Silvia subtly raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.
‘A bloodkin, indeed…’
‘And this ravenous hunger… she must be starving.’
Her gaze shifted from her phone screen to the small loli before her.
Lina’s tiny frame, swathed in a Gothic-style dress, exuded a delicate charm while retaining an undeniable cuteness.
“How adorable~ such a tiny little thing…”
Silvia murmured softly.
After a brief pause for contemplation, she straightened her posture.
A shimmering aura of silver-pink magic flickered around her, emanating the imposing presence of a Special Grade Magical Girl.
She met Lina’s gaze directly.
“Little one, would you like some blood?”
However, upon hearing this, the little girl’s formerly vibrant red eyes widened considerably.
Especially at the word ‘blood’, she instinctively let out a soft hum, her delicate pink lips pouting slightly.
“Could you tell me your name, and your mommy’s name? If you do, you can have blood, enough to fill your tummy, okay?”
Silvia attempted to entice her.
She could discern that the little girl before her seemed rather dim-witted, her expression perpetually on the verge of tears.
“I… I… I’m Lina…”
Lina’s eyes cleared for a fleeting moment, only to quickly revert to their bewildered state.
****
After a while, Silvia, holding Lina’s hand, emerged from the Sip of Time cafe, having failed to ascertain the mother’s name, but she let it go.
Yet, fate seemed to deliberately toy with this poor little creature.
Just as Lina stepped outside, a mass of accumulated snow, long overdue to fall, silently slid from the sloping eaves.
It was about to crash onto Lina’s head, yet she remained utterly oblivious.
However, Silvia merely cast a glance, and the snowdrift instantly melted into a wisp of vapor.
Observing the vapor materialize out of thin air, Lina tilted her head, her face a mask of bewilderment as she looked up at Silvia.
Seeing this, Silvia helplessly pressed a hand to her forehead.
‘How could this little monster loli have no perception whatsoever?’ she wondered.
‘Out maintaining public order in the dead of night, only to stumble upon such a clueless monster girl…’
****
Beneath the falling snow, Silvia stood on the street, calming her mind as she once more scrutinized Lina before her.
The more she looked, the more convinced she became: Lina’s nearly flawless human form, save for her canines, was impeccable – a true bloodkin.
Bloodkin, after all, were descended from bats.
In the Western world, the bloodkin adhered to an absolute, pyramid-shaped ‘Theory of Bloodline’.
Therefore, for such a small child to possess such a high degree of transformation implied an extraordinary lineage.
Silvia mused that Lina might have secretly run away from a prominent family, given her apparent naivety.
Lina’s golden hair was silken, and her red eyes resembled two unpolished yet naturally formed blood-red jewels.
Against the snowy backdrop, they shone with captivating brilliance.
The Gothic-style dress she wore further enhanced her charm, its black lace trim perfectly accentuating her petite and delicate figure.
It was a known fact that within the Iriswing Kingdom, women held absolute dominance.
Appearance and magical power were crucial metrics for evaluating an individual.
Here, exceptional beauty not only garnered favor from others but also served as a passport to a life of quality.
Moreover, intimate affections between women were revered as a pure and beautiful art form—yuri.
This sentiment permeated every corner of the Iriswing Kingdom, becoming an ideal people pursued and celebrated.
Of course, to uphold this ‘unique’ order, the Iriswing Kingdom had enacted stringent laws:
Men were strictly forbidden from setting foot within its borders, be they human males or males of any other race.
Upon discovery, severe punishment awaited them.
Minor offenders would be arrested and imprisoned, left to ponder their ‘transgressions’ behind bars, or exiled to distant, foreign lands.
Those with serious offenses, however, would be summarily executed on the spot or put to death on the execution platform.
Furthermore, thanks to the Iriswing Kingdom’s advanced reproductive sequence—supernatural procreation—even female partners could conceive offspring.
This reproductive sequence transcended the limitations of traditional reproduction, significantly contributing to the kingdom’s prosperity and flourishing.
Consequently, any female of outstanding beauty, whether human or of other races, had the opportunity to apply for legal residency in the Iriswing Kingdom and embark on a new life.
Nevertheless, the world was not always peaceful.
With the widespread use of magic and extraordinary powers traversing the world, where there was light, there was also darkness.
Humans and myriad races mingled, leading to frequent conflicts of interest and ideological differences.
