Volume Nine: The Years I Was a Witch
The Pact
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You Dai’er’s brow furrowed tightly. She gave Wen Nuan a deep look, her blood-red eyes filled with the same viciousness and gloom a predator has when it spots its prey.
She was angry. Wen Nuan sensed it easily.
The next second, a hand was clamped tightly around her throat.
One of these days, You Dai’er is going to break this skinny neck of mine, Wen Nuan thought.
“Little witch, you really have changed a lot, haven’t you?”
Wen Nuan forced the words out. “I’ve never changed.”
You Dai’er understood the meaning behind her words. “So… the little witch was lying to me all along before?”
“Otherwise…” Wen Nuan gave a cold laugh. “…how could I have… survived under you until now, and even been able to… seal you with my own hands?”
It was true. If Wen Nuan hadn’t had some real skill, You Dai’er would have devoured her long ago. How could she have allowed her to grow to this point, where every word she said could make her angry?
“If you were lying to me before, why not keep it up now?” You Dai’er released her grip, looking at the marks on Wen Nuan’s neck. “Little witch, I can pretend that nothing ever happened. We can go back to how things were. How about it?”
“How things were?” Wen Nuan took a deep breath. “I go back to being your blood servant? Let you bite me whenever and wherever you want? Act as your personal furnace to keep you warm?”
You Dai’er’s eyes landed on Wen Nuan’s chest, rising and falling heavily as she breathed, and for some reason, her gaze felt scalded.
“You might as well just kill me.”
Her eyes twitched, and that fleeting burning sensation vanished as if it had never been there.
“Is it just because of those things?” You Dai’er smiled. “I can stop drinking your blood and stop holding you for warmth. Can we go back to how we were then?”
“No.”
You Dai’er’s eyes narrowed. “Are you messing with me?”
“You’re a cruel, utterly inhuman vampire. Why should I believe a word you say?” Wen Nuan raised a hand and wiped the traces of blood from her neck.
You Dai’er had to admit she wasn’t trustworthy, but she had been serious about what she’d just said. Now, hearing Wen Nuan’s sarcastic retort, she felt an indescribable stuffiness in her chest.
Wen Nuan pushed her hand away, left her embrace, and stood off to the side, saying coolly, “You Dai’er, I know what kind of person you are better than you do. Bloodthirsty, cruel, vicious, and tyrannical. You have no heart.”
The tightness in her chest grew worse. You Dai’er stared intently at Wen Nuan. “Do you hate me that much?”
“I don’t hate you.”
You Dai’er’s eyes lit up, but Wen Nuan’s next words made her heart clench painfully.
“I don’t like you, either.”
Watching Wen Nuan’s back as she went upstairs, You Dai’er slammed a fist against her chest. The oppressive feeling wouldn’t dissipate; it only grew heavier and heavier.
Ever since the third-generation vampire Primogenitor was sealed, vampires and humans had entered an awkward era of coexistence. They had signed a pact with each other.
Humans were not allowed to hunt vampires at will, and vampires could not kill humans wantonly to sate their appetites. The two sides kept each other in check, and in this way, forty years had passed in relative peace.
But recently, the Hunter Bureau had discovered more than a dozen corpses on Hui Mountain, all drained of blood. There were clear bite marks on their necks, making it hard not to suspect the recently awakened third-generation vampire Primogenitor.
You Dai’er didn’t sleep all night. She stared fixedly at Wen Nuan’s sleeping face. The girl really wasn’t as tense as she used to be when they slept together.
She slept peacefully now, her brow smooth, her expression placid.
Though they were still sleeping in the same bed, their states of mind were completely different from before.
You Dai’er looked at the distance between them—it was so wide you could have fit another person there.
She frowned and scooted closer to Wen Nuan. The distance shrank a little. She scooted over again, and again, until she was close enough to wrap her arms around Wen Nuan just by reaching out.
But now that she was closer, You Dai’er felt a sense of helplessness.
She looked at her own ice-cold hands, thought of what Wen Nuan had said, and sighed silently.
She cursed under her breath, “Fuck!”
Suddenly, Wen Nuan’s eyes snapped open, startling You Dai’er. “What are you doing?” she blurted out.
Wen Nuan stared at her coldly. “What are you trying to do?”
She looked down at the distance between them. “You’re a little too close to me.”
“We used to sleep in each other’s arms,” You Dai’er retorted. “If you’re going to count, this distance is still pretty far.”
Wen Nuan paused, saying nothing more.
She was about to get up when a hand clamped around her waist.
“I struck a nerve, didn’t I, little witch?”
You Dai’er had seen the awkward, embarrassed look on Wen Nuan’s face just now, and it had given her away instantly.
“Let go.” Wen Nuan tried to pull her hand away, but it wouldn’t budge.
