Chapter 103
Chapter 103
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 103
Chapter Title: Why Did You Come to My House - 1
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From late November, winter truly arrived.
I stepped out at dawn and felt the biting cold wind, so I retreated back into the cave.
For some reason, the winter in the forest felt far more bearable than the one in reality.
"Maybe because this is home now..."
At least I had the cold resistance from my wooden clogs, which was a relief.
Anyone else would be shivering to their bones by now.
January would bring the real freeze.
In contrast, spring had come to the forest shelter.
The barren landscape was turning green, and weeds were sprouting in the clearing in front of the cave.
Unknown birds chirped, squirrels scurried about, and the forest brimmed with vibrant life.
And the Silver Wolf Ding-sooni was still occupying the nest outside the shelter.
"Why did she come to our house?"
I knew Ding-sooni's goal was Dingo.
Probably for breeding.
But there wasn't much action yet.
Doesn't courtship come before pairing up?
Was Dingo still too young?
Woof! Woof!
Dingo, who was next to me sorting the warehouse, barked toward Ding-sooni.
Seeing his desperate affection toward her only annoyed me more.
I opened the barbed wire fence and let Dingo out.
Dingo bolted to the nest in an instant and pounced on Ding-sooni.
He tumbled over, sniffing and licking her rear—it was chaos.
From the vibe, they looked like a couple who'd already done the deed.
"..."
What a nauseating sight.
At this point, a strange expectation sprouted: maybe they'd have pups.
If they had a few, they could give me one...
"No, Dingo's still a baby."
Recalling when I found him, he'd only been born 1 or 2 months prior.
Meaning that male pup sucking and biting at the female was barely 5 or 6 months old.
"Don't they usually need a year to breed?"
Silver Wolves might be different.
Either way, they seemed inseparable.
But my relationship with Ding-sooni wasn't quite there yet.
In the morning, when I stretched outside, our eyes would meet, but she'd always look away.
We were aware of each other, but not exactly welcome—a very odd dynamic.
"No real issues, though..."
I mostly stayed inside the shelter, so it wasn't inconvenient for me.
But Ding-sooni seemed bothered by it and caused an incident one day.
She'd brought back an adult wild boar.
I went out at dawn to clean and freaked out seeing Ding-sooni holding its throat.
Blood seeped through her silver fur in spots.
"Hey, hey, you okay?"
I rushed into the cave, grabbed potions and ointment, and came back out.
Dingo was lying on his side, sleeping soundly.
As I opened the fence and approached Ding-sooni, her nose wrinkled slightly.
She was still wary of me.
"I'm doing this to treat you."
I raised both arms, and she lowered her head to the ground.
Like, go ahead and try?
I approached cautiously, and that's when I noticed the adult wild boar.
It's huge...
Ding-sooni was big herself, but the boar was several times larger.
It twitched intermittently, so it wasn't dead yet.
And Ding-sooni wouldn't let go of its scruff, even while bleeding.
I parted her fur.
She growled softly, then smacked her lips.
Still confused about me, apparently.
The wounds were sizable but not deep.
I applied ointment thoroughly and fed her a potion. Her eyes widened round.
The pain fading strangely must feel bizarre.
"Feeling better?"
As I stroked her head, she suddenly licked my face.
Whoa, blood breath!
But it didn't feel bad.
I felt like she'd accepted me.
Once the boar's breath fully stopped, Ding-sooni released it and watched from afar.
"What am I supposed to do with this?"
Was she telling me to take the boar?
Dead game needs to be eaten or drained quickly.
I thought she'd caught it for herself, but no.
She was clearly looking at me.
"Is this a gift?"
She turned her head away from the boar, clearly signaling disinterest.
What an intriguing creature.
Currying favor with a human for some gain?
"No..."
Maybe because Dingo follows me, she needs to play nice?
Ding-sooni glanced back at me slyly.
Pretty cunning...
"Whatever, fine."
If she wants to see me as her mother-in-law, go ahead.
But I won't give her Dingo!
That's not it.
I grabbed the boar's hind leg and dragged it into the shelter.
A weight I couldn't have dreamed of before, but with my high stats, it was no burden.
I rubbed off the fur by hand, entered the cave, and tapped Dingo awake.
He smelled the boar.
He dashed out to Ding-sooni.
"Just move in together already."
A few months, and they might.
Ding-sooni would keep bringing food until then.
What reverse harem nonsense is this?
I geared up and butchered the boar.
First time with something this heavy; hanging it upside down was tough.
"Damn. Can't even complain it's too big."
Bigger means more meat, so I should be glad.
As I drained and prepped it, Dingo and Ding-sooni drooled profusely.
Not because of me, right?
Hahaha.
After two hours, I finished, then brought them innards soaked in blood.
The two Silver Wolves devoured them greedily, muzzles bloodied.
I gave them a whole hind leg, and Dingo shoved in first.
Ding-sooni showed elder poise, waiting for her young lover to eat his fill.
"These guys..."
They're seriously lovey-dovey.
I felt inexplicable bitterness and headed to smoke the meat.
One leg I'd save for Da-jeong.
From auction house talk lately, her stress was off the charts.
Caused by Jang Won-taek and Bae Geom-in, but since I brought her to the shelter, it was my responsibility.
"Doubt pork hocks will fix it, but..."
If not, I'd head offshore for tuna or something.
She kept singing the tuna song.
I yawned by the smoker and dozed off.
The spring day was warm.
Bunny Duo and Duck Down Quack stood out even alone.
Together, they naturally drew eyes.
Gazes became rumors, rumors drew crowds.
Thus, monsters and humans always swarmed their path.
They'd just repelled a zombie raid.
