The more Mia looked, the more she felt that Teacher Sefina’s legs, wrapped in black silk stockings, seemed to radi ate an indescribable temptation, making her, as a member of the Blood Clan, instinctively feel her throat go dry and her mouth watering.
Her gaze, which was too focused and even carried a hint of greed, was truly somewhat eye-catching, and even Sefina, who was closing her eyes to rest her mind, noticed that gaze which felt as if it were tangible.
Sefina opened her eyes slightly, nudged Mia—who was sitting right next to her—with her elbow, and low
ered her voice to ask: “What are you looking at?”
Mia seemed to be startled, then smiled sheepishly, a suspicious flush appearing on her face, and whispered with some hesitation:
“No… nothing… I just felt ..Teacher Sefina looks really good in these black stockings”
The corner of Sefina’s mouth twitched slightly, and she gave her a somewhat annoyed look.
This child’s focus was always so strange.
She didn’t respond further and continued to close her eyes to rest.
However, the slight chill coming from her legs made her a bit uncomfortable.
These stockings were indeed quite a bit thinner than the thick tights she her self usually wore.
In this cool evening, the chill seeped in through the threads.
She unconsciously brought her legs together, pressing them tighter in an attempt to retain a bit of warmth.
On the other side, Kefi, Ellaria, and Feliel were sitting around a small tea table, talking softly.
The topics were nothing more than interesting anecdotes from the academy, sights from the Magic Festival in the Capital City, or some minor study problems.
Kefi spoke about the interesting magic performances she saw on the street today, while Ellaria would occasionally interject, mentioning some traditions of the royal palace celebrating the Magic Festival in previous years.
Although Feliel didn’t say much, she would nod or respond briefly at appropriate times.
The atmosphere wasn’t exactly lively, but it was harmonious and pleasant.
On the contrary, Mia, who was usually the loudest and most capable of livening up the atmosphere, was unusually quiet at this moment, even appearing somewhat restless.
From time to time, she would steal a glance at Sefina, her hands wringing together and her lips moving as if she wanted to say something but was hesitating, looking quite bashful.
Sefina was disturbed by her small movements again, frowned slightly, and asked softly: “What’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?”
As if she had finally found her chance, Mia immediately turned her head, her face putting on a deliberately created expression of weakness and embarrassment, her voice even trembling slightly:
“Sefina Teacher …… I …… I seem to be a bit …… a bit hungry ….. ”
She even cooperatively pressed her hand lightly against her lower abdomen, her acting skills being nothing short of flamboyant.
Of course, this bashfulness and hesitation were all carefully performed by Mia.
This was the core of her plan.
At Teacher Shalina’s house, Teacher Sefina certainly wouldn’t have the conditions or the time to help her prepare animal blood.
In that case, Sefina Teacher herself became the only “blood source”!
It had been too long since she had tasted Teacher Sefina’s incomparably sweet blood.
The desire in her heart was like a kitten’s claws constantly scratching, making her heart itch with impatience.
Sefina naturally understood that Mia’s “hungry” didn’t refer to ordinary food but a craving for fresh blood.
But ….. she looked at Mia with a bit of suspicion.
This child was just bouncing around with her eyes glowing while staring at her legs; she didn’t look like she had suddenly fallen into a Blood Clan blood-thirst state no matter how one looked at it.
According to her understanding of the Blood Clan, true blood-thirst usually had more obvious precursors, such as an unusually pale complexion, deepening pupil color, and irritability, rather than this sudden “weakness” that carried obvious traces of acting.
Moreover, the tone and expression of Mia’s words just now were clearly a bit deliberately faked bashfulness and distress, it didn’t look real at all.
Suspicion began to grow in Sefina’s heart.
She suddenly leaned in close to Mia, her exquisite face instantly magnifying before Mia’s eyes, her wine-red eyes like the sharpest probes, staring straight into Mia’s light blue eyes as if to penetrate all her disguises.
Mia’s heart skipped a beat at this sudden close-range eye contact.
Her eyes subconsciously flickered, and for a moment, she didn’t dare to meet Sefina’s gaze, instinctively wanting to avoid that look that seemed to see through everything.
Heh, little liar.
Sefina snorted coldly in her heart, almost certain of her guess.
Facing Mia’s pitiful request, she directly threw back two ice-cold words: “Stay hungry”
Mia’s pupils suddenly widened, and a flash of unbelievable surprise crossed her face.
Plan A failed!
Seeing that deception was ineffective, Mia immediately activated Plan B — taking it by force!
Cough cough cough, just kidding, Mia didn’t have the guts or the strength for that yet.
In the future? In the future… maybe.
Mia’s real Plan B was — soft grinding and hard pestering!
So she grabbed Sefina’s arm and began to shake it vigorously, using those watery big eyes to make the most innocent and pitiful expression, her voice drawn out long and soft, carrying a heavy sense of pleading:
“Teacher Sefina …….. pleaseI’m really so hungry Just one bite, a tiny bite, okay?”
She acted cute and played the victim on the spot, putting on a posture of not giving up until she reached her goal.
Sefina steeled her heart and tried to pull back her arm, her tone remaining firm: “No.”
Seeing that the soft approach didn’t work, was Mia going to use the hard one?
Of course not, she could only continue to increase the stakes, burying her face in the crook of Sefina’s shoulder and gently rub bing the top of her head against her like a spoiled kitten, her voice sickeningly sweet:
“Teacher Sefina The best, best Sefina Teacher Please, please~”
Sefina felt a bit itchy from her rubbing.
At the same time, she noticed that Kefi, Ellaria, and Feliel, who were chatting nearby, seemed to have their gazes drawn over by their somewhat “intimate” interaction.
She didn’t want to cause unnecessary attention and misunder standing in someone else’s home.
And ..
Sefina had a second thought, the Blood Clan naturally had a stronger desire for fresh, warm blood, and Mia was already a glutton.
After being interrupted in the office last time, she probably had been “craving” her for a long time.
Looking at her pitiful appearance, refusing to stop until she was satisfied, the bit of persistence in Sefina’s heart began to loosen.
Sigh, whatever.
Today is a festival after all, so I’ll indulge her just this once, not to be repeated!
Sefina sighed softly, as if she had made a difficult decision.
She lowered her voice and said to Mia at a volume only the two of them could hear: “Just this once. Wait and follow me.”
Mia’s eyes instantly lit up with an amazing brightness.
She immediately stopped acting spoiled and nodded vigorously as if receiving an imperial decree, a brilliant smile of a successful scheme blossoming on her face, and she whispered a promise:
“Mm-hmm! Thank you, Teacher! Teacher is the best!”
Sefina shook her head helplessly and was the first to stand up, acting as if nothing was wrong, only pretending that she was just going to use the bath room as she walked in that direction.
Mia suppressed the excitement and joy in her heart and waited patiently in place for dozens of seconds.
Estimating that Teacher Sefina had already gone in, she then pretended to stroll around casually and also moved towards the bathroom.
She looked around to confirm that no one was paying special attention to her, then quickly slipped to the bathroom door, gently turned the handle and ducked inside, and then with a “click,” she locked the door from the inside with extremely agile movements.
In the narrow space, only she and Sefina remained.
Mia turned around and looked at Teacher Sefina standing inside, feeling more and more that she was delicious and mouth-watering.
Under the dim light, her light blue eyes had already uncontrollably begun to take on a faint blood-red tint, filled with undisguised longing.