The Arrogant Heroine Was Too Overbearing, So I Immediately Switched Sides to Become the Traitor-Chapter 27 - Good Best Friend? (Part 2)
Sylvie was a vampire, and she suffered from “Gluttony.” This condition was the complete opposite of Isabella’s “Anorexia,” yet somewhat similar. It was a disease unique to vampires, and its manifestation was that Sylvie was always hungry, unable to be satisfied.
And because the amount of blood needed to “eat her fill” each time was too large, the girl could only fill her stomach with the blood of ordinary poultry and livestock. Because this was the most convenient way.
“So Sylvie’s family owns the largest livestock farming enterprise in the entire United Empire, well, raising cattle, pigs, sheep, chickens, and ducks.” Isabella explained.
At the same time, she said. “However, Sylvie’s parents are very strict. Only today each year, on the pretext of hosting a banquet, do they allow her to drink blood to her heart’s content and fill her stomach. On normal days, she has to go hungry.”
“Actually, it’s not exactly starving. After all, drinking less blood doesn’t cause harm to a vampire’s body, it’s just mentally more difficult to bear...”
On this point, Isabella was quite an expert. After all, in a sense, she had also endured not having blood to drink before. But Isabella had anorexia, she hadn’t found blood she liked to drink, until she met Evan.
Whereas Sylvie couldn’t eat her fill and was restricted by her parents, who made her go hungry. In a sense, the two girls also shared a similar plight. No wonder they could become good best friends.
“Sigh, Mother says that those who cannot control and overcome their desires are no different from beasts. So even if there’s no blood to drink, one must endure.”
Sylvie explained this to her best friend and Evan. Her voice rose and fell, giving a sense of reciting poetry.
By this time, she had already come out of the kitchen. Evan and Isabella arrived at Sylvie’s room in the manor.
On the red-lacquered pine floor, a dark carpet was laid, followed by simple furniture like a wardrobe, desk, etc. The arrangement was simple, but the entire room was filled with various books or scrolls scattered everywhere, as well as piles of stuffed animals.
It wasn’t exactly messy. But it was definitely very cluttered. The bed was also pink, and he didn’t know if Isabella had influenced Sylvie, or if Sylvie had influenced Isabella.
What Evan was somewhat puzzled about now was. Wasn’t there still a banquet going on outside? Didn’t Sylvie, the owner of this manor, go check on it? Why did she suddenly run into her room?
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At this moment, Sylvie had changed into a new outfit and returned to the room, sitting on the sofa chair in front of them, continuing to speak softly.
“Mother says that going hungry is an important lesson, training one’s patience and willpower. And, life is inherently sad like this. Even if you get a moment of fleeting joy and satisfaction, you will never be fully satisfied, so you need to get used to it and endure.”
The girl started saying inexplicable things. Isabella seemed to be used to her best friend being like this, while Evan’s mind was still a bit slow to catch up for a moment.
The Sylvie before him.
Had already wiped all the blood from her face. Her serene pretty face appeared very slender, always showing an indifferent expression. She wore gold-rimmed glasses, and her reddish eyes were often downcast. Her straight long hair reached her waist, with straight bangs covering her forehead. Her hair color, compared to Isabella’s deep red, was much darker, showing a mesmerizing wine-red color.
Her outfit had changed to the sky-blue school uniform of a Class A student at Seven Gods Academy. Below the pleated skirt that reached her knees, black stockings encased the girl’s slender legs. What a refined literary beauty.
Was this really the same person who was just holding a large iron basin and vigorously gulping down blood with a “gulp gulp gulp”? Sylvie’s appearance now was simply too different from how she had looked just moments ago.
For a moment.
It made Evan feel very uncomfortable.
“So, Bebe, is this the little boyfriend you finally found?”
[Translator’s Note: “贝贝 (Bèibèi)” here is very likely derived from the “贝拉 (Bèilā)” part of “伊莎贝拉 (Yīshā Bèilā)”, so I use “Bebe” for Isabella’s nickname.]
“Not a boyfriend! He’s my reserve food, he’s food!!”
“Good, good, he’s food~”
Seemingly understanding Isabella’s almost childish display of tsundere at this moment. Sylvie just smiled lightly.
Then, Evan thought, now everyone should start discussing serious matters. That is to say.
He had asked Isabella before to take him to the academy library, to see if her S-class student privileges allowed her to borrow ancient books about the ancient evil gods. And the beautiful girl had said.
Her best friend Sylvie, who was currently in front of him, was a researcher in the academy’s “Tower,” with higher privileges, so she brought him to see her.
So Evan thought that Sylvie, who looked like a literary beauty now, and with so many books scattered in her room, clearly seemed like an intelligent beautiful girl who possessed a lot of knowledge.
So, did she know something about the ancient evil gods? Even just knowing their titles would be enough.
So.
Evan cleared his throat, just about to ask, when he saw Sylvie seemingly habitually push up the gold-rimmed glasses on her nose, then looked at Isabella with a very charming gaze.
“Bebe, how about it, should we start?”
“Hmm... let’s start.”
Start?
Start what?
Suddenly, he noticed that both beautiful girls were looking at him together. Sylvie was looking at him with a somewhat playful gaze, while Isabella, on the other hand...
Had a very dangerous, lustful gaze!!
Evan was too familiar with how a beautiful girl looked when she was stirring. And the next second, as expected.
He understood.
Why Isabella had brought him to Sylvie’s room to discuss serious matters. Because only the girl’s room had a bed.
“Huh?!”
He was suddenly pinned down on the bed by Isabella, and then he heard Sylvie’s charming voice, filled with doubt.
“Is he really that delicious? When you drink it, it’s all the same, isn’t it?”
“Shut up! You barbarian who doesn’t know what delicious means!!”
“Oh, then I’ll have to see what’s so different about Bebe’s most beloved reserve food.”
“It’s completely different!!”
As they were talking.
Evan found that both girls were already on the bed. Among them, Isabella was, from beginning to end, sitting on him, while Sylvie had crawled beside him.
“Miss Isabella, what is this?”
Evan was still puzzled. But at this moment, Isabella, whose cheeks, neck, and breasts were flushed with large patches of red, had already started to take off her dress.
“Evan, I want you~”
“?”
Evan was bewildered. Why were they suddenly starting?
Then he saw Isabella, with an incredibly charming expression, took his hand, and bit his finger.
First, she sucked on it herself, then, reluctantly took it out.
And put it into Sylvie’s mouth.
And then.
On Sylvie’s face, which had been somewhat indifferent before, Evan saw the exact same lustful expression as Isabella’s.
“I... I... I want it, Isabella, I want it too!”
“Okay.”
Isabella nodded towards her best friend, then leaned down and whispered in his ear again.
“Evan, Sylvie is my best friend. You... you don’t mind, right?”
“???”
