Mr Machete is a violent and impulsive man.

At your first meeting, he threw his great blade at you and nearly killed you.

But gradually over time, you realize he also has a side….cute and kind.

Even though he always mocks you and calls you weak, he still protects you.

He is not a gentleman, sometimes he will suddenly run away if he realizes that he is no match for the enemy, and he certainly does not know what it means to be gentle with you. But you admit that without him, you would have been killed by other monsters.

But the longer you stay in this strange world, the more you feel tired. You are no longer ”you” and always feel dizzy all the time.

The rising hunger makes your eyes blurry, making you unsteady on your feet. Your surroundings are spinning, the image of the bulky giant walking next to you is gradually no longer clear.

"Ah… Hungry..."

You lick your lips, your hand reaching towards Mr. Machete. The man with his head wrapped in bloody bandages, revealing only his mouth with saw-sharp teeth, looked down at you.

"את... כל כך חלש"

He mocks you in this world's language, but doesn't move when you get close.

You were in this situation once, and he helped you somehow. And you hope he will help you again.

You can feel Mr. Machete grumbled, but you couldn't guess what he was going to do next. Your eyelids drooped and you fell to the ground, the last image you took back in your eyes was of him raising his great blade…

…And he cut a line on his palm, blood slowly dripping out. He lifted you up, forced your mouth open and pressed your lips to his cut.

He once again lets you drink his blood.