Chapter 81 Guard Dog A large dog stood in front of her.
"What do you mean by responsible... There's absolutely no need to be responsible for that baseball idiot, right?!"
Even after returning to the room, Yusilang was still quite dissatisfied with what Chaomu had just said: "He should be very happy just to become a stupid dog chasing his tail. There is no need for you to accommodate him..."
"It's fun, but it's certainly better to have new friends to play with. I think Musi feels the same way." Yamamoto Wang also had his own reasons to say. "And Miss Mu is obviously happy to take me with her, right?"
"Indeed, I volunteered."
While the two dogs were still bickering, Chaomu had already transformed back into human form and checked his appearance. The young woman, dressed in a classic dark gray hoodie and hot pants, pulled down her hood and glanced back in the mirror—after a night, the pinch marks on her neck had completely vanished.
Two large dogs... no, a large dog and a silver wolf were originally walking close to her, one on each side. After she changed back into human form, their fluffy fur rubbed against her calves and stuck to her skin warmly.
Before, when I was in raccoon form, I didn’t feel it so obviously because I was also furry. Now that it is so directly attached to me, the touch is even more exciting... It turns out that it is more convenient to absorb fur in human form.
Just rubbing against them didn't bring him any satisfaction, so Chaomu simply half-knelt down, hugged the two dog heads, one on each side, and said righteously, "After all, I was the one feeding them the apples, so it's only right that I take you two with me until you transform back into human form. If anything goes wrong, my senior brother and teacher will come after me, right?"
While nothing should go wrong at Vongola headquarters, and Reborn, the mission-giving teacher, is nowhere to be found, keeping an eye on things... Anyway, she definitely had good intentions by keeping the two large dogs with her, not with the intention of petting them at all!
Of course, her thoughts couldn't be hidden from the two mature adults. Although she now appeared as a small animal, and her personality had become more lively and active due to her canine transformation, Gokudera Wolf and Yamamoto Wang still had their basic observation skills - she didn't even avoid the dog when she rubbed its head, her evil intentions were clearly written on her face.
When she was in raccoon form, her expression was probably not obvious because she was furry... If she came to give apples in human form, Mukuro felt that he would never be fooled.
According to the schedule, he was supposed to take Chaomu for a physical examination this morning. Although he has changed his form now, he naturally has to carry out the work assigned by the tenth generation.
Therefore, when the girl held his head and touched his thick scarf, Yusi Lang just turned his head slightly away with a hint of dissatisfaction, but did not avoid her: "Of course I will stay by your side..."
As she spoke, the girl's hand had already moved from the wolf's neck up, scratching its chin along its fur. The silver wolf's solemn howl changed its tone almost imperceptibly, and its chin unconsciously lifted up: "Woof..."
"Good dog... no, good wolf, good wolf." Chaomu became more and more excited as he petted the little silver wolf, rubbing his face against hers. "I'll need to trouble Yusi-kun to lead the way later, please?"
"It's just my duty... Wait, don't listen...!"
The wolf's ears burned from being rubbed, and he tried to evade them, whimpering and groaning, but his body remained perfectly still. What irritated him most was the Akita dog on the other side, squeezing in too, its large head buried in the girl's arms, severely encroaching on his territory... Did this guy even remember he was actually human? Or was that just the nature of Akita dogs?
Wusilang, who wants to remain aloof, is quite disgusted by his colleague's shamelessness. However, Yamamoto Wang thinks there is no problem at all - after all, he is just an innocent Akita dog now, and it is instinctive to want to get close to humans, and he always follows his intuition.
I feel like Miss Mu and I will get along very well.
The Akita dog smiled and nudged her hand. Its golden-brown fur looked like flowing maple syrup in the morning light. "I can lead the way, too."
After her physical examination, how about inviting her to join in the exercise? Although the little raccoon had just paddled the entire time during the ball-catching game and pretended to be tired, he had a hunch that she must be quite athletic.
Chaomu was completely oblivious to the little thoughts beneath the big dog's innocent exterior. Her mind and eyes were filled with a single thought: This was amazing. The big dog actually nudged her with his head—was this the passionate Wang Jiang? She had raised Mimi for so long, and Mimi had never done this before...!
What does it feel like to be handed over by a dog?
The wet tip of its nose first rubbed against my wrist, then its mouth, and finally its entire warm head filled my palm. A dog's fur isn't as soft as a cat's, but because it's larger, it feels firmer to the touch. When my arm is completely filled, I feel a strange sense of fullness.
How should I put it... It seems that I am happier than when I turned into a hamster and was put in the pocket on Shiro's chest... After all, this is Xiu Gou!
"Woof?" Seeing that she didn't make any further moves, the Akita dog with its head resting on her palm pushed forward twice more. "Miss Mu?"
Those round amber eyes looked at her in confusion, almost asking her why she didn't touch him.
"Ah, sorry, I was distracted." The wolf next to him was about to escape, so Chaomu, who seemed to have only enough space in his arms to hold a large dog, let the wolf go and concentrated on hugging the Akita dog, whose tail was wagging. He buried his face in the side of its neck contentedly, "Good dog, good dog... Yamamoto-kun smells like sunshine."
To be more precise, it would be the smell of sunshine and grass. Compared to the fluffy, long-haired silver wolf, the Akita felt a bit more substantial. Her fingertips could easily pinch and knead the flesh of his cheeks, and even a random rub gave it a particularly solid feel.
It looks like freshly baked honey bread. Behind the bread is a big fluffy tail, swaying into a heart shape.
"Miss Mu, you smell like Yusi and me." Honey Bread, who was being held, wagged his tail and sniffed the side of her neck. His moist nose rubbed against the fair skin beneath her soft hair, and he pressed closer to her. "It's a bit subtle, woof..."
