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I knelt on both knees, with my head lowered, as if performing some sort of ritual. Hoshikaze stepped on my thigh and forced me to lift my head by pushing his knee against my chin. His brown eyes locked onto mine. He leaned in, placing his head right in front of my face, and began to gently touch my sharp fangs one by one.

"Wanna a little bite?" He pulled the skin on my cheek and stared at my exposed teeth, teasingly.

I embarrassingly nodded. Appetite, destructive desire, sexual desire; I don't know why these desires always intertwine with each other.

"Well, since you're being so honest, I'll reward good boy like you with a bite." Hoshikaze's tone was slightly frivolous.

I raised one eyebrow and made a questioning sound. This wasn't the first time Hoshikaze had asked me to bite him, but we usually prepared for it beforehand to avoid things getting out of hand. Was it just a whim today?

"You're not a pup anymore, you should act like a wolf." Hoshikaze's eyes were very serious, but come on, don't use such strange analogies.

Lightly biting each other to show affection is a common behavior among life animals, but if we were to bite a nature animal, it could lead to an irreversible tragedy. But I guess our relationship is beyond that.

"A wolf should act like a wolf." He continued to use strange analogies while I exaggeratedly opened my mouth, showing off all my fangs to Hoshikaze without any reservations. He just quietly watched, continuing to caress my head and cheeks.

"That's it." He said, as if encouraging me, patting my cheek gently. I turned my head slightly and nibbled on Hoshikaze's hand, then his arm, and then his shoulder. I increased the pressure on his shoulder, pretending not to notice his slight tremble.

I felt him carefully cut open the skin on my left shoulder and gently licked it. I suppressed the low growl that rose from the bottom of my throat, released Hoshikaze's shoulder, and lightly bit his neck. He couldn't hide his intense trembling this time, whether from fear or excitement, and he bit my shoulder hard.

It hurt. Even though Hoshikaze's teeth were standard nature animal molars, it didn't mean that it wouldn't hurt when he bit down like this.

We were so close, like our souls were touching each other, revealing each other's pain, desire, and vulnerability without reservation, and then accepting it all and making it a part of ourselves.

Just as we were using all our strength to restrain the trembling of our bodies and suppress the instinct of killing and survival, we hugged each other tightly.

***

"It seems that none of the Beastars had the time to attend," Azuki said, cutting a carrot covered in sauce. "How's everything going with school, Haruo? Have you settled into the dorms?" She looked at Haruo, while the big dumb wolf nodded his head as he rolled his mashed potatoes into many small balls.

"Everything has been taken care of. I didn't expect all of my roommates to be big cats, but they seem to be easy to get along with," Haruo said, although he never got along with cats, so I might need to pay a little attention later.

I pushed the eggplant aside, trying to let that abomination stay away from my food as far as possible. Why did they have to cook eggplant just when my sense of taste was recovering? Manila must be on duty today, that horse who likes to hold grudges and retaliate.

"Haruo, you also have to take the core curriculum of Beastar this year, right? Maybe Hoshikaze can give you some advice." Fortunately, Azuki mentions this. I almost forgot.

"There isn't really much to worry about, just approach it with a calm mindset. Everyone sits according to the tradition of the all species council, so alumni will sit together." I recalled some course segments from memory and searched for details that might need attention, while Haruo nodded and ate another potato ball in response.

"And during the general introduction in the first class, if the materials used haven't changed, it might be a bit delicate." I offered a somewhat vague explanation, prompting Haruo to raise an eyebrow in inquiry. But I shouldn't be too clear, as that would be suspicious and go against the spirit of the course design.

"After that, we'll have weekly seminar, starting with members of the graduate school and going down to first-year undergraduates. It'll be a while before it's your turn. Graduated Beastar and members of the council are also invited to attend seminar, and occasionally, there is also the Sublime Beastar who show up." I added, but noted that Haruo's father never appeared.

While I continued sorting out my thoughts, Sagu, Azuki's red deer secretary, hurried into the dining room and apologized to us before whispering something in Azuki's ear.

"Again?" Azuki wiped her mouth with a napkin and gave Sagu a few instructions before saying, "Sorry, kids. You know things don't just work themselves out. Sometimes animals without the ability can't get things done. Let's meet again next month." Azuki then left the room, with Sagu following in embarrassment.

"Well, that went smoother than I expected. After all, there's a saying that goes, 'a party without animals is a great party,' or something similar." I concluded about the situation, while Haruo shrugged in response.

"Young Master Hoshikaze, wasting food will bring karma." Manila said as he approached the table with a nauseating fake smile. I had initially planned to pretend not to notice him, but a surge of emotion in my chest made me unable to resist the urge to retort.

"I'm pretty sure it's appropriate to throw it away if it's not edible. Any qualified chef should know this basic common sense." When I noticed that I had unintentionally bared my teeth at Manila, I immediately switched to a calm expression as if nothing had happened. I knew I had drunk too much blood, damn. The big dumb wolf always makes me lose my self-control.

"Yada yada, Young Master Hoshikaze, what are you saying? You look so scary. I prepared my best dish because Young Master Haruo came home, so don't jump to conclusions." Manila's annoying voice continued to ring in my ears like sandpaper on my brain.

