[Argus City]
Pyrrha stared at the elderly woman in astonishment, or rather, at Daniel disguised as one. It was a flawless disguise. If he hadn't revealed himself to her personally, she was certain she would never have figured it out.
"H-how is this even possible?" she stammered, raising a hand and trying to touch his face.
"Slap!"
She didn't succeed. Daniel smacked her hand away, making her pull it back with a pained grimace.
"No touching," he scolded as he adjusted his girdle. "You'll ruin the disguise."
"Sorry... Wait! No, I'm not sorry!" she shot back, still utterly bewildered. "How is it even possible for a disguise like that to exist?"
"I'm not gonna lie, it wasn't cheap," Daniel replied, turning around and starting to walk, motioning for her to follow and walk beside him.
Pyrrha, despite being full of questions, followed him, determined to get answers, starting with the most obvious one.
"If you had a disguise like that, then why did you have to use a mask with my face during the robbery?!" she reproached him.
Daniel waved a hand dismissively.
"Please, Pyrrha, I thought you were smarter than that."
Pyrrha did not like that comment one bit.
"No one would believe an old lady could rob a bank," he explained with complete calm. "Besides, if I used the disguise during the robbery, what exactly would I use to hide my identity afterward?"
"You wouldn't have to use anything!" she shouted, immediately spotting the obvious flaw in his logic.
An amused smile appeared on Daniel's face.
"Naughty girl. I knew you had those kinds of intentions toward me, but not now... maybe later, after a few drinks."
Pyrrha hurried to stop him. That was not what she had meant, and she definitely did not want to hear something like that from him, especially not while he was dressed as an old woman.
"I mean that if you'd properly hidden your identity during the robbery, you wouldn't need to hide it afterward!"
Daniel slightly raised an eyebrow, thinking it over for a few seconds.
"Mmmm... you know what, you're right. My mistake." He gave her a pat on the back. "Hey! You've really got a knack for this whole heist thing with your revolutionary ideas. The next one will be a lot easier."
Pyrrha quickly brushed his hand off her back. "There is no 'we'! And there isn't going to be a next heist!"
Daniel nodded with apparent understanding.
"A one-job kind of girl? Fair enough, I respect that," he commented as he pulled out a card and slipped it into Pyrrha's pocket. "But if you ever decide to come out of retirement, give me a call."
He winked at her.
"You know... for one more 'last job.'"
"Grrr!" Pyrrha growled, clenching her fists, unsure whether Daniel was deliberately testing her patience or if he was simply that insufferable.
"Whew, you've got quite the temper," he teased. "If you're upset about your cut of the money, I've already deposited it."
His words made Pyrrha stop dead in her tracks. A bad feeling ran through her body.
"What do you mean, my cut?"
Daniel stopped as well and turned to look at her with apparent confusion.
"Your cut of the money..." he replied as though it were obvious. "The money we got from the robbery?"
Seeing that she still hadn't reacted, Daniel let out a small sigh of resignation.
"Ah... just check your bank account."
With slightly trembling hands, Pyrrha quickly pulled out her Scroll and opened her banking app.
[+250,903]
Her eyes went wide when she saw the amount of money sitting in her account. She was absolutely certain she hadn't had a quarter of a million before going to bed.
Slowly, she looked up, meeting Daniel's eyes. She wanted to say something, but the words simply wouldn't come.
It wasn't necessary, however, because Daniel, noticing her shock, spoke first.
"You don't have to thank me." He stepped closer, draping an arm over her shoulders and gently pulling her toward him. "After all, we're partners in crime~"
He made a point of emphasizing the words "partners in crime" in an especially teasing tone.
Pyrrha immediately pulled away, taking several steps back. The mere mention of those words was unbearable to her.
"We are not partners in crime!" she argued firmly.
"We don't have to call ourselves partners in crime if you don't want to," Daniel replied calmly. "We could be bandit buddies instead."
"Enough!" she tried to silence him, but he kept going anyway.
"Outlaws, two thieves, Bonnie and Child..."
"How do you even have my account number?!" she interrupted desperately, trying to make him stop talking.
"Ah, that wasn't really difficult. I just made a call to a few friends in Atlas, and they helped me with the process," he explained, referring to the three personality cores that now managed Atlas.
