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

A large tree that soars in the deep woods.

A house that seemed more like it was together than when the tree sprouted was the workshop of the witch Hecarte Luluals.

"Wow. It feels like fantasy)"

"Hey, that"

Hecartes, who brought us into the workshop, laughs dull.

"Wafufufufufu (I admire the house that merges with these trees)"

It looks like this. It's a boy. You can't help it, can you?

"Wahoo."

Is it because of the leaves growing to the ceiling? I feel a negative ion.

"Normally, when you're invited to a witch's house, it's just something to be wary of."

"Wahun? (Yeah, what?

"That's right. The Witch's Workshop is the place where witches can do their best. Trap and curse all you want. It's like being in my tummy when Louta-kun steps in."

"Wahoo... (I'm in Hecarte's tummy... I see, don't feel bubbly)"

"... Louta-kun sometimes has no idea what he's talking about."

Isn't it the underlying desire of all mankind to feel so stupid, bubbly and ogre?

"Chu... (I don't know what you're talking about...)"

"Ha-ha-ha (I'm sure you're saying something very disgusting)"

"Wow! (It's not disgusting! It's a normal wish!

I just want you to think it's better if you don't tell the lady that you want to return it or something.

"Meume (such a strange place is also nice, my companion)"

Who's your partner?

Turning around, a cat with long golden hair walks quietly.

This cat, who at some point is accompanying me, is Mr. Behemoth, the Hundred Beast Warrior. What a demon king's army executive. Says it's the strongest demon.

"Let's see. (Not anymore. I gave all my power to the witch there. The rest now is a beast who admires it.)"

Wow, I'm so happy.

But even though I have a similar cat and mouse, I'm having trouble getting any more.

"Chiu! (Who's a rat! I'm a proud dragon princess, Lenblum!

"Nyah! (And I'm a nafra! The cat frame is filled with me!

"Do you already have two concubines? Good. Boys, I don't have to be)"

"Chu, chu! (Ko, Ko! I'll wear it with me till I tell you! Patchy! He's a pussy!

"Let's see (what they say. Then what's the resemblance to the rest? Behold, this golden fur as beautiful as the sun. would look good with the silver fur of a moon-like loutah)"

"Chiu! (I'm not talking about appearance! You mean it's so great to have hair growing! I don't think I'm going to like the look of it! What a hairy body!

"Nya-na! (I'm more of a turnip if you look more like me -! I'm busy with the new guy. I envy the fluffy golden fur! Are you selling fights to short-haired breeds -!

"Wahoo (you guys are leaking the truth. Are you jealous?)"

And I'm not a chemist. There's no chance for you to put the three together.

While I'm pretentious and adorable, I eat delicious food, sleep as long as I want, and live my whole life as a lady's pet.

At least come after you're in a position to support me. The story comes from that.

Sit here and wait for me.

Guided by Hecarte, we'll be waiting in front of a big tree table.

Even if they tell you to sit down, there's not a single one here who needs a chair.

"Wow, wow. (I'm used to sleeping on the floor.)"

It's been over six months since I was reborn into a dog, not Fenrill. Now I forgot how to sit in a chair.

"Chu (no chair can withstand the weight of a sushi)"

"Nyah (I can't imagine all the legs in the chair breaking)"

Ren and Nafra climb up on my back where I fell asleep.

These guys get on top of me like they deserve.

"Meume (oh my god, is it fashionable these days to let your concubine samurai on your back)"

There is no epidemic like that, and these guys are not Mr. Oake or anything.

"Meh (Now, excuse me for the rest...)"

I hope you don't excuse me.

Well, riding on my back at height, the position of my face will be just right for the height of the table.

I'll spoil this place and let you guys use my back.

Thank you, right?

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Hecarte is back.

Behind it comes a plate floating in the air in a cup in a pot.

The dishes that floated in the universe aligned themselves before us, following Hector's fingertip command.

"Wow (as handy magic as ever)"

Nafra uses the same magic, but Hector's is a more sophisticated move.

Tea comes from the pot in a cup placed unevenly.

"Wahoo (That smells good)"

Herbality's unique refreshing sweet scent makes me move my nose with cum cum.

"Ugh, it's hard to get out of here, huh?

A large plate flew out of the back room as Hector, who sat with his elbow poked at the table, waved his finger again.

And sit in the center of the table.

This fragrant fragrance. I look up by accident.

"Wahoo! Pie!

I've eaten special pies from Hecarte before.

At that time, the pie was tightly packed with wood, and the balance between sourness and sweetness was perfect.

Above all, I can't wait to see the crisp texture.

"Wahoohoo!? (What pie is it today!? What pie is it?!?)"

"Hehe, guess what"

A wooden knife makes a crisp noise and cuts a large pie.

Other hot air drifted all the way to my nostrils and pinned right down to a hint of acidity and aromatic sweetness.

I scream for answers.

"Wahoo! (Appleplay!)"

Apple pie. That's the pie in the pie. King's Road all over King's Road.

Speaking of pie, apple pie. I assure you so.

"I'll raise two to Louta-kun who got it right. Wow"

"Wow! (Yay!

Of course you have a replacement, don't you?

A pie cut into small plates is placed, and fruit juice is stained from the cross section.

"Chew, this smells good."

"Meume (the rest is my first time eating pie. My chest is pounding. Well, it drops a few steps compared to the highs in my chest when I meet my partner Louta...)"

Do not drop it.

Stay in love with Apple Pie.

