Hunter, Thank You For Your Blood Donation!

“…No, I really didn’t expect that your name, Cheol, well, that… would be a fake name…” 

Si-wol, who finally learned Ian’s real name after going through various difficulties, stumbled over his words. Without realizing it, he found himself kneeling in front of Ian, pretending to reflect deeply. 

Now that he thought about it, why didn’t he realize earlier that it was a fake name? Just by looking at him, the name Jin Ian suits him much better than Kim Cheol-su. 

No, but honestly, isn’t it the fault of the person who used a pseudonym from the beginning…? Am I the one at fault for not recognizing it? Hm… But if that pseudonym is on the level of Kim Cheol-su, then am I the one at fault? No, no. It’s not too late to use the proper name. It was Jin Ian. Should I call him Ian-ssi now? Surely, he’s not angry, right? 

Si-wol quickly glanced at Ian’s expression. With narrowed eyes, Ian still held a look of contempt towards Si-wol. 

“Just remember that what you called me in your mind was more insulting than my actual title.” 

Really? That’s a lie. If I were to call you Mr. Kim Yookbaek in my mind, it seems like you would be even more furious… 

However, Si-wol didn’t feel the need to bring up such inner thoughts. Even though he may not be very perceptive, he was quick to pick up on these subtle cues. 

Si-wol, in an unexpected way, had managed to get a rise out of him, and secretly felt pleased about it. Of course, unlike Si-wol, Ian, who was more perceptive, could faintly see the smile on Si-wol’s face. 

“By the way…” 

Ian ruthlessly discarded the food he had taken from Si-wol and inquired.

“If eating food doesn’t restore your energy, what should you eat?” 

Although Ian had clearly said, “What should vampires eat?” to Si-wol, it sounded more like, “What should I feed vampires?” to Si-wol, who had experienced forced eating sessions so far. 

Whatever the answer may be, it felt like a question that could lead to a chaotic situation, like a feast of some sort. Si-wol quickly responded, anticipating Ian’s misunderstanding.

“I-It’s blood!” 

“Blood?” 

Ian’s eyebrows narrowed at the words that seemed to deliberately choose the least desirable option. His gaze on him grew longer, trying to figure out if blood was truly the only thing that could restore his energy or if Si-wol was trying to deceive him to obtain blood. 

Seeing his menacing expression, Si-wol quickly added. 

“Well… recently, there haven’t been any blood donors for a few weeks, so I haven’t been able to drink blood… That’s why my body isn’t recovering well.”

The weekend was approaching. He had even managed to find blood donors, and Ryu Je-mun had confirmed that he would send a vampire. If he handed over the vampire to Ian and Si-wol collected blood from the blood donors to drink, everything would be neatly resolved.

‘But… for some reason, I have a feeling it won’t work.’ 

Si-wol cautiously observed Ian’s reaction. 

“…..” 

Ian seemed lost in thought for a moment. Si-wol couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but he could clearly sense that it didn’t mean he should freely collect blood from the blood donors.

Well, the hunters exist to protect humans from vampires. No matter how it was a method to catch other vampires, they couldn’t allow themselves to be swayed by the situation.

‘But, I’m also in a hurry…’

If he couldn’t drink blood this time, he would be in a dire situation next week as well. Then he would have to enter a state of hibernation without knowing how long it would take for his body to recover.

He didn’t want to die, so he begged the hunter for help. It would be too unfair if he ended up in a state that was no different from dying just because he couldn’t drink blood. So, Si-wol started pleading with Ian with the most pitiful expression he could muster. 

“…Please. Please, if someone comes to donate blood this time, I’ll only drink from them! Since the donor is coming to donate blood with good intentions, there’s no reason to doubt them, and Ian-ssi, the v-vampire,

aht

! I mean, the vampire who will come that day. If you catch that person…” 

“…..” 

Si-wol pleaded with both hands, but Ian’s expression remained unchanged. Without any response, Si-wol shrank in disappointment. No, he entered into a negotiation between a master and a slave.

“I won’t drink much. I’ll only drink 100 milliliters! N-No, maybe 50 milliliters?