"I don't want this!" she exclaimed, pointing at the money displayed on her account screen.
Daniel merely shrugged.
"Too bad. You've got it now."
That was not an answer Pyrrha was willing to accept. She stepped forward until she was standing right in front of him, staring at him determinedly.
"You have to take this money back and return the Moon Rocks!" she demanded, making it clear that she would not take no for an answer.
Daniel grimaced slightly. "That's not going to be possible..."
A bead of sweat slowly rolled down Pyrrha's forehead.
"What did you do with the Moon Rocks?"
"Well, I obviously already delivered them to my employer. I can't get them back, and I can't return the money."
Of course, that was a lie. In reality, both the rocks and the money were still safely stored inside his inventory, but he had no intention of admitting that.
Pyrrha would have preferred not to go this far, but having run out of options, she resorted to her last card: threats.
"If you don't return the Moon Rocks... I'll have to turn you over to the authorities."
"HA!" Daniel burst into loud, mocking laughter. "I don't think you want to do that."
Pyrrha didn't waver. Showing weakness right now wouldn't help her.
"Oh yeah? And why is that?"
A smug smile appeared on Daniel's face. Without breaking eye contact, he raised a hand and pressed a finger against Pyrrha's chest.
"Because you, my dear friend, are my partner in crime."
"I'm not!" she objected immediately.
Daniel shook his head several times, completely convinced.
"Yes, you are." Before Pyrrha could respond, he continued. "Who helped me come up with the plan to get into the museum?"
"I thought it was a game!"
"I don't doubt that the police might believe that... if it weren't for the fact that your handwriting is all over my notebook and for the quarter of a million you now have sitting in your account."
Pyrrha wanted to respond, but she had no idea how. She hated to admit it, but Daniel was right.
"The evidence isn't exactly in your favor, Invincible Girl," he whispered in her ear.
The situation had suddenly become terribly serious, something Daniel didn't particularly like despite being the one primarily responsible for it.
"Stop worrying about a bunch of stupid rocks," he tried to reassure her. "If they were really that important, they wouldn't have left them unattended."
"There's literally a whole bunch of Moon Rocks scattered all over the world. I'm sure they'll replace them in a year or two."
Pyrrha looked up at him, clearly frustrated.
"If they're so unimportant, then why did you have to steal them?" she grumbled. "Why not go look for them yourself?"
Daniel rolled his eyes as though the answer were obvious. "For starters, I don't care about them. And second, I suppose my employer wasn't willing to wait two years to find more rocks."
"Who's your employer?" she asked, wanting to know who could possibly be desperate enough to pay such an absurd amount for a few ordinary rocks.
At that moment, Daniel's demeanor shifted slightly, becoming a bit more serious.
"Trust me, you don't want to get involved with my employer... He's crazy."
Pyrrha narrowed her eyes defiantly. "Who is he?"
"Well, since you want to know so badly... his name is Daniel-"
"Wait," she interrupted. "Didn't you say that was the mantis shrimp's name?"
She pointed toward Aegis, who was still disguised as a pigeon while eating a sandwich he had probably stolen from a child, if the abandoned lunchbox beside him was any indication.
"Obviously the shrimp isn't named Daniel. It was a joke!"
If it weren't for the gravity of the situation, Pyrrha would have felt embarrassed. She had called him by the fake names he had made up so many times that she ended up forgetting they had never been real.
"As I was saying..." he continued, visibly annoyed by the interruption, "...he's crazy. He has an underground base in Atlas's tundra, and he plans to use the Moon Rocks to create portals connecting all the kingdoms so he can steal their resources."
"That's incredibly... stupid," Pyrrha replied without giving it much thought, making it abundantly clear that she didn't believe a single word he was saying.
"You don't believe me?"
"NO!"
Daniel looked genuinely offended.
"Which part exactly don't you believe?"
There were so many holes in that story that Pyrrha didn't even know where to begin.
"No one would build a base in the middle of Atlas's tundra. The constant Grimm attacks in that area would make it impossible. Besides, technology capable of creating portals doesn't exist."
"Oh, of course!" Daniel complained, throwing his hands up dramatically. "Because the reactors powering the city and the mutated animals are so much more believable than portal technology."
Pyrrha blinked in confusion.
"What do Atlas's reactor and the mutated animals have to do with your boss?"
