After being kicked out of Gavial's room in a fit of embarrassed rage, Steven cheerfully strolled back to his own room.
He had been busy all day—it was finally ti to relax.
"Today was another fun-filled day. Hope tomorrow brings even more entertainnt."
After another shower, he flopped onto his bed, closed his eyes, and drifted off almost instantly.
A minecrafter had always had the unique ability to fall asleep instantly the mont their head hit the pillow, and then waking up precisely at 6 a.m. without fail.
And Steven was no exception—he had never experienced insomnia in his life.
His consciousness faded fast.
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If everything went according to plan, he would wake up at 6 a.m. as usual.
However, this was Rhodes Island, and expecting nothing to go wrong here was... unlikely.
So, instead of waking up at 6 AM, Steven's eyes snapped open suddenly, staring helplessly at a notification in the chatbox at the bottom right corner of his vision:
[You may not rest, there are monsters nearby.]
This wasn't a matter of choice—the damn system simply wouldn't let him sleep.
As his mind caught up, he realized soone was staring at him—a pair of brilliant red eyes, glowing like gemstones in the darkness.
Long elf-like ears and white hair—for a brief, drowsy mont, Steven almost mistook her for his adopted daughter.
But obviously, his daughter wasn't… this flat.
And Gladiia definitely didn't have those sharp little vampire fangs.
"I think you should be grateful that I don't have a bad temper when I wake up. Also, if you really are here to rape , I can pretend to still be asleep. Want to continue?"
Steven's deadpan remark shattered the awkwardness of their silent stare-off.
But for Warfarin, it just made things even more awkward.
'How the hell does this guy have such sharp instincts?'
When she had checked from outside, he had been sleeping like a corpse—yet the mont she got close, he instantly woke up?
And what the hell did he an by "rape"?
Did she look like so desperate woman who would sneak into his room in the middle of the night?!
"If I said yes, would you cooperate with what I'm about to do next?"
After a mont's thought, Warfarin blinked her glowing eyes and flashed him a fake, overly sweet smile.
"Honestly? Probably not. I prefer girls with bigger breasts, not ones that are indistinguishable from children. If I go along with this, I feel like I'd be the one who gets arrested and sent to jail."
Steven shook his head in disappointnt.
Sure, the girl in front of him had that mature charm that only ca with age, but in terms of appearance, she still looked like a kid.
People could argue all day about her being a legal loli, but that was for the judges to decide—not him.
Even if he liked this type of character, actually going through with it?
Yeah, no.
"Oof. That really stings."
Warfarin clutched her chest as if mortally wounded.
"Do you have any idea how much psychological damage it causes a mature girl when you imply that her figure is that of a child?"
With no one else around, she seed way more relaxed than usual.
Steven couldn't help but notice the change.
Sotis, she even felt a bit like him—just as mischievous.
"Hey, it's not like I slapped you or anything. I'm just stating facts. Sotis, facing reality head-on is less painful than dragging it out like a slow knife. Give it up—you're just flat-chested."
Steven didn't mind joking around with her.
In fact, having soone to banter with like this was pretty fun.
"This isn't just cruel anymore—this is verbal abuse! No, I can't take it! My heart hurts so much! Unless you hand over at least ten liters of blood, I don't think I'll be able to walk out of this room alive!"
Still clutching her chest dramatically, Warfarin's acting was so flawless that even Steven had to admit she was better at this than he was.
So won just had a natural talent for this kind of thing—he had to give credit where it was due.
"Ten liters of blood? You'd have to drain completely dry for that. What do you think I am, a mobile blood bank?"
Then again… with regeneration potions and healing elixirs, maybe he could be considered one.
"So, Miss Warfarin, the reason for your night raid is to suck my blood? Are you actually a vampire?"
Steven didn't follow up on her lodramatic plea—it was obvious that she was just ssing around, much like him.
"How could you say that?!"
Warfarin feigned offense, though her tone remained completely nonchalant.
"This is rely a necessary blood sample for dical purposes. It just so happens that you were asleep when I arrived. And it just so happens that I didn't have the right tools on hand. And it just so happens that, as a Vampire Sarkaz, I conveniently have fangs designed for extracting blood."
She had casually dropped three 'just so happens' into her sentence—yet there was not a trace of sha in her expression.
Her ability to bullshit on the fly was almost on par with Steven's.
"And then it just so happens that I woke up, huh?"
Steven chuckled and sat up, still holding her gaze.
Since he was already awake, and with this situation being what it was, going back to sleep was out of the question.
Might as well chat with her a little longer.
It wasn't like he was short on ti for talking to people.
"You're right. So… will you cooperate with my work? You don't have to give ten liters, just a few milliliters will do. If that's too much trouble… even letting have a taste would be fine."
Warfarin licked her lips playfully, her crimson eyes narrowing as she awaited his answer.
She had realized earlier in the day that going all out with her conversations worked best with Steven—it made gaining his favor easier, and it was more fun for her too.
"Yeah, no. I'm anemic. How about you try sothing else? You know that saying—'The blood is not the only thing you can suck—'"
Steven paused mid-sentence, his eyes flickering to the sharp fangs peeking out from her lips.
In the end, he dropped the joke entirely.
It wasn't that he was embarrassed—he just wasn't about to risk his future fatherhood over it.
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