The Carnivorous Beast Beauties Are Dying to Devour This Herbivorous Beast Me - 35-36

Chapter 35: A Snake’s Throat Is Incredible

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Somehow, we finally managed to leave the house. But before going to school, we had to go to a certain place first. That place was none other than Miran’s house. I had a hunch that she hadn’t come to wake me up because of the sudden drop in temperature. The cold probably had rendered her unable to move. Snakes really had it tough since their health depended so much on the weather. 

I rang the doorbell and waited for a while. Miran came out, bundled up in several layers of clothing.

“Good morning, Miran.”

“Good morning, Haru… Sorry I couldn’t wake you up today.”

“No, it’s fine. The sudden cold must be hard on you, right? Can you move now?”

“Yeah. I took a nice, long bath. I’m warm enough now. Look.”

Miran took both of my hands and pressed them gently to her cheeks. Fresh from the bath, her skin was warm, smooth, and small in a way that felt comforting—almost like dipping my hands into warm water.

“See?”

“Yeah, you’re right. But be careful not to let yourself get too cold again, okay?”

“Mhm… huh?”

“What’s wrong?”

“…Haru, your hands smell like Seira-chan and Chinatsu-chan. What were you doing this morning?”

“Huh? No, I—!”

“Fufufu~ Onii simply chose to spend  a passionate morning with me instead of with Miran-san!”

“Wha—?! What did you do, Haru!?”

Chinatsu said smugly with an overly proud expression on her face. Seemingly enraged by it, Miran cornered me, pressing for answers. Her glare was downright terrifying. 

“No, we didn’t do anything—”

“Haruku-kun’s fingers were… Amazing…♡”

“Don’t say it like that!”

“What do you mean his fingers were amazing!? Oi! Haru! What’s the meaning of that?!”

“No—! It’s not like what you thi—”

“Well, I only licked Haruku-kun’s finger a bit. That’s all.”

“You licked his finger?! Haru, is that true?”

“Ugh… It’s true…”

“Not fair… Seira-chan, which fingers did you lick?!”

“I had the right thumb, while Chinatsu-san had the ring finger and pinky.”

“I see… Hey, Haru?~”

“Hiii—!”

Miran grabbed my hand firmly. Her vertically slit pupils narrowed sharply and I could see my reflection captured in her gleaming eyes.

…It was a bit terrifying though. 

With her gaze fixated on my hand, Miran said decisively.

“Then I’ll take the index and middle fingers.”

“Huh—Ooooh?!?!”

Accompanied by a slick, squelching sound, my two fingers were swallowed all the way to the base into Miran’s mouth in one swift motion. Cinoared to Seira-san and Chinatsu, Miran’s mouth felt more viscous, probably because she had just come out of a hot bath. Her mouth felt overwhelmingly warm and to make matters worse, Miran’s long tongue slithered around my fingers like a tendril. Her long tongue wrapped tightly around my fingers… It felt incredibly amazing (yes, I’ve run out of words to describe it).

“W-Wait, Miran…!”

“Mmh… Nnh…♡”

“Stop it-! Nnhh!”

Her tongue slithered slightly from the corner of her mouth, trailing over my palm and eventually winding its way up to my wrist. A shiver ran down my spine, making me let out an awkward and weird sound. After what felt like an eternity, Miran finally pulled away from my fingers, seemingly satisfied with herself. She swallowed the saliva that had built up in her mouth, letting out a soft, contented sigh as her expression melted into a dazed smile.

“How was it, Haru? I’m pretty good at… Swallowing things whole. Did I make you feel something?~”

“Uuu… No, I ….”

When seeing something like that, it was only natural for a guy like me to let his imagination wander. From the feel of it, Miran’s skill was definitely on a completely different level compared to Chinatsu or Seira-san…

Snakes are amazing…

Not that I could ignore the overwhelming pressure I felt coming from behind me.

“Onii…”

“Haruku-kun…”

“No, wait…! This is just…! I couldn’t be helped! I mean—!”

“Fufufu… ♡”

Both Chinatsu and Seira-san drew closer, pressing on with their intimidating presence. No one noticed the small smirk forming on Miran’s face, nor did they catch her gaze that was directed at a certain part of my lower half… 

With a morning like that, it was only natural for time to pass by quickly. By the time we were finally able to head out toward school, we were already cutting it close. One wrong step and we’d be late.

“Miran? What’s wrong?”

“Hm? No, it’s nothing.”