"Ugh, annoying! Why is it always this crap?"
Da-jeong hurled her high heels far away in frustration.
Meanwhile, Seok-hyun beside her beamed.
Finally got pink bunny ears.
Top-tier item too—he cherished them.
A ghoul minion swiftly retrieved and slipped on her heels.
She glanced at Seok-hyun and sighed.
"Haaa... you're so lucky."
"Why?"
"You seem worry-free."
"Worries are in the mind. Empty it, and they vanish."
"So you have zero worries? Living like this has no limits. Stronger monsters will come."
"You worrying about the future seems weird to me. Why fret over what hasn't hit yet?"
"To prepare, duh."
"Bet 90% of that prep's useless. Plans derail right after you make 'em."
"..."
What kind of guy is this?
Only showed smarts in-game, but in person, he had a slight zen vibe.
Without the bunny ears, she might've taken him seriously...
Da-jeong couldn't resist grabbing the pink bunny ears.
"You bunny, lecturing the queen so cheekily?"
"Ow ow, they'll get dirty."
Bickering, they reached Wolmido pier.
Yeongjongdo visible afar, but bridges all severed.
About 1km away.
Row a boat, easy reach.
Per Jang Won-taek, lots of Chinese inside.
Why boat people crossed here?
People got hyped about fighting them through Incheon—why?
The more she thought, the more headache.
Best leave to Sung-ho.
She noted the bridges gone and smacked Seok-hyun's butt.
"Home for food."
"Yeah. Got bread stashed here."
"Please don't pull anything from your panties!"
"Ow ow."
Seok-hyun got dragged by his ears.
Dozens of ghouls trailed like escorts.
They arrived at the government-designated safehouse.
Rumor: special device nullifies zombie raids.
Curious, Da-jeong circled but found nothing.
"Geom-in holed up researching this crap..."
"Don't like that guy."
"Me neither."
"Then why stick together?"
"Sung-ho said so!"
Da-jeong roared, fist clenched.
"Hate it! That transparent Bae Geom-in trying to hit on me! That old fart pretending polite, nagging about meal costs! Both piss me off! Wanna beat 'em senseless, stomp till they beg!"
"Then do it."
"...And the fallout?"
"When did you care? Worried, I'll kill 'em all. You need the government shelter's guns, right?"
"Yeah, but..."
"Kill 'em, problem solved."
Seeing his toothy grin, Da-jeong felt conflicted.
This nut might actually do it.
She cleared her throat.
"...Some annoyances, but enduring for Sung-ho's sake."
"Need, just say. I'll suicide, no biggie."
"Y-yeah."
As they bickered over the tall fence, monsters gathered.
Zombies, goblins, orcs clashed fiercely with Da-jeong's ghoul minions.
"Clear surroundings first."
Seok-hyun charged the monsters.
Soon, area clean.
They vaulted the 3m fence into the house.
Da-jeong claimed the living room, sprawling out.
"Ugh, starving..."
"Ask Sung-ho. Got a deal, right?"
"Yeah."
She bolted up, messaged Sung-ho via cipher.
He was watching; soon she grinned.
"I live for Sung-ho, seriously."
"What?"
"Pork hock full set!"
And truly, a full pork hock set appeared on the floor.
Side dishes, sauce, bibim noodles, cola—perfect.
Massive portion; like they'd caught a dinosaur.
Seok-hyun eyed it shocked.
"Not a snack bar, a hock joint?"
"So touched. Must've been tough making this."
Da-jeong unpacked, beaming.
Pent-up stress? Gone.
"Weakling must've struggled hunting boar."
Seok-hyun wagged a finger slowly at her.
"You don't get it. Sung-ho's stronger than me."
Da-jeong flinched.
"Bunny stronger than you?"
"Fought together to Seoul. Raw attack/defense maybe weaker, but overall superior. 1v1 with him? I'd die repeatedly, no confidence."
"...Must be true."
"Met first, didn't know?"
"No chances to fight together..."
Da-jeong trailed off.
Jealousy bubbled: showed Bunny everything, not her.
Screw missions, should've tailed Sung-ho?
She grumbled, chopsticks in hand.
Then guests arrived.
Ghouls noisy; Da-jeong checked, scowled, returned.
Bae Geom-in and Jang Won-taek.
They gawked at the hock set.
"How the hell pork hocks...?"
Unlike shocked Jang, Geom-in eyed the rice bowls hungrily.
Da-jeong snapped, dropkicking him.
"Today, you die, I live!"
"Quack!"
"Why are my ears so itchy?"
I'd snuck into Incheon's southern residential area.
Different vibe from Seoul.
Monsters plentiful, but people seemed cowed.
Gazing out, backpackers fled monsters.
"From movements, low levels..."
Barely under 10, probably.
Too many monsters to handle.
I claimed a 2nd-floor unit in a 5-story hallway apartment.
Cracked walls risky, but one night fine.
Unpacking, heard frantic running upstairs.
Someone above.
Blocking entrance with furniture, felt watched from window.
"Seriously..."
I hate peeping Toms.
Packed to relocate; middle-aged man vanished down stairs.
Not dangerous, but better bounce before hassle.
Stepping out, arrow whizzed suddenly.
"Tch!"
Dodged barely, glared source.
Three men on room building terrace, panicking, yelling.
Stuff like "missed," "shoot again"—pointless chatter.
"Annoying bastards."
Tempted to summon monsters, but secure safehouse first.
Noted positions, moved to building overlooking their windows/entrance.
Come evening, they'd regret such antics.
Gearing up, footsteps ascending stairs—cautious.
I waited, ambushed from above, long knife to throat.
"P-please, spare me!"
A woman...?
End of Why Did You Come to My House - 1