Mia was initially a bit flustered, her heart racing from the teacher’s close presence and the occasional brush of her hair.
But after a short period of adaptation, Mia’s attention was captured by Sefina’s clear and thorough explanations, her thoughts gradually sharpening under the teacher’s guidance.
During the explanation, Sefina would occasionally pause to ask if Mia understood or to let her try deducing the next step.
However… for some reason, Mia felt like something was a little off about herself today.
Asking the teacher questions was perfectly normal, but she couldn’t figure out why her heart kept beating so fast from the moment she entered the office.
Mia focused her mind and raised her doubts, while Sefina patiently answered each one, sometimes taking Mia’s pen directly to write more concise deduction steps or notes in the margins of her notebook.
Their heads were very close, their breaths nearly mingling. In the quiet lunchtime office, only the rustle of pen on paper and low explanations could be heard.
Time slipped by unnoticed.
When Sefina finished explaining all nine difficult points Mia had circled and guided her through a typical example problem, she straightened up, putting a little distance between them.
“Now, do you understand these problems?” Sefina asked, her wine-red eyes fixed on Mia.
Mia savored the information for a moment, then nodded vigorously like a steam engine. “Mm-hmm! Got it! Thank you, teacher!” Her earlier confusion had indeed been swept away.
Sefina gave a slight nod. She glanced at the time on the Magic Clock hanging on the wall, then her gaze returned to Mia’s face, her tone still flat. “Is there anything else?”
After solving her academic problems, Mia didn’t immediately look completely relieved. Instead, she tugged at the corner of her clothes with her fingers, her eyes darting around, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Sefina keenly noticed this.
Being called out by the teacher, the flush that had just faded on Mia’s face crept back up, tinged with embarrassment. She hesitated, her voice dropping even lower than before.
“Um… teacher, actually… there’s one more tiny thing.”
“Go ahead.”
“It’s just… the ’emergency rations’ you gave me last time… I’ve already finished them…” Mia’s voice grew quieter, her eyes sneaking a glance at Sefina before quickly looking away.
This time, she was honest, unlike last time when she played smart and said it was empty when there was still some left. This time, she had truly depleted them.
Perhaps because she was approaching her growth period, her body’s demand for blood had increased, much like human teenagers needing more nutrition.
“So… I’m… a little hungry.” Mia said softly.
Sefina looked at her silently. A few seconds later, she let out an almost imperceptible sigh, a helpless expression of “there’s no helping you” appearing on her face.
Without saying much, she simply raised her hand, using her fingertips to gently lift the blue long hair hanging by her shoulder, tucking it behind her ear, revealing that slender, fair neck.
“Come on.”
However, contrary to Sefina’s expectations, the moment Sefina lifted her hair, Mia’s gaze instinctively moved toward it; but soon, her eyes slowly traveled down the curve of Sefina’s body, eventually stopping on Sefina’s calf, tightly wrapped in white pantyhose…
Sefina clearly felt that gaze and furrowed her brow slightly.
Mia stared fixedly at the slender curve wrapped in white silk, her throat moving slightly.
She looked up at Sefina’s still expressionless face, her blue eyes shimmering with moisture, her voice carrying a tone of testing and pleading.
“Teacher… could I… bite…”
“No.”
Even before Mia finished her words, Sefina’s decisive refusal came crashing down, leaving no room for negotiation.
Bite her leg? That was pure wishful thinking!
This wasn’t the first time this little rascal had begged for it, but every time, Sefina had ruthlessly shut it down.
Mia was choked by the expected rejection. She puffed out her cheeks, her face a mix of “I knew it” disappointment and a faint hint of “teacher is so stingy.”
She pursed her lips and muttered softly, “Fine…”
It seemed the fantasy of getting a special “extra meal” location was shattered again.
Mia sighed and walked around behind Sefina.
The teacher’s blue long hair had been lifted, exposing that fair, slender neck without any defense. The blood vessels beneath the skin were faintly visible, exuding an irresistible allure to a blood clan member.
In the past, when she sucked blood, she would feel excited and satisfied, but she never felt this… heart racing, face burning?
Mia felt like something was wrong with her today.
Never mind that, time to eat!
Appetite finally triumphed over the vague shame and strange thoughts.
Without further hesitation, Mia gently bit down on Sefina’s slender neck…
***
However, about an hour earlier.
Shortly after the lunch break bell rang, Mia finished her lunch and, clutching her messy theoretical notes, slipped over to the door of Teacher Sefina’s office.
She did have a few questions to ask, and thought the teacher might be free during the quiet lunch hour.
She gently knocked, but there was no response from inside. Pushing the door open, she saw that the office was indeed empty.
Teacher Sefina was probably still eating lunch in the Teacher’s Dining Hall, or maybe with Teacher Shalina.
“Hmm… bad timing.” Mia scratched her head, not too bothered.
She closed the door behind her and, acting quite familiar, walked over to sit in the guest chair by the office desk, deciding to wait for a while. After all, the lunch break was still long.
The wait was a bit boring. Mia idly flipped through her notes, staring at the complex formulas and theories, feeling a little thirsty.
She licked her lips, and her gaze unconsciously drifted toward the refrigerator in the corner of the office.
There should be some juice in teacher’s fridge, right?
Thinking of the cool, sweet juice made Mia’s mouth water.
She knew that even though Teacher Sefina had a cold exterior, she wasn’t strict about life’s little pleasures, often keeping nice drinks for her three assistants.
So, acting on impulse, Mia stood up, walked over to the cooler, and gently opened the door. A wave of cool air hit her.
Inside, several clear glass bottles were neatly arranged, containing liquids of various colors. There was the familiar orange-yellow orange juice, and bright red watermelon juice, all looking tempting.
Hmm? This color…
Mia’s attention was caught by a bottle in the very back.
It held a deep purple liquid that glistened enticingly under the cooler’s interior light.
Purple… grape juice?
Mia thought.
She quite liked grapes—sweet and sour. This “grape juice” had an especially rich color; it must taste great.
Since she was a bit thirsty, a small sip wouldn’t hurt, right?
Besides, the teacher was usually generous enough not to mind a little drink.
With that reasoning, Mia felt justified. She reached out, picked up the bottle of purple liquid, tilted her head back, and took a big gulp straight from the bottle.
“Mmm… so sweet! Tastes great!” Mia smacked her lips, still wanting more.
However, at that moment, it never occurred to Mia to wonder—was that deep purple liquid really just ordinary grape juice?