Chapter 4
Once the shadow covering the wolf disappears, something else catches my attention.
Is this the Japanese instinct for cleanliness coming out?
That's right—the wolf in front of me is incredibly dirty!
I'm concerned about how thin it is too, but the dirt bothers me even more.
It's dirty here and there, and it has matted fur.
I wonder if the wolf doesn't mind being dirty.
Its expression is as fierce as ever, but its eyes are slightly widened as it looks at me.
Is this its surprised face?
...It's kind of cute.
As an animal lover, I somehow want to fuss over it!
Even its size is starting to look cool rather than scary.
Hmm? It's coming closer.
No way... Is it going to attack me?
I-it showed me its belly! A wild wolf did!
This is so touching.
Are wild wolves in another world really this easy to befriend?
Well, before it changes its mind...
...I'm happy—so happy—but it's dirty!
I just can't stand this level of filth.
Ah, come to think of it, there should be some kind of magic for this.
What was the one for dirt again?
Maybe Clean...? Might as well try it.
I imagine it becoming clean and cast Clean.
In front of me is a wolf with smooth, silky silver-white fur.
It worked incredibly well.
And this guy is incredibly cool.
The wolf looks at itself... and seems a little proud of itself, in a way?
What a cute guy.
I'm concerned about how thin it is, but there's nothing I can do about that right away.
Looking at it again, it's a beautiful wolf.
Removing the dirt didn't just make it 20 percent more handsome—it boosted its handsome factor by 80 percent or something.
...I'm jealous.
And then I noticed something: it's huge.
The sitting wolf's eye level is almost the same as mine when I stand.
I should be a little over 180 centimeters tall.
...Wolves from another world are apparently huge.
I wouldn't mind being a little taller myself.