Chapter 47
Chapter 47
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: Han Min-ah (1)
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Thanks to real-time tracking, the place I'd found Han Min-ah at was a rundown villa neighborhood on the outskirts of Seoul. I'd been here once before, so locating it wasn't too tough this time.
Back in school, Han Min-ah wasn't the type to open up about her life in front of others. She didn't have much to brag about when it came to her family situation.
Me and Hye-eun were among the few friends she could really let her guard down with in high school, so we had a decent grasp of her somewhat bitter family finances.
Up until elementary school, her parents' business had been chugging along okay, but right after she started middle school, things suddenly took a nosedive.
During her first semester of first year high school, the house they lived in went up for auction, and red eviction tags started popping up on their stuff one by one.
Then one day in their new semi-basement villa, she woke up to find her parents had vanished, abandoning her and her two younger siblings. She had no choice but to step up and support her little sisters.
That was the Han Min-ah I knew—a girl head of household with a heartbreaking past and present.
In terms of rough histories, I could relate to her a lot, so back in middle school, Min-ah and I clicked on a bunch of levels.
Unlike with Hye-eun, where there was this subtle, unmistakable tension, our friendship felt like real bros from my past life—totally comfortable and unfiltered.
Her personality was basically the group's mood-maker at baseline, and even when curse words slipped out in tense moments, it just made her feel all the more straightforward and easygoing.
Above all, even when treating guys like sexual objects became the norm in high school, she never once did anything I'd hate. That let me feel she truly saw me as a friend.
'Though it's been ages since we last talked or anything.'
Around our second year of high school, our hangouts started tapering off, and right after graduation, she cut off contact completely. It stung a bit back then.
I even wondered sometimes if I was the only one who thought we were friends, and if she found me annoying. Yeah, I'd felt disappointed like that more than once.
But once I learned her awakening ability was something feral, I could guess why she'd suddenly ghosted me.
'Probably worried her power might hurt me someday.'
Back when I was swamped just dealing with my own awakening, those girls who treated me like a toy were nothing but annoying obstacles. Their escalating sexual harassment drained not just my time, but my sanity too.
Unlike Hye-eun, who was busy with her apprentice hunter gigs, Min-ah had witnessed my torment firsthand plenty of times. She must've pulled away first, scared she couldn't resist her instincts and end up harassing me too.
Keeping her ability secret probably stemmed from my bad experiences in school with animal-type awakeners. Maybe she even thought I'd end up hating her over it.
Of course, this was all just speculation, but given her personality, it seemed plenty plausible.
If she'd just been upfront with me about her power, I would've gladly helped her through her heats.
Unlike those other girls who approached selfishly just to satisfy their lust despite barely knowing me, Min-ah actually thought of me as a real friend. Even before awakening my Hunter Lust Manager skill, I'd have happily serviced her.
But her deep consideration—never bringing it up—was exactly why we got so close.
I still had no clue why some glitch had her registered as my current Lust Management Hunter in my system.
With "Experience Count" and "Lust Resolutions" both at 0, it didn't seem like she'd face-fucked me or anything without me knowing. Probably the system registered her for some other reason besides straight-up ejaculation or relief.
Anyway, now wasn't the time to dwell on that.
With my projected points stacked at 200, her uploading her profile to my Hunter Lust Management System meant she likely wanted me to handle her heat if it was gonna happen anyway.
As her old friend and her Lust Manager, I had zero reason to say no. Before I knew it, my feet had carried me to the semi-basement villa I figured was her place.
"...Hah. ...Ahh!"
...Looks like I'd come to the right spot.
The moment I pressed my ear to the door, familiar moans echoed from inside. Her heat symptoms had clearly kicked in long ago.
"Alright, then..."
...Now, how to get inside.
Obviously, I couldn't just smash the door down. I'd need to unlock it properly and head in. No spare key, though, so the textbook move was ringing the doorbell and calling for her.
Problem was, in what seemed like late-stage heat, she'd probably be too far gone to even register it.