“First, tell me if I’m right,” You Dai’er asked, her interest piqued.
Wen Nuan turned her head to meet her gaze. “No.”
In the moment You Dai’er was distracted, she pried her hand off and left the bedroom.
When You Dai’er came to her senses, she thought about how close Wen Nuan had been just now. She had almost kissed her.
Almost…
And that look in her eyes—it was hardly innocent.
It was like she was hiding something.
Wen Nuan took a bite of toasted bread.
“You eat just bread and milk every day?”
You Dai’er suddenly appeared behind Wen Nuan, looking with disgust at the bread and milk in the refrigerator.
“Don’t you eat meat?”
Humans had such a wide variety of foods, a mix of meat and vegetables.
There was even a time when humans, in their quest for immortality like vampires, had gotten the idea of eating vampires.
“Raw meat has blood.”
You Dai’er knew what she meant. Hating the sight of blood was because she hated vampires, and hating vampires was because she hated her.
“You could process it yourself and eat it cooked.”
Cooked meat processed by humans tasted alright, but You Dai’er still preferred her meat bloody.
Wen Nuan took a sip of milk. “I don’t like cooking for myself.”
You Dai’er was speechless. “…How did you get so lazy? You never used to be…”
…this lazy, were you?!
But when she saw the look Wen Nuan shot her way, the rest of the words died on her lips.
You Dai’er could already imagine what Wen Nuan would say next—something along the lines of, “If I wasn’t afraid you’d kill me, I couldn’t have been bothered to wait on you.”
Wen Nuan retracted her gaze and continued drinking her milk. The atmosphere between them grew inexplicably heavy.
She set down her glass and said flatly, “If you don’t plan on killing me, then you should leave.”
You Dai’er frowned. “Are you kicking me out?”
“This is my house.”
The implication was clear.
“And what can you do if I don’t leave?” The feeling of being driven out was deeply unpleasant for You Dai’er.
No one had ever dared to kick her out since she first appeared in this world.
Wen Nuan was truly testing the limits of her tolerance, again and again.
And yet, the thought of simply killing Wen Nuan didn’t even cross her mind.
Wen Nuan just glanced at her coolly. “The house is yours. I’ll leave.”
In this world, she had plenty of money. A house was the last thing she lacked.
You Dai’er’s face darkened. “Ning Wen Nuan!”
She was truly angry now.
Wen Nuan’s constant resistance had finally infuriated her.
Wen Nuan gathered her dishes, her tone feigning amazement. “Oh, so you do know my name?”
In the past and in the present, You Dai’er had always just called her “little witch.”
She had known she was a witch from their very first meeting. A vampire raising a witch, only to be sealed by the very witch she raised—it was laughable just thinking about it.
You Dai’er was taken aback. “…Is that the point?”
“I just find it amazing.”
“What’s so amazing?”
Wen Nuan’s eyes were filled with sarcasm. “It’s amazing that you can still remember my name.”
“I was starting to think my name was just ‘little witch.'”
“It’s just a name,” You Dai’er said dismissively.
“Alright,” Wen Nuan said.
Her tone conveyed an even greater indifference than You Dai’er’s.
“If you don’t like it, I can stop calling you little witch,” You Dai’er said. “I’ll just call you Wen Nuan from now on. Big deal.”
“Suit yourself.”
Seeing she was about to leave, You Dai’er grabbed her wrist. “I’m not leaving, and you can’t leave either.”
Wen Nuan looked down at her wrist. “I’m nothing to you. And if you think about it, we should be enemies. You’ve crossed a line.”
“I don’t see you as an enemy.”
To be honest, she knew why Wen Nuan had sealed her. She really should have been angry, and she was.
But at the time, You Dai’er had just thought, The little witch I raised is so powerful, she can even seal me.
If there was another reason, it was more likely that… she was an eternal being, and the little witch was not.
You Dai’er had planned to give her the First Embrace1 after she came of age, but before she got the chance, the little witch sealed her.
She didn’t know how many years the seal would last. She wouldn’t die, but the little witch was human. Even if being a witch gave her a longer lifespan, it was insignificant compared to a vampire’s.
So she had worried a little. If the seal was broken one day, would her little witch still be alive?
Fortunately.
A trace of imperceptible softness flickered in You Dai’er’s eyes. She tightened her grip on the slender wrist, her voice softening considerably. “I don’t see you as an enemy.”
Wen Nuan didn’t shake her off. Instead, she asked, “Then what do you think our relationship is?”
“We could… we could be friends.”
Wen Nuan shook her head. “I don’t want to be friends with you.”
You Dai’er took a deep breath, her gaze instantly turning sharp. “Ning Wen Nuan, do you really think I’m that good-tempered?”
