Fostering the Male Lead

ame carefully.

Sihael was preoccupied with drinking my blood.
So I took the opportunity to glance at him and lowered my hand that was covering my neck.
Vigilantly, I stretched out my hand toward Sihael’s side.
I carefully felt the wound so as not to frighten him.
Then I could feel the wound slowly healing with my fingertips.

‘…A little bit more!’

Finally, the ghastly long cut wound was gone.
The blood that flowed endlessly like a flood finally stopped.
My eyes crinkled as I touched the soft skin of Sihael.

‘It’s done now.
He’s all better.’

The terrible pain turned into relief.
Tears streamed down my temples and wet my ears.

“You, just wait till you become human again.
I’m going to beat your butt like a drum.”

My voice trembled with relief and anger.
I felt nauseous as if my stomach was churning, but I had no time to calmly control my emotions.

‘If we stay like this, I’ll soon breathe my last breath.’

I grabbed Sihael’s chin and forcibly removed him from me.

“Grrrrrrr.”

“Stop! That’s enough!”

“Woof! Woof!”

Of course, Siehael didn’t listen to me.
Sihael, who had already lost his humanness due to blood, rushed at me with the sole intention of eating my blood.

“Arrrrggg!”

The only thing Sihael was aiming for was my neck.
Sihael just only kept looking at it and lunged at me without seeing my fist flying from the side.
Caught off guard, he couldn’t avoid my fist and rolled on the floor.
I quickly grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and pinned him under me.

I pressed his neck with my thigh as he struggled to get out.
My body trembled at his strong movements.

“Arfff, arrfff.”

“Sihael, wake up!”

I don’t want to hit someone who just came back alive!

However, Sihael’s reason showed no signs of returning.
It was because he ate too much blood.

I didn’t like it, but I couldn’t help it.

“I have no choice but to knock him out.”

Among the vital points that Sihael himself told me, the one that can be hit in this position was the nape of his neck.
I found that vital spot and hit the back of the neck as hard as I could.
It felt ridiculous to have him faint again, but what could I do, I had to live.

“Sorry.”

“Awoo.”

Sihael, who was struggling with all his might, slumped.

“When you wake up after a good night’s sleep, everything will be fine.”

I whispered as I stroked the head of Sihael, who was breathing hard.
As if he had understood my words, his breathing gradually became stable.

“Good job.”

You and I endured well.

I hugged him and buried my face in his neck.