Daniel suddenly stepped closer, placing both hands on her shoulders. He discreetly glanced to both sides before leaning in to whisper: "He's responsible for both..."
Pyrrha opened her mouth to refute him, but the seriousness in Daniel's voice made her stop. She wasn't sure whether he was still joking or if, for the first time since she'd met him, he was being completely serious.
"Are you serious?"
He nodded, wearing a slightly troubled expression. "Not only that... right now, he has a great deal of influence in Atlas."
"Because of the reactor?" she asked.
"Yes," he replied. "But also because he's sleeping with Weiss Schnee."
Pyrrha had to admit, that was some very juicy gossip... if it turned out to be true.
"If you combine the SDC and his influence, he basically controls Atlas..." Daniel continued, growing increasingly agitated as he spoke. "How do you think it was so easy for me to get into the Argus base?"
Pyrrha tensed as she realized that this might be the reason the base alarms hadn't been triggered, or why the Bullheads hadn't detected him despite flying over the city. Maybe it all came down to him having someone in Atlas with enough influence over the military bases to help him from the inside.
"Why are you telling me all of this?" she asked, slightly frightened. "Am I even supposed to be hearing any of this?" she added, finding herself believing his words more and more.
Daniel brought a hand to his chin, thinking about how to explain it.
"If a tree falls in the middle of a forest, does it make a sound?" he asked.
Pyrrha shook her head, believing she recognized the analogy. "If there's no one around to hear it, then there's no sound."
Daniel immediately cut her off. "What are you talking about? Of course it makes a sound! There's probably some squirrel or whatever that hears it."
He pinched the bridge of his nose, looking mildly frustrated.
"Okay, in case it wasn't obvious, I'm the squirrel in this analogy."
He stared at her for a moment before continuing.
"And I'm telling you all this because... what's the point of knowing if I'm the only one who hears the tree fall?"
His eyes met Pyrrha's as he placed both hands on either side of his head.
"Now we're in this together. We're two squirrels watching the tree fall and burn down the forest, and we can't do anything to stop it."
Pyrrha tried to respond, but Daniel gently pressed two fingers against her lips.
"We're silent squirrels. The kind that, if they talk, a hawk will silence."
Pyrrha felt a chill run down her spine.
"So... what am I supposed to do now that I know all of this?" she asked, her concern obvious as she wished she hadn't pushed the subject so hard. She was beginning to curse herself for not dropping it back when it had only been about a few simple rocks.
"Cheer up, Red," Daniel laughed. "Everything's going to be fine. It's not like the world's ending. We only lost a few rocks... and there are a few animals running loose out there."
Pyrrha let out a resigned sigh.
"...And your boss is the one responsible for moving the Faunus from the mines to the city of Mantle?"
"See?!" Daniel congratulated her with a grin. "You're already looking on the bright side."
"Yeah... that was him. But don't ask me about his exact plans, because I have no idea why he did it."
The two of them started walking again. Along the way, Daniel picked Aegis up off the ground and placed him on his shoulder.
Pyrrha wouldn't say she was okay. At that moment, all she needed was time. Time to process all this new information and decide what to do with it.
"Were you really in danger when you were with the wolf?" she asked, recalling what had happened in the forest.
Daniel calmly shook his head. "Not really. I knew it wouldn't hurt me."
For the moment, the best way Pyrrha had found to deal with the entire situation was simply to play along.
"How dangerous is the wolf, really?"
A brief chuckle escaped Daniel.
"It's far more dangerous than you think... but if you don't provoke it, it won't hurt you."
They walked a few more yards in silence.
"Let's go get something to eat. You're paying, of course. I won't say where I got the information, but I heard a rumor that you just got paid."
[Less than 36 Hours Until the Grimm Invasion]
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[Warning!]
The following content contains +18 scenes involving action between a girl and a wolf. If this type of content is not of interest to you, you may skip this section. I added a small extra at the end of the scene.
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[Argus City - ???]
Kirio walked down a narrow alley, gently shaking the box of treats in her hand.
"Come out, little wolf..." she called, glancing from one end of the alley to the other.
She had been searching all over the city for him, but she hadn't had much luck. Little by little, she was running out of places to look, and she was beginning to lose hope. Just as she was thinking about heading back to the restaurant, a noise coming from a dumpster caught her attention.
