I'm not going to be an Spirit! (Translate)

Priscilla rushed back to the dormitory worriedly.

After receiving a call from her sister asking for help, she didn't even bother to buy the rest of the food.

After buying half of the items, she hurriedly took a taxi, wanting to go back as quickly as possible.

As a younger sister, she naturally knew whether her sister would have the urge to suck blood due to hemothia.

In the past, when Irene encountered the urge to suck blood, if she was weak, she would endure it. If she was stronger, she would usually ask her for help.

Priscilla did not resist, just as her sister loved her, she also loved her sister.

If she could help, she would never refuse.

But this time, judging from Irene tone, the blood-sucking urge she suffered seemed to be very strong.

Priscilla had never heard her sister voice sound so painful and miserable.

Therefore, she was very worried about Irene situation.

If Irene could humble herself and ask Miku Izayoi to suck her blood, then Priscilla would have nothing to worry about.

After all, her elder sister has always been very broad minded and has helped her a lot in the academy these days.

But for some reason, Irena was very wary of Miku Izayoi, and every time the two of them came into contact, she seemed to be on guard against something.

At least in Priscilla eyes, although the two lived together and had some secret agreements, their relationship was actually not very good.

This made her feel very sorry for a while.

My elder sister is such a good person, but I just can't understand her.

Even when she mentioned Miku Izayoi merits in front of Irene, her sister would be very hostile.

On one side are her beloved relatives, and on the other side are her favorite idols. Caught in the middle, Priscilla really hopes that their relationship can improve.

Whenever she thought of this, Priscilla couldn't help but sigh.

About forty minutes later, she returned to the dormitory.

The taxi driver was a very nice uncle. When he heard that it was an emergency, he used his skills as a veteran driver without saying a word and shortened the one-hour journey by twenty minutes.

She jogged back to the dormitory, put the bag in her hand casually on the table, and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Just as she was about to knock on Irene door, she heard a high pitched and low pitched breathing coming from Miku Izayoi room not far away.

Hearing the voice, Priscilla pretty face blushed and she hurried into Irene's bedroom.

"Oh, my goodness, onee-sama. It's still broad daylight."

She closed the door, leaned against it, and covered her face with her hands, looking shy.

During this period of time, she has been living in this dormitory building, so she can naturally hear and see what Irena hears and sees.

However, unlike her sister, Priscilla did not think it was a serious matter.

The opposite is true.

Not only did she not object to her favorite idol bringing a girl back to spend the night, she even felt a little happy inside.

After all, if Miku Izayoi likes girl and has no interest in boys, it means that in the future Miku Izayoi will not leave the stage just to marry a man and have children.

This is a good thing for fans.

Moreover, he brings a different girl home to spend the night every day, which also shows that Miku Izayoi smile will never belong to just one person, but belongs equally to every fan who likes her.

Or rather, female fans.

What a fraternity this is!

There was clearly nothing worth criticizing about him, but his sister seemed to never understand this and kept holding on to it.

Although having to fall asleep every night listening to moans and gasps made Priscilla, who was still young and had no experience in love, very shy, she fully supported Miku Izayoi in doing so.

After taking a few deep breaths and calming herself down, she looked at the bed in the bedroom.

However, strangely, Irene was not in the bed.

"Huh? My sister isn't in the bedroom?" She murmured to herself in confusion, "Could it be that she's in my room?"

With that, she left Irene's bedroom.

As he walked towards his bedroom, the sound coming from Miku Izayoi bedroom became more obvious.

She could even vaguely hear voices.

"Haha, it looks like this is the sensitive spot."

"Woo, woo."

"I'm going to use more force. If you want to scream, just scream. No one will hear you."

"Woo, woo?"

"Hmm? You want to take a break? I didn't give you permission to take a break."

"Ouch..."

"Ready? Three, two, one!"

"Woooooooooooooo!"

A series of blushing words reached Priscilla ears.

The other voice sounded as if something was stuffed in its mouth, and it could only whimper.

The whimpering breaths sometimes sounded panic, sometimes sounded comfortable, making people wonder what was going on inside.

Listening to the sounds coming from Miku Izayoi room, Priscilla felt her body getting a little hot.

However, just as she was about to pretend nothing had happened as usual, she suddenly felt that the whimpering sounded familiar for no reason.

But she couldn't remember where she had heard it.

After hesitating for a long time, she stamped her feet, and after struggling for a long time, she seemed to have made up her mind.

She tiptoed to the door of Miku Izayoi bedroom and put her ear against the door, trying to hear more clearly.

At this moment, the familiar whimpering sound in the room was breathing heavily, as if it had just finished some intense exercise and exhausted all its physical strength.

At the same time, Priscilla also heard the sound of pulling out paper.

"I've come out a lot this time. I feel like I'll definitely get dehydrated if I don't drink some water."

"Come on, open your mouth and I'll feed you."

"Eh? No mouth-to-mouth? You're such a shy kid."

The more Priscilla listened, the more she felt something was wrong.

She seemed to have really heard such panting sounds somewhere.

But perhaps because there was something stuffed in the other person's mouth, she couldn't hear it clearly. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't figure out where she had heard it before.

Priscilla focused her attention, pressing against the door.

It was also because of this that she was so focused that she didn't even notice that Miku Izayoi door was only ajar.

"ah!"

When she leaned her whole body against the door, the half open bedroom door was suddenly pushed open by her.

Priscilla fell down without paying attention and her head hit the ground hard.

For a moment, no one spoke, and no one dared to move.

Both sides remained strangely silent.

The room was so quiet that the only sound that could be heard was the vibrating sound of the massager.