Still, worth trying the proper way first. Right as I went to press the doorbell by her front door...
-Click.
The door swung open, revealing Han Min-ah with a flushed-red face.
Her heat in full swing, complete with cat ears on her head and a tail at her butt.
"......"
"......"
We locked eyes, both frozen in mutual shock, holding the silence for a beat.
-Grab.
"Huh?"
In that split-second tension, her right arm shot out, seizing my collar and yanking me inside by force.
It wasn't a grip I couldn't break if I tried, but since getting in was my goal anyway, I played along and let her drag me.
-Click. The semi-basement door locked behind us. Without wasting another second, Min-ah tackled me into missionary right there in the entryway.
"Heh, heh, heugh..."
"Hey, Min-ah."
"Sssip, ha, haaah...!!"
Ah, crap.
I'd hoped to check in one last time before our first time, but with her lust piled so high she was out of it, my words weren't getting through. Too bad—sex first, talk later, to relieve her heat.
Luckily, her clothes were already half-off from whatever she'd been doing solo, easy to strip with a tug. Even the bedding was still laid out on the floor.
No foreplay needed; slamming in raw wouldn't hurt her at this point.
"Kiiih, hngh, ugryuh..."
Of course, to do that, I'd need to calm this one cat in heat rubbing all over me first.
Her mind was way more animal than human right now, so words wouldn't cut it—only actions.
-Grab!
"Ughk?!"
First, I seized the nape of her neck as she lunged into my arms, settling her down, then used my free hand to peel off her pajamas layer by layer until she was bare.
Her cute little tits spilled from the loose pajama shirt. Pulling down the sagging bottoms revealed plain white panties, already soaked. Stripping those last let a flood of juices gush down her thighs like a burst dam.
-Squelch.
"Ugyuu... Hinyuuu..."
The nape grab only worked so long. Naked now, she clung back on, grinding her chest and crotch against my torso and thighs. To indulge her, I'd need to soothe her feral side once more.
Way to calm a feline beast awakener... Start by petting the head.
"Nyaaat...?"
"Yeah, that's it. Good girl, Min-ah?"
"Grr... Grrr..."
"Just hold on a sec. I'll make you feel better real quick."
FYI, this was knowledge from high school. Not class, but from the health teacher at our hunter training school.
Pitying how I got jumped constantly by girls in heat, she'd detailed everyone's sensitive spots and how to calm specific types.
Thanks to that, unless it was extreme, I could settle most animal-type girls with those tricks. Unlike the other teachers who just let it slide for "stress relief," she felt like a real educator.
...Never thought I'd use it post-graduation.
-Pet, pet.
"Grr... Grrrr..."
After thoroughly petting her head as her breathing evened out and she mellowed, I slid my hand down slow, rubbing her whole body gently.
From upper back to top of her ass, soft and smooth. Back up top, then down with my palm pressed firm against her butt.
-Stroke, strokke.
"Grrrrr... Grrrrr..."
After five or six full-body strokes, the cat inside her finally chilled out some.
Just a temp fix, though. Without pounding her full and draining the lust completely, it'd boil over again in minutes. No choice but to fix the root cause proper before then.
One last full stroke from back to ass, then I tapped the base of her tail with my fingertips.
-Tap, tappity-tap.
"Nya, nyat..."
"Yeah, Min-ah. You wanna feel good now, right?"
-Squeeze!
"Nya, nyaaat...!!"
Finally, I pressed hard on her tailbone with my fingers. She arched her back 90 degrees on top of me, letting out a shrill cry.
Without prompting, she crawled onto the bedding, flattening her chest and belly to the floor while hiking her ass sky-high.
Classic cat pose from yoga.
"Nyaaa~. Nyaaaa~."
Her voice pure desperate kitty, wiggling that ass. I stripped quick and closed in.
Her slit was drenched; no teasing needed. I just rammed my cock straight into the vertically split gash.
-Squelchhh!
"Hyaaaaah...!!"
The instant I tore through Min-ah's hymen and plunged inside, her feral cat yowl echoed through the room.