Kirio approached cautiously. To her surprise, the dumpster lid slowly lifted, revealing the wolf's head. He looked at her with what almost seemed like a smile.
The moment she saw him, Kirio couldn't help but brighten up. It wasn't for any indecent reason, of course. She had simply wanted to find him again all day long. She walked over and gently stroked his head. The wolf responded by affectionately licking her hand, a gesture she accepted with a soft little laugh.
However, the animal lifted his muzzle a little higher, and his tongue accidentally brushed against Kirio's lips.
She flinched for only a brief moment before freezing in surprise. Even so, she didn't pull away.
The wolf's tongue slowly swept across her lips again and again. Kirio remained perfectly still for several seconds, watching him with quiet curiosity until she finally gave in to the strange impulse that had gradually begun to grow inside her.
Shyly, she parted her lips just a little and cautiously extended her tongue until it met his. Their tongues brushed together over and over in a slow, curious exchange. The wolf continued licking her calmly while Kirio's tongue responded to each movement, gently sliding against his.
A small laugh escaped her lips as a pleasant shiver traveled through her body. The sensation gradually stirred something inside her, though she barely realized it herself. Time seemed to stand still for several minutes, until the loud clang of another dumpster slamming shut snapped her back to reality.
She blinked several times, her cheeks flushing as she realized what she had been doing... and, more importantly, where she had been doing it.
"Come on... you need a bath," she whispered with a nervous smile.
She gently helped the wolf climb out of the dumpster before leading him toward her restaurant, which happened to be closed that day.
As they walked, she tried offering him a few of the treats from the box, but he refused every single one. It didn't bother her in the slightest. After all, she had standards when it came to food as well, and she completely understood that the wolf would only accept what he genuinely liked.
The walk took a little longer than expected, mostly because they had to avoid running into too many people along the way. When they finally reached the restaurant, Kirio quickly unlocked the door and guided the wolf straight to the bathroom.
The animal followed without the slightest complaint, almost as if he understood exactly what she intended to do.
"I suppose these won't be much use if I'm going to have to wash you," she remarked with a resigned smile, gesturing toward her clothes, already knowing she'd end up completely soaked.
Without the slightest hint of embarrassment, she began to undress. One garment after another fell to the floor until her voluptuous body was left completely exposed. Her nipples remained stiff, and she was certain it wasn't because of the cold.
She took a deep breath before slowly walking toward the wolf, who was already waiting beside the bathtub.
She stepped behind him, knelt down, and carefully began washing him. To her surprise, the task turned out to be much easier than she had expected. The animal offered no resistance whatsoever, and neither the water nor the soap seemed to bother him in the slightest.
"Good boy~~," she praised with a warm smile as, almost without realizing it, she pressed her ample breasts against the wolf's back. They slowly slid up and down against his fur while she worked the soap into his coat with long, gentle strokes.
"Do you like this, handsome?" she asked softly beside one of his ears.
In response, the wolf let out a cheerful howl that made Kirio smile even wider.
She continued bathing him patiently. Her hands slowly traveled over his neck, shoulders, torso, and the rest of his body, making sure not to miss a single spot. However, her movements came to an abrupt stop when her fingers brushed against something firm, warm, and completely rigid.
That didn't surprise her very much.
Kirio shifted positions until she was facing him. Lowering her gaze, she found the erection between his hind legs. It wasn't quite as large as she remembered yet. It was obvious it still had a little growing left to do before reaching its full size.
The sight sent a pleasant shiver through her body.
"My... you're still just as playful as ever," she remarked with a quiet laugh.
The wolf answered with a deep growl that sounded almost like a reply.
Naturally, Kirio had no intention of leaving the poor animal in that condition.
"I suppose I could lend you a hand..." she said teasingly as she slowly reached out.
That was all this was, she told herself. She was simply helping him relieve a perfectly natural urge. It had absolutely nothing to do with the strange pleasure that was beginning to stir inside her... or at least that was what she kept trying to convince herself.
At last, her hand reached him.
She first brushed her fingertips lightly along his shaft, stroking him with slow, careful movements as she felt the intense warmth radiating from him.
"Ahaha..." she giggled under her breath, unable to hide the growing excitement in her voice.