Dogs have an unexpectedly strong sense of territory, which may make Wang want to cover up another smell a little bit - but this probably won't work, so it's better to hold it in for now.
The man and the dog were still sticking close to each other, and the prison wolf who had just wanted to run away felt something was wrong again.
"What are you doing, you baseball idiot... Do you remember that you're supposed to be a human being?" He turned around quickly, trying to push away the overly cheerful and enthusiastic Akita. "Isn't it rather rude to be so close to a lady?"
What do you mean by his smell being subtle... He didn't even feel bad that Yamamoto had polluted the scent of the wolf that originally belonged to him!
The wolf's claws were quite thick, and they made a loud banging sound when they hit the dog's head. Yamamoto was slapped several times, but he didn't seem angry at all and didn't move. "It's a rare and wonderful experience to have this kind of experience, so it's nice to relax and experience it."
The more Prison Temple Wolf watched, the more unhappy he became: "Huh? What are you experiencing?"
"Experiencing what it's like to be a dog, woof." The Akita answered cheerfully, "So this is how it feels to have your fur stroked... It's so comfortable, woof. No wonder Jiro always comes to rub against me after a fight. I thought he had an itch on his head, woof."
When he heard the phrase "experience the feeling of being a dog", Wusi Lang was so shocked that he almost cried out, asking Yamamoto what the hell he was talking about. After hearing the latter part, he couldn't help but show his disgusted half-moon eyes: "You guys have some common sense!"
"Is this common sense, wang? I just didn't expect it to be so comfortable."
"Huh? Can you act so recklessly just because you feel comfortable? She's the Judaime's junior sister!"
"Eh... Miss Mu wants to be touched too, right? Don't mind it, don't mind it. If Musi wants to be touched too, just come closer."
"Who would have thought—"
The silver wolf said words of resistance like "Who would have thought", but its head moved over involuntarily, and its tail swung behind it.
"Is it really that comfortable?" Chaomu, who had only been plucked by Shen'er's tail when he turned into a raccoon and had never been treated gently as a hamster, also plucked his head twice and felt a little tempted. "Stroke his fur..."
Should I let Mimi try to comb her hair when I get home? Otherwise, I'll feel like I've lost billions... Forget about Shi'er, I feel like Shi'er is a bit too strong. Mimi seems more suitable for delicate work and more sensible.
But that was something that would happen after they got back. After petting the dog, Chaomu took them both to the medical department.
Taking two large dogs for a walk outside required a leash, but since they were still within the Vongola area and the dogs wouldn't hurt anyone, she left them untied, letting Yamamoto stroll happily ahead. Gokudera Wolf stood guard on either side like a loyal knight, his head held high and his tail wagging in a subtle arc.
"Although Xia Maer's medical skills are excellent, he has some bad habits." He led the way, whispering, "Although the Tenth Generation has repeatedly disciplined him, he still can't help but..." when he sees young ladies.
Chao Mu didn't fully understand what he meant at first, but when she knocked on the door of the medical room and saw the man in the white coat inside, she completely understood what he meant: this guy is a very stereotypical showy uncle in literary works.
"Huh? The leader of some small family wants me to treat you? I've told you countless times that I don't treat men. Let him spit and wipe his wounds as he pleases. Don't waste medical resources that belong only to young beauties."
When the guest knocked on the door, the tall doctor, who looked to be in his thirties or forties, was lazily leaning back in his chair, his white coat open, revealing his well-trained and broad chest wrapped in a black lining. Although he would probably be scolded by his superiors for wearing a white coat like this in other regular hospitals, as an important leader of the Vongola Medical Department, no one would find fault with him.
However, how to wear the white coat was one of his smallest problems. After all, there were several red wine bottles piled next to this handsome doctor, and his face was slightly red, obviously he had just woken up from a hangover and the alcohol was still in his body.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes lazily, then came forward enthusiastically and extended his hand: "Buongiorno~ This should be Miss Asami, she looks so young and lovely, like a beautiful flower blooming in the morning. Reborn's new student? I'm an old friend of your teacher, you can just call me Uncle Shamar, sweetheart-"
He seemed like the type to flirt with young girls indiscriminately—Chao Mu had originally thought that his charm, limited to D, wouldn't trigger such a plot. This type of middle-aged and elderly man often appeared in earlier works. Aside from his philandering and promiscuous nature, he was remarkably believable in every way. He would occasionally flirt with beautiful women with his decadently handsome face while delivering some classic lines, and most likely exploded to defend himself against attacks from his juniors.
These possible settings have nothing to do with Chaomu. After all, the player currently has no extra interactions with him and does not intend to tolerate his bad habits.
She had already reflexively taken out the housekeeping broom from her backpack, intending to launch a fatal chicken fight, but before she could do anything, the prepared silver wolf had already blocked in front of her, biting the doctor's trouser leg and pulling him aside.
“Ouch—”
The silver wolf was majestic, its green eyes brimming with intimidation. The Akita dog, which had just been smiling brightly, also came forward. Together, the two large dogs shielded the girl from view, creating a sense of security.
The short-haired girl who was protected at the back was holding a broom handle that she had taken out from somewhere. Her face showed no emotion, and she even looked a little regretful.
...Tsk, Gokudera-kun's reactions were so quick. It's a shame he didn't get a hit. All the people she'd fought before in Japan were middle-aged, stereotypical Japanese men of average height. Their attacks had felt a bit sluggish, like they'd hit nothing. This Doctor Shamar looked quite tall, with a straight nose, so perhaps his attacks would feel more substantial.
What a pity! Will there be another chance next time?
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The author has something to say: (I failed on Saturday today) I will continue writing.
I really like being natural... I feel like being natural means being able to say terrible things seriously and openly.) Compared to the tsunderes around me, 80 is really a high score.
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