Chapter 11

A familiar voice sounded behind him, and the guard felt the pressure on him disappear. He turned around and saluted Ozaki Kouyo, his eyes reddened: "Lord Ozaki!"

"Go ahead." Ozaki Kouyo waved at the excited guards to let them go, then turned her gaze to Douma, with a hint of warning in her tone: "Don't bully them again in the future, Douma-kun."

Although Ozaki Kouyo is only 1.71 meters tall, her aura when protecting her subordinates is as strong as 2.8 meters. Combined with her sister voice, she can be said to be very majestic.

"I'm sorry, Master Ozaki." Douma shrank his neck inwardly, and an innocent smile appeared on his face, with his pointed little canine teeth cutely popping out. He raised his hands in surrender and said sincerely, "I won't do it again next time."

Although the person in front of him pretended to be very obedient, one could tell from his expression that he was not sincere. Thinking so, Ozaki Kouyo retracted his scorching gaze and did not force him too much, thus lightly letting the matter go.

She looked Douma up and down, and the disdain in her eyes lessened a little. Finally, she commented openly, "At least he's good-looking."

When a beautiful person of the opposite sex compliments his appearance, a normal person would feel embarrassed, proud, or subconsciously avoid the question. Douma also felt the same way. However, as a husky that had mixed into a wolf pack, he could only try his best to remain calm and say, "Thank you for the compliment, Ozaki-sama."

Ozaki Kouye's fox-like narrow eyes narrowed slightly. She always felt that there was something abnormal about Douma that was worth further investigation.

She looked into the depths of Douma's eyes inquiringly, as if she wanted to see something from them.

The eyes are the windows to the soul. Even the best at disguising oneself can easily be discovered through them, especially by someone like Ozaki Koyo who is very experienced in torture and is an expert in this area.

Those were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, the colorful gradient was very dreamy, so clean and clear that they didn't seem like those of people from the inner world. The only pity was that there was nothing inside, and it was as cold as Douma's special ability.

Perhaps Douma's shell was too deceptive, even Ozaki Koyo, who had read countless people, was fooled by it.

Ozaki Kouyo sighed with a headache, thinking she had a general idea of ​​what kind of person this new subordinate was. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she said, "By the way, Douma-kun, you don't have to call me 'sir' from now on."

"Okay, Sister Hongye." Douma changed his words and called her very smoothly. After all, most people who have read Bunno call Ozaki Hongye Sister Hongye.

In Ozaki Koyomi's eyes, even though Douma used to call her by a respectful name, he actually had no respect for her at all. She had expected this, but she was not too angry. She had seen many difficult and troublesome people.

"Since the leader has given the order, you will follow me from now on." Ozaki Kouye's rose-red eyes twitched, and she hooked her fingers with red nail polish in a charming way: "Come in with me."

After saying that, she turned and walked into the cell behind her.

Is the torture course about to begin? Douma's legs felt weak at the thought, but he couldn't show it, so he could only follow with anticipation and resistance.

Douma's emotions are very conflicted at this moment, and his soul and body are disconnected again.

Because he was indeed hungry. The last time he ate was a few days ago. If it weren't for the high energy contained in Nakahara Chuuya's blood, he wouldn't have been able to go without food for so long.

After closing the iron gate with a heavy heart, Douma saw the injured people shackled to the wall, and his sympathy and appetite rose sharply.

"Why, Douma-kun, do you want to taste it?" Ozaki Kouyo stretched out her absolutely beautiful white hand and gently placed it on the bloody wound of the man on the wall. Her behavior was completely contrary to her beautiful appearance, and she ruthlessly tore open the wound that was about to stop bleeding.

Perhaps the injuries were too severe. Even after being treated like this by Ozaki Kouyo, the man who was tortured to the wall remained motionless, with his head drooping lifelessly and showing no signs of waking up.

Slowly flowing blood slid onto the ground, dripping into a small pool of blood, making the bloody smell in the closed room even thicker.

The smell of blood that is unpleasant to humans is an enticing delicacy to cannibals, not to mention that this person is definitely a person with special abilities, and his temptation is growing geometrically.

Douma restrainedly licked his little fangs, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down on his slender neck.

However, no one present was in the mood to appreciate this sexy scene.

Ozaki Koyo: I don't have that kind of worldly desire.jpg

Ozaki Kouyo, who only had work in her mind, raised her red lips with satisfaction when she saw Douma's reaction, and lowered her eyelashes to cover the gloom in her eyes.

Even in the filthy port mafia, eating one's own kind is a heinous crime. At least Ozaki Kouyo can't accept this.

If Dr. Ruo Sen's guess was wrong and this newcomer not only sucked blood but also ate people, she would definitely not keep him by her side.

