I Became the Emergency Food Supply of the Bear Family - Chapter 65

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Episode 65

“…….”
Enya swallowed hard.
She’d known it would come to this. Before asking for patronage, she’d decided to reveal her identity, so she’d confessed to being a squirrel demiurge—only to find that Ber had already known. In turn, Ber had disclosed her own identity.
Just as the Eostre Legend foretold, Ber was an Arctic hare demiurge.
But she couldn’t reveal that fact.

“It’s a secret. Among my friends, only you know it.”

A secret shared between the two of them alone.
She had no intention whatsoever of divulging something so precious to these low-class ruffians.
“I don’t know either. Besides, you’re being awfully rude. Don’t you know the rules of demiurge society—that you shouldn’t ask about someone’s identity or pry into it on your own?”
Enya pronounced each word deliberately as she laid out the facts, and the burly male student laughed as though she were absurd.
“Ha. This brat’s got more of a tongue than I thought.”
“Like, who doesn’t know that?”
“Just tell us while we’re being nice, yeah? Got it?”
The other students surrounding the burly one closed in on Enya with menacing expressions, trapping her against the wall with nowhere to run. The large student approached slowly, step by step.
“You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. I’ll give you some free advice since I respect your backbone—don’t bother with obvious lies. Stick to the truth, and you might come out of this okay.”
“…….”
“You’re a herbivore like me, and one charge from me will end this in a single blow.”
A reek began to emanate from the male student’s body—Beast Scent. For a herbivorous demiurge, that smell alone could be lethal; it was far more than mere rudeness. It was genuinely dangerous.
For a General Studies student to give off a scent this strong meant one thing for certain.
‘A boar demiurge. Lorenzo Porco.’
Though they were in the same department, their classes didn’t overlap much, so it took her a moment to place the name.
Right—if he was a wild boar, a small prey animal like her would barely be a mouthful.
But Enya held her breath and spoke only one sentence.
“I told you I don’t know.”
“You’ve got some nerve for someone living off another’s patronage.”
“Ugh!”
Sudden pain shot through her shoulder. Lorenzo was gripping it and slamming her roughly against the wall.
Yet Enya merely glared at him coldly.
“Like you said, I’m just someone living off patronage, so it’s natural I wouldn’t know, isn’t it?”
“……This is ridiculous.”
“Gasp.”
Enya drew in a labored breath, her head sagging. The Beast Scent suddenly intensified. She could barely remain upright against the wall.
“I told you—don’t get cocky.”
Speaking with contempt, Lorenzo grabbed her chin and forced it upward.
“Actually, looking at you now, you’re kind of cute. How about forgetting about that mystery demiurge and taking my patronage instead?”
What?
The boar’s nauseating voice grazed her ear. Enya bit her lower lip and squeezed her eyes shut.
She was repulsed. By the boar, by the demiurges surrounding her, and most of all, by her own helplessness—by her inability to do anything.
If she let this boar go now, it would be Ber who suffered the consequences one day.
Shouldn’t she eliminate this kind of vermin here and now?
She was in contact with Lorenzo. If she cast magic now, she could reverse his body’s time, send him into the past. How far back should she go? Or should she age him instead? If she pushed it that far, wouldn’t her mana be completely depleted?
No—before that, she’d be exposed as a mage. But then again.
‘For Ber’s sake, it doesn’t matter.’
Enya’s heart, which had been pounding, began to quiet. Her body, trembling with rage, grew still. And just as she was about to activate her magic—
“Lorenzo Porco.”
A cold voice cut through the air.
“Let her go. Now.”
Ber was glaring at Lorenzo.

