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

The sunlight that illuminates the lake is dazzling, but the water that sparks it is still cold.

"Wow (Hey Len. How long have you been stubborn?

"Chu (... obstinate Torano's)"

Len, the blue mouse, turned away a lot as she stuck to the shards of the sandwich.

I walk around the lake dogged with Ren on my head.

When I was bitten by a lump, I was entertaining Ren with obedience as a conditioned horse.

"Wahoo... (Let's get along, not at all...)"

"Chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu-chu. Whatever the same demon werewolf tribe, human females etc...... I thought you were a pervert, but I didn't think you were seriously ill until now.)"

Because you're not a chemist, you can't help it.

You don't get dragged to that point because you're a dog (call yourself).

Instead, I was wondering if you're a pervert for falling in love with the Demon Wolf Clan on the dragon's arse.

I want to interrogate you for an hour.

"Chu (well, this time I came up with a secret plan. Look forward to it, mister.)"

As it occurred to me, Ren snorted huffy.

"Wow (yeah? Uh, well, if you're in a better mood, that's fine. Time to go back to shore -)"

"Chu (I don't like it. Enjoy a little more onboard!

"Wow (I mean on board, I'm the ship)"

Come on, I'm getting tired of swimming.

Looking at the shore from the lake, I saw the ladies taking a post-meal break.

Sleeping on the simple sofa Hecarte bought, we're all taking a nap.

It was expanding to a large sun umbrella, and only that part of it was like a resort.

The lady is putting Nafra on her stomach and stroking her seemingly soft hair.

He seems to be tickling his chin, pounding the base of his tail, and overwhelming comfort with a stroke he doesn't normally taste.

Look at that naughty, mellow face.

Kuh, yes, I envy you.

I want the lady to moff me too.

Oh, the Nafra one, he just looked at me and looked proud of me.

"Wow (wow, I'm supposed to be the one in that place! You naughty bastard! Let me call you Master!

Sweet poses! I need to remember my new cute pose and haunt my lady......!

"Chu...... (Odori is all about that bitch again...... What, aren't you just a kid? It's too perverse to have sex with a child of another race like that.)"

"Wow! (Chisel! That's not what the lady is!

The lady is more noble!

If you say so, dependant!

I've always wanted to be spoiled and fed without working one!

The lady is the one who could be my mother!

"Chu (... Ooh, I feel really bad...)"

To quench his disgust, Ren groaned.

Um, Mr. Renzevulm.

Isn't it a little too spicy to say you're in love with me or something?

Disgusting usually hurts.

†

It was a pleasant time to relax in the lake and we rode the carriage back to the mansion once again.

"Mm, what, those guys?

I can hear Zenobia-chan crushing from the podium.

I looked out the window and saw where I was going.

I can see the Mansion gate in the distance.

There were a few men dressed in their traveling attire, who seemed to be pressing questions with the servants of the mansion.

Super dog ear activated.

Let me explain, dogs are very good ears.

End of description.

When I concentrated, I heard a lot of their conversation still far away.

"Oh, my God! This forest is all the premises of the Falks family! You can't step in without your husband's permission!

Our maid is the only one who stands alone against the men in travel costumes.

I don't remember his name, but he should have been a pretty young maid, just one or two years older than the lady.

He seems to be entrusted mainly with chores such as cleaning and laundry, but I have often heckled him and seen Miranda scold him.

He has his hands on his hips and his chest wide open in an attempt to make his low height look a little bigger.

but it's not powerful enough at all.

She is extra young because of her long dark hair twin tailed hair.

but there's nothing wrong with me lollymade is my favorite either.

Ren's silent pressure comes from his back, but no problem.

No problem.

"I'm asking you to give me that permission!

"My husband is at work! Take your appointment for a proper visit and then come back out later!

To the yelling man, Loremade says resolutely back.

"Even the nearby village takes half a day! You're telling me to go back! Look! There's also a permit from the guild! This is a formal investigation!

"That's permission from the guild and has nothing to do with our home! If you can't keep the order, please go home!

Oh, that's amazing, Loremade.