"Nyah (I admit it's delicious. Are you tired of eating as a naphtha to be made a taster of practice......)"

"Did I say something?

"Ginny!? (Yes, no eh! What!?)"

This guy can't fix a habit with a lot of words either.

More than that, I'm an apple pie now.

"Khun Khun (can I eat? Can I eat?

Hecarte laughs dull when he sees my tail shaken as a boom.

"Enjoy."

"Whoops! (Here you go - Shh!

Hit the apple pie with all your strength.

Even an oversized apple pie would be a bite if it were on my big mouth.

"Wow!? (this guy huh!?)"

Sack! Sack! Sack! Sack!

The pie of wood I had before was crisp even when it was cold.

That was delicious, but this freshly made crunch is unusual.

It's no longer Zachzak beyond crisp.

Every time layers of fabric are pierced by teeth, it leaves a petty sound and texture to tear.

And the apples trapped in the fabric. With the fire passing, the pulp softens, the acidity falls out, and the juice that has been turned into juice pops up between the moment it bites.

Delicious, but not yet.

Not yet, that's not all.

Under a layer of plenty of apples awaited a sweet, smooth cream.

Compatible with apples is the strongest class. Custard cream with plenty of eggs.

The intense sweetness matches the refreshing apple juice to create an unusual flavour.

"Wahhhh!! (yummy! This is yummy!!)"

It's too delicious and I'm going to lose my mind.

No, you can't. You can't lose your mind.

At least not until you've eaten up this apple pie!

"... not until we're done talking."

He looks like Hecarte is frightened.

"Wahun? (What's the story?

I swallowed the first pie and snapped the second pie, and I snapped my neck.

"Chu... (Forget it...)"

"Nyah... (Mr. Louta, you're losing memory every day...)"

"Meu Meu (such a stupid loutah is nice too)"

Don't look at me like that.

"Wagu (Mogu, no, I remember. I'm here to ask you about the lady's illness)"

Lady Mary, who should have been better with a medicine made from dragon zero grass.

That gave me another slight fever recently, so I was worried and I was going to ask Hector.

Then, on the contrary, I was summoned by Hecarte and this behemoth appeared when I thought it had come.

And if you think you showed up, the flow is that Behemoth is becoming a cat and being invited to Hecarte's house to taste apple pie because he explains everything.

"Wahoohoo. (Look, I remember it right. Don't call people bogus old people)"

Though I think my brain is starting to swing because I live a little too much pet life without a head.

Can you get bogged down just under six months old?

"Then listen to me while you eat."

Hecarte tilted his cup of tea before starting to talk quietly.

"First of all, yeah. Mary's fever is going to go give her the pills, so I think she'll be down soon."

Right, that's good.

You're not losing the effect of the medicine itself.

Haven't you ever been so worried if your fever cures you if you take your medicine again?

"Chu (If the toilet grass stops working, I'll let you swallow my piss, so don't worry. It's many times more potent than that grass)"

"Wow (you're kidding me seriously)"

Can you give the lady a drink of rat pee or something?

"Chiu! (I'm kidding! Speaking of dragon (...) Ri (...), old times, the royal family wanted immortality and searched for it!

"Wow! (If you were going to formulate it as a pill, you'd still be trying to get me to take it straight!

What disrespect are you trying to work for your daughter? We must definitely stop it.

"Chu... (I say with kindness... Why is this gratitude so understandable...)"

If there's one word to give back to Ren complaining about bumps, the culture is different. That's all I can say.

"Can we just keep talking?

"Wahoo (Ah, yes. Go ahead)"

Not to mention the usual derailment, because it involves the lady's illness. Let's be serious.

"Once Mary's fever drops, it starts to rise again in a while."

"Wahwahhu? (So why don't you just take your pills again then?

You just need to drink it once every six months, so it won't be that much of a burden on your body.

"Next up is in a month."

"Wahu? (Huh? Because you kept it for six months before)"

Does that mean I can tolerate the medicine?

"And the next week. The next day. At the end of the day, if you keep drinking, you won't be able to keep your fever going."

"Wah, wah, wah!? (Hey, wait a minute. That sucks.)"

Something that doesn't work that fast or something? You don't have any new drugs or anything?

"Doesn't the medicine make sense anymore? Mary's fever is not a disease."

Aren't you sick?

What do you mean?

I thought Hector was seeing your daughter as a doctor because she's sick?

"Mary's body isn't bad anywhere."

"Wahu? (Then why does the fever go up?

It's strange to have a fever even though you're not ill.

"Shall we speak in turn?"

That said, Hecarte took a sip of tea.

"Mary's family, Falks, is a family with a long history."

You're noble. That would be pretty old history, too.

"The Falks have been in one role for a long time."

"Wahu? (Role?)"

"Yes, an important role. They've inherited that role for generations."

them and Hecarte said.

With that said, was your dad your son-in-law in? Is it a family of women from generation to generation?

"Mary had her first fever three years after she inherited the role. And at the same time, it was three years after Marianna, the daughter's mother, died."

Your daughter's mom said your daughter died when she was a little girl. Does that have anything to do with Hector's role?

"The Falks have been sacrificing themselves for a long time to protect their role."

"Chiu (Around. Let's talk about the role and how it works first, and we can't talk about it.)"

Says Ren, who kept pounding pie shards.

"Right. It's something I don't really want to talk about..."

Hecarte's eyes sink dark.

"Of the Falks, what is eroding Mary's body?"

What's that? Don't waste it. Tell me quickly.

"The Demon King's Seal"