The Carnivorous Beast Beauties Are Dying to Devour This Herbivorous Beast Me - 51-52

Chapter 51: The Squirrel Who Got Captured Immediately After Homeroom

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“Phew… As expected, gym class in the summer really makes you sweat…”

After gym class ended and I finished changing in the classroom, I sat back and cooled off in the air-conditioned room, wiping myself down with a sweat wipe. Once I made sure to wipe down as much of my body as possible, I also applied an unscented deodorant. That was because Chinatsu gets pretty picky about that stuff…

“Hey, Haruku, you were really fired up during basketball today, huh?”

“Nah, that was because Kakeru and the others were taking it way too seriously. I had to give it my all just to keep up with them.”

“Still, Haruku, your reflexes and speed are no joke. I know you’re a squirrel, but that’s some proper beastman stuff you get.”

“Well, yeah, I may not be tall, but when it comes to physical ability, I don’t think I lose out much. …Though I’m not on Seira-san’s level.”

“Ah, yeah, Seira-san is… She’s something else.”

“That spring break basketball match… I’m honestly a little traumatized by it.”

Kakeru and Hirotaka both gazed off into the distance. They were both members of the basketball team and pretty tall guys, but during that spring break game, they’d both been blown away and dunked on by Seira-san.  Beastfolk—especially one like her, a snow leopard—have overwhelming predatory physical strength. The two of them probably still carried scars from that experience.

“…And speak of the devil.”

The girls had just returned from the locker room, and I made eye contact with Seira-san as she entered the classroom. She gave me a soft smile, and I gave a small wave. She waved back.

“Say, Haruku, don’t you think girls right after gym class are kind of nice?”

“…Kakeru, are you into that kind of fetish?”

“N-no I’m not!”

“I get what you’re saying, Kakeru. The way their shirts hang open a bit, the sweat trickling down their necks… It kinda gets to you, huh?”

“You get me, Hirotaka!”

“Don’t drag me into your side…”

“Then what about you, Haruku? What do you like about girls?”

“What do I like…?”

What came to mind was that moment. The scene of Seira-san and the others, stark naked, with those predatory eyes aimed straight at me… The fact that this was what popped into my head first probably meant my tastes were already too far gone.

“…”

I suddenly realized Seira-san and Miran were glaring in our direction. They must have heard our conversation. There was a certain expectancy in their eyes, but also a clear warning—“You’re not about to say something weird, are you?”

I waved one hand lightly with a ‘Nothing at all, seriously!’ kind of energy, and the two of them turned away with a ‘Well, whatever’ expression.

Phew… That was close.

“Oi, Haruku! What’s with that silent understanding you’ve got going with Seira-san and the others?”

“Actually, haven’t you been getting weirdly close with Seira-san and Miran-san since spring?”

“Well, I mean—”

There was no way I could tell them that we hadn’t just gotten close—we’d gotten negative-distance close…

“A lot’s happened, and we just got along better, I guess.”

“Damn you!”

“I get Miran-san, but why Seira-san too… You greedy bastard!”

“Class is about to start. Come on, sit down and get ready.”

I calmed the now-fired-up Kakeru and Hirotaka, took my seat, and began preparing for the next lesson. It was already hard enough to focus in class after gym—I’d appreciate it if they didn’t fill my head with weird thoughts…

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“Stand! Attention! Thank you!”

“””Thank you!”””

“Aaalright, get out of here already~”

With the end of the final homeroom, everyone began heading out, some toward club activities, others straight home. I wasn’t in any clubs, so I figured I’d invite Seira-san and Miran, then go pick up Chinatsu and Anju-chan before heading home—but just then…

“Haruku-kun, wait.”

“Ah, Seira-sa—nmm!?”

“Since we had gym today…”

Just as Seira-san called out and mumbled those words, she wrapped her arms around me in a frontal hug. It was so sudden I couldn’t react at all—I didn’t even resist as I found myself enveloped in her embrace.

Given our height difference, my face ended up right at chest level… and so, my face was completely buried in her ample bust. That sheer size, the softness even through her vest, her elevated body temperature as a snow leopard, and the scent she gave off—heightened by the physical exertion of gym class—all hit my instincts hard. My body reacted involuntarily.

“W-wait, what are you—”

“Mmm… The classroom smells pretty strong after gym class…”

With a dazed expression, Seira-san pressed her face close to my head and started sniffing me deeply and repeatedly.

“I mean, I feel the same—”

“No, it’s okay. I like your scent, Haruku-kun…”

“I’m not exactly okay with this—”

“Also, my deodorant covered up my own scent… So I need to reapply it.”

“Fwoooooh!?”

“H-Haru! What are you getting all happy about!?”

“M-Miran!?”

Miran’s voice came from behind me. I couldn’t see her with my face still buried in Seira-san’s chest, but she’d probably come to rein in Seira-san, who tended to be overly touchy no matter the place or time.

“Miran, help—”

“I’ve been holding back this whole time too, so you better let me sniff you too!”

“Ah—!”

I felt the sensation of another warm, small, soft body hugging me from behind. Apparently, Miran had latched onto me as well. And so I was sandwiched between them, sniffed from front and back, while nearby students whispered.

