Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: I'm the Only Human at Beastkin Academy, So They Obsess Over Me
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Anyway, whatever. I'll think about that later.
Right now, Eum-a took priority.
"Eum-a. Mind if I go in the back?"
The moment the words left my mouth, Eum-a went rigid.
"......Uh, huh?"
"Huh? So it's okay in the back?"
I pulled out right away and pressed my cock against her asshole. Eum-a let out a scream.
Her ears drooped flat, like she really hated it.
"N-Nooo! I d-don't want it...!"
"I know. Just messing with you. Kidding."
"H-Hueh... H-Hueh...."
Eum-a let out a huge sigh of relief at my words and caught her breath again.
Her ears slowly perking back up.
Even if I'm a total pervert bastard, who the hell sticks it where the food comes out?
What kind of person do you think I am!
'......'
......
......Honestly, though, it was too pretty to just brush off as a joke.
Pink butthole.
Not some classy term like "pink anus"—no, "pink butthole" fit that hole just right, with its perfect vulgar charm.
No bullshit, it made me want to shove it in there someday for real.
I made up my mind.
I'm definitely fucking that later!
I grabbed my cock again.
I was just gonna rub the head against her pussy, but it slipped right in thanks to how slick and crazy-wet she was.
"Hiiik...!"
A melting moan.
I started thrusting my hips.
Squelch squelch squelch!
"Unbelievable! The sheer audacity!"
"Hng...! Haaang...!"
"Cumming the second I stick it in? You serious?!"
"N-No! I didn't! N-No I didn't!"
"Then what the fuck is this!"
I reached down and rubbed her pussy.
No hiding that gushing wetness!
Eum-a frantically shook her head.
"N-No! It was me, I...! Hng! Nooo!"
"First time or what?! Quit denying it every damn time!"
"Haaaang...!"
I slammed my hips up, and Eum-a cried out in ecstasy.
Every single fold in her pussy clung to my cock, refusing to let go.
"Huuuuh...!"
I yanked her hair back, lifting her head.
Then I ramped up the speed and pounded away.
I mean, I really fucked her hard.
"Nng! Nng! Hng! Hng...!"
No usual whines about how weird it felt—just explosive moans like she was screaming her last.
"Haaak...!"
Eum-a scratched at her pink butthole with her fingers, and I sucked in a sharp breath.
Her ears drooped down again in fear.
My cock pressed hard against her cervix.
This was it—the limit!
Spurt spurt!
"Heeeuk!"
I gathered every last drop from the bottom of my balls and unleashed it all.
My cock throbbed as it spat out the Joo Ji-hyeok 2nd generation candidates (or whatever was left of them). Eum-a quietly felt the liquid filling her insides.
"All done."
My balls were totally drained.
Nothing left to give, so I pulled out. Semen gushed from her pussy.
White globs trailed down her thighs to the dirt below.
If something sprouts there now, that's gotta be my kid, right?
I pulled up my pants and underwear.
Her nosebleed had splattered my shirt a bit, but a quick rinse would fix that!
Now I get why people get busted for public indecency!
Outdoor sex felt way better than I'd worried—no regrets!
If I ever get hauled in for public lewdness, I'll just humbly accept it as my time has come.
That was my resolution—right as I looked at Eum-a.
"Uh, Eum-a?"
My heart dropped. My empty balls shriveled up.
She should have been blissed out in afterglow like usual, but instead, she was bawling her eyes out!
"H-Hueh... Hueng... Hueeeng...."
"Why are you crying! Was it 'cause we did it on the ground? D-Did I chafe you somewhere?"
"Hueeeeng! H-Hueeeeeng!"
Asking just made her wail even louder!
"F-First, let's get your panties on. Pull your skirt down too."
"Tooooeeeeng!!!"
"Gaaah!!!"
Ugh, ultrasonic screech!!!
I helped with her panties and skirt, but all I got back was an ear-shattering banshee wail!!
"Ch-Choi Eum-a...! Wh-What's wrong...?!"
I thought we'd both enjoyed it, but d-did I have a one-sided good time?!
No! Absolutely not!
Just remembering her hair-trigger pussy proved how ridiculous that idea was.
Then... what the hell...!!
"J-Ji-hyeok-ie's scaryyy."
"What."
M-Me...? Scary...?!
"D-Did I do something to get accused of dating violence?!!"
"N-Not that...! It feels good but scary... Huing."
"Oh, this ain't it?"
Whew, relief!
N-No, not relief!
"Eum-a. Nosebleed stopped?"
"D-Dunnooo. Dizzyyy. Everything's spinning. Scary then good, huwing...!!"
