Chapter 6
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: (4) Gray Wolf
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I didn't remember much, but one thing stood out crystal clear in my mind: Submissiveness. What the hell kind of skill had I picked up to unlock a stat like that?
I swallowed hard and opened my status window.
▶ Current applied weighting: 80
There were a ton of new skills I'd never seen before... Submission Pleasure? Heat Cycle? Semen Healing?
'Ah.'
My vision swam. What the fuck had happened to me to end up with skills named like that?
I took a deep breath to calm myself and tapped Details.
Looking at my own info had never felt this terrifying. My heart was pounding.
'Tender Care. Let's check that one first.'
At least that one had a halfway decent name.
Tender Care
Once per day, tend to 'Master' with loving care. [Wound healing, Strength +20, Agility +20 for 3 hours]
'...Oh?'
It was a pretty solid skill. Stat amplification—simple but powerful. The 'Master' wording was annoying as hell, but the fact that I'd scored a high-performance skill made joy bubble up first.
'Maybe the others are good skills too, and it's just the names that suck.'
Clinging to that hope, I tapped Details again.
Submission Pleasure
Converts shame into pleasure [Current conversion: 75%]
Heat Cycle
Periodically inflicts [Heat] status ailment. Cannot be cured by [Semen Healing].
'Fuck.'
I'm gonna lose my mind. Submission Pleasure and Heat Cycle? The names were sketchy, but I didn't think they'd be exactly that bad. I'm not some animal, damn it. Okay, calm down, just calm—
—like that's gonna happen, fuck.
I screamed internally and clutched my head while sitting in the puddle of semen. Weirdly, though, my hair—tangled in the stuff—stayed soft and didn't harden up at all.
'And what's Semen Healing...'
I stared blankly and checked the next skill.
Semen Healing
Consuming or containing 'Master's' semen heals wounds and removes status ailments.
Growth Mating
During mating, 'Master's' stats increase. Can transfer 'Kim Raon's' stats to 'Master'.
'Of course.'
I'd half-expected it, so no real disappointment. I wasn't hoping for much anyway. But why did it piss me off so much? It felt like the system was mocking me, calling me a bestiality freak. Fuck.
'Still... looks kinda useful.'
The method was gross as hell, but it gave me another way to heal wounds. And apparently, mating boosted Bori's stats too.
My pussy—which should've been torn and gaping—was neatly closed up. Probably the power of Semen Healing. Thanks to that, the semen that should've leaked out was still sloshing around inside.
Transferring stats... seemed pointless. Who'd want my Strength 7 and Agility 6? If it went the other way, maybe.
'How's Bori doing?'
'Oh.'
The skill had changed first off. Ignores defense! No exact numbers, and I had no clue what that really meant, but stronger is stronger—made me happy.
'What's that?'
But 'Loyalty' had turned into 'Authority'.
I eyed it suspiciously and tapped details.
Authority: 110/150
▶ Recognizes self as pack leader. [Loyalty] converts to [Authority]. Higher [Authority] and [Submissiveness] make it harder to resist 'Bori's' commands.
'?'
Recognizes me as pack leader? A chill ran down my spine for a second, and I whipped my head around, but Bori was still just huffing dumbly through his nose.
But for some reason, looking at him made my legs quiver and my lower belly throb. Being near him felt strangely calming. Like a sense of relief washing over me, or something.
Submissiveness increases by 3.
'Wh-what? Fuck. What did I do?'
My brain felt tainted.
I grimaced and grabbed my scattered clothes.
"Kyeng."
"F-fuck, let's go wash up. Bori. Come here. And today's the secret, got it?"
I muttered self-reproachfully to an animal who couldn't possibly understand. Bori, oblivious as ever, eyed my submerged crotch with his massive dick...
"B-Bori? W-wait a sec! I haven't even squeezed out the sem— ah, haang?!"
He slammed it in enthusiastically.
Until I passed out from dehydration. Until the sun set and night fell. Until my belly swelled with semen and the lakeside grew murky with backflow.
Submissiveness increases by 4.
Submissiveness increases by 7.
Submissiveness increases by 3.
Submissiveness...
...
…
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'...Status window.'
▶ Current applied weighting: 80
Haa. Damn it.