^[1]I feel like there’s a heat source following us from behind… Well, maybe it’s just my imagination…

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T/N: Now I want to know HOW LONG Miran’s tongue is! 

Chapter 36: What About My Right to Refuse…?

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First year students had so many things to do right after enrollment, such as school tours, orientations. So, they didn’t start their classes right off the bat. As for us, second years, we also didn’t start classes immediately. Instead, we spend the first few days receiving new textbooks and other materials, leaving us with quite a bit of free time left. 

So? What do we do with that leftover time?

“Alright, let’s start by deciding the class representatives!”

Our homeroom teacher, Mao Ushiyama-sensei, said cheerfully. Mao Ushiyama-sensei was Seira-san’s and my homeroom teacher last year, so we were already familiar with her. She was a kind and popular teacher with a fluffy demeanor that matched her soft figure. I said Seira-san and I since not every student had the same homeroom teacher when they advanced to the second year. 

“So? Haru, what about you? Are you going to volunteer for it?”

Yes. Starting this year, Miran would be studying in the same class as us. Well, Seira-san, Miran and I all chose the same academic course, so of course we’d end up in the same class. 

“Hmm, I don’t really want to do it…”

“Oh my, how unmotivated.”

“I mean, class representatives are like the face of the class, right? I’m not someone who can lead everyone…”

“…What about you, Miran-san?”

Seira-san joined the conversation between me and Miran.

“I guess I’m not really excited about it either… I don’t feel like,”I’m going to do it!” feeling, you know?”

“Hmm…”

“What’s with that face? You look like you’re plotting something.”

“I’m not plotting anything, but I think there are plenty of boys who would want to do something with you, Miran-san.”

“You think so?”

“Yes. Actually, there are a lot of boys stealing glances at you even now.”

Miran-san looked around and many boys quickly averted their eyes in a hurry. While her behavior with me was very carnivore-like, but to the boys who didn’t know her, Miran-san was something like an unattainable flower as one of the Top Three Beauties. No, wait. Chinatsu recently joined the ranks, so the title just changed to the Top Four Beauties.

“Now! Is there anyone who wants to be the class representative?”

Mao-sensei kept the discussion rolling while we were talking. The first thing we had to discuss was choosing the class representative, but..

“Here.”

The person who raised her hand with textbook precision was Sagisawa-san. She had served as the class representative last year and seemed eager to continue the same role this year.

“Well, if we’re talking about class reps, it’s gotta be her, right?”

“Sagisawa-san is practically the definition of a class representative at this point.”

“Yeah, it’s reassuring to know she’s going to become the class reps again for us!”

“Alright. Sagisawa-san is it then.”

At the teacher’s decision, the classroom was filled with applause. With her self-nomination and unanimous approval from everyone, Sagisawa-san was officially chosen as the class representative. 

“Well, it has to be Sagisawa-san, right?”

“She was the class rep last year too, wasn’t she?”

“Miran, you might not know since you were in a different class last year, but Sagisawa-san is incredibly reliable.”

“…I see. So Sagisawa-san is within Haru’s strike zone too, huh?”

“Huh?”

“I’d rather not pick a fight with a raptor though…”

“Wait! What are we talking about now?!”

No, Sagisawa-san really had helped me a lot. Nothing more, nothing less! Miran-san, maybe your imagination was a bit too wild…?

“Alright, next. We need two volunteers for the school festival committee. Is there anyone willing to do it?”

“…I’ll do it.”

Much to everyone’s surprise, the one who raised her hand was… Seira-san. She wasn’t the most proactive student last year, so both Miran and I turned our heads in surprise at her. 

“Oh my, Yukiya-san, you’re going to volunteer for the task?”

“Yes. Haruku-kun and I will do it together. Right, Haruku-kun?”

“Wha—”

“Oh my!~ Okay, then let’s have Yukiya-san and Arisugawa-san take  the role.”

“Huh? Wai—”

“Had I raised my hand first, I would’ve been able to get paired with Seira-san!”

“Volunteering himself just so he could get close to Yukiya-san… Haruku, you bastard…!”

“…Haruku, you’re finally showing us your true colour… Tsk, tsk, tsk…”

Somehow, I felt like my right to refuse was nonexistent at this point…

“Fufu~”

“…!”

Seira-san gave Miran a mischievous smile. Upon seeing it, Miran’s face twisted into a frustrated expression that screamed, “She got me!” But that was a story for another time. 

And so, swept along by the flow, I ended up volunteering to become part of the school festival committee with Seira-san.

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