Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires

"It has been a week since then…" Midnight muttered under her breath as she lay on her bed, her crimson hair spread in all directions.

"A week, and I am still thinking about it…" she gritted her teeth. Each time she remembered how she was moments away from dying, only to be saved by Zaroth at the last moment, her heart seemed to increase its beats.

"Stupid!" she scolded herself as she got up and brewed herself some coffee.

Coffee truly was a miracle, no matter if you were a human or a demon, it all worked the same.

Midnight sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. Ever since she drank the blood of the Purifiers that had tried to kill her, she was stronger, faster… and more alluring.

She was slowly getting closer to her goal, she was slowly evolving.

'And one of my kind is dead. That is good,' she thought as she changed her clothes and went outside. It was time for the lectures.

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She was in class C, as such, there were a lot of students—so many, in fact, that they had been broken into multiple groups. The lecture had yet to start, so the students all around her were engaged in chat, talking about this and that.

Midnight, not surprisingly, didn't bother with making friends. As usual, she found the company of humans irritating. She had been trained from a young age to dislike them, so she didn't feel the need to make friends at all.

After a few moments, the professor finally showed himself and began the lecture. The room quickly fell silent as everybody listened to the subpar explanation of the professor, which wasn't surprising—after all, they were in class C, so they wouldn't get the best teachers the academy had to offer. Those were reserved for the higher classes.

Of course, if she wanted to, she could have shown enough power to be moved to B or even A class, but doing so always arose the risk that somebody would question how a girl with no known past was able to rise so high in the academy.

And the more attention she gained, the higher the chances that somebody would discover she was a vampire. As such, she hadn't even entered the tournament on purpose, trying to keep low.

Midnight, despite knowing that these lectures were mostly useless, still listened as she tried to absorb as much information as possible about how humans lived and behaved.

Once her lectures were over, she went to the place where the true knowledge stayed—the library.

It seemed that many students didn't see the need to visit the library, thinking that simply being at the most prestigious academy was enough on its own.

But Midnight knew the truth, the most valuable information was in these books.

She was quietly reading another history book, which described the current relationships between the continents, focusing on the Empire and its ties with the neighboring empires.

She glanced around the reading room, which was usually empty. With the exception of one timid boy with glasses, there wasn't anybody else that seemed interested enough to come to the library daily… Well, there was one more exception, but Midnight didn't want to think about him at the moment as she found herself hard to focus if she did.

But the next moment, the doors of the room opened, and a man on the shorter side with white hair and green cat-like eyes entered the room. Your next journey awaits at My Virtual Library Empire

Zaroth.

Midnight's eyes narrowed for a moment as she felt her heart beat faster. A second later, she forced herself to focus on her book.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't focus on the words as her gaze seemed to wander toward where Zaroth had taken his seat.

He was a weird person that didn't seem to follow any kind of schedule. Sometimes he would not come for more than three days, other times, he would spend his time reading until he was forced to leave when the library closed.

Midnight had been observing him for some time now, so she knew that information.

'Wait, I observe him because he has tamed a dragon! So he could prove to be an obstacle—that is why I keep my eyes on him! No other reason!' She tried to lie to herself as she cursed at herself for not being able to focus on the book.

Zaroth seemed to have sensed that he was being watched, and after a quick observation, concluded that it was most likely Midnight. As such, he approached her.

Midnight's heart rate quickened even more as, for some reason, she seemed to be almost glad that he was approaching her.

She tried to make her voice sound annoyed. "Can't you see that I am busy?"

Zaroth smiled in response. "Yeah, me too," he said as he sat down across from her at the desk and also got busy reading.

'Why the hell did you sit at my table when there are so many free around?!' she cursed silently as she glanced at her book, making it seem like she was reading while, in truth, she was freaking out.

'Is it because of the large amount of blood I drank before? Is that why my heart is beating so irregularly?' she asked herself but disregarded the idea, as the only time she seemed to be having problems was when she was near Zaroth or thinking about him.

'Whatever, I will just try to ignore him,' she thought.

A few hours later, both of them were still engrossed in their books. The library was completely empty as only the two of them remained.

Midnight had finished her book, so she was supposed to leave, but for some reason, she found herself not wanting to get up from the table. It was strangely peaceful with just the two of them reading.

She threw a quick glance at Zaroth, who seemed to be solely focused on his book. From the book's title, it was clear that it was about some weird martial art.

Zaroth's eyes seemed to have narrowed as he absorbed the information in the book. A second later, his concentration was broken as his bracelet shined.

He used it only to see that he had gotten a message.

Unable to contain her curiosity, Midnight asked, "What is it?"

"It seems like the fourth round will be tomorrow," he explained.@@novelbin@@

She didn't seem surprised in the slightest to learn that he was still in the tournament, most likely because she knew how powerful he really was.

Zaroth's eyes seemed to shine for a moment as it seemed he had gotten an idea. "You aren't in the tournament, right?"

Midnight scoffed at his words. "Of course, I am not. Why would I want to risk putting myself in the spotlight?"

"Hm… in that case, do you want to go?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Go where?"

He grinned. "To watch me in the match, of course. What else?"

'He wants me to watch how he performs in the tournament? But why would he want such a thing? … Unless… is he trying to show off? Wait, is this the same as asking me for a date then?'

Midnight involuntarily blushed a little, while Zaroth was still grinning like an idiot, most likely not even realizing that he had basically invited Midnight on a date.