My heart’s doing parkour inside my chest. Lungs are shrinking, and I’m clamping my mouth shut to stop breathing. From the living room, I hear the wolf sniffing the air like he’s auditioning for a perfume ad. Dammit, wolves have great noses ’cause they’re basically super-dogs! It’s only a matter of time before I’m busted. And I haven’t even hidden yet!
“Ah… I smell something. The stench of a trembling, weakling boy who’s scared out of his wits!”
Thud-thud. The wolf’s footsteps are heading straight for the kitchen where I am. C’mon, check other rooms or the living room properly! This is cheating!
“Hidey-ho~ don’t let your hair show~”
That creepy song gives me goosebumps. Think! Use that brain of yours! Come up with a way to delay the wolf finding me! Find the optimal move to survive this!
Thud-thud.
The footsteps grow louder. If I don’t hide now, I’m dead meat. In my panic, my hand knocks over something.
“Heheh, there you are!”
***
Drool dripping, the wolf enters the kitchen. He pauses to survey the area. Flour everywhere, covering everything like a snowstorm. He sniffs the torn flour bag.
Old flour smells musty and moldy. He wrinkles his nose in disgust and tosses the bag aside. The boy’s definitely hiding here. Though masked by the flour’s stench, the wolf can still detect the boy’s unmistakable smell. Hiding here, huh? The wolf bares his teeth in a grin.
Big droplets fall from his mouth. He hums a tune as he moves slowly.
“Hidey-ho~ don’t let your hair show~”
The wolf’s already getting thrilled. The boy must be praying silently to any god for mercy, terrified by each word and action.
He loves these moments. The prey’s fear while hiding.
He deliberately opens an overhead cabinet noisily. Too small for a human teenager, but it’s about creating more fear.
Thinking about the boy’s face right now – trying not to breathe, heart racing – makes him giddy. Can’t wait to grab the boy, taste him, feel his despair when caught…
The wolf has already pinpointed the boy’s location through scent. Right next to the boiling pot.
But no rush. Enjoy the game. Chew slowly to avoid indigestion. Even this moment should be savored.
He hums as he opens cabinets one by one. Finally, he stands before the large cabinet next to the boiling pot. Big enough for an adult man. What expression does the boy have right now?
Can’t wait any longer!
“Creeeak… You’re in here, aren’t you?”
He licks his lips at the boy’s presence he senses once the door opens. Unable to hold back, he rips the door off.
“Eh?”
The wolf blinks in disbelief. Instead of a boy, there’s a school uniform.
It reeks of the boy though – the uniform he was wearing.
Inside the cabinet lies the boy’s uniform, lightly dusted with flour. The wolf picks it up, confused.
What happened? Just clothes? Where did he go? No back door, all windows closed.
He’s definitely here! Definitely!
“Where could he have…”
“Right here, you damned wolf brat!!!”
The wolf jumps at the boy’s shout from behind. There he is, charging at him with a giant scythe. Covered head-to-toe in flour, looking like a pale Grim Reaper.
“This ends now!!!”
I swing the huge scythe with shaking arms at the wolf. Despite missing, it’s part of my plan. The wolf leaps back to avoid the blade, losing balance.
I don’t miss my chance.
“HAAAT!”
Kneeling slightly, I explode upward like a spring, colliding with the wolf’s torso.
“Graaah!!”
The wolf stumbles. I can feel it – he’s falling! Behind him is a cauldron of boiling water. Time to boil him alive!
Realizing his fate, the wolf’s face turns bright red as he strains to keep standing.
“Ha! Do you really think I’d fall for that?! Impressive thinking, but I win this game of hide-and-seek!”
He laughs loudly while trying to stand. I push with all my might, but his absurd core strength pushes me back. Ugh, why is he so rock-solid?!
Just as my plan to cook him in the cauldron seems ruined…
A bloodied object whizzes past my face. Wham! A staff hits the wolf square in the head, causing blood to spurt from his nose. His head tilts back as he starts to fall.
“Heheh, wolf stew sounds delicious~”
Elise’s voice has never sounded so sweet. I grin as I struggle to push the falling wolf into the cauldron.
His eyes roll back, nearly unconscious. Suddenly, they focus again.
“Just… this?! Do you think I’ll lose so easily?!”
The wolf strains his massive legs and tries to fight back. His sharp claws swipe toward my face.
Ssssshhooowww! Steam erupts from the boiling cauldron, wrapping around the wolf’s body.
“Ahhh! It’s hot!!! Too hot!!”
The wolf screams, trying to escape the boiling water that wraps around him like a living snake, pulling him in.
Splash!
The satisfying sound of him falling into the boiling water. His red, burned face pops out immediately. Bloodshot eyes, heat radiating from his body. All traces of arrogance gone, replaced with unimaginable agony.
“Aaaaagh! It’s too hot! So hot!!”
[This ending suits you perfectly. Now simmer until you’re well-done!]
Ariel appears, brushing her red hair aside with a proud look. She immediately links arms with me and sticks her tongue out at the wolf.
The wolf tries to rise again, but is quickly pulled back under. Elise watches the scene, laughing like she’s watching a funny comedy movie.
“Hehehe! What happened to your big talk about eating us earlier? Want to come out? Or would you rather boil to death~”
“Pfft! I won’t die like this!!!”
His face emerges again, weaker this time – just his snout barely above water. The cauldron works diligently, consuming the giant wolf. He stops struggling.
The quiet kitchen. I stare at the bubbling cauldron.
“Is it over?”
“Hmph, too bland. Let’s taste some wolf meat later?”
[Why are you so focused on eating? You’re clearly hungrier than the wolf.]
“Hehehe~ Curious, aren’t you~ Surely you want to try too~ Let’s start with roasting a pig.”
“Nah, not interested.”
We chat casually when suddenly…
“GRAAAAHHH! I’ll make all of you my dinner!!!!”
A fiery wave erupts from behind. The completely red, furless wolf bursts out.
“Aaaah!!!”
Reflexes kick in. I instinctively swing the scythe in my hand, the smooth side hitting the wolf’s head with a solid thud.
“Guack!”
The wolf’s eyes widen comically before his body freezes. Then he falls back into the cauldron.
Bubble bubble bubble.
The wolf doesn’t emerge again. Though he looks surprisingly edible now. Not that anyone wants to eat him.
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