Chapter 4. It’s Hella Freezing, and the Only Cure Is the One Thing That Gets Me Killed

Chapter 4: 4. It’s Hella Freezing, and the Only Cure Is the One Thing That Gets Me Killed

I thought about lying, and I thought about making up something noble, because that’s what a protagonist in a book would have done. But I was too tired, and honestly she looked like she’d see through me anyway.

"Because... I didn’t want to watch someone die in front of me, which was a realistic answer," I said. "I’ve seen enough of that for one lifetime..."

"And don’t compare me to any human kind because I... am built different."

She continued to stare at me, so I scratched the back of my neck and kept going.

"Also, you’re clearly... really strong, and I’m fragile right now... so I figured it wouldn’t hurt to be on your good side."

I gulped and tried to take the shot by saying. "Maybe we could be friends... only for the time being, but only if you still see me as a threat..."

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A long fuckin’ awkward silence. And I can hear my own breathing like crazy.

"You really are... an idiot," she whispered. "The first time for me to see an idiot human, to be exact..."

"Eh... that’s not so bad... I’ve been called worse."

"You really are one naive human... don’t you know that I could kill you the moment I recover...?"

Trying to show how tough I am from that threat, I had to give her a gentle smile. "Then I’ll try to make sure you’re grateful enough not to..."

She closed her eyes for a second, and one of her ears twitched. I couldn’t tell if she was annoyed or trying not to laugh.

When she opened them again, the look in them had changed a little. It wasn’t friendly, and it definitely wasn’t trusting, but it was the look of someone trying to figure out a puzzle she hadn’t expected to find.

’Did she finally give up about it...?’

’I’m one stubborn bastard when it comes to women, so yes... I counted that as a win...’ I nodded slowly while taking another slow gulp. ’A small, pathetic win... but I’d take it as long as it’s still a win.’

Sometime later, I was sitting against the rock with my knees pulled up to my chest, trying to ignore the fact that I could no longer feel most of my body.

The wind outside was still howling, but the little shelter was holding up for us to survive a little longer. The wolfwoman had gone quiet again, that’s good... and I can hear her breathing slow and uneven to the point that I kept an eye on her chest to make sure it was still moving.

And not because I wanted to see her massive tits, but I just wanted to see if she’s still breathing... ugh, fine, you got me... that’s my second priority, seeing her fucking massive tiddies!

Then... minute after minute... The dizziness was getting worse.

Every time I blinked, the world took a little longer to come back, and my hands had started to tremble in a way that had nothing to do with the cold.

It almost felt like I was drunk... the same feeling I got when I drank too much liquor and fucked my way up on those women...

Ding!

[WARNING!!!]

[Lust Energy: 31/100]

[The host is approaching a critical threshold! Immediate action is recommended!]

"The fuck you mean by... immediate action," I repeated flatly. "Sure... Let me just whip some up..."

"Do you want it with cheese?"

I rubbed my face with both hands and tried to think. My eyes drifted back to the unconscious woman beside me, and an awkward thought crossed my mind that I immediately tried to shove away.

It was cold, and I was desperate, but I was not going to be that kind of person... well, for now...

I couldn’t take advantage of a half-dead woman who couldn’t even say no, especially not one who could rip my arm off the moment she woke up.

So instead, I took a breath and did what I should have done an hour ago. I asked the system a question.

"Hey, system... Does saving an SSS-Rank beastwoman give me a reward?"

[Rescue actions do not satisfy reward requirements.]

"Of course it doesn’t." I laughed bitterly. "Okay, then..."

"Can she be my partner? Can she be my first requirement?"

[The target must recover. The requirement must be fulfilled legitimately and voluntarily.]

[No outcome is guaranteed.]

I leaned my head back against the rock and stared at the dark ceiling of snow above us.

So that was the situation. I had saved the first woman on the radar, and it hadn’t earned me a damn thing.

She was an SSS-Rank beastwoman with a negative attitude and enough power to kill me with one finger. She was also the only person in this entire world who knew I existed, and she had no reason to like me.

Meanwhile, the system was killing me in slow motion, and the only way out was to charm a woman who could end my life before I finished a sentence...

I know what it meant now... about my system... especially that fucking lust energy.

This feeling... I know it damn well from my previous life.

I looked at my crotch, and yes... just what I expected, where I can see it bulging through my pants, and it’s ready to fuck anyone.

My brain keeps telling me to fuck the wolf right away, but I can’t just do that... this is a fantasy world where I’m still a weak-ass punk. But still... the longer I wait... the longer it keeps getting worse for me.

I can’t win against my own lust... especially when it starts to take over my head and my whole goddamn body!

I need to fuck...

I really... really need to fuck...!

It would have been a lot easier if I’d been born as a better person. Or a stronger person...

Or, honestly, just a person who owned a fucking coat... BECAUSE IT’S HELLA FREEZING RIGHT NOW!

But wait... the only way to stop this freezing is to... fuck.

I looked at the wolfwoman’s body, and goddamn... it just keeps getting worse for my condition because I can feel my cock twitching real hard, and my hands slowly moved on its own just to touch her massive ass.

Still... I couldn’t make myself regret it.

She had been bleeding out in the snow, and I had done the right thing for once in my life.

If that was all it got me, at least I would die knowing that I’d been slightly less of a bastard than before...

I turned to check on her, mostly to make sure her bandage hadn’t slipped. I leaned over and reached out a careful hand toward her shoulder.

A hand shot out of the darkness and clamped around my collar.

"GUGGHHH!"

I made a noise that I will never admit to making. The wolfwoman’s eyes were wide open, glowing a dull, furious red, and her grip was like a steel trap.

’Yeah... I’m fucked for sure...’

She hauled me close enough that I could feel her breath on my face and smell the iron tang of blood on her coat. Her ears were pressed flat against her skull, and her lips were pulled back just far enough to show the points of her teeth.

She was awake, and she was a lot more alert than she had any right to be.

"You dirty piece of shitty human," she said, in a voice so low and cold that I felt it in my bones. "Who gave you the FUCKING permission to touch a member of the Northern Wolf Clan?!"

I froze.

Somewhere in the back of my head, the system chimed, and a bright red window slid open in front of my eyes.

[EMERGENCY WARNING]

[SSS-Rank target has regained consciousness.]

[Host survival probability: Calculating...]

My mouth went dry. THIS SHIT ISN’T THE RIGHT FUCKING TIME!

"So," I managed, giving her my best and most charming smile, "about that coat..."