Contradictions, like undercurrents hidden beneath a calm lake, could at any time unleash tumultuous waves.
Moreover, there were invasions by monsters and mimic beasts.
Evil witches also coveted the Iriswing Kingdom’s territory, causing widespread havoc.
Therefore, to safeguard the peace and tranquility of the Iriswing Kingdom, the Magical Girl Association was established.
These Magical Girls, relying on their innate or cultivated magical powers, and their unwavering dedication to love and justice, traversed the city’s streets and alleys, and the hidden corners of its forests.
Under the association’s command, they used their strength to combat evil, fight witches, and protect the prosperity and hope of the Iriswing Kingdom.
Silvia was one such outstanding member among the many Magical Girls.
A Special Grade Magical Girl, codenamed Zhennu Yibai.
****
At this moment, as Silvia looked at the little bloodkin loli before her, her heart was filled with the vigilance of a protector, yet also an involuntary surge of a unique appreciation.
Her mind began to ponder how best to handle this unexpected situation.
With that thought, Silvia retracted the magical glow around her and took a few steps forward, maintaining a safe yet polite distance from Lina.
Her gaze softened as she half-crouched, a friendly smile gracing her lips as she softly said, “Well, if you’re hungry, I can help you…”
Hearing the gentle, reassuring offer from the silver-haired sister before her, Lina blinked her bewildered eyes.
Then, she slowly nodded.
She instinctively put her index finger into her mouth, her two small canines subtly peeking between her cherry-red lips.
Coupled with her pitiful expression, she was so adorable that one couldn’t help but want to cherish her.
****
However, as a university student at Qinghe College, Silvia was well-versed in the habits of various races.
According to bloodkin customs, human bread, coffee, and other pastries could not possibly satisfy Lina’s needs.
What she truly craved was fresh blood.
Recalling the unusual gleam in Lina’s red eyes when she had stared at the customers inside the cafe, Silvia knew that regardless of whether this little bloodkin harbored direct murderous intent, any malice towards innocents, even for a few fleeting moments, meant Silvia had a responsibility to eliminate the potential threat.
After all, behind her boundless magical power lay a weighty responsibility.
With great power came great responsibility; she had to uphold the love and justice in her heart.
With this in mind, Silvia glanced around.
Amidst the swirling snow, there were no pedestrians for the moment.
However, feeding blood on the street would likely cause panic if someone saw it.
Her current identity was sensitive, easily drawing attention—perhaps like zealous fans encountering their true idol.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, Silvia had even used an illusion spell on herself to alter her attire, ensuring ordinary people wouldn’t recognize her at first glance.
“Come~”
Silvia gently extended her arms and embraced Lina.
Lina didn’t resist, softly snuggling into Silvia’s embrace.
But shortly after being picked up, Lina’s nose began to twitch slightly, catching the scent of Silvia’s blood.
Her eyes grew distant, and her hands instinctively wrapped around Silvia’s neck, her eagerness evident.
Seeing this, Silvia shook her head with a helpless smile.
She placed a fingertip against Lina’s red lips.
“Not yet, little one~”
The next moment, Silvia felt a moist warmth and a slight prick of pain on her fingertip.
Lina had actually taken her index finger into her mouth.
Silvia quickly wiggled her finger a few times, pulling it free, and saw the tooth marks on her skin, followed by a thin silver thread of saliva.
She could only sigh helplessly; it seemed this little bloodkin loli was truly famished.
Apparently, seeing the finger that was almost hers being withdrawn, Lina’s eyes welled up with glistening tears, and she opened her small mouth, her tiny hands tugging at Silvia’s collar, looking utterly like a hungry hatchling.
“Good girl, don’t rush, don’t rush. Sister will let you drink soon, okay?”
Silvia quickly patted Lina’s back to soothe her.
Once she had a firm hold, a faint silver magical aura surged around her.
With the surge of magic, an elemental spell, Wind Walk, was activated.
The two of them ascended into the air.
In a blink, their figures vanished into the swirling snow curtain, leaving behind only a trail of footprints outside the Sip of Time cafe, gradually buried by snowflakes, bearing witness to their encounter.
****
Before long, Silvia and Lina descended into a secluded courtyard.
This was one of the strongholds allocated to her by the Magical Girl Association, a privilege she enjoyed. She possessed several such properties, but this particular one was her primary residence.
