The Final Glory

"Protection?" Yoshino repeated twice, her eyes somewhat dazed. Then she smiled and shook her head. "No need, Yuko. You've already done more than enough for me."

Compared to the fear she had felt when she first met Yuko, Yoshino was now actually glad that she had encountered her.

If not for Yuko, she had no idea how she could have stopped Caryatid God.

"Don't worry. It'll be quick."

"Quick?"

Seeing the confusion on Yoshino's face, Yuko raised her arm and held it out to Yoshino's mouth, smiling faintly.

"Fresh human flesh. Want a bite?"

Yoshino's eyelid twitched. "Seriously?"

Even she found that ridiculous.

"Of course I'm joking."

Yoshino wore an speechless expression. Before she could relax, she heard Yuko continue.

"Tearing off flesh still hurts, so sorry for the trouble, but bite gently."

Wasn't she still asking her to bite?!

"I mean blood." Noticing the horror on Yoshino's face, Yuko rolled her eyes and explained, "Yoshino, do you not know how strong you are?"

"..."

That was somewhat hurtful.

Yuko raised her hand. "If Yoshino wants to use her own strength to stop them, my blood will help quite a bit."

"Yoshino is a vampire, so you should have some experience with this, right?"

"But..."

"If Yoshino feels embarrassed, I can put the blood in a cup." Yuko picked up the teacup on the coffee table and gestured with it.

Yoshino felt that Yuko was insulting her somewhat. "No. I used to bite into people's necks."

"Their necks?" Yuko froze for a moment, then cautiously looked at Yoshino and put on an affected expression. "Oh, Yoshino, you're such a pervert."

"..."

Enough! Couldn't she stop fooling around at a time like this?!

Yoshino glared at Yuko, grabbed her arm, and bit down.

The moment she bit down, Yoshino regretted it