赤い絆

From the gaping open cut, the blood pours down with great force, dripping upon her body as it begins to grow thin.

It doesn't hurt... it's only hot.

As if in inverse proportion to my cooling body, my wrist becomes hotter and hotter.

I push my wrist to her lips.

With each heartbeat, the blood floods out, pouring life into her.

At first, the blood spills from the corners of her mouth, but...

Moving her dyed red throat, she swallows my life down.

Her skin, at first mixed with translucent blue light and pale dark, returns to a human-like reddish color.

This time, I thought that Yumei-oneechan really would disappear.

Like ice left deserted in the noon sun, I thought she would melt cooly away, leaving barely a trace.

But, but...

Now, in this arm, I feel a clear warmth.

Maybe because my body is cooling down. The warmth that gradually bleeds out my skin feels remarkably pleasant.

In contrast, my back, unable to feel that warmth, is feeling lonely.

That's why, only slightly, I embrace her with greater strength.

*kyu˜*

It doesn't make any such noise, but in exchange, Yumei-oneechan circles her arms around, wrapping up my chilly back.