The courtyard was blanketed in thick snow, with a few branches of red plum blossoms breaking through the white, swaying in the biting cold wind.
Silvia carried Lina into the house and gently placed her on a soft sofa.
As soon as Lina touched the sofa, she began to squirm restlessly, her red eyes fixed intently on Silvia’s neck, a subtle growl emanating from her throat.
This was a clear signal of her desperate craving to feed.
Seeing this, Silvia put her hands on her hips.
‘It seems feeding her blood is inevitable… just how starved is this child?’ she thought.
But before that, Silvia decided to playfully tease this naive monster loli. Since no one else was around, she could indulge herself.
‘You want blood? Then provide some emotional value first.’
With that thought, Silvia gently poked Lina’s shoulder, deliberately drawing out her words: “Little Lina, I, your sister, have thought of a few super fun ways to ‘take care’ of you~”
“The first one…”
As she spoke, Silvia’s eyes narrowed, and she adopted a fierce expression.
“Is to simply eliminate you, this little monster, once and for all~ so much less trouble…”
She gestured with her hand as if to grab Lina, then couldn’t help but giggle softly.
She even theatrically made a throat-slitting motion.
Upon hearing this, Lina’s already pale face grew even whiter, her body trembling slightly.
She swallowed hard, instinctively shrinking back.
She looked at Silvia timidly, her lips moving, but no sound emerged.
Then, she slowly edged closer to Silvia, gently rubbing her head against Silvia’s arm, attempting to express her fear and plea for mercy in this silent manner.
Silvia found Lina’s reaction utterly amusing.
‘This is the correct way to ‘feed’ a little bloodkin loli, after all~’
She finally managed to suppress her laughter and continued, “The second method is to leave you here, abandon you… let you starve and starve until you can’t take it anymore, until you die of hunger, you know~”
When she uttered the words ‘die of hunger’, she deliberately elongated them.
Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Lina’s eyes, her gaze turning red.
She clutched Silvia’s skirt tightly, her body trembling even more violently, yet she remained silent, merely gazing at Silvia with a pitiful expression.
However, Silvia leaned closer to Lina and gently lifted Lina’s chin with her finger.
“But, seeing how pathetic you are, I, your sister, have another good idea~ and that is…”
She deliberately paused, her finger playfully teasing Lina’s fangs, always retreating just before being bitten, which made Lina pounce and miss, almost bringing her to tears.
Only then did Silvia continue, “To let me be your blood bag~ How about it?”
After speaking, she playfully winked at Lina.
Upon hearing this, Lina’s small mouth slightly parted, revealing a tiny pink tongue.
Her expression first froze, her brain ‘crashed’ for a moment, before she finally grasped the meaning of Silvia’s words.
And so, Silvia had just rolled up her sleeve, exposing her fair arm, but before she could even speak, Lina let out a short gasp and pounced eagerly onto Silvia’s arm.
“Ah!”
Silvia cried out in pain. This sudden pounce caught her off guard as sharp fangs pierced her skin.
Her body trembled slightly, the corner of her mouth twitching, and then she hastily managed to say, “Mm~ Only a little, okay?”
After all, she had never had her blood drawn before.
After a while, Silvia frowned slightly, enduring the stinging pain, and gently stroked Lina’s golden hair with her other hand.
“Drink slowly, no one’s going to snatch it from you…”
As the warm blood flowed into her, Lina’s tense body gradually relaxed.
The blood-red glow in her eyes slowly receded.
After a long moment, she released her fangs, still silent, merely licking her lips, clearly wanting more.
A hint of color returned to her pale face.
Silvia pulled out a tissue and wiped the wound on her arm.
When she was bitten, it felt like two needles pricking her, not overly painful.
Under the effect of healing magic, the wound healed at a visible rate.
She looked at Lina and gently admonished, “Remember, don’t casually attack others in the future. If you get hungry, come find me. When I’m not here, just wait patiently for me to return…”
Lina nodded slightly in response.
A wave of drowsiness washed over her, and she let out a tiny yawn, her eyelids growing heavy.
Having eaten her fill, it was time to sleep.
Seeing this, Silvia gently settled Lina on the sofa, brought a pillow, and covered her with a blanket.
“Sleep now, it’s very safe here…”
Lina snuggled deeper into the blanket, and Silvia tucked it around her.
Soon, she fell into a deep slumber.
Enveloped by the snowy night, the courtyard once again fell silent.