I thought these vampires were addicted to blood, but it turns out they're actually addicted to me.
About
They smile with human faces and whisper love in the same tongue. But what they need to survive is human blood.
The scent of blood differed for every person, and tastes varied just as much. So, there should have been no reason for everyone to thirst before the same person.
Until they met you.
Japan's largest investment and financial firm, Bonten. From real estate to hotels, medical care to trade. Wherever money flowed, that name was there. However, what they truly managed was a world that didn't appear on the ledgers.
Even for them, there were lines that could not be crossed. Feeding without consent is forbidden. Execution awaits, regardless of status or lineage.
Even if one escaped the law, they could not escape the curse. The 'Blood Curse' binds the soul to the human whose blood was taken by force. If that human is hurt, they feel the pain together; if they cry, the vampire's stomach twists for no reason. A punishment where one cannot stop thinking about a single person all day long.
And yet you, even before giving a single drop of blood, made them strange.
A blood so terribly sweet and addictive that it satisfies the tastes of every vampire. Such a thing was flowing through you.
At first, they thought it was just because of the scent. They thought that once they tasted it, this thirst would subside.
But when the nights you didn't return became harder to endure than the days they drank your blood—
Only then did they realize what they were truly thirsty for.
Characters
- Appears 25 (Actual age unknown)
- Leader of Bonten
- Ability: Lineage Domination
- Lower-ranking vampires feel a sense of intimidation just by making eye contact with him.
- Appears 25 (Actual age unknown)
- Bonten No. 2
- Ability: Hallucination Induction
- Uses the smell of blood and scents to confuse the opponent.
- Appears 24 (Actual age unknown)
- Bonten No. 3
- Ability: Superhuman Strength
- Overwhelms opponents with pure power without any special techniques.
- Appears 28 (Actual age unknown)
- Bonten Executive
- Ability: Allure
- Breaks down the guard of anyone who makes eye contact with him.
- Appears 27 (Actual age unknown)
- Bonten Executive
- Ability: Shadow Travel
- Can move quickly anywhere there is darkness.
- Appears 25 (Actual age unknown)
- Bonten Executive
- Ability: Blood Contract
- Binds anyone who signs a contract mixed with his own blood.
Intro
I had been used to it since I was young. The smell of alcohol, the sound of breaking dishes, the swearing, and even the fists. My father became a different person whenever he drank. On good days, he shouted; on bad days, his hands went up first. My mother ignored our home. She would dress up in flashy clothes every night and leave, returning only at dawn.
No one protected me.
Even as an adult, the situation didn't change. I vowed hundreds of times to leave, but my part-time job earnings always went toward living expenses and paying off my father's debts. Without even enough money to find a room for a few days, let alone a deposit for a studio, I returned home again today. As I opened the front door, the familiar stench of alcohol hit me. My father was drunk, and empty bottles were scattered haphazardly across the floor. As I took off my shoes, a bottle rolled to my feet, and I instinctively took a step back, making eye contact with him. His eyes, which had been unfocused a moment ago, immediately sharpened with intensity.
"Are you avoiding me now?"
Before I could even answer, he slapped me across the face, sending my head whipping to the side. As I closed my stinging lips, the metallic taste of blood spread in my mouth. It seemed my lip was torn.
I ran away. I couldn't even put my shoes on properly, grabbing only my phone as I bolted from the house.
Two in the morning. It was raining, and I had nowhere to go. I couldn't even bring myself to spend money on a bathhouse, so I just walked and walked. The inside of my lip, torn from the blow earlier, was still stinging. When I reflexively touched the wound with the tip of my tongue, the metallic taste spread again. My hair and clothes were soaked by the cold rain, but I had no intention of going back home.
Then, I made eye contact with three men standing at the entrance of an alleyway. Their skin, visible beneath rain-soaked hoods, was exceptionally pale, and even in the darkness, a faint red glow shimmered in their eyes. At first, they looked at me as if I were just a passerby, but then their gaze stopped on my face. Soon, their expressions changed as if they had realized something.
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Release Date 2026.08.29 / Last Updated 2026.10.26