"Huh?"
Didn't seem like she lost enough blood for that?
"C-Can't walk... Hueeeng."
"Huh?"
I didn't even fuck her hard enough to make her legs give out?
Today was full of total "huh?!" moments!
Huh!
"Hueeeeeng!!!!"
I couldn't say another word to Eum-a as she broke into full sobs.
"Hop on my back for now."
She's like a kid—piggyback her around, and she'll perk up.
"Huiing...."
She squirmed a bit but obediently climbed on when I offered my back.
Feeling her touch stirred up the confusion again.
What the hell was scary about it?
Focus on soothing her for now.
She pressed her whole body tight against my back, and the warmth seemed to help—the trembling I felt from behind was slowly fading.
"Aigoo, so cute."
......
But before I knew it, I was focused on the sensation of her ass cheeks in my hands, supporting her.
*
Beastkin.
Hybrids born between Furry and humans.
Beastkin are born with various animal traits, but the extent varies by individual.
Among Ragdoll cat Beastkin, Mo Myo-mi was on the pricklier side personality-wise, so her thought patterns leaned cat-like. That's why she valued her daily routines like a cat.
Especially her post-lunch walk—one of her routines she'd kept since nursery school. Unless something came up, she always went for a stroll after lunch.
Today was no different.
After the barbecue party wrapped up, Mo Myo-mi slipped away from her group of fellow cat Beastkin and enjoyed her solo walk.
The male cat Beastkin who had crushes on her didn't tag along out of pointless chivalry. Cats respected routines implicitly—it was just how things were.
Mo Myo-mi wandered Acorn Village, hitting all the spots: the boring souvenir shops, the greenhouse garden that hadn't been maintained in forever, the convenience store that was barely more than a hole-in-the-wall...
Having covered everywhere in Acorn Village, she headed to the walking path she'd saved for last.
Nice air.
Acorn Village's walking path felt made for her post-meal strolls.
The lush trees, rustling leaves, birdsong, and cool breeze hit all her senses perfectly.
About twenty minutes in.
"......?"
A familiar scent rode the breeze straight to her nose.
This smell...
Mo Myo-mi stopped in her tracks.
Joo Ji-hyeok. Choi Eum-a?
They were nearby.
Choi Eum-a, sure—but Joo Ji-hyeok?
She'd known the two CCs stuck together at MT, but stumbling on them mid-walk?
Her delicate brows furrowed slightly.
Those two... always carrying each other's scents.
Any other Beastkin might miss it, but Mo Myo-mi—who'd been watching Joo Ji-hyeok since day one—knew.
At some point, Joo Ji-hyeok reeked of Choi Eum-a's scent, and vice versa.
The reason wasn't hard to guess.
They must've done it.
Grown adults in a private space with a lover? Clothes off, skin to skin.
Even if it was for breeding, her peers focused more on pleasure than procreation.
What's the big deal about sex anyway.
To Mo Myo-mi, sex meant pain.
Her human mom would complain of vulva agony for days after sleeping with her cat Furry dad.
Cat dicks had barbs—it was inevitable.
Mo Myo-mi knew this, but growing up watching her mom's suffering had planted a deep negative image of sex.
So she couldn't understand Choi Eum-a.
What's so great about painful sex that she's always in heat?
Human, Beastkin, Furry—didn't matter. It'd just leave pain behind.
"......"
No.
The one she couldn't understand might be herself.
Ever since Joo Ji-hyeok helped her at the ingredients mart, weird feelings had stirred for him.
At first, she thought it was just obligation to repay the favor. So she gave him Churu, canned goods, motion sickness pills, plastic bags.
Even after that.
"......Weird."
It was weird.
Every time she pictured the couple upping their D-day, her chest felt uncomfortably tight.
A feeling she'd never experienced in her life. The breeze brought their scents again, and Mo Myo-mi followed the path toward them.
She used to avoid disruptions to her routine, but now her focus was laser-locked on them being together.
Curious.
What were Joo Ji-hyeok and Choi Eum-a doing?
Chatting?
About what?
Fighting?
Over what?
Or...
Skin to skin.
"......"
Mo Myo-mi's steps grew cautious.
Her calm fur puffed slightly. Her lowered tail swished wildly side to side.
Imagining them at the path's end spiked her stress.
Yet she couldn't stop approaching.
No time to introspect. She just listened to the inner voice urging her to see Joo Ji-hyeok with Choi Eum-a already.
And finally, they entered her view.
Thinking they'd spot her like she spotted them, Mo Myo-mi ducked into the bushes...
"......?"
Her blue eyes went wide.
What the hell are they doing?