Ahhhh, why me—

Why me? Just like all patients who find out they have a terminal illness, Ayane Ogino was filled with Despair, her mind occupied by a single thought.

However, she couldn't even let out a roar as she struggled to lift her limp legs to pedal the bicycle, desperately trying to get away from the pervert chasing her from behind.

Ayane Ogino, 19 years old, chose to work after graduating from high school—she wasn't the type for further education, and she didn't like studying.

Not liking to study, and therefore choosing to work, wasn't an act of lacking ambition. On the contrary, it was the most common choice for Sakura High School students. Her high school wasn't known for intensive college prep. Furthermore, not attending university saved her family a lot of money, and she didn't have to carry the burden of a student loan. That's a debt many regular college grads spend years, sometimes even a decade, paying off.

Her luck had been incredibly good. With an introduction from a club senior, she found a well-paying job in Nerima Ward's Toshimaen, which marked the beginning of her ordinary work life.

Toshimaen was considered one of the top amusement parks in Tokyo. Although the job was extremely busy, Ayane, being new, had mostly been responsible for looking after the amusement park rides at night. She countless times mumbled complaints about why people still came to the amusement park in Nerima Ward at night instead of staying home, but she still greeted and served with a smile.

Although her busy job made her miss many social opportunities, her satisfying salary allowed her to find a nice place in Sakado. She easily stayed on trend and naturally attracted men's favor in the few mixers she attended. This was due not only to her preparation—researching the attending men on social networks beforehand—but also to her outstanding appearance and perfect skills.

However, she had yet to meet someone who made her heart flutter, so she remained single. Although there were a few guys who caught her attention—one looking like Shun Oguri, another like Takayuki Yamada—she knew they needed long-term observation.

She was very cautious about her love life. If she got tangled up with a jerk, it could become a permanent stain on her life—plenty of women suffered because of the wrong choice, even to the extent of ending up supporting a deadbeat boyfriend.

But she never imagined that the happy future she carefully planned would be cut short here because of a pervert!

That man, Ayane Ogino vaguely remembered, must have been a middle-aged man she encountered while on duty during the previous weekend, a member of a company excursion group visiting Toshimaen.

The middle-aged man insisted on exchanging SNS and phone numbers with her. Ayane used the excuse of 'not carrying a phone while working' to brush him off—What? A balding middle-aged man thinks he can hit on me?

Little did she expect that a few days later, as she was biking home after a night shift, the middle-aged man would block her way!

At that time, Ayane passed through an alleyway with no one around. She pedaled her bicycle frantically in Fear, and then the middle-aged man took the opportunity to touch her, lightly grazing her arm.

Soon after, Ayane quickly realized her strength was rapidly fading from her body, and her limbs softened. She wanted to scream for help, but the sound that came out was a pleasant, low mewling like that of a cat.

Ayane recalled the multiple serial killings and disaster incidents that happened in Tokyo, and all the strange urban rumors on Twitter, which intensified her Fear. She pedaled towards the station with the last bit of her strength.

At this thought, she couldn't help but blame herself—Wouldn't it have been safer to just go home by taking a ride directly from Toshimaen? It would cost a bit more and be a bit more cumbersome, but it'd be safe!

But how could Ayane have known she'd be so unlucky? She lived in Saitama Sakado and normally took the Tobu Tojo Line to Hikawa Station. From there, she biked for ten minutes, cutting through Hikawa Shrine to get to work at Toshimaen. If she were to take the subway and train for the whole journey, it would not only cost more time and money but also involve endless line transfers, making a big loop to reach Toshimaen Station—a very low cost-performance ratio.

However, she finished work later than usual tonight, and Nerima Ward was notoriously desolate within Tokyo's twenty-three wards, with no nearby shopping districts or people on the streets. Ayane wanted to call out for help from the residents, but she simply couldn't make a sound!

Whenever she thought of rushing into someone's house, the middle-aged man would appear just like a shadow to block her, forcing her to change directions and gradually steering her into even more desolate areas!