Thanks to getting pounded all night, my Submissiveness had skyrocketed to an absurd level. The number jumping didn't bring any drastic changes, so I wasn't too worried, but my attitude toward Bori was getting more and more... bitch-like? Unconsciously, I kept wanting to seduce him.
A big part of it was that all resistance to mating was gone. The first time's the hardest; after that, no thoughts, just instinct. Honestly, it felt amazing.
But the problem was, lingering on those dirty thoughts too long triggered the [Heat] debuff. Then it'd be nonstop: pounded by Bori, cum, pounded again... At least once I came, it stayed quiet for a while.
"Shiiit... Haa. C'mon, Bori. Let's go."
Bori still saw himself as the pack leader. He was great in fights and took charge in mating, so it made sense, but as a human, it bruised my pride pretty bad. Even that humiliation turned into a tingling pleasure in my legs, though.
And luckily, he 'still' obeyed my orders. Maybe he knew I couldn't just live off mating. In town, he followed my commands obediently.
So I decided not to overthink it.
Better than getting jealous and blowing it.
Bori was still my friend.
Riding on Bori's back, I headed to the request counter.
"That wolf looks even bigger than before..."
"It's still just a Gray Wolf. Three guards could take it down easy."
"Oh yeah? Seems like even a hundred weak shits like you couldn't."
"You fucking bitch. What'd you say?"
"Come at me then—this is your chance—"
The adventurer guild was always brimming with blood and brawls.
Monster corpses brought in as proof, adventurers picking fights over nothing. The stench rotted your nose, the chaos deafened your ears, but after a few months, you got used to it.
Now it felt like home.
I ignored the crowding stares and approached the receptionist sis.
"Hey, little one! Long time no see. Subjugation go okay?"
"Y-yeah. Yesterday I had some... stuff come up..."
I was up all night mating with a wolf and overslept.
My face flushed for no reason as I handed over the goblin ears.
"Twenty-two in total. Smashed their whole camp too."
"Thanks. It was unpopular 'cause it's far out. Here's your pay."
Goblin subjugation paid one silver coin. I tilted my head and asked the receptionist.
"Wasn't it thirty coppers base, plus two per goblin?"
"Unclaimed requests for long periods get bonuses. Don't worry, it's not charity."
"Thanks. Can I get it in coppers?"
"Sure!"
She handed over a pouch fat with coppers.
"Good luck on the next one!"
She waved me off with a smile full of warmth.
A smile you never saw aimed at other adventurers. Maybe 'cause we were both girls and I was cute? Normally, her face was sour as hell.
Made sense—her job meant constant sexual harassment. Better a cute girl than crude adventurers.
"Fucking hell. Extra pay just for going a bit far."
"All tamers are like that. Cowardly bitches."
"Wish they'd just fuck off. Seeing them kills my motivation."
On the flip side, the adventurers' glares weren't friendly. A puny girl like me doing adventurer work, relying on a wolf to earn her keep? Yeah.
But whatever. Deal with it.
Taming the wolf was my skill.
Jealous? Get your own status window and fuck a wolf.
"Alright, Bori. Subjugation request again today?"
"Kyeng."
"You want?"
"Kyeng!"
"Stronger opponent?"
"Kyaaang!!"
I'd noticed it as my Submissiveness rose: just as Bori picked up on my intentions quick, I was starting to sense his a bit too.
Bori was bored of goblins.
He knew he'd gotten stronger and needed a proper outlet.
But the monsters listed on subjugation requests? Hard to tell strength from that. Grabbing by rank alone was too risky with all the variables.
'Gotta ask.'
That's what connections are for.
I waited my turn and approached the receptionist. Her face was scary tough, but it softened to a smile when she spotted me.
"What's up, little one?"
Still calling me little one.
I pouted and said,
"Any requests good for Bori?"
"Bori? The Gray Wolf?"
"He's bored of goblins. Says they're too easy."
"Hmm. Gimme a sec. Not many monsters a Gray Wolf can handle."
The receptionist looked troubled. Gray Wolves were C-rank in packs, sure, but solo? D-rank. On par with a dozen goblins.
She couldn't give a straight answer.
If they went off and hunted high-risk monsters on their own, fine. But recommend one and they die? Her fault. Not legally, but she didn't wanna push her new friend into danger.
After agonizing, she offered a compromise.
"How about finding a companion?"
…Companion, huh.