Little by little, she opened her hand farther until it wrapped around most of his length. Even so, because of his size, her fingers still couldn't quite reach all the way around him.
The wolf reacted immediately.
A deep moan escaped his throat as his hips instinctively pushed forward in small thrusts toward Kirio's hand, seeking more of her touch and making it painfully obvious just how good it felt.
Kirio's heart began beating faster.
Encouraged by his reaction, she brought her other hand over as well, joining in so she could better accommodate his impressive size. Both hands began moving together in a slow, steady rhythm, alternating up and down as the warm, veined flesh slid smoothly beneath her palms while she carefully watched every reaction the wolf gave in response.
The wolf's moans grew deeper and more frequent, accompanied by small, instinctive thrusts that forced Kirio to adjust the rhythm of her hands without ever breaking her pace.
After several minutes, remaining in a squat for so long began to grow uncomfortable.
With a quiet sigh, she slowly lowered herself onto the cold bathroom floor, lying on her stomach. Her breasts rested against the smooth tiles, placing her at the perfect height to continue watching from up close as the wolf's erection gradually swelled, little by little, until it regained the impressive size she remembered so well.
An amused smile spread across Kirio's face as she confirmed that the wolf was now fully erect once again.
A gentle warmth began to spread through her lower body. Her breathing gradually grew heavier as increasingly lustful thoughts drifted through her mind. Her eyes slowly wandered over every single inch of his erection, completely unable to tear themselves away.
Before she even realized what she was doing, she found herself leaning forward.
Her instincts quietly overpowered her reason. Bit by bit, she closed the remaining distance, parted her lips, and slowly extended her tongue, moving with equal parts curiosity and desire until it finally came to rest softly against the knot.
The rich, musky taste partially snapped her out of the daze she had fallen into.
Her eyes widened slightly as she became fully aware of the position she had put herself in. For several long seconds she remained perfectly still, her tongue still resting against the wolf's warm, throbbing flesh.
"Am I really... going to do this?" she wondered silently.
A soft whine from the wolf drew her attention.
Kirio slowly lifted her gaze to meet his and couldn't help smiling when she saw just how impatient he looked. By that point, the answer had already given itself. She had come far too far to stop now.
"I guess... there's no turning back anymore..." she murmured with a small, nervous laugh.
Without breaking eye contact, she slowly dragged her tongue along his erection once again, tracing the entire length from the base all the way to the tip. Every movement was slow, deliberate, and almost exploratory, as though she wanted to memorize every reaction his body gave her.
The wolf's tail began wagging faster and faster.
The sight brought a playful, mischievous smile to Kirio's face.
She took all the time in the world. Her lips and tongue explored every inch of his length with slow, lingering attention, alternating long, wet licks with gentle kisses scattered across the surface, savoring every subtle reaction she managed to coax from him.
She had no desire to rush. Quite the opposite. She deliberately stretched out the moment, enjoying the strong, musky flavor that lingered with every slow pass of her tongue.
The wolf's response quickly became unmistakable. The faint pulse running through his shaft confirmed that every caress, every lick, and every kiss was having exactly the effect she had hoped for.
"You're so impatient ♡," she teased in a soft, seductive voice.
Kirio slowly worked her way upward until she finally reached the tip. There she carefully licked away the beads of pre-ejaculate that had begun to gather, slowly circling the sensitive head with her tongue, savoring each salty drop before finally deciding it was time to take the next step.
She took a deep breath.
Then she lowered her head and leaned in once again.
Her lips gently found the tip before slowly wrapping around it. She didn't rush. Instead, she chose to take her time, gradually discovering her own limits while maintaining a slow, steady rhythm.
Her tongue continued moving throughout the unhurried motion, caressing his length as she gradually took more of him into her mouth. Despite his considerable size, she managed to make steady progress, patiently adapting little by little without forcing herself at any point.
Inch by inch, she swallowed more of his length until, at last, her lips met the knot.
Kirio stopped there.
She lingered for a few seconds, feeling its size, and quickly realized there was no way she would be able to take it any farther. It was simply too large.
"Looks like that's beyond my abilities..." she thought with an amused yet resigned smile.
Still, she had no intention of disappointing him. Instead, she decided to make up for it another way. One of her hands returned to the base and began slowly massaging around the knot, matching the movements of her mouth with a smooth, steady rhythm, doing her best to make the experience as pleasurable as possible for both of them.
