But Haniel, who was itching to somehow resolve this situation in which she had somewhat participated, extended a helping hand to Regan without thinking much about the consequences.

Just like when she had decided to bring in the wolf that had collapsed at the border of her territory.

“……”

The black beast stared down at the small white hand the human extended.

A small, elongated, sharp foreigner’s hand with curious ridged patterns.

Although he had been looking at it throughout their conversation since their earlier *ntercourse, that white hand somehow felt very unfamiliar at this moment.

No matter how much she had been cooped up in the forest, this went beyond innocence to utter foolishness.

That’s what Regan thought.

Without even knowing what a mating season is.

Without knowing what it means for a Hume like him to enter mating season.

And not knowing that Regan could have sunk his teeth into her multiple times if he had wanted to, and that she could have been imprinted to him and been dragged along miserably for the rest of her life… she readily extends her hand offering help?

Even though she had fed him the medicine she made that caused this condition, strictly speaking, Haniel, as a female, had no obligation to resolve his mating season.

Making him *jaculate once was already showing enough goodwill for a woman who had just met him.

Yet Haniel spoke to him as if she had never encountered any malice in the world.

Saying she would help with anything.

‘Without knowing what I might ask for…’

Should this be called innocence or foolishness?

Regan, faced with Haniel, a type of person he had never seen before, hesitated in a way unlike himself.

His long-standing self as a skilled politician and a hunter who never missed an opportunity was screaming that this was a choice with nothing but advantages, that there would never be a better opportunity than when prey willingly offers its neck, yet he just hesitated.

Afraid that if he took that small white hand, it might crumble.

But then suddenly, a thought crossed Regan’s mind.

…Had there ever been anyone in his life who extended such a hand to him?

Someone who, without wanting much in return, without dirty ulterior motives, offered help by extending their hand first…

Regan quietly looked at Haniel through his pitch-black eyelashes.

Filling his vision were golden eyes meeting his gaze directly.

Like this hand, they were clean and beautiful eyes of a color he had never seen once in his long life.

“……”

So, Regan had no choice but to take her hand.

What was it about this woman?

As he wrapped his firm hand around hers, which fit into his like a toy doll’s, a dizzying sensation like an electric current passing from the top of his head to his toes swept through him.

An intensely addictive sensation.

In that moment, Regan realized his inner feelings that he had been unaware of all along.

In fact, he was delighted and didn’t know what to do with himself just because she had extended her hand first.

Like a child receiving a gift for the first time.

A faint smile lingered briefly on Regan’s lips.

“Anything, you said?”

Completely enveloping Haniel’s hand with his seething heat, he said.

His voice was so deeply husky that even she, who had extended her hand first, flinched.

In it, desire was dripping so obviously that even a fool could notice.

“You said it first.”

“Wha-what…”

“You said you would help me.”

Regan stretched out his right hand and brought it to Haniel’s ear.

And caressing the earlobe and behind it, he whispered, “As it happens, there is one thing.”

The fragile body trembling unknowingly under his hand.

Yet seeing Haniel acting composed as if nothing was wrong, Regan’s eyes curved.

“It shouldn’t be too difficult…”

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It’s my house.

My dream-like house that I bought with back-breaking hard work!

Haniel beamed with a broad smile as she looked at the 5,000 pyeong (about 4 acres) of land in front of her house.

And it has a yard too. I can farm as well. I’m so happy! Though there are no people living nearby.

People around looked at Haniel and burst into exclamations.

“Wow! That’s amazing. She already bought her own house at that age?”

“I should have pulled out my money before losing it all on cryptocurrency… No, I should have worked hard instead of aiming for unearned income…”

“She never came out when I asked her to go drinking, saying she had no money. Working hard really pays off.”

“It’s a human triumph, Lee Haneul! Haniel!”

Haniel smiled awkwardly at those words.

It wasn’t just the house.

“Now I have a puppy too!”

Suddenly, beside her was a dog she had started raising recently.

A puppy that Haniel had brought home after finding it collapsed near the house!

So its fur is pitch black, and its size is enormously, big… and its height is twice as tall as Haniel…? Also… not a dog but a wolf?

Huh?

“B-but it’s cute! So big, so cute…”

Woof———!

Suddenly, the house-sized wolf ran over and embraced Haniel tightly, continuously licking her mouth.

Lick, lick, lick.

“Cute, cute… Pfft. Puhek. Ptui, ptui.”

A bright red p*nis dangling between its legs.

Seeing that, the corners of Haniel’s mouth trembled.

“P-puppy?”

Gasp.

In the blink of an eye, the wolf had become a house-sized man, holding Haniel tightly.

“My female.”

“Hieek.”

A thick voice like electricity running through her spine. And a slick g*nitalia rubbing against her crotch.

The people were nowhere to be seen now.

In the dim room, there were only the two of them. Just Haniel and the man.

In the humid air, the man pressed down on the trembling Haniel so strongly that she could barely breathe.

And with his pot-lid-sized hand, he slowly caressed her lower abdomen.

As if checking the place where his offspring would be housed.

“There, why there…”

“I’m curious how much seed I need to pour in to fill this place.”

Seed, he says.

“I didn’t bring you home for that…!”

“What do you mean by that?”

The man, Regan, showed his pointed teeth and smiled.

“If you picked me up.”

“Heuuk.”

“If you made me go into heat, you have to take responsibility.”

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Bad dog.

It was a bad dog.

But what’s worse is…

“Literally a dog dream.”

It’s me who keeps having such dreams, right?

Bang!

Haniel shook and aired out her blanket.

It was still early morning.

If the first thing a person does upon waking up is to wash their bedding, one might naturally think it’s a bit strange…

But in this house, such things no longer even fell into the category of strange occurrences.

“D*mn it.”

“I’ll help you with anything I can.”

That’s what I had promised just a few days ago.

Regan, who had been staring at Haniel sitting across from him as if he might devour her whole, didn’t actually ask for much that day.

“I’ve managed to calm it down for now, but I’m still far from being out of my mating season.”

Regan’s mating season wasn’t over yet.

Due to the heat of his mating season, Regan said his desire was still boiling and his mind was becoming clouded as if wrapped in fog.

So…

“Would you allow me to rest at your home… at least until this heat subsides a bit?”

Despite his visibly swollen lower body, he made his request in an extremely refined manner.

He asked if he could stay here until his mating season calmed down.

In such a situation, Haniel didn’t have many options.

“Sure. Let’s do that. Of course I should help…”

He ate the potion she made and was affected by her constitution. What else could she do?

All she could do was allow this stranger to stay in her precious home for a short while.