I haven't pulled a single step against an old man with a strong face.

But that old man, he's hanging a sword on his hip, his face is bright red enough that he's going to lose his cool, and I guess it's better not to be too irritating.

"Eh," La Ra "is not clear! Let me push through! If you could just listen to me, you'd understand!

"Wait a minute..."

The lolimade you tried to stop gets bounced off.

A long-sleeved woman took the spot where she was about to fall back.

Or it was Zenobia.

"Wahoo?! (What?! You were here just now, weren't you?!

On my head, confused and comparing the platform to the gate, Ren raises an exclamation.

"Chiu (that girl, I'll do it. I've only ever been hurt. [M] at great speeds)"

Does that mean you ran over there in an instant?

I didn't see any movement.

Oh, and how about driving a carriage?!

I thought so, but our horse was smart, so I slowed my steps and stood still in front of the gate on my own.

Are you all right, Lord Toa?

"Oh, my God, Mr. Zenobia......!

Loremade as she dyed her cheeks-- Toa looks up at Zenobia's face.

Lily...... no, no.

This is Zuka. There's a sign of Zuka.

My sense of smell is sharp.

Xenovia supported Toa to hold her shoulders and stared at the men.

"What did you see put your hands up to our maid...?

Wow, yabe, I'm so angry.

A red copper hair is about to turn upside down like a lion.

"Ma, wait! We're here to investigate the woods at the request of the Alliance! I also have an official permit!

"An Alliance...?

As Zenobia narrowed her eyes sharply, the bent men backed at the same time.

The man at the centre, who has been singled out for murder, is stunned with cold sweat.

"So, Captain, what the hell is this woman...?!

"Also, could this guy... No, this guy...!

"It's Zenobia! Definitely, Zenobia Leonhart!

"Zenobia is that Zenobia......?!

Former SS (originally double-es). Thousand kills. Shattered castle. Most labyrinth trespassers. Crimson Leonheart, queen of bloodstained lion hearts.

A horrible alias jumps out of the men's mouths arrows early.

"What do you guys know about me?

Zenobia at the time looked suspicious and blushed the men a lot.

Apparently, you don't realize you're a celebrity.

"And excuse me. But why would someone like you be here...?

The killer is softened and the respiratory commander asks softly.

The virtues of the previous prestige seem to be in a much poorer "Ha Ha Ha" as to where they have gone.

"I am the Falks sword. I'm sure it's natural to be here."

No, you're a diner, aren't you?

You shouldn't have taken such great responsibility.

And most of the time, I'm not at the heart of it.

"Your current guild leader was Arkles. Then go home and tell him. I think it's enough for me to investigate the forest."

No, you can't, can you?

As in investigating, you are a tremendous directional tone deaf, aren't you?

If you go into the woods, you'll be wrecked in ten steps.

We traveled together. I say, for sure.

I saw how the carriages were earlier and realized that maybe Zenobia was just sitting on the podium.

Horses are smart, so it's like I'm just riding to the lake on my own and coming back on my own.

Because if Zenobia manipulates you, you'll get lost on the main road.

No matter how awesome the aliases are and how well they look, Pong Tip is still Pong Tip.

Relieved.

That's our Zenobia.

"Well, wait."

The voice of a calm man attracts the attention of everyone who was there.

It was Gandolph von Falks, the current head of the Falks family, or Daddy, who appeared with the servants in "Together".

"If you want to talk, I'll listen. Zenobia, Toa, you annoyed me."

"Yes, no!

"Sir, I apologize for taking the liberty!

The way you smile at the two you're afraid of is a boulder piercing.

It was a big difference when Hecarte drank my secret wine and I was crying.

"Oh, it was already this time of year..."

That hecarte is crushing something and I'm thinking with my index finger touching my thin chin.

"Wow (what time is this?

"Well, I guess it's a good time to drink."

That's the usual thing.

Dad, no, Shimbo's witch is after the brewery again.

My silent warning didn't reach Dad's back, the four adventurers were passed straight to the mansion, and irrelevant we went back to our respective plans.

I thought it was irrelevant, but you didn't. This is it.