My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave

Chapter 132: B - The courage of Aoshi

"Well, well... the world really is a small place, isn’t it, Hiroshi? I thought I’d never see the idiot who put me in the ER for half a day ever again, and yet... here we are."

"W-What do you want from me now?" Aoshi stammers.

"Come on now, is that any way to greet old friends?" Kaito says with mock disappointment. "Why don’t you leave your little girlfriend here and come take a walk with us? We won’t hurt you, I promise — just a nice, quiet chat between friends. Come on. Let me buy you a drink, you know... to make up for that little incident at the water park."

"Kaito... is this the girl you were talking about?" Hiroshi asks, puzzled, pointing at Ayane. "You told me she was the hottest girl you’d ever seen. But honestly, I don’t see what the big deal is."

Ayane lowers her gaze, terrified and humiliated at the same time.

Those words wound her far more deeply than any insult could have.

"Of course that’s not the girl I was about to fuck at the water park. Do you seriously think I’d waste my time on someone like her? I’d be too embarrassed to be seen with a girl whose hair looks like a unicorn came all over it!" Kaito exclaims, doubled over with laughter, tears forming in his eyes.

"Seriously, what the hell happened to your hair? Did you get into a fight with your hairstylist?" he adds.

"S-Stop it... stop talking about her like that!" Aoshi shouts, summoning every ounce of courage he has. "Ayane is beautiful, and you have no right to disrespect her like that!"

"A-Aoshi..." Ayane whispers, clutching both hands to her chest.

She can barely breathe.

Her heart is pounding as if she’d just run the New York City Marathon.

T-Thank you, Aoshi. Thank you...

"Oh, so you do have some balls after all, stick boy," Kaito chuckles. "The only reason you managed to hit me and run off with that blonde bitch last time was because you caught me by surprise. But this time will be different. Count on it."

Kaito and Hiroshi take a few steps toward Aoshi and Ayane, and both instinctively back away.

Every instinct tells them to turn and run, but logic tells them they’d never lose them — and trying to flee would only provoke them further.

"T-Take one more step and I swear... I swear I’ll start screaming!" Ayane blurts out, just as terrified as Aoshi, her fear growing with every second.

"Shut your mouth, bitch," Hiroshi snaps without even looking at her.

"If you really feel like screaming, once I’m done with your little boyfriend, I’ll take you back to my place and show you just how loud you can get. Though, tiny as you are, I’d probably split your pussy open if I shoved my cock inside you."

"T-Told you not to talk to Ayane like that!" Aoshi screams, completely losing control.

Then, driven by rage and desperation, he suddenly charges at Kaito, throwing a straight punch at his face.

Eliss once told me it’s stupid to fight someone who’s much stronger than you. And I’ve always agreed with her, but... how am I supposed to stand here and do nothing after these two assholes talked about Ayane like that?

She has a heart of gold — kind, generous, selfless — the last person in the world who deserves to be treated that way!

And I... I can’t let their insults go unanswered! Even if they break every bone in my body, I swear I’ll make them take back every single word they said!

Aoshi’s punch flies toward Kaito’s jaw, but Kaito catches it effortlessly with an open palm.

His fingers clamp around Aoshi’s knuckles like a steel vise, crushing them one by one.

Bone cracks echo through the air.

And with every sickening snap, a raw, agonized scream tears from Aoshi’s throat.

"L-Let go of Aoshi, you bastard!" Ayane screams, rushing toward Kaito in desperation.

But before she can reach him, Hiroshi grabs her arm, yanks her back, and locks her in a hold from behind.

"You know, I’ve got to admit... now that I’m seeing you up close, you’re actually pretty cute," Hiroshi murmurs into her ear, his voice slick with contempt.

"L-Let me go... let me go right now!"

She struggles, kicks backward, tries to elbow him, even attempts to bite him — but it’s useless.

With her tiny frame, she doesn’t stand a chance against the mountain of muscle holding her down.

"Ayane, I-I’m coming!" Aoshi shouts, his eyes shining with tears of rage and frustration.

But before he can take even a single step toward her, Kaito drives a vicious kick into his shin, sending him crashing forward.

Aoshi immediately tries to get back up, but Kaito is already on him.

Another trip sends him sprawling to the ground a second time.

And yet Aoshi refuses to give up.

Ayane’s muffled screams, smothered by Hiroshi’s hand clamped over her mouth, give him the strength to keep getting back up again and again despite the blows to his leg.

A rage unlike anything he’s ever felt erupts inside him when he sees Hiroshi’s left hand slide into the deep neckline of her dress and roughly grab her small breasts.

"Boobs this small aren’t even remotely satisfying. What a disappointment..." Hiroshi mutters with an exaggerated, mocking sigh.

Then he pulls his hand out of Ayane’s bra and places it on her waist, slowly sliding it lower and lower until it reaches the top of the dress’s high slit.

Ayane squeezes her eyes shut, her mouth clenched tight in terror.

Hiroshi’s hand slips through the slit and wraps firmly around her slender thigh.

"Let’s see if your little ass is as disappointing as the rest of you — or if it’s actually worth something."

Watching that violence unfold snaps something inside Aoshi.

Something he never imagined himself capable of feeling.

If only Eliss were here... I’d ask her to... to...

I’ve always believed that no crime in the world justified the death penalty, but... how am I supposed to believe that now? How can I not want these two bastards dead more than anything else in the world?

Maybe killing a man is wrong, but... these aren’t men — they’re beasts! And beasts like these deserve no mercy!

E-Eliss... please... save me... save us... Eliss... please... kill them!

"Stick boy, this is for that punch you threw at me at the water park!" Kaito snarls.

He raises his fist, ready to bring it crashing down onto Aoshi’s skull, when—

"You two. Let those kids go and get out of my sight. Now."

A cold, firm female voice stops Kaito before he can strike.

"E-Eliss...? Did Eliss really come to save us...?" Aoshi mutters, dazed from the beating. "N-No... that’s not Eliss’s voice..."

With his face pressed against the ground, all Aoshi can see is a pair of elegant black high-heeled boots.

He strains to lift his gaze.

First he sees long, toned legs wrapped in black tights and a short skirt ending halfway up her thighs.

Then he sees the narrow waist, sculpted hips, and generous breasts.

Finally, disbelief and relief flash across his battered face when his eyes meet those of the tall, striking young woman standing only a few steps away.

"M-Miori...?"