When she took out her phone while on the bike, the middle-aged man caught up and slapped it out of her hand, which frightened her into pedaling away even faster.

Ayane knew she had become prey, and that the pervert was trying to drain her strength in this manner, but she had no other choice but to flee as if drinking poison to slake her thirst.

However, the bicycle wobbled and crashed into a lamppost, and Lingyin was thrown onto the ground by the momentum. She immediately struggled to her feet and staggered away as if she were drunk.

Behind her, she could hear the footsteps of her pursuer, neither hurried nor slow. But instead of charging at her, Lingyin felt her body growing weaker and an indescribable craving igniting in her heart.

Her legs buckled, and she almost fell again.

Her vision blurred more and more, but her body was both cold and hot: hot enough that she wanted to strip off her clothes immediately, cold enough that she wanted to embrace someone for warmth. This strange combination of cold and heat was so harmonious, yet her mind grew increasingly clear!

She had long known that she had been poisoned, but now she suddenly realized why the pervert had let her keep running: it was to make the poison spread rapidly throughout her body!

And although her limbs were weakening, and she was close to not being able to run anymore, she didn't feel dizzy; instead, she was very clear-headed!

Lingyin was acutely aware that now, she would willingly be with any man, regardless of what he looked like, and that she would do so completely willingly, completely clear-mindedly.

This wasn't ordinary poisoning. Although Lingyin was not highly educated, she knew there was no drug that could induce such intense Desire while keeping one completely lucid.

This was a Supernatural Ability!

Suddenly, Lingyin remembered some comic book plots she had read before, and she began to feel Fear—she feared that she would become passionate because of Desire!

Just now, she had braced herself for the worst, telling herself it would be like getting bitten by a dog. But now it seemed that this dog's teeth were poisoned. If she were really bitten... she might never be able to get free of it for the rest of her life, maybe even becoming a wretched, mad dog!

There was no basis for it, it was purely a woman's intuition, but Lingyin knew that whoever took over her body would also possess her heart. She would watch herself clinging to him, and then her reason would be muddled by pleasure...

This was the most shameless, most perverted Supernatural Ability.

Why did it have to be me who is so unlucky?

My first time, my life, my soul... Will they all be ruined here?

Lingyin felt herself growing more and more tired, gasping for air every few steps, her breaths scratching at the heartstrings. She looked down at herself; she was wearing black tights that provided some warmth, and the stark contrast of the black tights with the dark red skirt, revealing a glimpse of pure white, exuded infinite charm under the dim yellow light of the night. Her closely pressed legs had won the stares of many men at social gatherings.

The fitted sweater she wore also perfectly highlighted her figure—after all, she was once a main player on the high school women's volleyball team.

"You can't escape," the nauseating voice whispered into her ears like a demon's murmur. "You have been affected by my supernatural power and must mate with a man to detoxify."

Just give up.

I can't take it anymore.

It's too hard to bear, even if it's that kind of man, even if it's that kind of man, as long as he can make me...

"Huh?"

A male voice sounded ahead, and Lingyin lifted her head. Although her vision was somewhat blurred, she could still make out a man and a woman ahead.

She couldn't see their faces clearly, but the man ahead seemed to have a good figure and a voice very young and pleasant to the ear, making Lingyin feel as if feathers were tickling her ears.

He... He's handsome!

Not knowing where the last bit of strength in her body came from, Lingyin managed to run a couple more steps before collapsing to the ground due to exhaustion. She reached out her hand towards the front and spoke with a voice that melted bones and hearts, "Save... save me..."

She heard that disgusting voice again: "If you know what's good for you, leave quickly. Anyone who interferes with my business will die! Heh, you look quite cute too..."

Lingyin, lying on the ground, suddenly felt a hint of worry—Was that pervert a Supernatural Being? Could the man and woman also be in danger?

You guys better run and call the police! No, take me with you when you run!

However, very soon, Lingyin felt herself being helped up, and a female voice sounded beside her: "Hey, are you alright?"