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Class was about to begin, but Enya hadn’t appeared.
She probably wasn’t accustomed to the academy yet, and Ber probably should have gone to fetch her. But her previous class had been held outdoors, leaving no time.
In the end, worry drove Ber to abandon the classroom and dash into the Corridor.
She hadn’t been searching long when, among the cluster of male students, she spotted a small female figure.
As she hurried forward and closed the distance, the stench of a predator hit her nostrils.
‘A boar—that’s a boar.’
Lorenzo Porco. The arrogant brute they called the tyrant of the General Studies Department. His massive hand was gripping Enya’s chin, dragging it upward. Enya’s eyes were squeezed shut in terror, her body trembling.
Ber’s face flushed red in an instant.
How dare this bastard touch our Enya.
A scene from the original narrative flashed through her mind—one where her patient, someone she’d treated, barely escaped a terrible fate. That image of a face drained pale with fear, hastily wiping wet eyes, forcing a smile.
‘……I can’t forgive this.’
How dare you lay a finger on my sunshine girl?
Burning with rage, Ber called out Lorenzo’s name and shoved roughly past the students blocking her. Caught off guard by her fierce, unexpected resistance, the male students surrounding Lorenzo stumbled backward in confusion.
“Let her go. Now.”
Blood rushed to her head. Ber placed a hand on Lorenzo’s shoulder. He let out a dismissive laugh at her audacity and released Enya’s chin completely. Enya’s legs immediately gave out beneath her.
“Are you alright?”
Ber hurried to steady Enya. Looking up at her with a flushed face, Enya’s eyes were already glistening with tears.
‘Look at this—Enya’s absolutely terrified.’
This…… damned pig.
Ber gently lowered Enya to sit on the corridor floor, then straightened up abruptly. In her lost reason, she didn’t hear what Enya was murmuring.
“……I wanted to protect you.”
That this dirty pig’s shoulder had received the direct hand of Ber herself.
“What did you do to Enya? What business do you have with her?”
“Ah, well, see, actually I didn’t have business with her. I wanted to ask you something, and I figured if you were personally patronizing her, you might know the answer.”
So that was it. Enya had suffered this because of her?
Watching Ber’s expression harden into stone, Lorenzo asked.
“You’re not a bear demiurge, are you?”
At Lorenzo’s words, Ber clenched her fists as she grasped the situation.
So that was it. She’d been trying to keep the secret.
“You’re adopted by the Grizzly Family, right? No matter how much I sniff around, there’s not even a hint of predator scent. Be straight with me. You’re a herbivore, aren’t you?”
“…….”
“Clinging to the Grizzly Family, acting high and mighty, and now you’re the one offering patronage? A herbivore overstepping like that—you need to know your place.”
“…….”
“What? Don’t just sit there silent. Try offering some excuse.”
Ber didn’t respond to his provocation. She simply stared at him with cold eyes.
“I’ve never seen such an arrogant brat before. Watch your tongue.”
The moment Lorenzo issued his warning, an intense Beast Scent washed over them.
“Herbivores who enroll in the General Studies Department seem to be under a massive delusion. When a predator like me releases my scent, they faint on the spot—so what’s the point of them even coming to Hwangryeol Academy? You’re all parasites. Don’t you agree?”
Lorenzo continued in a mocking voice, watching Enya cover her nose in distress with lifted lips. But his arrogant expression soon froze.
Because the person facing him was looking directly at him with an utterly composed face.
“You……what are you?”
At the sight of Ber, whose expression hadn’t changed in the slightest, not even a flicker of a frown, Lorenzo was bewildered.
Herbivorous demiurges in the General Studies Department would fall into panic or lose consciousness entirely if he released even a fraction of his scent. This was the first time he’d encountered someone with absolutely no reaction whatsoever.
Lorenzo released his Beast Scent even more powerfully. Until Enya lost consciousness and even several of the male students surrounding them collapsed to the ground.
“Why in the…… .”
Sweat dripped down Lorenzo’s forehead as he pushed with all his might. Yet Ber remained perfectly still, only blinking occasionally.
‘Hmm. So this is what a boar amounts to.’
In truth, Ber had been unaffected by Beast Scent for quite some time now.
Three brown bears and one Arctic bear had always been pressed against her side, and even Grizzly Castle was teeming with demiurges beyond the family—Arctic bears, Asian black bears, sled dogs.
Ber was a survivor, a strong one, a rabbit among predators who’d managed to thrive in their midst.

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