, and she glanced back at me, but since she had no particular reason for me to help her—I was intrigued by the fact that she was her virgin, but apart from that—she glanced at me. Stepped back.
“Ah…」
Sitri, who received her sister’s hostile gaze, only laughed awkwardly with a look of trouble.
By the way, Sitry… I didn’t expect that Savnak would summon a high-ranking archevil in exchange for his own immortality.
At least for now, should I consider it fortunate that Sitri was summoned, who has no hostility towards us?
“Scarlett! Come on over here!”
My sister shouted angrily. The sharp aura on the tip of the spear emitted an ominous light. I shrugged my shoulders and moved to my sister’s side in the shadows.
「Huh…」
Meaningful voice. Sitri’s eyes came out and stared alternately at her sister.
“Two people. It doesn’t seem like a normal relationship.”
Also quick to notice.
A blush appeared on my sister’s cheeks. A blush that appeared vividly on the pale skin. Whoever looked at it, it looked as if it had been stabbed by Sitri’s words.
“Great. I also learned a fun fact… Shall we just leave today?”
Sitri, who had deliberately maintained a hostile attitude all along, noticed that I was reluctant to engage in a decisive battle here, and was the first to bite.
If we fight head-on, I don’t think we’ll lose.
Conversely, it will not be an easy fight. Excluding the sister who could do her part in the fierce battle, there would be many casualties simply from the aftermath of the fight.
Likewise, Sitri didn’t seem to want to fight me.
Is it because of her strange liking for me, or because she has no intention of fighting to the point of perishing?
Probably both.
Thanks to that, while the shadows shook and were wary, Sitri also gradually lost momentum as he hinted that he had no will to fight.
“…”
Through the situation, my sister pouted her lips in displeasure when she quickly realized that there was an unspoken transaction between me and Sitri.
“Then goodbye.”
Sitri opened the transfer door and moved slowly. As a result of tracking beyond the door through 「Clairvoyance」, The fortress of Nosferatu was seen.
Are you going there too? As expected, I canceled [Clairvoyance].
“Sister.”
“Joy.”
“… What’s the matter.”
“I’ll tell Iris everything.”
“What?”
“That you did helllele to the devil.”
When did I do that
Well, just because she’s a virgin doesn’t mean she didn’t notice.
“I didn’t.”
“I did! Just glance at her breasts too!”
It was a fabrication.
“Besides, what? It’s the devil! Just let it go!”
“I didn’t just send them.”
“… That, is it?”
My older sister, who had been beating her chest in protest, lost her temper slightly. It’s nice to see the swaying, but putting aside my wish that I wouldn’t want to do it in front of others, I spread my palms.
Vivid pink traces of magical power.
The blatant traces that Citri left behind. And at the same time, the prohibition I put in place to prevent her going to Nosferatu to do nonsense.
Before.
When he stormed into the battlefield and grabbed Sitri’s back. I tried to seize Sitri’s ‘territory’, which had been dominating the area, with my ‘territory’.
The result is half and half.
“Then…”
“Instead, I’ll have to conserve my strength for the time being.”
Sitri cannot accumulate more power than it has descended into this world. Likewise, it is also impossible to call one’s own corps from the demon realm.
Instead, I also had to constantly consume my mana to suppress Sitri’s power.
Even now, my brand—a red bat—would be engraved on Sitri’s back.
“Are you okay though? If it’s Nosferatus…”
“Well. If it’s them, maybe Sitri really doesn’t want to fight me very much.”
“… I don’t like it!”
It was obvious that my sister wouldn’t like it, so I deliberately kept quiet, but deep down I was convinced that Sitri had no intention of fighting me.
─Whoops. If my traces remain on you, that might be fine.
The whole story of her secretly passed on only to me.
On top of that, the attitude that seems to openly allow the stigmatization of oneself while subtly losing to me during the territorial battle.
‘Was Citri originally this kind of a woman?’
Even after thinking about it, the answer didn’t come. There was no need for her to wrap her head around conclusions that would not come from thinking about it alone.
Because I had someone to talk to.
“… So.”
“Huh.”
“Sitri likes me, what should I do, is she asking me the same thing, and you?”
“That’s too much of a leap.”
“That’s it!”
Bang bang! My sister hit the table violently. The sick elemental sage, perhaps because he ate so well these days, the tabletop was about to collapse.
Should I get something a little stronger later?
