[Seraphim of the End]Ajura Maru Motoki

Staring blankly at the empty glass and medical box handed over by the other party, Arthura admitted that he was at a loss for a moment.He obviously forced him to make a choice with his words before, so why is he dawdling now?And that medical box...

"Stretch out your hand." Shuerza bowed his head, as if he was focused on opening the medical box, but his tone carried the majesty of an insoluble refusal.That's right, even if they look gentle on the outside, they are all blood clans wandering in the center of power.

He stretched out his arm and let the other party pull his hand over.Watching the other party wipe his wrist with a pure white cotton ball soaked in alcohol, the coldness of his wrist made him move uncomfortably.

"Don't worry, as I said, it will be soon." He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Arthura, picked up the silver shiny knife and gestured distressedly at Arthura's wrist, "Let me think about it." Thinking...where should I open my mouth?" The other party's gentle words made Arthur's hair stand on end, he resisted the urge to pull his hand away from the other party, he pouted his lips as if hiding his fear, sucking blood sucks blood Why do you have to behave like you want to tear him apart?

At the moment when he was in a trance, the sharp blade cut through the skin and punctured the blood vessels, and a shallow wound was opened and closed several times, like a baby's mouth. The walls of the cup slipped off.

As time passed by, Shuerza didn't seem to be in a hurry. He supported his head with one hand, and his eyes moved with each drop of blood, as if he was watching a piece of art.

"Why, isn't it faster to suck blood directly?" Facing Asera's doubts, Shuerza gently shook his finger and smiled politely, "I don't really like contact with strangers."

"To put it simply, isn't it just a clean freak? Brother?"

It came from the door with the clear and clear voice unique to teenagers.Arthura hardly had to look back to know that this rambunctious voice must not belong to a human being.

The red-haired boy walked in with his chin raised, a serious black suit draped over him, without any sense of disobedience.Behind the boy was a girl, her flaxen hair was combed neatly, her skin was rosy, which is rare here, and her satin skirt was tightly wrapped around her body, outlining her slightly developed figure, but her flaxen color The round ears in the hair revealed her identity.Humanity?

Arthur looked at the girl in front of her in disbelief, as if she felt Arthur's gaze, the girl smiled shyly at Arthur, then lowered her head, obediently following behind the red-haired boy, Like an animal waiting to be inspected.

"Noah, I heard that you have a new pet. Could it be this little girl?" With slightly raised eyebrows, Shuerza pointedly glanced at the girl who was almost dressed like a doll, and smiled playfully.

"Her name is Cynthia." The red-haired boy added lightly, but he did not deny that the girl was called a pet.

"Oh, yes." Shuerza smiled casually and without sincerity, "What was your last pet's name? Xindongya or Xixinya?" Noticing the faintly trembling shoulders of the girl, he suddenly stood up, Walked up to the red-haired boy and patted him on the shoulder, and Arthura was afraid that the precious blood would be wasted, so she could only follow in Shuerza's footsteps, making sure that every drop of her own blood dripped accurately into the cup in Shuerza's hand inside.

"As a brother, Noah Wright, I have to remind you that it's only a matter of time before you get AIDS." Shuerza leaned closer to the red-haired boy's ear and lowered his voice, but there was no warmth in the voice, Yes, just sarcasm and schadenfreude.

"Really? It's really vicious, brother." He roughly pulled the girl who shrank aside, and pierced the other's neck with his sharp fangs. He looked satisfied and didn't care about the blood slipping from the corners of the light-colored lips. The girl's plain clothes were stained red, and he tilted his head slightly. Only the 13-year-old childish face was stained with blood, and there was an indescribable strangeness, "Compared to me, doesn't the brother who has a cleanliness look more indecent?" Raising your chin, "You who are so cowardly among human beings, what right do you have to be above me?"

"Shut up, Noah." There seemed to be signs of anger, Shuerza looked coldly at the young man who looked like a ball of flammable material, "I am your brother, the manager of the blood clan, not your emotional garbage Bucket!" What responded to him was a chuckle from the young man, and the young man grabbed the shoulder of the unsure girl and walked out slowly, "That lovely child over there, if you are abandoned by my terrible elder brother , you can come to me!" He tilted his head slightly, and grinned at Arthura, "I am much more tolerant than him~" Then, he walked away with his head held high, just like when he arrived.A young man like a storm comes and goes suddenly, without restraint.

Looking at Shuerza's gloomy eyes, Asera is also self-aware, so naturally he won't ask about the previous matter, anyway, he and Shuerza, and Shuerza's younger brother - the boy named Noah, even had a relationship with Shuerza The whole blood family has nothing to do with it, he only cares about what he can get from it.Lowering her eyes, Asura stood quietly beside Shuerza, listening to the sound of blood dripping into the cup.

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