My Gun Can Pierce Through Hunter Story Clichés!

“N-no…! P-p-p-please spare me!
If you want food, I’ll get you something else later!
Huh? H-huh? AAAAHH! I-I don’t want to die! I don’t want to diiie!”

The player tried to persuade Native somehow, but it was in vain.
Perhaps if he had spoken in pig language while grunting, it might have been slightly better.

But Native had already chewed up the player along with his armor.
A horrific scream, hard to believe it came from a human, echoed from inside Native’s mouth.

And suddenly, all that could be heard was the crunching sound of bones being crushed.

“KWOOEOOOOOO!”

Native shouted with all its might, saying there wasn’t enough food.
When the truck-sized Native became greatly angered, the other pigs couldn’t move and just trembled like aspen trees.

“Kwooeo…?”

Native sensed something strange.
Until now, there had never been such a shortage of food except when it was first born.

“Kwool.”

Native recalled when it was first born.

Monsters, also being living creatures, usually reproduce to increase their numbers.
Or they simply emerge in places where magic power gathers.
And Native was clearly the latter.

When it first became self-aware, the first thing it saw was a strange text in front of its eyes.
Of course, it’s questionable whether Native understood the meaning, or even knew the concept of characters in the first place.
However, there was one thing it could understand for certain:

[Entity Name: White Pig (Mutant)]
[Species: White Pig]
[Level: 2-Star F-Rank]
[Description: I’m hungry, oink.]
[Special Ability: Resurrection (100 times)]

That it was hungry.

It followed other pigs and found food to eat.
Sometimes it even ate its own kind.
Conversely, it almost got eaten at times.

After the moon rose and the sun set about thirty times.s invaded.
And it faced its first death.

It opened its eyes again.
The surroundings were the familiar plains.
There were not only itself but also other white pigs.

Being hungry, it ate its own kind first.
After eating all the surrounding pigs, it realized one thing.
That it was a special existence.

It grew even faster using the experiences from before death.

Around the time it saw the moon rise and the sun set another thirty times.
It took revenge on the human who had killed it before.
Human meat was more delicious than any food it had ever eaten.
If it could communicate with humans, it would first say this:

How about trying the meat of your own kind instead of ours.
It will be a taste you’ll never forget.

Around the time when the rising of the moon and setting of the sun began to feel indifferent.
It recalled the concept of meat counts.

By the time it had eaten human meat about a thousand times.
The way both humans and its own kind looked at it had completely changed.

“Kwool.” “Kool.” “Kool-kool.”

White pigs gathered around Native and bowed their heads to the ground as if worshiping.

“KWOEOOOOOO!”

Despite these changes.
If there was one thing that hadn’t changed at all, from then till now.
It was:

[Entity Name: Native]
[Species: White Pig Boss]
[Level: 2-Star S-Rank]
[Description: Hun-hun-hun-hungry hungry hungry hungry hungry hungry oink.]
[Special Ability: Gluttonous Recovery, Resurrection (0 times)(Unavailable)]

The fact that it was hungry.

“KWOEOOOOOO!!!”

Native howled loudly once more.
It was still a cry let out because of hunger, but.
This time it had a slightly different meaning.

What was contained within was the emotion of joy.
There’s only one case when Native expresses such emotion.

That case is when human meat is right in front of it.

“Wow. A pig.”

The human said.

The human in front of it wasn’t wearing any armor or any defensive equipment.
Therefore, it was obvious that even a slight brush from its massive tusks would turn the human into minced meat.

The human raised one arm.
Then raised the other as well.
In the human’s hands was something like a dagger, but it was a bit strange that it bent sharply forward in the middle.
Especially, the overall light pink color didn’t look like an ordinary weapon.

Anyway.
It’s dinner time.

“KWOEOOOOOOOO!”

Native roared loudly and charged toward Han-wol, and.
Han-wol immediately pulled the trigger.
x x x
[You have encountered the Pig’s Den boss monster ‘Native’.]
[Native Level: 2-Star S-Rank.]
[Warning! There is a level difference of more than 1-Star.]
[You might die.]