Douma knows that his characteristics as a man-eating ghost cannot be concealed. Unless he is willing to hide in the deep mountains and forests and never come into contact with people again, surviving only on the flesh and blood of animals, he will be exposed sooner or later.

But that kind of life is too miserable, Douma would never make that choice.

Not eating human flesh and only drinking human blood is Douma’s bottom line.

It is not only his bottom line as a human being, but also his bottom line as a cannibal. Otherwise, if he gets so hungry that he loses his mind, it will be easy for some irreversible and tragic consequences to occur, which is something Douma absolutely does not want to see.

Having already thought about how to deal with the bloodsucking, Douma nodded calmly to Ozaki Koiyo: "I am indeed a little hungry, so I won't be polite. Thank you for your hospitality."

The last "thank you for the treat" that Douma said was to the person who was tied to the wall with torture instruments.

Ozaki Kouyo, who was observing Douma coldly, didn't know what expression to make when she saw this. Even though it was such a weird and cruel behavior, she almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Ozaki Kouyo stopped talking, and the cell became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Only the sound of Douma's swallowing echoed in the room.

After a while, Douma stopped eating. He sighed with satisfaction, with obvious regret in his voice: "He lost too much blood before. If I drink more, he will die."

He said this out of consideration of not wanting to kill anyone, but Ozaki Kouyo obviously didn't understand it that way. She thought Douma meant that he was afraid of wasting renewable, high-quality food.

Ozaki Kouyo, whose train of thought is even more cruel and ruthless than Douma, the unqualified cannibal, thinks: If it's just blood-sucking, then it's not a big problem, it's just an ordinary pica.

The well-informed Ozaki Kouyo's eyes were no longer dark, and she pretended to be casual and continued to test, "Douma-kun likes to drink human blood?"

"This is a side effect of my special ability [Vampire Jutsu]." Douma blurted out the words he had prepared in advance and lied without blinking. After trying to smile bitterly but to no avail, he simply gave up on adjusting the difficulty to a higher level.

The effects of supernatural powers are varied, and the side effects are also bizarre.

It is truly bizarre in the literal sense, so there is no need to worry about Douma's words being exposed, as the existence of the original vampire has already explained everything.

As long as Douma doesn't foolishly reveal that he also has the ability to develop descendants, the side effects of sucking human blood are not surprising at all, and no one will care about it.

As Douma expected, after hearing that bloodsucking was a side effect of the supernatural power, Ozaki Koyo believed it without any doubt and did not ask any more questions.

This is not because Ozaki Koyo is credulous, but purely due to Fumino's worldview.

The system of superpowers emphasizes mutual promotion and mutual restraint. Any superpower has corresponding defects. As long as you know the key to the enemy's superpowers, you can make corresponding arrangements in advance and ultimately crack the opponent's superpowers effortlessly.

Even though Ozaki Kouyo is now Douma's direct superior, she cannot take the initiative to ask about the details of Douma's special abilities unless Douma brings it up. That would be too much of an overstep.

After a preliminary test of Douma, Ozaki Kouyo was quite satisfied with the result she got. The smile on her face became more genuine, and she was not stingy in teaching Douma: "Let's stop chatting here. Now it's time for teaching."

It was obvious what Ozaki Kouyo wanted to teach. Douma was confused. He tilted his head to look at the only person in the cell who could serve as a teaching material, and tried to save him again: "Use him? He's already been injured so badly, he'll die if he continues like this."

"How is that possible?" Ozaki Koyome didn't realize that Douma was looking for an excuse to shirk his responsibility. When she talked about her pride, she raised her chin proudly, her eyebrows and eyes were full of color, "You underestimate me. He won't die from this level of injury."

The words "cannot die" foreshadow the other party's tragic fate.

Seeing this, Douma could no longer raise any objections and could only light a candle for the other party in his heart.

Sorry, brother. A friend dies, but a poor person dies. Amitabha.

Ozaki Kouyo didn't know what was going on in the mind of the person next to her. She smiled and pointed at the person on the wall with her blood-stained finger: "You try to wake him up."

Douma looked around and found that the cell was equipped with all kinds of torture instruments.

Knives of different sizes, from short to long, are neatly arranged on the cart by the wall. Not only knives, but also different types of hooks, scissors, steel needles and various unknown gadgets that make people feel empathy and especially painful just by looking at them.

Just by looking over it, Douma's scalp began to tingle.

But he was clearly aware that since he chose to join the port mafia, some things were inevitable in order to survive.

After preparing himself mentally, he passed by the sharp objects stained with suspicious blood, found a bucket full of water in the corner, and then, under Ozaki Koyo's noncommittal gaze, he rushed towards the man handcuffed to the wall.