Vampire Knight Harem Delusion

It's like going back to that day.

The bright flames rendered the tranquility at this moment, the warm flames licked the cold hands and feet, and the blood-stained blade was not far from the feet.

Staring blankly at the reddish outline of the moon outside the window, it looks as delicate and charming as a girl's thin lips.

Just staring blankly like that, until being engulfed by scorching flames.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhui Shengling followed her and ran out of the banquet, only to see her in a daze under the tree as if nothing had happened, and then slowly heaved a sigh of relief.

It seems that because the scene just now made her want to suck blood, she didn't want to be in front of Yuuki...that's why she ran out in such a panic.

"..." Gong Yi raised her palm-sized face at 45 degrees, neither bright nor sad, but unbearably pale, making that face that was already a passer-by look even more weird.

What's even more weird is that her pure-blooded eyes are not stained red, but still maintain a deep jet black, but it is the blackness that even the moonlight cannot penetrate.

"What are you doing..." muttered, Zero suddenly noticed that her pupils began to dilate, and the fundus of her eyes was dark and bottomless.

Then, she yelled frantically at the figure with the vague silver silhouette: "Go away! Go away!"

Zero didn't know that she was talking to him with her last rationality.

*Yet?Cone Shengling looked at the girl curled up under the tree in pain "forbearance", his face became paler and paler, and he felt a little sympathy in his heart quite normally.

Maybe it's the same as myself, the desire for blood.

Since he bit her last time, it's her turn this time...

Unaware of the devotion that came out of there, Zhuo Shengling pulled off his tie, approached her with his clothes slightly open, knelt down and grabbed her shoulders to look at her: "This time, I should be able to use blood to cover the ten Let's punch." A tone of discussion.

Seeing his sincere expression, Gong Yi was not in the mood to twitch the corners of her mouth anymore, because even the words she said became trembling: "You, don't come here, I, I don't need you, your blood..."

Her stomach hurt so much, and the bloody smell that existed in her past memory stimulated her brain nerves, and her eyes began to slacken.

"..." The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and then Ling asked in a cold tone: "Then what you need is Yuki's blood?"

Yes... you big headed ghost, who needs blood... what I need is...

Although I really want to refute immediately, but the vocal cords are so weak that I can't make any sound at all.The dumb girl immediately realized that what she was wearing today happened to be clothes that hadn't been washed last week, so she didn't take out the things she went shopping last week. It was just in time to save her life.

She squatted with difficulty, with her pale and bloodless hands trembling, she reached for the pocket of the jacket she hadn't washed in a week...

—How much do you care about that dirty week! =mouth=|||

"……Hey you?"

Seeing her taking out a small box with trembling hands, pouring out two pills and taking them, Zhui Shengling was a little speechless—couldn’t his blood taste like blood lozenges? =mouth=

Because the hands kept shaking when taking the medicine, the "blood lozenges" were also scattered all over the floor.Outburst of sympathy, Cone Shengling took out the small iron box with a gloomy silver light in his jacket pocket, and handed it to her——

"Take this." The boy's voice was soft, full of guilt for misunderstanding her just now.

Gong Yi panted lightly, and waited for the paleness of her face to turn rosy before she glanced at him:

"Go to hell, that's going to make my stomach ache worse."

Has this person ever studied biology? Did he give blood lozenges to a patient with acute gastritis because his nerves were too big for him to jump rope?

"Stomach pain?" Zhui Shengling saw the writing on the small box lying flat in her hand:

Yamazaki Stomach Easy ==|||

This is indeed...

- Now is not the time to advertise! =mouth=

"What the hell are you?" She said she smelled like a vampire, but her instincts were not as familiar as the vampires she was familiar with... She was not a human being, but she was even less like a vampire.

"You..." What is your identity?What is the purpose of approaching Yuki?Why did he feel no malice, and this "slowness" chilled him.

Is he going to trust this person?

Just as he was about to bend down to confront the girl, the gunshot accompanied by the sharp pain on his left shoulder made him stagnate, and then he fell straight down.

The bright red blood splashed on her thin lips and eyebrows, and the sticky feeling hurt every nerve in her body.She stepped on her weak knees and called out to him:

"Hey, are you okay!" Don't die, don't die, don't die... The stomachache started to scream sharply, and Gong Yi's vision began to blur.

The surroundings seemed to be ignited with dark red jumping flames again, and she looked at the black-haired boy who was sleeping peacefully in the depths of dark red in the corner.

No, that's silver hair, it's silver hair!Gong Yi reminded herself not to fall into memories too easily.

But the blood vessels all over her body became stiff, and the pain in her stomach made her curl up... This is what Jiu Lanshu and You Ji saw after hearing the gunshots.

The silver-haired boy stood up with difficulty, covered the bleeding wound on his shoulder with one hand, gritted his teeth and looked at the girl who was curled up again in front of him.

And the girl hugged her head and murmured: "I didn't, it wasn't me, it wasn't...not me..."

By the way, that night, she killed a man. She made him drink soup with sleeping pills, and then accidentally knocked over the candle on the table used to summon the devil.

The fire spread rapidly, but she did not escape, nor did she rescue the boy.

She just stared blankly at the flames engulfing the body, then smiled and waited for death to come.

...at that time, at that time...

She felt the bloody frenzy, the instinct brought from distant times—

kill.