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

The fresh current spiral is pleasant to my ears.

Morning wood leakage days will be soft and it will still take some time for the sun to come straight up.

"All right, then we'll dismantle it here"

An old man pulling a luggage truck loaded with cookware and other things stopped his leg at the open spot of the river plain.

Was there such a beautiful stream of water just near the mansion?

When the wolves bring down the boar, how they make noise, the giant rolls onto the river plain.

The prey was too big to be dismantled in the Mansion.

There's plenty of water here, and the people at the mansion don't have to see the demon wolves.

From the Fusianaai of those mansion people, I also feel fine from what I've been seen!

Just in case!

Especially if it's a bowl full of Zenobia, we'll make a big deal out of it!

"Hmm, that's a hard point to weigh too much like draining blood. It's been quite a while since my heart stopped, but I can manage it while I'm asleep..."

An old man with a knife for thick demolition temples into a troubled breeze.

Sure, even if we use the rope to pull it up to the branches, it won't be hard to see a sturdy tree that can hang this heavy prey.

"Oh, should I hang you?

Hecarte, the witch who was accompanying him, peered into the boar from behind and visited the old man.

"Well, it is. Any ideas?

"Huh, I don't know about this."

Put up the metal wand that Hecarte had in his hand.

When the large treasure ball attached to the tip glowed, the boar giant floated into space as if it were grabbed by an invisible hand.

Oh, wow! Magic!

Butt up, head down.

The boar is fixed in the air in the same way it was just when it hung from a tree.

"How about this?

"Oh, this is amazing! That's right, the witch's name isn't Dada!

Sure, it's amazing, but if you can do that, could you have helped me carry it from the beginning?

Look, the wolves that were carrying boars until just now, they're all looking at me with a heck of a say.

"No. It's easy to fix, but it's hard to carry. I hate being tired."

As you read my mind, Hector says.

Hecarte stabbed his wand into the river plain to fix the boar's condition, and he came straight up to me and sat next to me.

"Hehe."

"... (Chi, it's close, sister)"

I look at Hecarte with a naughty grin on my side.

Tidy nose beam. Long ears. Erotic aura in silver hair.

If you meet such a characteristic human being, you can't forget it first.

It's definitely supposed to be the first time we meet, but I still think this one was somewhere.

A whimsical attitude, like a cat, to a grin that sees them through.

Hmm? Cat?

Could this guy...

"So you said I'm not a cat, right? Louta-kun."

Hecarte closed one eye properly.

"Wow!? (Oh, you, no way...! of that time......!

Are you saying it's a red cat?

"I finally realized. I was so sad because you didn't quite notice. You're my friend now."

"Wow (no, because. Yeah, yeah, seriously, the cat from that time?!

I thought you were a sore cat calling yourself a witch!

It was real!

If this is who we really are, were you transforming into a cat then?

"It's not like the change Hemp. I'll seed you later. Wow."

With that said, Hecarte's gaze turned to Old Man Heh challenging him to dismantle the boar with a large knife in one hand.

Did you cut a thick blood vessel in your neck, blood poured out of your neck wound all at once?

Does that blood also intend to be used for cooking, dobodobo and blood accumulate on the big bumps?

"If I were to drain the blood, I'd take the" Wata "from my gut, but I don't have time for this, so I'm gonna go at the same time."

When the old man says so, he puts his foot on the side of the giant boar and stretches a knife to the crotch.

I jumped straight down and let the blade slide in a vertical straight line to my throat.

Hard boar fur with dense hairs like wire is lightly cleaved as if it were a thin cloth.

Awesome cleavage.

Wouldn't it cut a lot more than Zenobia's hedgehog sword, that?

Rip through the anus and then remove the colon, pulling gently out of the thoroughly cracked belly to avoid damaging the gut.

Red liver. Blue lungs. White intestines, black kidneys.

All organs were easily removed per peritoneum.

The eyes of the wolves watching the way it is are not usual.

Why aren't you feeding me that?

It's the best thing about guts in the wild.

That will happen.

But now I'm patient.

Superb food is waiting for you before you put up with it.

"Fur is a waste of time in the water. Peel it off."

What happened to the inside of the boar that was gutted, and the next thing I know, the old man peeled his fur off.

With a brilliant arrangement, it peels like a thin comb "su" under one piece of fur.

When the fat wraps around the blade, the cleavage should be dull, but the knife the old man grips doesn't do that at all, and the blade is going smoothly.

He circled his whole body uninterruptedly, and at the hyena "Tartare" on his back, a single piece of fur was removed beautifully.

"You don't even want this guy, do you? I'll sell it to a tannery guy I know and give it back with rice."

The old man throws his fur into the carrier.

The peeled skin, leaving no meat, rode onto the carrier without feeling the weight.

"Well, here comes the real deal"

Skinned boars were exposing their snug white bodies to the rays of the sun.

When this happens, it feels like a boar or a pig.

The old man takes his ribs off first.

Carefully pull each bottle out, and collect it later to clean it up or in one place.

The wolves continue to gut me, staring remorsefully at the bones, but I keep it to discipline because I forbid them to eat until my old man's permission is given.

The demolition work goes further, but the limit came to me watching, in a phase that was opened to three pieces around the spine.

"... (No, no more commentary. gross neat and bad for my stomach)"

It's not going to work...

The meat is even blocked!

Who enjoys watching such a vivid demolition show?

"Hehe, you have brilliant arms"

I was here, someone who's having fun.

When I look at Hecarte on the side, I see the old man's knife judgment with a trance look on his face.

Beyond that, as the wolves drooled, they waited now or now for the work to be done.

Apparently, Minority was mine.

