[I really want to lock her up.] After gaining the ability to hear the thoughts of beast-people, I started contemplating how to escape. Being human in this world of beast-people who extremely hate humans, I would die if my identity was discovered. I tightened the fake fox tail tied around my waist and climbed over the wall. But can someone tell me why the silver wolf, white tiger, merman… are all smiling at me from below? The black hawk embraced me from behind, asking in a low voice: [Isn’t it exhausting pretending to be a beast-person every day?] “I want to lock her up.” When I heard this thought, I was tutoring Lucas in our beast-people academy. My first reaction was that I must be hearing things. I continued solving the math problem on my scratch paper. This was an elite school for beast-people, and I was just an ordinary human. I’m not sure how the original owner of this body got in, but when I transmigrated here, I found myself in a dangerous situation where I could lose my life at any moment. I had no choice but to keep the fake fox tail tightly attached and carefully pretend to be… well, not human. Fortunately, the curriculum here wasn’t too different from my high school courses in my previous life, so I was able to keep up the act of the original owner. Finally finishing the calculations, I looked up at Lucas, the silver wolf. His eyes were wandering, clearly not having absorbed anything I taught! “She looks so obedient and soft… Are all foxes this seductive?” Before I could even get angry, I unexpectedly heard another thought. Lucas was sitting very close to me, his silver wolf tail swaying behind me, almost but not quite touching. “I want to kiss her…” As I watched that handsome face lean closer, the scratch paper crumpled under his arm with a soft rustle. I suddenly snapped back to reality. It seemed I could hear… Lucas’s thoughts? I finally couldn’t take it anymore and leaned back, but that fluffy wolf tail pressed against my lower back, not letting me retreat an inch. Behind me, another beast-student walked by. Lucas frowned slightly in annoyance: “Aria, if you lean back any further you’ll bump into someone. Am I really that scary?” “Does Aria dislike me? How sad… I just want to snuggle her, I don’t have any bad intentions…” Me: “……” I never would have guessed that Lucas, who usually wore a cold expression that kept people at a distance, was such a crybaby on the inside. Criticisms aside, I didn’t dare get too close to him. One way beast-people expressed affection was through mating. Mating… With my fake tail? Did I dare risk that? If the tail fell off, I’d be paying with my life! I swallowed hard and managed to hand him the pen with a trembling hand. Even though I was sitting up straight now, the tail behind me still refused to move away. The soft sensation transmitted through the thin fabric, brushing against the hem of my shirt, with a subtle tendency to explore further. My whole body went rigid. The thin strap holding my tail in place would be visible if my shirt rode up even a little!
Just as I was at a loss for what to do, I heard someone call my name from behind. “Aria, the physics teacher is looking for you.” A boy with fluffy white ears stood in the back doorway, coldly eyeing Lucas and me. Ethan, the white tiger. I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly broke free from Lucas’s hold. Lucas clicked his tongue impatiently, picking up his notebook and pen as he returned to his seat. He couldn’t resist a parting shot: “That big cat is so annoying. One of these days I’m going to beat him to a pulp.” I fell silent at his words. Big cat? I suppose tigers are big cats in a sense. “Let’s go, what are you spacing out for?” Ethan waved his hand in front of my face. Before I could react, he took my hand and led me out of the classroom. The boy’s fingers were long and slender, holding mine loosely with a cool touch spreading across the back of my hand. “Ah, I’m so excited! I’m holding Aria’s little hand, it’s so soft, I want to lick it…” As I listened, I looked up to see the tips of Ethan’s beast ears turning red. He looked so pure and innocent. Me: “……” Bro, what’s with that reaction? You’re not the one being harassed here, why are you getting all shy?! I wasn’t sure whether to pull away or let him keep holding my hand. The whole way to the office, my heart was pounding nervously as Ethan led me along. “Aria.” Ethan suddenly pinned me against the hallway wall, his golden eyes fixed on me like a predator eyeing its prey. “Why haven’t you responded to the love letter I sent you?” Love letter? What? When did he ever give me a love letter? I was dumbfounded, my language system malfunctioning as I struggled to say anything for a long while. Ethan stared at me intently. After a moment, I heard his thoughts: “No, I have to be patient. I can’t scare Aria.” He gazed longingly at my fox ears, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. He seemed to be holding himself back with great difficulty. My heart was racing. I was terrified he might suddenly reach out and touch the ears. Even though they weren’t likely to fall off easily, what if they did? I abruptly pushed him away, hearing a muffled grunt. Without looking back, I turned and rushed into the office. As I closed the door, I caught a glimpse of Ethan’s disappointed face, and… His bright red ears. I fell silent. “What took you so long?” The physics teacher, Mr. Blake, sat on his desk. His smoke-colored glasses perched on his