Woof Woof Story ~I Said I Wanted To Be A Rich Person’s Dog, Not A Fenrir!~

The appearance of a white wolf on the lake.

I was looking down on it in a depressing mood.

"Gow...... (Definitely. Whatever you think, it's not a dog, it's a wolf. It would be a miracle you haven't found out. This...... All but women swordsmen in Fusianaaiya...)"

Sigh seriously.

If we grow further from here, we'll all think it's weird on the boulders.

The more you look, the more vicious you look at this.

There was water on the lake, and the wolf appeared corrugated and distorted.

"Louta, the water is cold and it feels good. Let's take a bath together."

Lady Mary, turning up the hem of her skirt, rushes over.

The lady looks like this and is surprisingly a grandmother.

The water fairy plays with the water in the shallow water.

So cute.

"Goh...... kuh, kuh"

Blur. Blur.

When I try to answer normally, I get a wild bark.

I'm a dog.

I'm a dog.

Harmless and incompetent.

All right, self-allusion complete.

"Look, are you afraid of water? Even though I love baths."

The lady who grabbed my forefoot pulls hard, but my giant doesn't even scare me.

"Wow, wow. (Yes, I'm coming, lady)"

imitate the sound of a dog whilst being aware of his voice elevated.

This is quite difficult.

"Look, I'm not scared. I'm not scared."

"Khun Khun"

I enjoyed a little water bath with the lady, working hard and sounding like a dog.

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Bullshit.

I shake my whole body, I fly water.

"Geez."

The lady received splashed water and laughed with pleasure.

Once I paid the water well, my long white hair went back to its original blockage.

"Heh heh, look at that, Louta. I have a rainbow."

A misty blister paints a rainbow arch in bright sunlight.

It was also a beautiful sight. In the meantime, the early summer temperatures quickly dried up the fog and the rainbow disappeared.

"Loutah, loutah"

The lady looks at me with anticipation.

"Khun? (Uh, you want to see it again? I can't help it)"

Once again I tried to jump from shore to lake, and a maid who had refrained from doing so to the carriage called out to me.

"Ma'am, it's time to go back. We have every afternoon."

Oh, is your lunch break over yet?

I wonder if I can help thinking about the time to go back and forth with the mansion.

"Ugh, too bad. Let's go, Louta. I can't keep you waiting."

"Wow! (The lady has a hard time learning from morning to evening. I'll eat and sleep for the lady! Leave it to me!

Comforting the lady, we ride into the carriage together.

It's a big carriage for four relaxed people, but half the one side of the seat is my seat.

I haven't been aware of it before, but it's pretty big of me.

Besides, there are still signs of growth.

I nodded in my seat so I could at least look a little smaller.

"Okay, I'm leaving"

It was our guest, Zenobia, who bought the "Giga" and left.

"Cock."

A gentle wave of the reins and a tongue drum, Eko, forces the two horses into their feet and the wheels of the carriage move out slowly.

The acceleration was quiet, and as the speed gradually increased, it became so fast that the wind came in.

It's a good opportunity for me to explain this world I was reborn in.

First of all, imagine a recent Europe.

Stone township. A golden field of wheat fruit. The sound of the axe of Kirikori, echoing in the deep woods.

Really pastoral and beautiful.

However, there is a somewhat unthinkable view of the world in modern common sense: sword and magic.

There are monsters in the world, naturally called demons, who are fighting irregular workers called day and night adventurers.

So is this woman swordsman.

She's now being fed as a Falks family eater, but Zenobia used to be one of those adventurers.

They say the battle of the demon opponent is a gift.

but we don't even need that sword arm here.

Because you have no one to fight with.

Because these are rare places where demons don't come by because of the effects of holy lakes.

I mean, Zenobia, a swordsman who doesn't fight, doesn't work for me next at the Falks.

This is how it is at best, enough to be on the same track as a dad or a lady outing.

Cereal crushing until stunning. You're just like me! Hahahaha!

... I just noticed.

This guy's my rival!

We can't afford to feed two grain crushes! I do, but I don't!

For my own safety, I need to figure out a way to kick Xenovia off...

Well, come on, let's get back to it.

The large lake visible from the carriage is sparkling, reflecting the light of the sun.

