Hug

The room seemed to still as Yuuna caught his meaning. Kouhei already knew she was a vampire, but seeing her like this—fanged, dangerous, and utterly captivating—was an entirely new experience.

"Oh… right." Yuuna turned toward the mirror, her expression shifting as she examined herself. Her fingertips brushed over her lips, tracing the faint curve of her fang. "I guess I've stayed in Hell too long," she murmured.

Hell's oppressive atmosphere, thick with mana so dense it could crush a human's spirit, had started to affect her physically. Her body was adapting, leaning into its vampiric instincts. The change was gradual but undeniable—her once human-like appearance edging closer to something otherworldly.

"If I stayed much longer," she mused, "my appearance might have fully shifted. I could end up looking like a complete vampire."