Here it comes... here it comes...

Nainai’s breathing grew deep and ragged. The tiny wings tucked behind her back twitched open and shut in excitement. Even the soft, peach-pink tail swaying above her low-rise hot pants writhed like a snake caught by the throat.

Ignoring the wild wolf’s impending move, Nainai desperately reached out her frail little hand.

Desire... Food... Right there!

Her pink-tipped fingers brushed against the invisible, roiling pink flames only she could see. The searing heat nearly melted her vanilla-ice-cream fingers.

Hunger instinct fused with Corruption Essence surged silently through Nainai’s body, pooling like hidden springs beneath her skin until it gathered at her fingertips.

Unseen in the desire-blinded wolf’s blind spot, a translucent, misty pink aura swirled around Nainai’s small hand. One touch on the frenzied wolf’s belly, and she could drain every flicker of his raging lust.

A full stomach... just a moment away...

Saliva pooled in her mouth. If not for fear of alerting the wolf, Little Nainai would’ve been greedily licking her pink lips already.

Finally... a proper meal...

—Huh?

Just as Nainai prepared to "dine," an unexpected accident shattered her plans.

A pale, slender fist—surprisingly powerful for a man—slammed sideways into the wild wolf’s snarling muzzle.

CRACK!

The punch shattered several of the wolf’s fangs and sent him flying out of the alley onto the street. It also obliterated the fruit of desire Nainai had so carefully cultivated.

No one keeps the mood after having teeth knocked out mid-kkp...

Wtf?

Th-this...?

My... food...?

Gone... just like that???

Damn it!

The duck that had nearly landed in her lap suddenly flew away. Little Succubus sat frozen in the dusty alley, arm still outstretched like a puppet, gaping dumbfounded at the culprit who’d stolen her meal.

A tall, lean young man stood there.

He stood nearly 180cm tall—utterly towering to 130cm-tall Nainai. His healthy wheat-toned skin stretched over a deceptively slim frame. Beneath his fitted white shirt, black trousers, and sneakers, sharp muscle contours hinted at hidden strength.

Clothes hid his build well.

Messy, shoulder-length black curls fell over his face. Thick, unkempt bangs shadowed his eyes, while his thin, pressed lips gave him a gloomy, silent aura. Though half-hidden, his sharp jawline, high nose bridge, and handsome mouth promised striking looks beneath the brooding vibe.

Wild Boar had been guarding the alley entrance, impatiently waiting his turn with the juicy "little white rabbit."

But when Big Brother Wild Wolf came crashing past him like a broken kite, spewing blood onto the street, Wild Boar froze.

Only when he saw the brooding young man—knuckles dripping blood—did he snap. A furious roar tore from his throat:

"Wolf-Brother!"

Loyalty overrode lust. These street thugs hated disrespect above all.

Rage burned in Wild Boar’s crimson eyes. Coarse bristles stood rigid across his massive frame, making him look even more monstrous.

Subhumans like Wild Boar and Wild Wolf naturally surpassed humans. Beyond their brute strength, their innate Corruption Essence ranked high from birth.

Knocking a hulking wolf Subhuman flying? No ordinary human could do that.

The gloomy youth before him was clearly an Extraordinary Being—one who’d mastered Corruption Essence flow.

Nainai knew it. Wild Boar knew it too.

Street rats saw Extraordinary Beings daily. Hell, Wild Boar himself was one.

Same tier? Why fear this hairless monkey?

"You bastard...! Ambushing us? Hitting my brother? I’ll kill you!"

Corruption Essence surged through Wild Boar’s veins, converging into his massive fist. Bones cracked like firecrackers as he clenched his sandbag-sized hand.

Actions spoke louder than words on these streets.

No warning. No preamble. Wild Boar lunged.

His fist became a freight train roaring with primal fury, aiming to pulp the skinny meddler into paste.

Meanwhile, the "victim" Little Succubus curled up nearby like a spectator, eyes gleaming with glee.

*Go on! Smash him!*

*How dare this random guy ruin my meal? Steal my food? Play hero when I’m working?*

That gloomy pretty boy had earned her wrath.

Interrupting a Succubus’s hunt? Unforgivable!

Nainai prayed these beastmen would drive him off fast—so she could finally silence her growling stomach...

The freight-train fist hurtled toward the youth’s face. He didn’t flinch.

He knew it wouldn’t land.

"Boar. Stand down. I’ll handle this."

A low, gravelly voice—thick with suppressed fury—cut through the air like a demon crawling from hell.

A clawed wolf-paw, glinting with menace, clamped onto Wild Boar’s fist like an iron vise. It halted the blow mere centimeters from the youth’s face.

Wind from the strike ruffled the youth’s curls, revealing a pair of icy silver eyes beneath the fringe.

"But... Wolf-Brother? You’re..." Wild Boar stammered, eyeing his leader’s bloodied muzzle.

"Me?" Wild Wolf’s jagged grin split his face. He snarled, voice dripping with vicious amusement: "What’s wrong with me?"