What a strange onomatopoeia for "Yada yada", Is this really how "Yada yada" is used?! It turns out that it was because Haruo came back that Manila specially came to tease me. I had suspected long ago that Manila already knew. This stupid horse may be narrow-minded, but his observational skills are really sharp.

"Thank you for the perfect dinner, Manila, but please don't involve me in this." Haruo said frustratedly, continuing to eat his dinner.

"Don't pretend to be nice, you phony horse! That was so long ago, and I did it for your own good..." Did I just growl quietly? Rex, I have to maintain my composure. Fortunately, the agitated Manila didn't notice.

"That was a huge insult, un enorme insulto! Povero Maestro Louis, dare alla luce un figlio ingrato e senza gusto come te...." Manila would use Italian when he was particularly angry.

"Please, You're a fourth-generation immigrant. Why do you even have an accent?" Don't let me say anything that sounds like racial discrimination, you ass.

" Questo è l'accento di mia madre, ragazzo ingrato," Manila sniffed contemptuously. Il cervo rosso che aspira a diventare un Sublime Beastar ha una mente così ristretta. Faresti meglio a fare il concorso per il servizio civile e lavorare al Dipartimento dei Veicoli a Motore. Dopotutto, la tua abilità nel portare miseria agli altri animali è da medaglia olimpica, con un potenziale da vincitore! Sono sicuro che userai il tuo desiderio da Sublime Beastar dal Grande Balena per far scomparire le melanzane dal mondo." he said fluently, and then glared at me.

Wow, a great combination of humor and satire!

"Quando diventerò il Sublime Beastar, userò subito il mio desiderio per fare in modo che tutti i cuochi del mondo siano in grado di rendere le melanzane gustose. Così, un certo cavallo falso potrà trovare un lavoro!" I retorted.

Manila slowly took a deep breath, as if in slow motion, with a close-up focus. Damn it, I almost applauded for his excellent acting skills.

"You ragazzo ingrate! Per il bene di tutti gli antenati delle Horns...." I couldn't understand Manila's words as his speech became too fast.

"I'm going back to my room," Haruo said after finishing his plate and setting down his utensils. Before I could respond, Manila uttered a vulgar word.

"I'm pretty sure that wasn't even Italian, you ass!" I yell at Manila, then we engaged in a deep literary exchange about different cultural regions and unique customs.

I took a deep breath outside of Haruo's room, rehearsing what I should say. After knocking on the door, I entered the room, and Haruo stood behind the door, looking at me. He seemed to have smelled me already.

"I'm sorry...I know you hate conflict, but I couldn't control myself, and I got angry at Manila because of such a small thing." I closed the door and said.

"No, I understand your feelings about eggplants." He looked at the ground, his gaze shifting left and right.

"How do you control it, or is it the daily condition of all life animals?" I walked up to him and hugged him, and Haruo's stiff body slowly relaxed.

"I think it's the same for all life animals, so everyone tries to maintain inner peace in ordinary times. Of course, not all life animals can do it, so it is easier to see life animals lose control of their emotions in public places. But it's interesting that when nature animals are present, most life animals can maintain their calmness easier." As if answering my question, Haruo said in a very calm and steady voice.

"I can't be immune to anger because it's a negative emotion, right?" I rested my head on his shoulder and spoke, noticed his wound already healed.

"I'm not entirely sure, but I suspect that this might not necessarily be an emotion of anger. It could be a similar byproduct of the desire to kill that has been distorted. It's like how 'spicy' is not a taste but rather a sensation of pain. I don't think all animals think about killing when they're angry, but maybe it's not a suitable topic for casual conversation, so I don't really have a good reference for it either." Said Haruo, his tone perfectly steady, unaffected by his rapidly beating heart.

"Life animals really have it tough, don't they? Even if nature animals constantly look fearful or run away from other life animals for no apparent reason, they won't be criticized." I sighed. "Of course, I'm not saying that the consequences of losing control are equally severe for both life and nature animals, but I..." But I couldn't continue thinking after smelling you. "Is it because this is my first time experiencing this situation that I find it difficult to endure? How do other life animals, or even Haruo, cope with it in their everyday lives?"

"But I really want you now!" I pushed Haruo down onto the bed, took off his shirt, and eagerly sniffed and touched his solid body. He let out a surprised cry, his ears standing up as if he was caught off guard. I bit and nibbled on his lean muscles, making him moan like just begging for more roughness.

As I was about to take off Haruo's pants, he tried to stop me. I growled at him, and he immediately placed his hands on his chest in a submissive gesture.

After getting rid of the pesky pants, his large tail, which was twitching slightly, covered his genitals. I snickered, grabbed the tail, and pulled Haruo towards me, while starting to stroke his penis.

Because I was so rough, Haruo quickly shook his head and made a pleading sound as he was immobilized by me holding onto his tail.

Seeing his lean body begging for mercy and his struggle to hold back his orgasm excited me greatly. I took out my already erect penis, squeezed it against his genitalia, and used his prostate fluid to lubricate myself, causing Haruo to moan.