Anything, there's a giant crystal sinking at the bottom of this lake, and it doesn't emit holy power to make demons lean on it.

I'm worried you won't be able to bathe in such a sacred place and say something, but all the range you're seeing from the mansion seems to be on Mr. Dad's land, so nobody gets angry or anything.

I think it's a land with no demons or super first class land, but I can't measure our financial strength for owning such land extensively.

We did it, me with the dog, no waiting for the winner.

If only we could do something about this swordsman...!

Zenobia, the only violent device in this peaceful land, is most vigilant, not the demon, but my presence.

I even bothered to do it, and I suspect I might do something.

No, but blah, I know how that feels.

I'll be on guard, too.

Such a big wolf, I don't know when to attack a lady.

I thought you were not going to put me in the carriage when I left.

Well, I'll be right back with my nesting instinct that they did that!

It's no use dumping me!

I'll definitely parasitize you till you die! Absolutely!

Don't lick the obsession of an overworked, dead human being!

I had a rough nose and solidified my determination to live further pets.

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A two-headed carriage runs down a tidy street in the woods.

The lake is not so far from the mansion.

It's a distance to the point where you can see the mansion if it's shaken for half an hour.

"Ha-ha-ha (fu-ha, the carriage just gets hot)"

I get my face out of the carriage window.

By early summer, the wind is still cold.

I lifted my nose and enjoyed the scent of the windy woods.

"Wahu...? (Hmm?

Mixed with a dark green scent, it smelled strange.

It's just faint, but a stench I've never smelled.

Explore under the smell and cum further.

It smells kind of disturbing.

I don't like it.

Where? Where does this smell come from.

"... what are you doing"

And so Zenobia, sitting on the podium, spoke to me.

I raised my gaze and there was a woman swordsman with a tremendous shape there.

Huh?!

My eyes full of intent to kill are staring at me from the podium.

Irrational killings strike me......! I'm so scared......!

I can pull my head through the window in a hurry.

From the platform, I heard the sound of a humming nose.

What the fuck! What the hell did I do! I haven't done anything yet!

I just want to live a needle life of raised meals without doing anything about it!

"What's the matter, Louta? Were you even a bug?

"Kuh! (No, ma'am! A swordsman bullies me! Scold him!

"What, are you itching behind your ear? Right here?

"Khun Khun! (No, ma'am! I'm the only one who can crush our cereal! Kick me out! You scared bitch, kick me out right now!

"Are you hungry? How's your armpit?

"Khun Khun! (Oh, this is the only time I haven't been able to communicate with you! Oh, no! There! Lame! Feels good. No, no, no!)"

The lady is familiar with my pleasant points. I can't go against this anymore.

For thirty minutes to the mansion, it was a perfect place to plunge.

† † †

We arrive at the mansion and get out of the carriage together.

"Well, I'll be studying, so please wait! When you're done, let's all have dinner and then take a bath!

"Wow! (Roger, lady! I'll be waiting for you while you take a nap!

Oops, didn't your current 'wow' feel pretty doggy barking at you?

Waving his tail, he replies well to the lady.

The lady waved remorsefully back to the mansion with the maid.

"... hey"

Doss' resourceful voice comes from behind.

I feel Zenobia releasing intense killing from behind.

Yabe, I don't want to turn around.

"When I get the carriage back, I need you. Wait here quietly."

A female swordsman manipulates her horse away, glowing her eyes in a mess.

It's for you.

Super visible.

What are they doing?!

Me, what are they gonna do?!

† † †

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! (Bone shears. Ugh! I just fried my bones, look like they're coming!

Cock's old man is overwhelmed with fried veal ribs dried in the sun over low heat oil.

Spirit of not wasting ingredients. Great.

The flavor is stained from the chewed bone and paired with a crisp texture, this is no longer a flavorful jewel case!

"Whoa, calm down and eat. But you eat really well."

Behind the kitchen, I was getting a snack for Cock's old man.

"Wow! (Old man, it was so delicious! Thanks!)"

"Ooh, I suddenly started honking like a dog.... are you a dog originally?"

I laugh and my old man scratches my head and strokes me.

Don't even hate the way you stroke that. More strokes.

And I keep thinking it's a dog.

Well, my stomach felt good, and I guess I'll just take a nap and spill in at the old man's like this.

