The Carnivorous Beast Beauties Are Dying to Devour This Herbivorous Beast Me - 50

Chapter 50: One Summer Day in the First-Year Classroom

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Summer—A major page in the book of youth for high school students.

Not only is there the month-long summer vacation, but also club tournaments, beach outings, summer festivals, fireworks displays… You could hang out with friends, or spend time with your boyfriend or girlfriend.

Depending on the situation, something like “Wait, you got a girlfriend?” followed by “Well, I confessed during the fireworks festival and she said yes” might happen—a bittersweet romantic comedy in the making.

That was why summer was such an important and treasured chapter for high schoolers.

With summer break just around the corner, Chinatsu’s class was buzzing with excitement. Having just started their lives as first-years, many of the boys were filled with a single desire.

“I have to get a girlfriend before the summer festival!”—and that desire swirled through the air like a storm. Sensing the mood, but far too preoccupied to care, Chinatsu leaned out the window, visibly exhausted.

Nope…I can’t do this… It’s too much…

The reason was the smell that filled the classroom. With the relentless heat wave, people were drenched in sweat just by existing. The classroom reeked of sweat, deodorant, and the stale, dusty air from a poorly maintained AC. It was all too much for Chinatsu, who was completely knocked out from sensory overload.

It might’ve been barely noticeable to the average person—but for Chinatsu, who was a wolf, it hit her nose like a punch. So, whenever she had a moment, Chinatsu would stick her head out the window like this, trying to escape from the torture.

But that relief only lasted until break was over. Once class began, the windows would be shut, and she’d have to rely on the cold air of the air conditioner again.

No choice… I have to use it now.

When the chime rang, Chinatsu closed the window and took her seat. What she pulled out wasn’t a light-blue handkerchief… …but Haruku’s pillowcase.

If she couldn’t handle the classroom smell, then she’d simply overwrite it with a scent she liked even more! With that simple-minded logic, Chinatsu had been “borrowing” Haruku’s pillowcase every day lately.

“Mnn… Haah… Aahh…♡”

Ahh, this is bad…♡ Onii’s scent is way too strong today…♡

Chinatsu was instantly overwhelmed. Class was no longer on her mind. And of course, the fact that she was sniffing and snorting in bliss, completely lost in her own world, was a secret from the teacher, her classmates…And especially Haruku.

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“Ch-Chinatsu-san! Are you free after schoo—”

“Sorry, I’m not feeling well, so I’m going home!”

“Eh? Ah…”

The boy who had finally worked up the courage to confess his feelings today had called out to Chinatsu, but he hadn’t expected to be shut down before he even finished his sentence. He stood there frozen, unable to stop Chinatsu as she quickly left the classroom.

“She ran off instantly, lol.”

“Come on, Hiroki, like you ever had a shot with Chinatsu!”

“S-shut up! You guys tried to confess too and got rejected right away!”

““Ugh…””

“Hey boys, maybe it’s time to give up on chasing Chinatsu-chan?”

“What’s wrong with it!? Summer break’s right around the corner! Of course we want to go to the festival or the beach with Chinatsu-chan!”

“But isn’t it obvious she’s not interested in that kind of stuff? Doesn’t exactly look like you’ve got a chance anyway.”

“““““……”””””

“Don’t you think everyone’s being a little too unrealistic?”

“Well, yeah…”

“Chinatsu-san is… She’s super cute, and her boobs are hu— I mean, she’s got a great figure.”

“Yeah, and she’s good at sports too, and her ti— I mean, she’s cute.”

“And she’s tall, too.”

“Gross… You’re literally only seeing her that way now.”

“Maybe she knows you’re all pervs and that’s why she’s rejecting you.”

“Still… I wonder if Chinatsu-chan has a boyfriend…”

“Didn’t seem like she did… But if she does, that’d break our brains.”

“What kind of guy does Chinatsu-chan like anyway…”

The boys gazed off wistfully, never once imagining that Chinatsu’s ideal man was none other than her “Onii-chan.” Having dashed out of the classroom, Chinatsu headed straight for the second-year classrooms. In other words—toward the classroom where her older brother, Haruku, was.

Not only did she want to be near the only person in school whose scent she could tolerate…

Seira-san is definitely up to something…!

There was another predator in the building—another scent-thief, a snow leopard in disguise, who was also after Haruku’s smell. And she was in the same class as him.

That was why Chinatsu rushed to the classroom, determined not to let Seira-san have her way. And then—

“Oniiiii—!!?”

Bursting into the classroom, Chinatsu saw it.

Right in front of her eyes, Haruku was being double-teamed: Seira-san had him pinned from the front, and Miran-san had grabbed him from behind. With his eyes rolled back, Haruku was completely out of commission.

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