The Junior (1)
The yawn that escaped Park Jihun was long and deep, the kind that only comes after a night of relentless sex followed by nearly twenty-four hours of sleep.
He sat up and stretched, working the stiffness out of his limbs with a low groan.
“Ugh… Even for a hunter, that was brutal.”
When he had first awakened, waking up meant feeling completely refreshed, no aches, no creaks in his joints. Now his entire body—especially his lower back and hips—throbbed with protest from pushing himself too hard the night before.
“Auuu…”
Briana seemed to be in the same state. She stretched languidly beside him, limbs extending in almost comical imitation before she wobbled upright.
“Guess neither of us actually got proper rest,” he muttered.
After going at it nonstop all night and then trying to share a super-single bed built for one, it would have been stranger if they weren’t sore.
I need to either buy a bigger bed or just move.
Jihun swept his gaze across the room. Seven pyeong of cramped misery. The furniture was packed in so tightly it made the space feel even smaller. The wallpaper had gone the color of old teeth, and the floor was peeling in spots where the adhesive had given up years ago.
“…Time to save up and get the hell out of here.”
There wasn’t even room for a proper bed, and the whole place was just too rundown. It had been cheap when he was a part-timer scraping by, but that excuse had an expiration date. With more familiars sure to join Briana in the future, he needed a real house—something spacious.
Maybe I should hit up the Association for some cash. Call it promotional fees and they might actually cough up a decent amount…
His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden vibration of his phone.
Missed Calls (73)
ChocoTalk (99+)
Messages (96)
“What the…? Who would even be texting me?”
He unlocked the screen and stared. Every single notification was from unknown numbers. The missed calls came from roughly thirty different places, some repeated, but all unregistered. The area codes stretched from Seoul to Gyeonggi, Chungcheong, all the way to Busan.
“What the fuck? Did my number pop up in some new drama or movie?”
Otherwise, why would his phone be blowing up from every corner of the country?
The moment he opened his messages, everything clicked into place.
All ninety-six messages followed the same pattern. They introduced their guild, named their representative, and laid out exactly how well they would treat him if he joined. It was as if they had all copied the same template.
Hunter. Tamer. They already know everything about me.
Somehow they had gotten his number and flooded him with offers. The ChocoTalk messages were longer but carried the exact same intent.
“Korean personal information really is a fucking joke…”
Jihun let out a long sigh at the absurdity, but he had more or less expected this.
“Just recruiting me would be insane promotional material. Of course they’re losing their minds.”
What actually surprised him was seeing that even the Yongwang Guild and the Legend Guild—the two giants who constantly fought for the top spot in Korea—had reached out.
“Hmm. Maybe joining a guild wouldn’t be the worst idea. At least the other places would stop blowing up my phone.”
Stealing someone who already belonged to an organization carried more weight than recruiting a free agent. Still, no guild he could think of would accept his conditions: solo entry until he had five familiars, and the freedom to keep taming through sexual conquest. He couldn’t exactly say, ‘Please let me in alone because I need to fuck monsters.’
They might even swarm him wanting to learn the method themselves. That would be a nightmare.
So he deleted every missed call, every message, every chat without replying.
“At least they didn’t show up at my door.”
Given the flood of notifications, the lack of knocking was a relief. No reporters camped outside, either. He glanced out the window just to be sure. The alley was quiet as always.
The Association must have stepped in. Probably threatened legal action if anyone came to my house.
“Well then… maybe I’ll sleep a little more. I’m still wiped.”
“Kii?”
When Jihun turned back toward the bed, he found Briana sitting up halfway under the blanket. Her dreamy, half-lidded eyes and completely exposed, perky green breasts greeted him without shame.
“……”
They had gone at it all night, yet the sight of those smooth, full curves made his cock twitch and begin to swell again.
“Even if I wanted to, my back’s killing me and my dick feels raw…”
Even as he said it, his feet carried him closer to her.
Then—
Ding-dong~
“Hm?”
The doorbell cut through the quiet apartment.
Who the hell…?
His shoulders tensed. Had the guild scouts or reporters finally decided to ignore the warnings and show up in person?
Heart beating faster, he moved to the front door and pressed his ear against it, trying to gauge who was outside before deciding whether to open it.
“Sunbae? It is you, right?”
“…?”
A bright, clear woman’s voice.