After howling loudly once, Native immediately leaped toward Han-wol.
Han-wol also responded by pulling his finger immediately.

Bang!

The sound of gunshots from both hands overlapped, and two magic bullets were fired simultaneously.
However, Native had already turned its body sideways.
Therefore, the bullets only sliced through the air.

Native’s huge tusks were right in front of him.
But what he saw wasn’t the front of the tusks, but the side.
Han-wol had long since moved out of the attack trajectory.

Then he closed his eyes.

Deterministic Worldview.

Enhance vision to capture all visible information in the mind.
That information passes through the equations governed by classical magic mechanics and is soon converted into the future.

When Han-wol opened his eyes again, the world was gray.

In the gray, there were two Natives.
One was also gray and was standing as if time had stopped.
The other was glowing red, showing exactly what would happen a few seconds later.

Han-wol unhesitatingly pulled the triggers of both hands toward the empty space where no one was yet.

As soon as Native turned its head, two bullets lodged in both of its eyes.

“Kwee-eek!?”

Native let out a painful scream and rolled on the ground.
Han-wol didn’t miss this opportunity and continued to pull the trigger, focusing fire on one point.

Dark blood burst from various parts of Native’s tough skin.
But it didn’t stop running.
Finally, Native moved out of Han-wol’s effective range.

However, the action Native took wasn’t escape.

It opened its mouth wide and bit a large portion of the space in front of it, as if sweeping up garbage.

Chomp chomp.

Several white pigs met their deaths without even knowing why.
Changes immediately came to Native after consuming its own kind.

Native’s horribly crushed eyes bubbled and soon were replaced with new ones.

Native had a special ability called ‘Gluttonous Recovery,’ which allowed it to heal wounds by sacrificing its own kind.

“A pig imitating a hamster.”

Han-wol scratched the back of his head with an annoyed expression.

As if in response, Native, now completely restored, howled loudly toward Han-wol.
No matter how strong humans are, they tire easily.
Whereas it does not.
Moreover, there are plenty of its own kind around.
They will soon become its blood and flesh.

It has defeated and devoured countless humans like this so far.
And it will continue to do so.

x x x

Han-wol was walking.
One step, two steps.
And on the third step, he placed his foot a bit farther away.
Then he turned his body swiftly.

At that moment, Native’s massive tusk passed right in front of him.
But it didn’t even graze Han-wol.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Huge gashes formed on Native’s massive body as if nails were being driven in.
Whenever this happened, Native would attack in all directions with an even more enraged appearance.
But each time, Han-wol was already outside the attack range.

The sound of Native’s huge body hitting the air was heard, and.
Consecutive gunshots rang out from a slightly offset position.

This scene had been repeating for thirty minutes already.
And the one who was tired was none other than.

“Ah, my eyes feel strained.”
“Kwoeoooo…!”

It was Native.

The reason was obvious.
Native was running, and.
Han-wol was walking.

Of course, Han-wol’s magic power was somewhat depleted because he frequently used the ‘Deterministic Worldview’ skill.
But even so, he only used it as support and operated it efficiently, so there wasn’t much of a problem.
Therefore, Han-wol wasn’t tired at all.
Just his eyes were a bit strained.

Han-wol glared at Native with the eyes of a predator.

Native flinched and hurriedly looked around.
There were no more kin to eat.
Either it had eaten them all, or the human in front had killed them all beforehand.

Judging the situation to be unfavorable, Native began to flee.

It’s okay.
It’s not over yet.
I’ll shake off this human and eat more, eat more, eat more, eat more, eat,
and eat up even more of my kind.
After becoming stronger that way.
Just like I’ve done so far, I’ll devour again.

Just then.
Native felt an indescribable sense of dissonance.

‘Kwool…?’

Why aren’t any attacks coming?
The moment it realized this.

‘Length about 1m. One attribute to imbue.’

[Using the skill ‘Material Conversion’ to synthesize the concept of ‘Cutting’.]