Kirio decided to focus entirely on what she was doing. By that point, she no longer questioned whether any of it was right or wrong. The excitement coursing through her had pushed every other thought deep into the back of her mind.
She continued moving her head at a steady pace, each pass just a little faster than the last. Every time she pulled back, her lips tightened around his length, creating a strong suction before she slowly descended again. She wasn't in any hurry, but neither did she have any desire to stop.
Gradually, she noticed a change.
The erection began pulsing inside her mouth with small, rhythmic contractions that grew stronger with each passing moment.
Kirio glanced up at the wolf, her eyes shining as she smiled.
"Go ahead... don't hold back..." she tried to say without pulling away, though the words came out muffled with her mouth still full. She didn't even consider stopping to catch her breath. She was determined to see it through to the very end.
She didn't have to wait long.
The next moment, the wolf climaxed. Thick spurts spilled directly into her throat in several powerful pulses. Kirio closed her eyes for a brief moment as she swallowed each one without pulling away, feeling the hot, heavy taste completely fill her mouth before sliding down her throat.
Even then, she remained perfectly still, her lips still wrapped around the base of the knot as she felt the final powerful throbs inside her mouth.
She didn't pull back until the wolf's body finally stopped trembling and the last contractions gradually faded away.
Only then did she slowly begin to withdraw.
As she gradually released his thick length from between her lips, she maintained the same gentleness she had shown from the beginning. Before pulling away completely, she gave one last soft suck to the sensitive tip, then finished with a brief, lingering kiss placed gently against the head.
She slowly ran her tongue across her lips, savoring for a few moments the lingering strong, musky taste that still remained in her mouth and the back of her throat.
When she finally looked up again, she found the wolf still staring directly at her, his eyes gleaming.
Kirio smiled in amusement, her lips slightly swollen.
Without saying a word, she made one last exaggerated swallow before parting her mouth just enough to show him she hadn't left anything behind. The gesture seemed to please the animal, who responded with a satisfied expression as his tail wagged happily from side to side.
A soft chuckle escaped Kirio's lips.
"You're such a perverted wolf..." she teased affectionately as she slowly rose from the floor.
She still needed to prepare a proper meal for him. After all, he had turned down the treats, and it was obvious he needed something far more filling.
With that thought in mind, she started toward the bathroom door.
However, she had barely taken a couple of steps when she felt the wolf's warm muzzle press against her crotch. The unexpected contact made her legs weaken, and she instinctively braced herself against the wall with one hand to keep her balance as a soft gasp slipped from her lips.
Before she had a chance to react, the wolf slid his warm, rough tongue between her folds in slow, steady strokes. The hot, wet sensation sent an immediate shiver through her body, forcing her to close her eyes and rest her forehead against the wall as she struggled to steady her breathing.
"Mmhh..." she moaned weakly, biting down on her lower lip.
His tongue continued exploring her patiently, tracing every inch with long, unhurried strokes that drew small tremors from her body. Kirio couldn't help biting her lip a little harder as a quiet laugh escaped between her broken, breathless moans.
"I suppose dinner can wait a little longer..." she murmured with an amused, breathless smile. "You really are persistent... ♡~"
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[City of Argus – roughly 9 months in the future…]
Kirio, the owner of a respected restaurant in the area, was walking calmly through the city, drawing the attention of the townspeople. Not only because she had reappeared after several months of absence from her restaurant, but also because she was pushing… a stroller.
Rumors quickly began to spread. Some spoke of an accidental pregnancy, claiming it was the reason she had left the restaurant in someone else's care, while others insisted that the father of the child had simply disappeared.
However, all those rumors vanished as quickly as they appeared whenever the more nosy individuals approached to take a look at the supposed "baby."
Every curious onlooker arrived expecting to gather as much information as possible, only to leave disappointed upon discovering that inside the stroller there was no baby… but five adorable white-furred puppies with hints of purple, whom Kirio proudly introduced as her babies.
People, of course, lost interest almost immediately, which turned out to be quite convenient, since so much attention made it difficult for one of the puppies to concentrate.
Specifically, the one puppy who, unlike his siblings, was completely white and stayed at the front of the stroller, observing the city with sharp focus while plotting plans.
