Chapter 23 It’s hard to go back to work on Friday! * …

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The most basic quality I have is not to leave my own things to others.

Well, although the bearded man would be the first to raise objections, I can say that among all the gods, I am the most responsible one.

The goddess of nature likes beauties but does not raise them, she only admires them. The Lord of Glory is rich and powerful, and has no shortage of people. But I am a lone man, and I have long been accustomed to doing things myself. Since I have brought the little wolf cub back, I will take responsibility for taking care of him.

Therefore, the current situation is not incomprehensible.

I held the barrel in both hands and stared at him fiercely. The wolf cub crossed his arms to protect his chest and looked at me warily, with the hair on his tail and ears standing up.

I snorted, "Do you think you can stop me like this? Now that you are in my hands, there is no room for you to struggle!

The little wolf cub howled softly, hesitated for a while before reluctantly taking off his clothes and rolling into the warm hot spring water.

This room has a huge bathroom. There is a bathtub built with stones. The spring water heated by the fire magic crystal flows into the bathtub, which is very comfortable to take a bath.

The materials in the wooden barrel are also expensive. They are the essence made by grinding magic crystals taken from the dragon's mouth and various herbs. Taking a bath can improve physical fitness, relieve fatigue, and repair wounds.

If the Church of the Lord of Light was not so wealthy, it would have been difficult for me to find everything I wanted in such a short time.

I poured a bucket of essence into the pool, and the water turned into a brilliant rainbow color. The little wolf opened his eyes wide in surprise and blew a bubble carefully. The round bubble slowly rose and suddenly exploded at the height of his nose.

The ignorant little wolf cub was so frightened that he jumped three feet high and almost choked on the water.

I laughed without any sympathy, which attracted the other party's attention. The little wolf opened his eyes wide, and although he didn't say a word, he looked like he had been wronged.

I rubbed his head:

"Don't worry, it's just bath water."

This secret recipe is something that will never be passed on to others. However, I can still give him ten or eight more of the same kind. Unfortunately, most of the ingredients have become extinct over time, and there are only a few left.

The little wolf shook his ears and shook the water off his head. He didn't seem to like it. I didn't care and urged him to wash it clean.

"Wash your tail and ears clean and don't let me see them sticky again. You don't want to know the consequences if I see you with dirt on you again."

I gave him a devilish smile. The little wolf cub shuddered and immediately became more obedient than a rabbit.

The originally clear water surface was floating black. It must be said that this thing was extremely dirty. You can't expect slave traders to have much conscience and give each slave a bath every day.

I frowned, and after he was thoroughly washed, I changed the water in the pool. Finally, the dirty little wolf was washed clean.

When he came out after changing into his yukata, I waved to him, "Come here, I'll blow dry your hair."

The little wolf hesitated for a moment, then came over obediently. After washing it, I found that it was not a black wolf, but a silver-gray one.

His frizzy hair shone with the brilliance of the shining stones, his skin was wheat-colored, and his eyes were like two golden crystals. He looked very nervous, even his tail was stretched straight, and he didn't have the same attitude as before to hold me.

I turned on the hair dryer. This is something that players have researched. The dwarves used their ingenuity to make metal into machines, and then added wind magic crystals and fire magic crystals to blow out comfortable warm wind. The little wolf cub put his head in front of me, and I silently opened the player forum. I clicked on a pinned post.

[I'm not saying this. If you guys blow dry your hair the way you do, you might as well buy an automatic dryer for dogs and put your hair in it to dry. Do what I say and make your wife fall in love with you overnight.]

I don't know if my wife has fallen in love with me. But this technique is really good for blowing a dog. The furry ear tips trembled in front of me, and they would stand up sensitively every time I touched the ear roots. The little wolf cub was so anxious that his tail was wagging, but he didn't dare to say anything. He lowered his head and asked me to continue blowing.

I almost laughed out loud, so I coughed and asked deliberately.

"Is it because the wind is blowing on you?"

The little wolf cub shook his head, but I ignored him and said, "This is my first time blow-drying someone's hair. I might not be very experienced. Why don't you stop?"

As I said this, I just raised the hair dryer. The wolf cub suddenly grabbed my wrist. His palm was rough and covered with a layer of calluses. The wolf cub looked up at me and said awkwardly: "Don't stop."

Well, I have finally experienced the joy of raising a pet. Dragons and two-headed snakes are not as comfortable as raising a wolf cub. At least the wolf cub will wag its tail at you.

I rubbed his ears on a whim: "What's your name?"

The little wolf cub acted like he couldn't hear anything. I guess he was pretending to be deaf and dumb. A wolf won't give his name to someone he doesn't trust.

But it doesn't matter. I have patience for this. I scratched his chin like a cat and casually decided on the name.

"Then I'll call you Sean."

This means courage in the language of God. As a wolf cub who dares to cling to the thigh of God, I think this title suits him very well.

Sean wrinkled his nose, neither saying yes nor no. He rested his chin in my palm and looked up at me without blinking.

"What's your name?"

What is my name?

Ah, that’s a great question.

Um, what are the cheap believers called?