Chapter 1: Drunken Infidelity

“Hmm?”

Lorevil opened her eyes groggily. Her slowly awakening consciousness merged with her body, and a throbbing headache pulsed through her brain.

‘Oh no, I think I drank too much with my friends yesterday.’

Lorevil remembered calling her friends for a gathering after finishing a job interview. She hadn’t eaten much, and since she couldn’t hold her liquor well, those guys had pressured her into drinking quite a lot.

Lorevil swallowed hard.

There was a faint metallic taste of blood in her mouth, but she didn’t find it unpleasant.

‘Blood? It’s probably just a weird aftertaste from the hangover.’

Although her memory of the night was fragmented, Lorevil vaguely recalled embracing a soft body and carrying it to the bed.

And then…

She had instinctively bitten down and engaged in the most primal act of harmony with her.

‘Did I, a college student who has been single since birth, not only find a job but also lose my virginity and successfully graduate from being a virgin while drunk last night?’

But who was the person who helped her say goodbye to her virginity…

‘It couldn’t have been one of my bros, could it?’ Lorevil felt a sudden chill. In her memory, the soft touch on the bed was definitely that of a girl.

Was it a female guest who had accidentally wandered into the wrong hotel room, or…

Struggling to wake up, Lorevil was desperate to see the girl’s true face.

The quilt slid down, exposing half of her body.

The sensation was wrong.

Lorevil looked down, her gaze falling on her own chest.

There, two soft curves rose prominently. The skin was fair and delicate, completely unlike the physique she was familiar with.

“Ah!”

Lorevil was so startled she nearly squeezed her legs shut.

‘Stay calm, stay calm.’

Lorevil reached up and felt soft, long hair. She pinched her cheek, and the pain was crystal clear.

She was in… a girl’s body?

Lorevil inspected herself further, her expression growing increasingly strange.

Her suspicion was correct.

Everything before her was not a dream. She had turned into a girl and slept with the young woman beside her. This place was likely no longer her original world.

She had transmigrated.

Perhaps Lorevil’s movements were too frantic, because the girl woke up. A fair, slender arm stretched out from the other side of the quilt to prop her up, revealing a back covered by long black hair, followed by a soft waist and hips.

‘She’s a girl too.’ Lorevil breathed a sigh of relief. It was a blessing in the midst of misfortune.

“Uh, hey. You’re awake? I don’t really know what happened, but I’ll take responsibility,” Lorevil said, clearing her throat. Her voice had transformed into a clear, pleasant feminine tone, though it carried a hint of post-drinking hoarseness.

Lorevil didn’t have much experience in such matters and wasn’t sure who was technically at a disadvantage.

They were both girls, but according to her memories, she… seemed to be the assertive one.

Besides, taking responsibility would be for the best. Gaining a girlfriend wasn’t a bad deal. Even though she had become a girl, her sexual orientation hadn’t changed.

Hearing her voice, the girl turned around, facing Lorevil with her charms fully exposed. A refined, pure, and beautiful face like nothing Lorevil had ever seen before came into view.

Under her long black hair, her features were delicate, her lips a touch of red. A small tear mole sat beneath her moist eyes, adding a hint of pitiful charm to her appearance.

For Lorevil, this was a direct critical hit.

The girl perfectly matched Lorevil’s aesthetic preferences from the past twenty years of her life.

“Is that true? Lady Lorevil.”

The girl’s voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of joy.

She seemed touched by Lorevil’s words. Her chest heaved slightly with her breath, but Lorevil didn’t notice that detail.

‘Lady Lorevil?’

Lorevil scratched her head in confusion.

‘Is my name Lorevil?’

The moment that thought surfaced, a flood of foreign memories surged through her mind like a tide, intertwining with her original memories.

As it turned out, the original owner of this body was indeed named Lorevil. She was a Rank 2 Vampire, an elegant descendant of nobility with pure blood and a prestigious status.

The girl before her was a common human named Mahina.

So, the blood-sucking had been real and not an illusion. No wonder her memories contained images of her sucking this girl’s blood, along with the satisfaction of that sweet, warm liquid sliding down her throat.

Lorevil suppressed the mountain of shock in her heart and managed to force a smile.

“Uh, well… my head hurts a bit right now.”

Lorevil busied herself organizing her cluttered memories and failed to notice a black-and-white bar, similar to a video game health bar, floating vividly above Mahina’s head.

More than half of it was filled with black.

“Then let Mahina give you a massage.”

As the girl spoke, the quilt slid off completely. She was naked, her curves fully exposed, yet she seemed entirely unbothered—or perhaps their relationship no longer required such modesty.

Under Lorevil’s surprised gaze, Mahina’s warm fingers touched Lorevil’s temples.

