Alright. It's official. I am thoroughly bored of vampires. It's nice to have the violence and bloodthirst restored, of course, and I know they aren't strictly referred to as vampires, but Fukuda definitely makes a jab or two at Twilight along the way. The parallels are pretty clear. 
 The Hunt also projects a blatant Hunger Games vibe, easy to determine from the mere name. Combine the two, and, um, maybe you'd get this book, but coming out of reading it, I'm not entirely sure what's going on. 
 The novel is written in a vaguely distracted, distanced way which makes it hard to get a feel for anyone. The prose is strange, yet rather likeable, though the more bizarre of sentences really break the immersion, a bit like this: 
 "Her face breaks into rainbows" 
 First off, that doesn't make much sense at all, and secondly, it just makes me think of Ghirahim from The Legend of Zelda. Doesn't help the atmosphere, ya dig? 
 It doesn't help that our protagonist isn't especially appealing. In fact, Gene is a bit of a wanker. Besides this, our designated love interest, Ashley June, is extremely boring. (view spoiler)[ What did he have to gain from lying to the hepers? It's less of a poor decision intended to show character development later on, more just a moment where you question whether the guy's worth rooting for if he's surprised that people of the same species as him are intelligent. His and Ashley June's relationship was pretty contrived, and for a society in which nobody has a name, they got used to the custom's interaction with everyday language surprisingly quickly. (hide spoiler)] 
 As many other reviewers have mentioned, there are multiple issues with the logic of the world building. My main question is references to animals other than humans/hepers and the not-vampires. Sure, we know what happened to horses, but there are dialogic and prosaic references to gorillas and cheetahs and elephants. Do these things still exist? Are zoos still a thing? Do the not-vampires ever eat things other than fake meat and hepers? Also, why do they eat ice cream? 
 And why does every YA novel nowadays have to have an unsatisfactory ending, screaming 'sequel bait' at the top of its personified lungs? Maybe I don't want to read the rest of your books, but I want to have some kind of closure. Why is that so hard to accomplish? 
 It was alright, I suppose. Three stars at best. Maybe two and a half. I suppose in amongst the competition in the YA market, one expects a lot more.