I round the corner of the floor to stay out of my old man's way, burying my face in the tail of a blocker and pillowing it.

"Ku... (Good night...)"

The sound of an old man's knife doing a dinner look invites him to drowsiness in a good way.

I fell straight into my dreams.

"─ KI, YOU AHHHHHHHHH!!! Were you here aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

When I thought I heard a tremendous noise of crookedness, the female swordsman jumped into the kitchen.

"Why not wait? Fine, fine!! I told you I could use some help. Ahhhhhhh!

"Ooh?! Isn't that Mr. Zenobia? What the hell is going on, so much momentum?

The surprised old man turns back on the pan from the fire in the cooking area.

You returned to me after seeing how it was, Xenovia hastily fixed her position.

"Oh, and excuse me. Lord James."

"Is Mr. Zenobia a snack, too? Unfortunately, this is the only way..."

To the bone frying that my old man had avoided on another plate, I shook the rock salt in pieces and offered it to Zenobia.

"Yes, no, it's not....... it's no wonder. Let's have one."

Xenovia eats the sticky ribs she receives, puffy and puffy while squeezing her shoulders small.

Some things are cute when you do that.

Swallow what's in your mouth firmly, and the female swordsman bows his head.

"It was a treat. Thank you."

And when I lifted my lowered head, that gaze was focused on me.

"... come"

Oh, if you think you've walked in again, they grab you by the neck.

"Kyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu (Oh, no, don't! You would be willing to ramble on me! Goddamn it!

I told you.

Instead, that position is Xenovia!

The desperate resistance was vain, and I was taken out the back door so that I could be dragged.

† † †

In the inconspicuous part of the courtyard, me and Xenovia were confronted.

"I know you're not a dog. My eyes won't be deceived."

"Knock."

"Is there anything like a dog that gets so big in a month? And that face. I don't care if it's a wolf. Beginning with your lord, why does no one in this mansion think it's strange"

"Ku?"

"... don't feel bad. If you wake up to your wild nature and attack your daughter, and if you don't have me on the spot, you can't stand or think so."

"Khun Khun"

"Mm, it's no use! Such a pitiful voice will not change my resolve!

I told her to scream, and Xenovia pulled out her sword.

Shit, is an operation that appeals to love a failure?

I didn't know you could beat this cuteness appeal.

Don't do it, Xenovia.

No, not if you're saying that.

Seriously. These eyes are serious.

This sister is serious about getting a blade wound shake!

"Before you do any harm! This Zenobia Leonhart will kill you!

With the long sword in the upper part, Xenovia declared.

Oh, no?!

Seriously?!

Haven't we got something to do with it?!

More grit! Don't be ready for that right away!

Wait! Stop! I'm gonna die! Seriously, I'm gonna die!

I don't have time to try to avoid it.

At a tremendous rate, the sword is swung down.

The blade captured my brain tone accurately and instantly turned into two.

The sword.

A scream of tall metal flies as the broken sword rotates.

"... Gah? (... Huh?

"If so, it's stupid..."

Zenobia-chan wanders around more than I do.

I looked around at my body, but it didn't have a drop of blood on it.

Wow! It's intact!

He's alive! Thank God!

"Ugh, it's a lie... my sword... A piece of the famous" Let's "Rowen forge..."

Xenovia broke her knee as she bumped and twinkled.

He stares at the pattern of a broken sword as he sits down permanently.

... ha-ha. Got it.

That's it, then. Zenobia, you got a fake grabbed.

Poor thing.

They must have sold a hell of a Namakura by calling it a famous sword.

"Oh no... I hit a big one and got it..."

Again?

It is pity.

Like Zenobia's too depressed, I couldn't wait to speak up.

"Kun (Um...)"

"Kick......!

Eh. Stunned.

Oh, there are tears in my eyes when I look closely.

I'm half crying.

You'll break your sword on your own and you'll be half crying, you swordsman.

"Ki, you! You're not just a wolf!

"Wow (no, it's just a dog)"

"It's no use pretending to be a dog or anything!... This is not happening anymore! Be prepared!!

That's right. I threw up a lot, and Zenobia ran away.

How unreasonable.

After being slaughtered, he cried and cursed himself.

Reward. Thank you.

Would you like me to pepper that crying face, if I could?