The man spoke again, but this time it seemed he was speaking Mysterious Country language. Lingyin could barely understand what he was saying—because Toshimaen often had visitors from Mysterious Country, she could understand a bit of the language.

"Can you wake up? Hmm?"

Lingyin didn't understand the middle part, but she could tell that she was now being held by the man.

An unsuppressed Desire, freed from the blockade of her reason at the realization that she was being held by a handsome man, made her both lucid and thoroughly ecstatic. She embraced him eagerly, pressing her graceful and fiery body against him, rubbing against him like a kitten in his arms.

Her nose twitched, taking in the man's beguiling scent, and she made little cat-like mewing sounds.

The female voice said softly, "She's been poisoned and needs to mate with a man for the poison to be cured... I think, why not..."

Ayane was incredibly willing in her heart. Great, great!

However, the male voice repeatedly refused, "..."

Lingyin felt an endless regret. Still, if it was him, that might also be okay...

The woman spoke again: "What if it doesn't work and harms her? I think, why not..."

Lingyin nodded again and again in her heart. Yes, yes! I've been influenced by supernatural power; that might not solve the problem!

The man spoke urgently, "No need, the poison can be cured without it!"

Lingyin thought, How could that be? I'm affected by a Supernatural Toxin!

But the girl seemed to believe the handsome man and said with a little "oh", "Really? I think traditional Healing methods might be better..."

The man said, "Really, it's absolutely effective!"

The girl chuckled. "Then... alright. You treat her."

Lingyin heard the girl leaving. At that moment, a warm palm gently caressed her face, and she immediately snuggled against it—the palm's skin was silky smooth, no worse than her own.

Lost in the enchanting fragrance, and as the disgusting pervert seemed to have been knocked back, Lingyin gradually relaxed and leaned against the handsome man.

"Should be okay now, right?"

Hearing the magnetic voice of the handsome man, Lingyin suddenly realized that the Desire that had escaped her reason had vanished. Although she was still a bit weak, she wasn't as nearly incapacitated as before; Lingyin could now control her body with her reason.

She opened her eyes, and her vision brightened. She found herself near Sanchome Mori Park. During the day, this place was scarcely populated, with only a few abandoned shops and factories. At night, not even Patrol Officers came here, and there had even been a recent murder case.

She had been chased by that pervert to this place!

If something were to happen to her here, no one would pass by and notice. And even if someone did pass by, that pervert was a Supernatural Being, a thug eligible to join the Martial Soul Hall!

And at this time, someone just happened to pass by, someone capable of contending with a supernatural power thug...

Only those favored by the Goddess of Luck could enjoy such a Miracle, right?

Lingyin turned her head and met a pair of deep and bright eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, raised her feeble hands, and lifted his hoodie off his face, then pulled down his mask.

The instant she saw his face, Lingyin's heart couldn't help but thump wildly.

It turns out that this person is quite cute.

So, in this world, Miracles do happen, and even in threes.

Lingyin was not boy-crazy; she had many inner requirements for her other half and was very cautious, keeping a certain distance in dealings with men. But her body had been through the ordeal of a Supernatural Toxin and the treatment of Extraordinary Magic. Tonight's experience was so bizarre and stimulating that she desperately sought a reliable support to give her a sense of security.

And in front of her was a man who met all the criteria.

This is bad... It was the feeling of her heart fluttering.

She couldn't help but reach out and grasp the handsome man's head, and then—

She began to pet him.

Ren Suo looked at her with a lifeless expression.

I knew it. Once you took off my hat, you would definitely want to pet my hair. I've seen through your type; you're all so predictable.

I shouldn't have accepted the Evolution of the Cat. Besides being able to talk to cats, there haven't been many other benefits. But this world isn't just full of cats gaining supernatural powers, so it's not very useful.

But this is good in a way; the patient's mood is stable and she's obsessed with petting fur. Ren Suo then placed his palm over Lingyin's head and continued the Healing while petting. Petting heads feels so awkward. Ah, it still feels best when I wash my own hair.

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