Chapter 25: Why So Stingy?
A chuunibyou person inevitably possesses a strong heart, otherwise, they would be mortified to death by their own embarrassing fantasies. Moreover, Jasmine’s exceptionally strong physique made her mind unbreakable. She was extremely confident, convinced that no vampire could hypnotize her.
In fact, she had never been successfully hypnotized.
Years of pretending to be hypnotized had allowed her to perfect her act, so much so that even the Blake family patriarch couldn’t detect it, let alone these teachers from the school administration. Jasmine twisted her neck. She had many good qualities, such as holding grudges and seeking revenge.
The teacher’s disdainful expression towards her was so obvious that she wouldn’t let him off the hook. Although she wouldn’t kill him, she would definitely teach him a lesson.
When daytime arrived, Jasmine snuck into the teacher’s room and, while he was unaware, covered his eyes and mouth, tied his hands and feet, and stuffed him into the bathtub in the bathroom.
When Jasmine covered his eyes, the vampire had actually woken up, but before he could react, Jasmine knocked him unconscious with a single slap. The rest was done while he was still out cold.
Jasmine hadn’t lived in this messed-up world for nothing. She knew exactly how to deal with vampires. Ordinary ropes would be easily broken by a vampire the moment they woke up.
To prevent the vampire from escaping so easily, Jasmine specifically used strips of cloth soaked in sunflower juice to tie him up securely. The vampires in this world were most afraid of sunlight. Older, pure-blooded vampires could temporarily resist the effects of sunlight, but younger, low-ranking vampires were particularly vulnerable. Exposure to sunlight for more than three minutes would turn them to ash.
The sunflowers in this world were different from those in her previous life. They could actually emit light, absorbing the essence of sunlight to bloom. Picking, chopping, and crushing them into juice, then applying it to weapons could inflict significant damage on vampires.
It was practically a divine weapon against low-ranking vampires. The effect wasn’t as potent against higher-ranking vampires, but it could still inflict negative debuffs like paralysis and blindness. Most importantly, it was colorless, odorless, and only bloomed during the day, making it impossible for vampires to discover its secret.
—Speaking of which, the name “sunflower” was given by Jasmine.
Simple, easy to understand, and fitting. Jasmine had to praise herself for her good naming sense.
After finishing this, Jasmine clapped her hands and left. She had only given him a minor lesson for his rude remarks. The ropes soaked in sunflower juice weren’t poisonous. They would only paralyze his limbs but wouldn’t cause any actual damage, just prevent him from struggling free.
When evening came and the other teachers in the office found him missing, they would definitely come looking for him and naturally find the vampire in the bathroom making muffled sounds.
Although it wasn’t a major punishment, it was definitely embarrassing enough. This incident would stay with this vampire. As long as he remained a teacher at the school, people would remember what happened to him today. Of course, Jasmine’s actions might alert some observant individuals, who might even suspect humans who could move freely during the day.
However, no matter how much they investigated, they wouldn’t be able to trace it back to her. After all, she was just a weak, helpless, and pitiful human maid.
Even if they guessed, they would only suspect the kitchen staff or male humans. After all, being able to subdue a vampire’s resistance and knock him unconscious with a single punch wasn’t something a human maid could do. As she was leaving, Jasmine even had a mischievous thought. She scattered a few werewolf hairs at the teacher’s door, giving the observant vampires another clue to ponder.
—Look, a werewolf came and beat him up during the day. Maybe it’s still lurking in the school, ready to take a bite out of those cute little flower buds.
A few days passed, and the school administration didn’t come to question her again. Jasmine knew that she had played her role as a maid well, and no one suspected her. The teacher’s ordeal hadn’t spread among the students either. Maybe they didn’t even know, because there wasn’t any gossip from the low-ranking vampire maids.
However, the school had recently tightened security and warned the students to be wary of werewolves, saying that they might sneak in.
Jasmine didn’t hear this from the low-ranking vampire maids, but from Adele. After learning about it, Adele immediately sought out Jasmine and worriedly told her not to go out even after waking up during the day, saying that she might be attacked by a werewolf.
Jasmine nodded in agreement. Then, Adele looked at her pitifully, requesting a small drop of blood. Of course, Jasmine refused directly. Adele had become even clingier this time.
“But I drank it before, didn’t I? Don’t be so stingy. I didn’t taste it last time. Just a little bit now! Let me know what it tastes like!” She even pinched her fingers together, showing a tiny distance to emphasize that she had no ill intentions and only wanted a little bit.
