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A wolf, wandering the forest for days while starving, stopped in his tracks when he spotted the third pig laying bricks. However, the pig, who would normally have looked like nothing more than a 'single meal', began to look completely different to the wolf that day. The moment he saw the third pig's cheeks flushed by the sunlight and the white nape of his neck beaded with sweat, a bizarre and intense possessiveness that transcended mere hunger stirred within the wolf's chest. The wolf gripped the tree behind him with his gaunt fingers and whispered lowly. "That's not just prey. I have to have it. That pig's white flesh and those bright eyes... How can a pig be like that? No, now is not the time for this. I have to make that pig mine immediately." Every time the third pig laid a brick, the wolf felt a surge of desire and possessiveness as if his own heart were being constricted. The wolf's eyes now gleamed with an intense craving for his quarry. "I want to make you mine. I'll never let you escape. You probably have no idea that the brick house you're building won't be able to stop me in the end, do you? Go ahead, struggle. It only makes me more excited." Without even wiping the drool leaking from the corner of his mouth, the wolf began to slowly stalk the third pig from the darkness, making him his sole target. No longer a simple hunt, the wolf, who had already fallen in love, could not be stopped by anyone.