“Whoa, whoa. What is it anyway? Are you sick of Sitri acting like a nice bitch?”
“Should I feel embarrassed? Just, hmm… I want to know what has changed.”
“Ah… I don’t know either. Are you a high-ranking bloodgwi? You don’t appear in the original work, and Leticia appears as a villain, so how do I know if Sitri is the same bitch or what has changed?”
“How about in the original?”
“How are you? What a bad year Kill, burn.”
“Was she a non-virgin?”
“Is that important, Shivalum?”
It is a matter of great importance.
It’s not because I’m black. If the innocence lost in the original work is somehow maintained in this world line, it is possible that Sitri has become a very different person from the original.
“I don’t know, bitch. How am I supposed to know if she’s a non-virgin or a virgin?”
“Hmm.”
“Look at how gloomy it is. Be honest. Uh? Are you a little crazy? Are you crazy?”
“No.”
“Write. … No but what What if it’s different from the original? Will you save me?”
Actually.
I don’t have any ill feelings towards the devil. Just because they are faithful servants of the Demon King. And since I know that the demon king will one day destroy this world and kill all my precious people, naturally, I just hate his henchman, the devil, as well.
The sins they committed?
To be honest.
‘I’m sure it’s good, but.’
First.
When I woke up to ‘Scarlett Chepesch’. That is to say, even when I woke up in Chepesche’s mansion after losing all my memories of over a hundred years, my moral sense was still based on my previous life.
At that time, it would have been different. He must have been angry and despised for the sins the devil had committed.
“… Hey, are you okay?”
“Ugh.”
My older sister reached out to me with a worried face. Long, white fingers ran through my bangs. I smiled softly and accepted my sister’s hand.
Okay. If it was then
It’s different now. Even if I lost my memory, the time of about 130 years was melted into my body as an experience. In the first place, no matter what my moral standards in my previous life were, I was the one who didn’t feel upset inside after committing my first murder.
“Are you fine. I’m a bit tired.”
“It’s hard to be tired of Jinjo. What’s wrong?”
“Sure.”
He hugged his sister by the shoulder. As if taken aback by the sudden embrace, my sister stiffened up, then relaxed and leaned her chin on my shoulder.
“What…”
“It’s good.”
Okay. You are good my sister muttered. I smiled deliberately as if I heard it and poked my sister in the shoulder with my fangs. “Kyaaak…” A high-pitched, cute scream.
Dripping drops of blood. The blood that flowed out didn’t fall down, it rode up on my tongue and passed down my throat.
“Ugh, huh… What…”
A weak voice, as if grunting. She gently brushed her long hair and brushed the exposed skin with her tongue, whispering lowly.
“It’s just that it sucks.”
“Crazy dog kinky mosquito mosquito…”
I laughed. As my sister said, I was a vampire. A non-human vampire. An aristocrat in the shadows who rules the night.
Their king.
Great Jinjo…
“Hey, hand, where do you put your hand…”
“Into your clothes.”
“Then why!”
My sister’s hand tries to push my arm down. Although her strength was strong for a spirit, her resistance was easily overpowered and provided me with milky, soft breasts.
The size was a bit small.
“Fuck…”
The little grumbling woman’s swearing was strong. It was. This woman was my precious one. She had people who were precious to her as well as to me. They were my lovers
“All I need is you, what…”
“Ugh, what, what.”
My sister asked if I had muttered involuntarily, even though she was sick, but instead of answering, I refrained from answering by driving her fangs back.
The demon king wants to destroy the world. That’s why the Demon King is my enemy. Because it ruins my happiness.
The devil is the henchman of such a demon king. So naturally they are my enemies. However, what if there is a devil who is the devil’s servant but has no intention of following the devil’s will?
When I thought about that, I naturally thought of Iris going wild all the way. The holy sword in her hand must have gone mad.
Holy sword. It’s a holy sword…
“Ahh, yes, ah, don’t do that…”
“He is extremely sensitive to small subjects.”
“Give it up… !”
I muttered in my heart, coveting the tender body of my older sister who was pleading with a feverish voice.
In the first place, why did the goddess choose me as her substitute?
Why is it Scarlett?
Why was she reincarnated?
“Heh, heh. Hey, it’s a dog. …”
“Huh.”
“Since before, I’ve been thinking about other things… ? If that’s the case, get off… !”
“…”
What.
“Sorry. I will focus from now on.”
First of all, should we focus on appeasing the upset sister?
