Chapter 84: Flandre's First Embrace.
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"What do you mean… a sleeping power?"
Kihara frowned.
"And why does that sound like such a cliché line…"
He was human. Completely human. No ancient bloodline, no hidden heritage.
So where did this so-called "dormant power" come from?
No matter how much he thought about it, nothing made sense.
His body felt normal—no changes, no abnormalities.
In the end, he could only shelve the matter for later.
Regardless—
Because of his interference, many events in the world of Saitama had already changed.
With overwhelming evidence—and Kihara's recommendation—Saitama was promoted straight to S-Class Rank 2.
Though his title still remained:
"Caped Baldy."
After the alien invasion settled down, Kihara explained everything to
Minami Yume and Tatsumaki.
He planned to form a contract with them.
And bring them to Gensokyo.
Hearing that it was a peaceful world without constant monster attacks—and that travel between worlds was possible.
Tatsumaki didn't hesitate.
She literally dragged her sister,
Fubuki, over—
And forced her to sign as well.
Kihara originally thought only girls he personally "won over" could form contracts.
But the moment Tatsumaki made the request.
A new contract sheet appeared in his dimensional inventory.
"…Of course. It's Gensokyo."
"No rules. No shame."
That's when he realized:
As long as the conditions were met.
Willing participation, Female, anyone could sign the contract.
Once completed—
The contract turned into streams of light, merging into their bodies.
A gap silently opened before them.
"Let's go," Kihara said.
"Time to see your new home."
Gensokyo....
[Suitable candidate detected for Seed Merchant role. Assign?]
"…Yes."
[Minami Yume has become the Seed Merchant of Pelican Town.]
[Seed Shop unlocked. Inventory expansion enabled.]
[Tatsumaki and Fubuki registered as residents (sisters).]
[Town population approaching threshold—Festival system will unlock at 7 residents.]
"…Wait."
Kihara blinked.
This wasn't his farmhouse.
Instead—
He found himself standing inside a room drenched in crimson.
No windows.
Gothic décor.
Broken dolls scattered everywhere.
In the corner—
A black coffin stood upright, marked with a blood-red cross.
"…A vampire's room."
In all of Gensokyo—
There was only one person who fit that description.
"…Did Yukari just throw me straight into my creditor's room?"
He hadn't forgotten.
He still owed her—
Thirty bites.
And apparently…
The repayment date had arrived.
His gaze shifted.
On a pink princess bed—
A small blonde girl with crystal-like wing ornaments was sleeping peacefully.
She looked…
Like a doll.
Fragile.
Innocent.
Adorable.
Flandre Scarlet.
"Mm…"
Her nose twitched slightly.
"…That smells nice…"
"Is it time to eat?"
Like a sleepy kitten, she rubbed her eyes and sat up.
Her pink nightdress slipped off one shoulder, revealing soft, pale skin.
Kihara stepped forward like a gentleman.
And gently pulled the strap back into place.
But before he could speak—
Her expression changed.
In an instant—
The harmless kitten became a predator.
She lunged.
THUD!
An overwhelming force pinned Kihara to the bed.
Her small frame hid monstrous strength.
Her fangs pierced his neck.
Warm blood flowed.
"..."
The moment the blood touched her tongue.
Flandre froze.
Her eyes widened in shock.
Delicious.
No—
That word wasn't enough.
Her body felt light.
Floating.
Like she was flying.
A strange, unfamiliar sensation surged through her.
"This… this is amazing…"
She drank more.
And more.
Completely lost in the taste.
Without realizing—
She crossed a line even Remilia Scarlet had never reached.
The First Embrace.
"Gulp… gulp…"
When she finally stopped—
Kihara's body had gone still.
Completely drained.
Flandre blinked.
"…Huh?"
Then—
Instinct took over.
She bit her lip—
And let her own blood flow into his body.
Normally—
This would turn a human into a vampire.
But—
Kihara…
Wasn't normal.
Instead of transforming—
THUMP.
His heart started beating again.
Louder.
Stronger.
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
The entire basement echoed like a drum.
At his feet—
His shadow began to change.
It shrank—
Condensing into a dense, pitch-black sphere.
Cracks formed.
Like an egg about to hatch.
Something—
Was being born.
And then—
Footsteps.
Everything stopped.
The door creaked open.
Sakuya Izayoi stepped into the basement.
She placed the prepared dinner by the door.
But paused.
"…That's strange."
"No footsteps?"
Normally, Flandre would have rushed over immediately.
"…Did she escape again?"
Every time that happened—
Gensokyo would descend into chaos.
And Reimu Hakurei would inevitably show up to extort compensation.
Sakuya sighed.
Then unlocked the door fully and froze.
"…Second Young Lady?"
Flandre was sitting on the bed—
With Kihara beneath her.
"What happened? How did he get in here?"
Flandre tilted her head innocently.
"No idea."
"He just appeared."
"I only had a little 'tea' and he fainted."
Sakuya's expression changed instantly.
She dashed forward—
Checking his breathing.
"…He's alive."
She exhaled.
"I'm taking him out for treatment."
"No!"
Flandre hugged Kihara's head tightly.
Like a child protecting her favorite toy.
"He's mine!"
"Even if my sister comes, I won't give him up!"
"…Second Young Lady," Sakuya said carefully, "he's human. He won't survive your… games."
Her tone was gentle—
But her concern was real.
Flandre's power—
Was far too dangerous.
If something happened—
Yukari Yakumo would not let it go.
"I don't care!"
"He's mine!"
"If you listen," Sakuya tried again, "I'll bring you better tea. And cake."
"Hmph!"
"You and my sister are liars!"
"I won't believe you!"
Her cheeks puffed up—
Like an angry pufferfish.
Then—
She threw out a spell card.
"Forbidden—"
Her eyes gleamed with dangerous excitement.
"Four of a Kind!"
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Thank you for reading.
(T/N: Translation style Will be changed soon)