Chapter 55: The Vampire’s Kidneys for Vitality
Chapter 55: The Vampire’s Kidneys for Vitality
Fang Cheng noticed the door had closed automatically behind him.
He ignored it, glancing around the izakaya’s environment.
The place appeared merely clean and ordinary, devoid of customers or notable features.
A pair of twitching cat ears emerged first from the entrance counter when the door opened.
A stunning girl with snow-white skin and luminous eyes soon leaned over the counter. She looked about seventeen.
“Welcome, customer!”
Her cheerful greeting carried forced enthusiasm.
Fang Cheng stared, not at her doll-like beauty, but at the moving cat ears.
“Are those real?” escaped his mouth before he could stop himself.
“Customer?”
“Oh…my apologies.” Fang Cheng recovered, adding bluntly, “Can I touch your ears? Just once.”
The girl froze. During her entire work timeline, nobody had ever been this direct.
“Absolutely not!” She clutched her ears defensively. “They’re sensitive.”
Fang Cheng nodded. “So other places are acceptable?”
Girl: …
This customer clearly had mental problems.
Seeing her stunned expression, Fang Cheng chuckled. “Relax, I wouldn’t let you touch my sensitive spots either.”
Who wants to touch yours?! The girl’s lips pursed at his masked narcissism.
“Here to eat?”
“Here for business with your owner Tsukikage Hoshi.”
The girl jerked her thumb toward an inner door. “Go straight through.” She wagged a warning finger. “Misbehave and I’ll throw you out.”
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Fang Cheng eyed her slender fingers, imagining how they might bend. Such beauty would surely weep beautifully if injured.
Beyond the door lay a courtyard with a steaming hot spring. Following pebble steps, he reached a small building.
As he approached the steps, lights flickered on inside. A feminine figure appeared behind paper screens.
“State your business from there,” came a voice. “This lady doesn’t receive guests directly.”
A voice drifted from inside the room, sounding like a thirty-year-old woman’s, melodious and enchanting as if whispering in one’s ear.
Seeing the reflection and hearing the sound, Fang Cheng suddenly recalled a certain video titled “Hot Spring Widow.avi”.
The woman inside must be Tsukikage Hoshi. She seemed to sense his vulgar thoughts and chuckled softly: “Customer, no naughty thinking.”
Fang Cheng grew alert. Could she actually read minds?
As if confirming his suspicion, her voice came again: “Exactly.”
Fang Cheng silently began replaying every adult film he’d ever watched in his mind, replacing all female leads with the woman behind the door.
If you peek into my brain, I’ll make you watch this marathon.
After prolonged silence, Tsukikage Hoshi finally spoke: “Customer, you’re the lewdest vampire I’ve encountered.”
The atmosphere instantly turned icy.
Fang Cheng forced a smile: “Boss Lady, how’d you know I’m a vampire?”
His muscles tensed for a short-distance dash, ready to burst through the door and eliminate this potential threat.
“Ara~ Such bloodlust!”
Her laughter tinkled: “I’m not your kind. Eating my heart won’t make you stronger. My nose simply caught your… distinctive scent.”
Fang Cheng’s lingering vampiric trait – the telltale odor allowing mutual recognition between vampires – had betrayed him. This proved she wasn’t human either.
“Enough chatter. I’m here for business. You in?”
“All customers are welcome. What service do you require?”
“You already saw my thoughts. Why ask?”
“Misunderstanding, customer. I only perceive thoughts concerning myself.”
Bullshit!
Fang Cheng mentally scoffed: “I need detailed info on a black market employer. Price?”
“Depends on their confidentiality level. Have their recruitment message?”
“Here.”
Through Takezumi Kei’s account, Fang Cheng had seen the numbered anonymous post. Without the random-digit ID, he’d have tracked them himself instead of coming here.
Half a minute later, her voice returned: “Identity found. Want it now?”
“That fast?”
“Naturally. Professional service guaranteed.”
“Cost?”
“Low clearance target. First-timer discount – twenty thousand.”
Fang Cheng’s eye twitched. The cash from Nangong Saye wasn’t enough.
Fucking daylight robbery!
“Oh dear, your murderous intent just spiked.”
“Twenty grand? You’re extorting me!”
Her laugh turned dry: “Illegitimate channels cost extra. My shop’s unique – prices reflect exclusivity.”
Monopoly practices. No wonder the outrageous quote.
“Make it cheaper and I’ll return.”
Tsukikage Hoshi nearly choked. Patrons usually didn’t haggle over her priceless services. Worse, his mental imagery now cast her establishment as some brothel.
Were it not for professional pride, she’d have kicked this brat out immediately.
(Fang Cheng’s internal rebuttal: My organs barely fetch five figures! Every penny’s blood money – no way I’m funding this scammer!)
“Counteroffer: Two kidneys as payment.”
“Don’t jest. Vampire organs interest no one.”
“Think bigger! Sell them as ‘virile vampire kidneys’ to luxury hotels. Market them as aphrodisiacs – you’ll profit triple!”
Tsukikage Hoshi: …
Why not peddle them yourself?
…
After intense haggling, they settled at twelve thousand amidst “harmonious” negotiations.
When Tsukikage Hoshi disclosed the employer’s identity, Fang Cheng found it both predictable and astonishing.