Hey, your tail's probably shaking, proud Demon Wolves.

Gross for me, but I guess it just seems like they have a treat for them.

I grew up with a classy pet, and I'm going to take a nap until work is done.

Wake me up when you're done.

On a round stone in the river plain, I lay down with Goron.

It feels good to be limp. Good night. Guh.

While I was asleep, the old man's boar demolition seemed to have progressed steadily between them, and in less than half an hour the boar had been cut into large parts.

"Oops, this is an amount I don't have a problem with when I use it in the Mansion..."

I wonder if there's nearly a ton of them.

It's a terrible amount of meat.

A pile of literal meat is formed.

"Of course you did, so I'll give you your share. But no matter how much you guys can't eat it all at once. I'll smoke half of it."

That's a good idea.

Smoked by the old man, it's delicious.

The smoking of backfat "Lardo" was really amazing.

It has a texture that melts sweetly in my mouth.

The taste spreads to the tongue, and after melting, it's refreshing, so I can eat more and more.

That was demon food.

If I made smoked with this boar meat, what the hell would it taste like?

I look forward to it now.

but it's the appetite of this moment rather than the pleasure ahead.

Old man! Hurry up and feed me!

"To be honest, meat tastes better aged. At least three days in a cold room. but you can't wait that long, can you?

"" "Gawwwwwww!!

When the old man asks around, the wolves want to bark.

Guys, you're solving a simulation.

It's tedious there.

"Freshly removed meat is simply cooked. This is the right answer."

Having said that, the old man put a large iron plate on the stones of the river plain.

"The meat is still hard. Cut them thin and bake them in bulk. Roth rose momomo. I'll bake you more and more. Everybody eat guns."

"... a trick."

Ya mean BBQ AHHHHHHHHH!!!

Uh-huh! Louta, I love BBQ!!

The old man slices the meat one after the other with a thin blade knife and puts it on a heated iron plate from the cut end.

The reddish flesh makes a noise all the time, turning itself away as it melts out its fat.

The werewolves, who had never had the experience of baking meat, watched their eyes rot.

The meat dances on the iron plate and the fragrant aroma fills up.

Guys, the yodal way is supposed to be awesome.

Me too, of course. I want to stick my face in that smoke every time I smell it.

Thin meat quickly gets through the fire, so the old man quickly raises the meat off the iron plate and puts in the next meat.

The crunchy roasted meat was placed on a large plate more and more, and at last a tower of soaking meat was born.

"" "Gawgaw!

"Whoa, it's still early to eat. The finishing touches come from here."

Stopping the barking wolves from eating fast, the old man took out a different blade from the knife he was cutting meat from.

And in the other hand, a large chunk of cheese with a circular split in half.

The old man broiled the cheese so hard that it was likely to form as a blunt instrument, in an incendiary fire under an iron plate.

Hard cheese melts out by heat, about as funny as it gets.

The old man plenty of melted cheese softly enough to foam off the top of the meat tower as he shredded it off with a knife.

The golden makeup is applied to the roasted meat.

Awesome!

From the top of the high calories, I punched some more high calories!

I didn't expect an old man to create a menu that wouldn't kill a metaphor like this!

It's not unhealthy!

But I like that!

The intense scent of veterinary meat is combined with even more intense cheeses, and the smell seems delicious enough to make me want to kill them already.

The color of the eyes of the jizzy and approaching wolves sucks.

He makes his nose snap, his tongue dripping sloppily, haha and his breath rough.

Even when I was hunting boars, I didn't see it like this.

If you put up with it any longer, it won't be weird if the one who suffocates comes out.

"No, eat it!

The moment the old man's decree was taken, the wolves shook their tails and stuck their heads in a large plate.

I wondered if it wasn't hot, but because the meat is thinly sliced, it seems to be cooling as well.

"" "Gawgawgaw! (Yummy! Awesome! Humans Awesome!)" "

The wolves are obsessed with the taste of BBQ and cheese they eat for the first time.

"Gaw! (Ki, you guys! What is it that the king will lay his hands on that which he has not yet eaten! Until Bal, what are you doing!

Gallo yells at the wolves of the flock, but no one is listening.

I get it.

Before the old man's cooking, it's pointless to have a relationship up and down.

I'll forgive you. Eat what you want.

"Wow! (So, old man! Meat over here, too! Gallo, sit over here!

"What? You want to eat with the black one? That's a sketchy one."

No, it's not.

I'm not a chemist.

"Ga, Gau (to, you humans...... How vulgar...... Wow, me and the king...)"

With that said, Gallo rocks his tail like it doesn't even seem plain.

"One (no, because that's what Gallo does. Let's eat Meshi)"

I've been patient, but I'm at my limit, too.

From the plate with Gallo, eat a BBQ full of cheese.

"Wow! (This...?!

Yum!! This yummy!!

The wild meat flavour of the boar combines with the sweetness of the cheese to create an amazing flavour.

Simply overlapping simplicity makes it so delicious.

"Gaw......! (Ko, this is...! Equivalent to that strange meat I received from the King......! No, it could exceed even more......!

It's too delicious and Gallo is obsessed with it.

Forget the shame, he's flattening Gabgab and meat.

With that said, Hecarte is quiet.

I wonder what you're doing and I look at it.

"Very tasty wow"

I was just eating.

Instead, he was eating before us.

I even chase cheese and chase pepper on my own.

Chewing happily while spilling melted cheese from his mouth was reminiscent of that red cat.

This witch is probably a foodie too. Much more childish than the demonic image on the outside.

Thus our early lunch lasted until everyone's belly was about to burst.

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"Hey what the heck!!?

Then, on a regular basis, demonic meat is brought into the mansion, but that's another story.