Because of My Stupidity, I Became a Timid Vampire

Chapter 211 : Ultimate One-for-One Trade

After dinner, Bei Yaoyue dove straight into her bedroom, preparing to handle the commissioned artwork that had accumulated over these past few days.

Since she had recently been either accompanying Xifeng to play around or "playing" with Xifeng at home, Bei Yaoyue's unfinished commissions kept piling up. Two pieces had even reached their deadlines, yet she hadn't touched her pen at all.

"Sigh..."

With a long sigh, Bei Yaoyue pressed the power button. Actually, she had grown somewhat tired of commission work lately. Whenever she was living it up with Xifeng, enjoying the nightlife, she still had to worry about deadlines, which made her feel particularly miserable.

She wasn't tired of drawing—on the contrary, she loved drawing immensely, and it was her greatest hobby. She simply disliked the process of taking commissions and rushing to meet deadlines. Although she could earn considerable income from it, it also occupied almost all of her time.

This led to a very strange phenomenon: when they had nothing to do, both would shut themselves in their respective bedrooms—one playing games, the other drawing. Even though they lived in the same house, sometimes they would only see each other once all day.

After careful consideration, Bei Yaoyue decided that once the game development matter was properly arranged, she would stop taking individual commissions and only accept commercial artwork. Otherwise, under the quadruple pressure of study, life, work, and career, her time would be pitifully scarce. To avoid living too exhaustively, she would inevitably have to give up some things.

With Xifeng around, life was impossible to give up. In contemporary society that highly valued academic credentials, the importance of study was self-evident. So between work and career, she could only choose to abandon work—that is, taking commissions.

After all, strictly speaking, this couldn't really be considered formal work. Without any constraints or restrictions, abandoning it was just abandoning it. It wasn't like giving up the path of art entirely, and her current savings were completely sufficient to support her and Xifeng living quite luxuriously for half a lifetime.

But thinking about how drawing commissions had accompanied her through countless lonely nights, Bei Yaoyue felt somewhat reluctant. She shook her head, driving the negative emotions from her mind, and began concentrating on handling the two pieces that were about to be overdue.

Time passed until evening. Bei Yaoyue barely managed to complete the line art for two illustrations. She put down her graphics tablet and stylus, slumped in her chair and stretched, dissolving all her fatigue in that addictive sense of comfort.

She looked at the time on her desktop—it was already 9 PM. She jumped down from her chair, wanting to move her body that had been sitting for several hours.

Suddenly, an extremely subtle sensation appeared on Bei Yaoyue out of nowhere. She felt as if she had a second body, but couldn't control it. Her steps immediately faltered as she stopped with a confused expression.

This feeling was...

Soon, Bei Yaoyue retrieved the memory fragments related to this sensation from the small corner of her memory. Wasn't this exactly the Sacred Khala she had used last time?

Combined with the deep weakness spreading throughout her body, Bei Yaoyue immediately identified the culprit behind all this—Xifeng. Only Xifeng would have such a weak body.

Recalling the sumptuous dinner Xifeng had deliberately prepared tonight, Bei Yaoyue was momentarily as confused as a senior, completely unable to guess what Xifeng was trying to pull.

Enduring the strange sensations shared from Xifeng's side, Bei Yaoyue prepared to go find Xifeng next door to ask what was going on. But just as she grasped the door handle, a current completely foreign to her violently struck her nervous system. Her body immediately trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and her weak legs couldn't support her as she collapsed to the ground.

"?, ?!, !?"

Never having experienced such stimulation, Bei Yaoyue's brain directly crashed. After realizing the source location of this sensation, her cheeks quickly turned completely red.

No matter how foolish she was, she should understand what was happening. That lunatic Xifeng had actually used Sacred Khala on her, then did that to herself...

Was this the legendary ultimate one-for-one trade, trading a horse for a horse?

Along with the strange sensations came blazing flames that nearly burned away Bei Yaoyue's rationality. With trembling hands, she took out her phone and struggled to control her fingers to open the system attributes.

"Shame: 98.8%

Sensitivity: 177.6

Excitement: 134.9%"

Due to Sacred Khala's influence, everything Xifeng felt was clearly and precisely fed back to Bei Yaoyue's consciousness. Although these system items were all strange and unreliable, their reliability and stability were definitely top-tier.

"Mm..."

Her cheeks seemed soaked in blood. Bei Yaoyue tightly covered her mouth to prevent inappropriate sounds from leaking out. She desperately tried to stand up and stop Xifeng's beastly behavior, but it was futile. Under the wash of those maddening sensations, her body lost almost all controllability, her legs as soft as two pieces of cotton.

"Stop... stop..."

Biting her lips tightly and making intermittent whimpers, Bei Yaoyue quickly found Xifeng's phone number and called, but the result was predictable—Xifeng, who had entered self-harm mode, wouldn't pay any attention to her calls.

With no help available, Bei Yaoyue had to find another plan. She took out blue flower tea from the system and gulped down two large mouthfuls. Soon, a cooling sensation flowed into her heart, rapidly cooling her body, but... that feeling she hated so much didn't disappear.

Bei Yaoyue's quick-thinking mind immediately realized the problem. The blue flower tea she drank affected only her own body, but what made her unable to endure was the sensation shared from Xifeng's side. Unless she could also force Xifeng to drink some, there was no way to end this absurd situation.

Making matters worse, since Bei Yaoyue's own body had completely calmed down, she was now trapped in the painful gap of ice and fire. The sensation sharing made her feel as if she possessed two bodies simultaneously—one consumed by flames, the other in a world of ice and snow.

Using every bit of willpower, Bei Yaoyue barely managed to walk to outside Xifeng's bedroom. Only when she found she couldn't press down the door handle no matter what did she discover that Xifeng had completely locked the door.

"Xifeng... aren't you... suffering..."

Her lips nearly bitten to bleeding, Bei Yaoyue shouted desperately. Since it was sensation sharing, however much she was suffering now, Xifeng must be suffering just as much, but Xifeng showed no intention of stopping.

This person... could she be a masochist?!