Sunbae?
Jihun frowned, trying to place it. A scam? But why call him Sunbae? He didn’t have any close juniors who would visit his house. He had never gone to university, and the only people he saw at his part-time jobs were male coworkers.
A female junior…
“Wait… no way?”
The moment he realized who it might be, he cracked the door open cautiously.
“Ah! It really is you, Sunbae! Long time no see!”
The woman standing in the hallway wore a simple white long-sleeve shirt against the lingering chill. It did nothing to hide her voluptuous chest, and the black leggings she wore shamelessly displayed every curve of her hips and thighs. Long, straight black hair framed a face that was almost unfairly beautiful—gentle eyes, sparkling dark irises, a perfectly straight nose, and full red lips curved in a bright smile.
Her body and face were both flawless.
“…?? Who—”
Jihun’s face filled with confusion. This wasn’t who he had been expecting.
Is this a phishing attempt after all?
“Aigoo, Sunbae, stop joking. It’s me—your junior from Soohan High School, Shin Jiyeon.”
“…Eh? Eh?”
The name hit like a hammer. The Shin Jiyeon he remembered had never dressed like this, never looked this stunning. Yet here she was, smiling at him like no time had passed.
“Um… maybe we should talk inside? It might take a while.”
She flashed a bright, playful smile.
“Uh, right now it’s a little…”
Jihun almost nodded on pure reflex before he remembered Briana was still lying naked on his bed. He shook his head quickly.
But Shin Jiyeon’s next words froze him completely.
“Don’t worry. I already know everything, Tamer.”
Hunter Registration Card
Name: Shin Jiyeon
Rank: B-Rank
Affiliation: Independent
She smiled sweetly and held up an ID card. The bold letters B-Rank stared back at him.
#
Back in high school, Park Jihun had kept his abnormal sexual tastes strictly to himself. No one would have understood.
“Regular orcs and female orcs really are on completely different levels of hot.”
Most men who got excited by female monsters did so because their bodies were so similar to human women. But very few analyzed every tiny detail the way he did.
After all, monsters were monsters. Wanting a human was normal. So Jihun had hidden his fantasies and enjoyed them alone.
That day had been no different. He was scrolling through saved images and illustrations of female monsters on his phone, quietly getting worked up, when—
“Oh? A fox beastman…”
A girl passing behind him suddenly spoke up after catching a glimpse of his screen.
“…Huk?!”
Men already avoided him for it. If a girl saw, she would usually scream and run. He had been extra careful to never let any girls see his phone.
She looks like a first-year… Fuck. The rumor’s going to spread to the entire freshman class now.
The rumor had already gone around his own grade. He had been branded a pervert, and the girls in his year still avoided him like the plague.
He had been sure this would make things even worse—until the girl spoke again.
“Wh-where… did you get that illustration…?”
Her bangs were so long they nearly covered her eyes. She was already petite, but the way she hunched her shoulders made her look even smaller. A gloomy, timid-looking girl who spoke in a tiny, stuttering voice.
Yet what she said next was completely unexpected.
“C-can… you share illustrations?”
“Uh, this…?”
The image on his screen showed a fox beastman with fluffy yellow tail and ears, posed on all fours like a dog in heat, backside raised high. Fluids dripped from her, and she was spreading herself with both hands, practically begging to be taken.
It was the kind of picture that would end his social life if any normal girl saw it.
But this girl was staring at it with sparkling, fascinated eyes.
“The yellow-furred fox beastman… dog-style begging is common, but the art style is really pretty… Who drew this…?”
Even while stuttering, her passion for beastman illustrations was obvious.
What the hell… Is she into this stuff too?
A girl, getting excited over erotic female illustrations?
Before Jihun could process it, she hurriedly pulled out her own phone.
“I-I have some good ones too…”
The image she showed him featured a female lizardman covered in sleek blue scales.
“Whoa…! A lizardman! Reptile-type girls are so rare in art…”
Right there in the hallway, the two of them stood trading illustrations, holding an impromptu appreciation meeting.
“The special traits of other races really are—”
“Exactly… I knew you’d understand, Sunbae…”
In minutes they had bonded completely, two kindred spirits sharing the same hidden tastes.
That girl was none other than Shin Jiyeon—his close junior, and the only person he had ever been able to talk to about his desires without holding anything back.