“You have a hangover headache. Mahina’s touch will be very gentle,” the girl said, her eyes fixed intently on Lorevil’s face as if trying to carve her image deep into her memory.

“Mhm.”

At this moment, the girl’s gaze was so intense that it made Lorevil feel inexplicably flustered.

After the girl’s gentle massage significantly eased her headache, Lorevil let out a long sigh of relief.

“Alright, that’s much better.”

Lorevil sat up awkwardly, stopping the girl’s movements. If they continued, the massage might turn into something much more scandalous.

A moment of silence followed.

“Lady Lorevil, do you want to drink… from here?”

Mahina pointed to the bite marks on her neck that had not yet faded, speaking softly.

It seemed Mahina knew that Lorevil had an inexplicable craving for blood; otherwise, Lorevil wouldn’t have suddenly bitten her neck to feed.

“There’s no need.”

Lorevil rejected Mahina’s request without a second thought, not wanting to hurt the girl.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, a suppressed hunger suddenly welled up within her body, catching her off guard.

‘Is this the instinct of a Vampire?’

Lorevil clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms, barely managing to suppress the urge.

Seeing Lorevil’s obvious reaction of rejection, Mahina looked disappointed.

She knew Lorevil was a Vampire, and once the instinct to suck blood arose, it was hard to suppress. Could it be… that Lorevil was getting tired of her?

Mahina’s heart ached. She had nothing now. Her parents were dead, and she was bullied by other female workers at the workshop. It was Lorevil who had helped her during her most difficult time.

Thinking of this, the girl’s pure and beautiful face quickly clouded over with a layer of bleakness, and tears began to flow without warning.

“Mahina? Why are you crying?”

‘What’s going on?’

Lorevil felt a bit like one of those scumbag knights who abandons a woman right after the act. After a brief hesitation, she wiped away Mahina’s tears and pulled her into her arms.

Suddenly…

‘What is that…?’

Lorevil finally focused her attention on the space above Mahina’s head.

The black section of the gauge was slowly increasing.

At the same time, a numbing, eerie chill seeped from the surface of her skin into the depths of Lorevil’s soul. It was as if a voice was telling her that if the bar became completely black, something extremely dangerous would happen.

It was as if the fragile girl in her arms were some kind of terrifying entity.

Just as Lorevil was feeling anxious and unsure of what to do…

*Knock knock knock.*

An abrupt knocking at the door broke the stiff silence of the room.

From outside the door came a respectful female voice that, to Lorevil, sounded like heavenly music: “Lady Lorevil, it is time to depart for your studies at Saint Blood Academy.”

Relevant memories immediately flashed through Lorevil’s mind.

Saint Blood Academy.

It was an academy that descendants of Vampire nobility were required to attend. It was also the most prestigious academy in Saint Blood City.

Many powerful Vampires gathered there as instructors to teach students the laws of the Vampires, spells, and hunting techniques. It was a mandatory path for every young Vampire noble.

“Oh, right. I understand. I’ll be right there.”

Lorevil realized this was an opportunity to escape the current crisis, so she pushed the girl away with a hint of panic and tried to soothe her low mood.

“Mahina, someone is at the door. Get dressed first. We can do the blood-sucking next time; I’m already full.”

“Okay.”

Mahina clearly didn’t want Lorevil to leave, but she nodded obediently nonetheless.

Simultaneously, Lorevil was surprised to see the black bar stop spreading. Immediately after, the inexplicable chill in the depths of her soul vanished.

‘Is it because I promised to suck her blood later that her emotions stabilized?’

An unbelievable theory flashed through Lorevil’s mind.

She didn’t have time to overthink it. She threw her clothes on, covering her alluring body.

After getting dressed, Lorevil took two steps toward the door before pausing.

To further stabilize Mahina, Lorevil chose to return to the bedside and lightly kissed her forehead.

“I’m sorry, Mahina. I have to go to the academy for classes. You should… get some rest.”

“Then please go, Lady Lorevil. Mahina looks forward to our next meeting.”

After being kissed by Lorevil, Mahina’s gloom evaporated instantly.

The mist in the gloomy girl’s eyes cleared, and like a cat being pampered by its master, she wore an expression of immense happiness.

Seeing Mahina’s reaction, Lorevil looked at the bar again.

Just as she had expected, the black section not only stopped spreading but actually receded quite a bit, revealing nearly one-third of white.

‘Black represents danger, and white represents safety.’

As long as she could satisfy the girl’s needs, she would remain in a relatively safe state. That sudden chill earlier had been a warning.

‘It must be related to the girl’s emotions,’ Lorevil thought, her heart trembling as she confirmed her suspicion.

Having figured it out, Lorevil packed her things as if fleeing, stole one last glance at Mahina on the bed, and quickly followed the maid out of the room to board the carriage.