"This pack needs a leader!" the puppy thought, feeling slightly disappointed with his family.
He turned as quickly as he could, which in reality was quite slow due to his chubby body, to look at those who were supposed to be his pack.
First, he saw a pair of twins. In theory, all of them were twins or siblings, but those two were practically identical: same size, same shape, and the same white fur with light purple accents. The only real difference between them was their sex.
"Bunch of brainless brutes," he thought as he watched them fighting each other.
And that had basically been the case since the moment they opened their eyes, biting and scratching each other in a completely pointless struggle, since they didn't even have teeth or claws strong enough to actually hurt one another yet.
His gaze moved on to the next puppy.
A female completely different from the twins, from her almost entirely purple fur with small white accents to her intelligence, which was clearly superior.
How did he know?
It wasn't hard to reach that conclusion: she wore glasses and a pointed hat.
Where she got those things from was a mystery no one could explain; the only certain thing was that if she lost them or someone took them away, she would simply make new ones appear.
"Also not alpha material…" the puppy concluded.
She was smart, yes, but also far too passive. She lacked that spark needed to assert dominance over the rest of the litter.
Finally, he turned his gaze toward his other sister, the largest of them all.
Half of her fur was white and the other half purple, but what stood out most was her size. By a rather clear margin, she was approximately 1.5 percent larger than the rest of the litter.
Obviously, she was also the strongest.
The first puppy considered her for a moment as a possible rival for the alpha position, although that idea didn't last long, since she had a major problem.
The largest one, who until that moment had stayed in place, finally moved. Unable to keep tolerating how her siblings were fighting, she got up clumsily and walked toward the twins.
Both of them kept grappling even as she stood right in front of them, not stopping until small whimpers could be heard.
"Auu… auu…"
They both froze at the same time and realized their sister was standing in front of them, her eyes already wet, on the verge of tears.
"She's a crybaby…" the first puppy thought, disappointed.
She clearly had the strength and the genes, but not the character.
The largest puppy didn't do anything else; she just stood there, about to burst into tears, while big droplets began forming in her tiny eyes, threatening to fall.
From her perspective, the twins were killing each other in a brutal battle, even though in reality they had barely hurt each other, but that was something her puppy brain clearly couldn't understand yet.
To her relief, the tears worked.
At that very moment, both twins, unable to stand seeing her cry, stopped fighting.
"A low blow…" the first puppy thought, although he still had to admit it had worked.
His gaze shifted, and sticking his head slightly out from the side of the stroller, he looked at the one he knew was his mother.
She was enormous compared to them. She walked calmly, with a kind smile on her face. It was obvious she was powerful, but also far too affectionate.
He slowly shook his head.
That one wouldn't work either.
With no other options, the first puppy reached the most logical conclusion.
"Guess I'll have to lead this pack to prosperity," he thought as he struggled slightly to get up on all four paws.
He stood like that for a few seconds, silently declaring to the world that one day it would be his.
He was already ready to start planning his domination strategy, mentally organizing the first steps of his great future… but right at that moment he opened his mouth and let out a huge yawn.
"Yaaawn…"
"The domination plans will have to wait," he decided.
After all, it was nap time.
When he turned back toward his siblings, he found that they were all already fast asleep, piled on top of each other.
Without hesitation, he didn't waste any time either. He settled himself on top of the small puppy pile, finding a surprisingly comfortable position as he recharged his energy.
He would already be thinking about how to take over the world when he woke up.
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Author's Note:
I always forget what I'm supposed to write in the author's notes, oh well.
Did you guys enjoy the chapter? Did you have a good wank? Yeah? Great, I'm happy for you. And for those who didn't, there's only one R18 chapter with the wolf left, and then that's it. Not because I can't write more, but because I don't want to torture you any further.
As for the puppy extra, I thought it would be fun to imagine a possible future. I'll probably do two more short chapters, each with a 10-year timeskip, then one with a 6-year jump, and finish with one set 4 years later or something like that.
Now then, if we reach the incredible amount of 100 Power Stones, I'll release the next chapter... nah, I'm kidding, I don't have anything written in advance. HA!
If anyone is wondering why the MC feels the need to lie so much, well, I'm not really sure. I think he has a problem. I'm just waiting to see when all those lies finally come together and blow up in his face.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it...
Hugs and kisses.