I held both of our penises and quickly stroke them, feeling the scorching body heat coming from him. Soon, Haruo's entire body began to convulse, but I continued to be even rougher, causing him to ejaculate under intense pleasure. Tense muscles, clenched teeth, a painful expression of humiliation, and the sound of him begging me to stop under such intense sensory stimulation made me reach climax as well.

We both panted heavily, and my remaining semen flowed onto Haruo's abdomen. After calming down a bit, I forgot what I had wanted to say earlier and could only say somewhat awkwardly, "We shall go clean up in the bathroom."

Haruo sits exhausted in the bathtub, while I continue to try and calm down by pouring cold water over myself. The strange scene is due to Haruo's body being covered in a mess of white fur and various liquids, and his flaccid penis continuing to drip transparent fluids, that make me couldn't help but embrace this white wolf from behind and aggressively ravage him, causing him to climax in pain and helplessness once again.

"Next time, you have to stop me if I drink too much," I said before my rationality slipped away, again. The only sound in the bathroom was the sound of water droplets falling to the ground.

"How am I supposed to know when you've had too much?" Haruo grumbled.

"Aren't you a life animal? You should have some sort of judgment criteria." I formed a mental scale and pondered the weight of different indexes. Haruo rolled his eyes at my guess.

How dare you?

"There's no such thing, let alone how I can objectively judge your subjective feelings. And I thought this would have a similar desensitization effect, but I think we just learned, exposure to too many stimuli at once can still cause a reaction. Or it may be that the cumulative dose has reached the critical threshold, causing the part that has been fed all the time to finally wake up," Haruo began to throw out various jargon as if he were in biology-nerd mode, but I have no idea what any of it means.

"Learning how to control is the fundamental solution, as all life animals do. Although it cannot be used as a judgment criterion, your smell changes even when you drink my blood. It used to be very weak, but today it's particularly strong, like a seed breaking through the soil and igniting a flame." Haruo closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

I used to think it was because Haruo had synesthesia, so he described smells this way, but I gradually realized that it was because of his extreme mastery of smell and sensitive thoughts that he could glimpse into this realm that no other animal could understand.

"Okay, let's just take this as a lesson," I closed the water and said. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just a little tired, and you were a bit rough just now, it hurts..." When I began to stroke the fur on his upper body, Haruo stopped speaking.

"Since you're okay, let's do it again." I didn't finish my words when he quickly got up and tried to escape, but I grabbed his big tail.

"That's not what I meant. I really can't take it anymore, please...please...ugh..." His pleading cries were always so pleasing to the ear.

"Just take this as a lesson," I said, and for the rest of the time, Haruo continued to wail in agony.

***

When Hoshikaze carried me to the bed, he made me cum again, and all I could remember was his image cleaning me up and leaving the room. Damn, it ruined my entire morning class. Fortunately, I had no trouble with the course of basic biology, but this fatigue was irritating. It felt like all my senses and willpower had dulled a bit. I hope Hoshikaze can calm down before we meet again the day after tomorrow.

I rubbed my eyes with my palm, trying to wake myself up.

Laughter echoed around me.

After all, this was the first time our whole class had a common course, and I just met other classmates of nature animals. Individuals with normal socialization skills take advantage of this opportunity to get to know each other or make friends.

I should force myself to socialize a bit, but damn, I'm so tired. I smelled the scent of Ayaan, who sat down beside me. I turned my head to say hello, but what I saw made me stunned for a moment.

Ayaan had cut his mane a lot, leaving only a short circle around his neck.

His head was so small.

"What's that expression? Are you trying to make fun of me?" There was some unusual anxiety in Ayaan's tone, which made me secretly laugh. Actually, I thought it looked quite handsome, but I didn't say it out loud. "It's all because of what you said that I made up my mind to cut it. You can't laugh at me too." Ayaan scratched his short mane with some embarrassment.

"No, I think it looks great." My answer made him laugh, showing his canine teeth. "Your dad is really terrifying, although in my imagination, he should have more scar on his face," Ayaan said quietly.

"I've heard plenty of strange versions of how he should look like," Ayaan's expression turned slightly curious at my response. "I don't think it's something appropriate to talk about loudly in public," you never know how many fanatics he had, or has. "Also, my friend and I are meeting up at the black market after practice on Wednesday, do you want to come? I'd like to introduce you guys to each other." It was a sudden invitation. I wondered how Ayaan would react.

"Of course, I'd love to," he said, but was there hesitation in that moment? Rex, I'm not feeling too good right now, I can't catch the right scent, but since Ayaan agreed, I breathed a sigh of relief. I nodded to him, then tried to rest a bit more to get through the rest of the class.

I rested on the desk and a few classmates came over to chat with Ayaan about his new mane-style. Ayaan responded with a hearty laugh.

During their conversation, Ayaan touched my shoulder once and all the hairs on my body stood up, the sound of their conversation disappeared.

Damn, they think I'm angry. But forget it, explaining will only make things more complicated. I don't really want other animals to know, just being touched like that felt like a strong current of electricity passing through my body. It's more practical to take advantage of the time to rest, just a little bit more...just a little bit more...I fell into an endless darkness.