“Hey, is that…”

“Shhh! You shouldn’t be watching this!”

Just as I was being consumed by overwhelming embarrassment…

“Oniiiii—!!?”

Came the voice of my savior, Chinatsu, from out in the hallway.

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Chapter 52: Do You Know What TPO Is?

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What Chinatsu saw was Haruku, eyes rolled back, caught from the front by Seira-san and from behind by Miran-san. To make matters worse, both of them had dreamy, melted expressions around their eyes—no matter how you looked at it, it was obvious they were enjoying the scent of her brother—

“What do you two think you’re doing!?”

Unable to contain herself, Chinatsu boldly charged in to steal back the snow leopard’s prey!

“Nngh… Chinatsu-san…?”

“Don’t go capturing someone else’s Onii! He’s my prey!”

“Chinatsu… I’m… Not prey…”

Spouting a line that practically begged for a retort of “That’s not the point!”, Chinatsu lunged from behind Seira-san and wrapped her arms around her in an attempt to pull her off. But—

“Kya—”

“Nngh…!”

Seira-san tightened her grip, and my face ended up buried even deeper in her chest.

Wait… I can’t… breathe—

“Get away from my Onii already—mmph♡ Ah… Seira-san, you smell really good…♡ Wait, no, that’s not what I meant!”

For a moment, Chinatsu looked like she was about to mentally check out, but she snapped back thanks to her strong willpower!

“You’re really like a fickle cat, you know! Just let go already!”

“Mmm… I can’t yet… My marking’s not finished yet…♡”

“That’s exactly why I’m saying no! The only one allowed to mark my Onii is me!”

“Marking!?”

“Chinatsu-chan, by marking… What do you mean by that?”

“Well, obviously, it’s by pee—uh, holy water.”

“That’s sexual harassment, senpai.”

“““We’re sorry……”””

“Besides, just because he’s your big brother, that doesn’t mean I’m not allowed to mark him, right?”

“It’s precisely because he’s my big brother that you’re not allowed to!”

“Well, if you’re so insistent, there’s still a spot open… Right here?”

What she pointed at wasn’t Haruku’s lower body, but rather a small gap between her and Haruku. It was clearly an invitation: “I’ve got his head, so if you want in, go ahead and take that side…”

Chinatsu instantly grew fidgety. With a look that practically screamed, “Wait, I can!?”, you could almost see her imaginary tail wagging like crazy.

“W-Well, if you’re offering…”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“Eh… Chinatsu, weren’t you going to help me…?”

“Sss——nff♡ Sniff sniff… mmm!♡”

The savior switched sides instantly…!

Chinatsu wedged her way into the gap between me and Seira-san, buried her face into my stomach, and started making strange noises.

Seira-san stroked my head with a serene, motherly smile. Chinatsu took deep breaths like her life depended on it. Miran-san hadn’t said a word this whole time, fully immersed in her own world.

The surrounding guys had slumped forward, blood-teared and devastated. And I—was moments away from passing out. No one in their right mind would dare approach this bizarre spectacle we were creating—

“Um… excuse me.”

“Eh…?”

Miraculously enough, someone did. Seira-san turned toward the voice, and standing there was Sagisawa-san, looking slightly troubled. She let out a quiet sigh, took off her glasses, and after briefly closing her eyes, shot us a glare so intense it radiated “I’ve killed at least three people” level pressure.

“This is getting ridiculous. Cut it out already.”

“““Ah, yes… sorry…”””

Hinako Sagisawa—the beastkin of the harpy eagle. She, too, was a top predator in the skies, unmatched in the food chain.

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“By the way, Sumeragi-senpai was looking for you all earlier.”

“The student council president?”

Sumeragi-senpai was the overwhelmingly popular student council president. Her beauty had earned her the title of one of the “Top Four Beauties,” and since her first year she’d been leading school festivals and events with exceptional skill. Her reputation was beyond comparison.

I got to know her personally after a certain incident when we ended up going to a sweets shop together. She was always disciplined and served as a role model, but once you got to know her, she was surprisingly fun to be around.

“She said she needs your help with something.”

“Hmm… got it. I’ll go find her. Thanks, Sagisawa-san.”

“You’re welcome.”

Since she said needed help, it must’ve been something requiring a decent number of people. After thanking Sagisawa-san, I decided to head for the student council room, taking Seira-san and the others with me.

We arrived at the student council room in a wing of the school building. It looked like the student council members were already there, hustling around busily. Right as we showed up, Sumeragi-senpai stepped out of the room, almost as if she’d timed it perfectly, and stood before us.

“Ah, thanks for coming, Arisugawa-kun!”

“It’s your request, Sumeagi-senpai, of course I’m here.”

“You’ve been a big help. Seira Yukiya, 2nd year. Miran Sakuraba, 2nd year. Chinatsu Arisugaw , 1st year. Thanks to all of you as well.”

“So, what exactly are we doing?”

“Preparations for the school festival?”

“Well, there’s still plenty to do for that too, but… Today, I’d like to get a head start on the summer festival preparations. I’d really appreciate your cooperation.”

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