But Jasmine still refused. People said that starting was always the hardest part, but it wasn’t true for Jasmine. She genuinely disliked the feeling of being bitten. It wasn’t that she felt dizzy, numb, or lightheaded. It was just that when Adele’s lips, tongue, and fangs touched her, Jasmine would tremble slightly.
Adele had no choice but to leave for class, pouting and carrying her books.
The school doctor’s death didn’t cause much stir among the vampires. Even the low-ranking vampire maids stopped talking about it after a few days. However, without Anna, who had used the school doctor’s authority to suppress them, they became even more brazen in bullying the human maids.
Jasmine sometimes witnessed the human maids being mistreated. But ultimately, it was just bullying. There was no forced blood-sucking or anything further. At most, they would make the human maids do their laundry or subject them to verbal abuse and shoving.
If they asked for her help, Jasmine would help, but most of the maids chose to endure it silently. For these maids, Jasmine adopted the same approach as she did with the maids in the castle: pretend not to see.
Of course, the low-ranking vampires also tried to find trouble with Jasmine. The one who had clashed with her on the first day and then tried to bother her again under the watchful eyes of Maid White, only to be stopped by Anna, came back shortly after Anna’s disappearance. She threw a laundry basket at Jasmine’s feet, spilling dirty maid uniforms onto the floor.
Jasmine glanced down at the laundry basket. One of the uniforms landed right on her shoe, soiling her clean white socks. It was obvious that the uniform had been deliberately dirtied like this, something that couldn’t happen under normal circumstances.
The vampire maids’ methods of bullying were quite unoriginal. All they could think of was deliberately dirtying clothes to make her wash them. It was an easy task for Jasmine, requiring little effort. But why should she do it? Not only would she not wash the clothes, she would also pin the arrogant vampire to the ground.
That was what Jasmine thought, and that was what she did. She fought with the low-ranking vampire maids, but she didn’t use any strength beyond what an ordinary woman of her age should possess. Any healthy human maid could achieve her level.
She quickly subdued the three low-ranking vampires. The one who had thrown the laundry basket at her feet was pinned under the basket, screaming in panic. Jasmine sighed, “As a maid, how can you treat your uniform like this? What I did today was to teach you a lesson on behalf of your maid supervisor!”
After doing this, Jasmine released the vampire. Just like on the first day, the vampire ran away with her companions, shouting, “Don’t get cocky, I won’t let you off the hook!” They didn’t forget to pick up the laundry basket either.
Jasmine didn’t leave immediately after the vampires ran away because she had long sensed someone watching from around the corner.
Jasmine clapped her hands, brushing off nonexistent dust, before calling out to the corner, “I know you’ve been watching for a long time. Come out.”
She finally said those words! So cool!
Jasmine secretly rejoiced, the little person in her heart couldn’t help but raise her head. She had wanted to say those words for a long time. They sounded cool and were often heard in anime. When the other party slowly emerged from the corner, asking with a hint of surprise, “How did you know I was here?” it pushed Jasmine’s chuunibyou heart to its peak.
The human maid who came out from the corner was the one who had stabbed Jasmine with a paper knife before. It was evident that she was naturally timid. After Anna’s disappearance, her life hadn’t been easy either, and her face had become much paler.
But she had spoken the line that Jasmine loved from the bottom of her heart, the one from earlier.
In reality, it wasn’t just Jasmine who knew she was there. The three vampires who had come to bother her also knew. Jasmine was in high spirits. She thought about what lines she could say after the other party asked that question. After pondering for a while, she finally found one that was chuunibyou but wouldn’t make her feel embarrassed.
“Because we are the same.”
Jasmine looked at the human maid with an impassive expression, her voice calm and unwavering. The human maid showed an unexpected expression. First, she looked shocked, then confused, and finally, unwilling. After a while, she looked directly at Jasmine, her eyes shining with an unsettling intensity.
“Then… can I also be like you, pinning those low-ranking vampires who bully me to the ground?”
—That would be a bit difficult…
Jasmine scanned the human maid. She looked thin and frail, her face pale. Due to lack of sleep and proper food, her cheeks were hollow, leaving only her sea-blue eyes, shining with an unsettling brightness. Although it would be difficult, it wasn’t impossible.
Jasmine asked, “What’s your name?”
“Helen. My name is Helen.”
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