“To let you be rude to me time and time again?”
In the past, You Dai’er was respected and adored wherever she went. All other vampires would have killed to kneel and lick2 her shoes to show their respect and admiration.
Wen Nuan raised a hand. “You Dai’er, I’m running out of patience, too.”
You Dai’er lunged forward, pinning Wen Nuan against the wall, her tone menacing. “My patience is also wearing thin.”
She just wanted to go back to how things were with Wen Nuan. Why the hell was it so hard?!
“While I’m still talking to you nicely,” You Dai’er said, pinching Wen Nuan’s cheek, “don’t push me again and again.”
“Just be good and stay with me. Once I give you the First Embrace, you’ll be immortal. Your body won’t be so fragile, and then…”
You Dai’er’s expression changed. She leaped back abruptly, staring at the dining table, which had been sliced in two. “You dare!?”
“I’ve done things far more daring,” Wen Nuan said, raising a hand and crooking a finger. “You know that better than I do, don’t you?”
“Also, I have no desire to receive your First Embrace. The thing I hate most is vampires.”
“I gave you a chance to kill me. If you’re not going to take it, then I’ll live out the rest of my life in peace, and we can stay out of each other’s way.”
Stay out of each other’s way?
Those words sent a sharp pain through You Dai’er’s heart.
“Stay out of each other’s way,” You Dai’er said, gnashing her teeth. “Don’t even think about it. I raised you. Your entire being is mine. Even if you die, your corpse will be mine.”
“You want to escape me? I’m telling you, dream on!”
You Dai’er tried to step forward but was blocked by an invisible wall. “Dispel the spell.”
Wen Nuan didn’t move.
“I’ll say it again. Dispel…”
The villa’s doorbell suddenly rang. Neither of them moved. When the ringing stopped, it was replaced by heavy knocking.
Wen Nuan lowered her hand and turned to open the door. It was Ai Wen.3
His expression was grave. “The vampire Primogenitor You Dai’er has awakened and has already started killing people,” he said urgently. “Over thirty people have died on Hui Mountain in the last few days, all of them drained of their blood.”
“Humans and vampires are bound by ‘The Pact,’ so those thirty people must have been killed by You Dai’er.”
Hearing the man at the door, You Dai’er’s eyelids twitched.
Although she hadn’t killed those thirty people, being misunderstood was an irritating feeling. But she couldn’t be bothered to explain herself.
It was perfectly normal for vampires to feed on humans. Only thirty or so people had died. Was it worth making such a big fuss over a small thing?
“It wasn’t her,” Wen Nuan said.
Ai Wen paused, astonished. “What?”
You Dai’er looked at Wen Nuan. She hadn’t expected Wen Nuan to defend her.
Wen Nuan repeated herself. “You Dai’er didn’t do it.”
“What evidence do you have to prove it wasn’t her?” Ai Wen asked.
“Because she’s been with me the whole time.” Wen Nuan turned to look back at You Dai’er and beckoned with her finger. “Come here.”
It was like calling a dog.
You Dai’er walked over, and seeing Ai Wen’s growing terror, she offered a provocative smile. “Thirty people isn’t even enough to stuff the gaps between my teeth. You’re underestimating…”
Wen Nuan shot her a glare, and the words caught in You Dai’er’s throat.
Wen Nuan explained to Ai Wen, “What happened on Hui Mountain has nothing to do with You Dai’er.”
Ai Wen stared at the sight of You Dai’er standing obediently beside Wen Nuan. It was truly a shocking scene.
“O-Okay.”
Ai Wen trusted Ning Wen Nuan’s words. He was just about to beat the road back home when he heard Wen Nuan ask from behind him, “According to ‘The Pact,’ if a vampire feeds on humans without cause and harms innocent lives, how does the Hunter Bureau handle it?”
You Dai’er tilted her head to look at her.
Ai Wen didn’t understand why Wen Nuan was asking, but he explained anyway. “The punishment is determined by the number of humans harmed.”
“Six people.”
You Dai’er’s face was so dark that even Ai Wen could feel her anger.
Ai Wen said, trembling, “For six people, the punishment is relatively light. They just have to endure six silver bullets in their body, which cannot be removed for one hundred days, and be sentenced to six days of scorching in the sun.”
Wen Nuan pointed at You Dai’er. “Take her away. She killed six people and violated ‘The Pact.'”
Ai Wen: “!!”
You Dai’er’s eyes flashed red, her voice savage. “Ning Wen Nuan!?”
Wen Nuan ignored You Dai’er’s fury and smiled sweetly. “I ask that the Hunter Bureau strictly abide by ‘The Pact,’ and not let us weak humans be harmed by vampires.”
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Ai Wen: I feel like I’m going to die.
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