Aht

, no. Then 30 milliliters…

Heuk

, fine, I get it. Please don’t glare at me like that… I’ll just take a sip. Is that not allowed either…?” 

In front of the silent Ian, Si-wol performed all sorts of gestures, begging and pleading. Then, when it seemed like Ian’s mouth would never open, it finally did. 

“If you have to drink blood, does it matter if it’s animal blood?”

It was a statement that clearly conveyed the unwillingness to give human blood even if it meant he would die. Si-wol looked up with a tearful face.

“No, I can only drink human blood…”

“Then, what about mine?”

“…Excuse me?”

Si-wol blinked in surprise at the sudden question. He thought he was hallucinating because he hadn’t been able to drink blood for a while. But Ian, who had spoken once, was firm.

“It’s okay for you to drink my blood.”

“Excuse me?”

“You like mine, don’t you? Last time, you were sucking on me as if you would suck me dry if I hadn’t stopped you.” 

“Yesss…?” 

Si-wol raised countless question marks at Ian’s words. It was understandable in a deductive sense, but incomprehensible in a fundamental sense. And no wonder…

‘…W-What is this human saying? Could it be that he’s offering me his blood? Not someone else’s, but his own? …The blood of a hunter?!’ 

Si-wol’s mouth hung open like someone had forcefully dislocated his jaw. It just wouldn’t close, no matter what.

‘Why?!’ 

A fundamental question arose.

‘Is it because he wants to kill vampires even if it means giving up his own blood…?’

It was a plausible guess, considering that he had to keep him alive with three vampires on the line. A shiver ran down Si-wol’s spine. The hunters seemed terrifying, as if they were all like that. At that moment, he remembered the words Ryu Je-mun had casually mentioned once.

 

「The times have changed a lot. In the past, we could drink blood like getting coffee from a vending machine, but these days, do we have to worry about the hunter bastards? When you think about it, those bastards are real lunatics. Whenever they have a chance to kill vampires, they gather like a pack of dogs and cause a fuss. It’s not just once or twice that I’ve seen it. They say that their cunning gets upgraded as time goes by.」

「Upgraded?」

「Haven’t you heard that story? Well, who else would you hear it from besides me? The hunter bastards in Korea modify their tasers to carry around instead of guns.」

「

Heuk

… R-Really? They go to such lengths?」

「Sounds crazy to you, doesn’t it? When you really think about it, those hunter bastards are more fucking annoying than us. What, are we killing humans?」

「……」

 

Si-wol knew the fact that Ryu Je-mun had killed many humans to create blood packs, but he kept his mouth shut.

 

「If they just leave us alone, everyone can live happily, but those hunter bastards are obsessed with exterminating vampires.」

 

Mulling over Ryu Je-mun’s words, Si-wol unconsciously nodded his head.

‘W-Well… They’re so obsessed with exterminating vampires that they would do anything to capture and kill us. He might even think that giving me a little blood is a cheap price to pay…’ 

Si-wol’s slightly melancholic gaze rolled around and landed on the collar of Ian’s shirt. 

‘After all, it’s not like I’m in a position to refuse.’

Si-wol bit his lower lip and slowly raised his hand. His pale and slender fingers trembled slightly as they moved closer to Ian. More precisely, his thumb and index finger lightly pinched the cuff of Ian’s sleeve. 

“Um, well… I can help with blood collection in a small room. I don’t have any reason to refuse if you want me to give your blood…” 

“…..” 

At his cautious words, Ian looked down at Si-wol’s outstretched wrist. The fingers that timidly held the edge of the sleeve twitched slightly, as if indicating the direction of the small room. Ian turned Si-wol’s hand around and grabbed his wrist. 

“

Heuk

! W-Why?”

Despite Ian being the one who should be giving blood, Si-wol hesitated, feeling that he needed to prepare himself mentally. 

“

Aht

, there’s no need to rush for blood collection like that…”

But following Ian’s lead, they headed not to a small room prepared for blood collection, but to a larger room. 

“Why are we going here…?” 

Si-wol was curious about why he was brought to the larger room where the broadcast was conducted. All that was there were broadcasting equipment, two computer chairs, and a low mattress laid out in a corner.

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