high, straight nose bridge, his narrow eyes sweeping over me with an intimidating aura even when not angry. You could tell at a glance he was an eagle beast-person. The reason was simple – his features were too sharp and striking, extremely distinctive. Mr. Blake was notoriously strict. There was hardly a student who wasn’t afraid of him. I was no exception. I licked my lips nervously as I walked towards him step by step. “Sorry sir, I got held up on the way. May I ask why you wanted to see me…?” Blake closed the book he had been reading and pulled out a form from beside him, handing it to me: “This is the sign-up sheet for the experiment. Fill it out.” He paused, then added: “The research project is confidential for now. The school is very pleased with your grades and personally recommended you.” I was flattered as I took the form. I had just glanced at it and was about to sign when I suddenly heard a voice: “Actually, I was the one who recommended her personally. This is a rare opportunity, I wonder how I can collect some payment from her?” The cool, restrained voice barely contained excitement and anticipation. It was both strange and familiar. “Maybe pat her ears?” “Or hug her, she smells so good…” I was startled, the black pen leaving a long ink mark on the paper. When I looked up, Mr. Blake was still staring at me with an expressionless face, his thin lips pressed into a straight line. There was no hint of emotion. Seeing my mistake, he frowned slightly and pulled out a new form for me: “What’s wrong?” “It’s nothing, I’m just too excited.” I broke out in a cold sweat, my mind in chaos. What was going on? Why could I suddenly hear so many beast-people’s thoughts? And they all seemed to be… Coveting me?!
Just as I was starting to feel anxious, Blake suddenly said: “You can go back now. I’ll let you know when there’s news.” The weight lifted off my chest and I put on a sweet smile again: “Thank you, sir!” As soon as the words left my mouth, a large hand suddenly covered the top of my head, gently rubbing my ears. I froze for a moment and looked up. Blake had already withdrawn his hand, his expression as cold as ever: “Keep up the good work.” He seemed like a genuinely caring teacher looking out for his student. If only I couldn’t hear his thoughts. “Her ears really are soft and tender…” “I want to lock her up in here and hold her while I sleep every night…” I fled in panic. I nearly tripped over my own feet as I rushed out the door. How could Mr. Blake be so different in private too? By the end of the day, I had finally accepted my ability to hear some beast-people’s thoughts. I returned to my apartment feeling dejected, contemplating ending it all as I collapsed on the couch. Just then, I heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. I glanced at the fish tank, understanding dawning. I walked over and knocked on the door: “Nolan, are you in there?” The water stopped, followed by a weak male voice: “Yes, sorry… did I disturb you, sis?” I sighed and turned the doorknob. In the bathtub full of water lay a stunningly handsome young man. His sky-blue fishtail, covered in water droplets, gleamed in the sunlight streaming through the window. Only the deep, bone-deep wound on his chest marred his beauty. When I found Nolan washed up on shore, he was barely clinging to life, filthy and battered. As soon as we got back to the apartment, he automatically reverted to his fishtail and slept in the water for half a month straight. “I came to the bathroom to clean my wound. I’ll tidy up afterwards…” Nolan looked pale as he leaned against the edge of the tub. The water beneath him was already tinged a faint red with blood. I shook my head: “Don’t worry about it, just focus on healing.” As soon as I finished speaking, water splashed up. The large fishtail rose from the surface, wrapping around my waist and forcefully pulling me into the fish tank. Caught completely off guard, I fell onto Nolan’s body. My clothes were soaked through, clinging to my skin and outlining my curves. Nolan’s arms held me tightly, his forehead pressed against the crook of my neck. His voice was low, his beautiful eyelashes wet with crystal-like water droplets, as if he’d been crying. “Sis, I had a nightmare. Can I hold you for a while?” I hadn’t even commented on his sudden action, but hearing those words made my heart melt. Nolan came from the Western Sea. He was the fourth prince, but unloved by his parents and nearly killed by his brothers’ schemes. I knelt straddling Nolan’s body, the soft fishtail beneath cushioning my thighs so my knees weren’t too uncomfortable. I stroked Nolan’s wet golden hair, my maternal instincts overflowing. Just as I was about to say some comforting words, an inexplicable drowsiness overcame me. I can’t fall asleep here… Even as I thought this, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier. An increasingly fierce fatigue washed over me, and I collapsed onto Nolan’s chest. Naturally, I didn’t see the flash of jealousy in Nolan’s cobalt blue eyes. He lifted his head from my body, his tongue licking along my neck. No longer the harmless creature he first appeared to be, he now exuded a bewitching aura. “These scents are so unpleasant…” White tiger, silver wolf, eagle… Nolan’s eyes darkened as he decisively removed my fake ears and tail. “Humans should just behave themselves. Otherwise they’re easily coveted…” “Let me clean off these scents for you, sis.”
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