Chapter 70: The Human-Faced Dog: I’m the Real Dog! A New Chat Group Member

So comfy! So satisfying!

Truly, loyal dogs are the best companions. The human-faced dog was no exception. Wearing the clothes Hanako had bought her, she sat obediently on the floor.

She looked completely wrecked.

Because she was squatting on the ground, a slow trickle of cum kept leaking from her pussy.

She even playfully scooped up a bit of cum and put it in her mouth to taste it.

Her exhausted eyes sparkled.

It tasted... surprisingly good?!

"I've figured out what's going on," Shirakawa said. "You just wanted someone to take you in. But since my teacher rejected you, you kept clinging to her."

"I get how you felt, but your methods..."

Watching the CG of all the defeated urban legends play on loop, Shirakawa turned his gaze to the human-faced dog, speaking more gently now.

Now that she had become a Chosen of Pleasure,

he had basically completed his collection of all urban legend defeat CGs.

It felt pretty satisfying.

"..."

Hearing his words, the human-faced dog seemed to understand. Her golden eyes filled with disappointment.

She had hoped to be taken in by Hiratsuka Shizuka,

even going as far as to prepare her own collar.

But now...

She knew—

if she kept pestering Shizuka, Shirakawa would not hesitate to kill her.

So where could she go?

"Thank you... for the clothes, Hanako..."

She slowly got up from the floor and looked at Hanako, who was completely worn out. Staring down at her outfit, she spoke sincerely.

But just as she was about to leave,

she heard Shirakawa's calm voice:

"But."

"If you really don't have anywhere to go, you can stay at my place. Just help out a little—like guarding the apartment."

After all, she was a Chosen now.

He couldn't exactly leave her to wander the streets.

It was totally fine to place her in the two-bedroom unit shared by Mary and the slit-mouthed woman.

Hanako liked living in the bathroom because of her ghostly habits.

Mary dreamed of being Shirakawa's portable... Fuck-doll.

Kuchisake-onna lived in the master bedroom.

So, the extra room was perfect for the human-faced dog.

"R-Really?"

She froze mid-step and looked back at him, her face full of disbelief. She hadn't expected to be taken in at all.

But when she saw his calm nod,

the joy inside her completely overflowed.

"Thank you, Lord Shirakawa! I promise I'll guard your home with my life!"

"Good."

With that, the apartment's security was even more solid.

Now with four urban legend-level beings stationed, there was no way evil spirits could bother them.

Shirakawa smiled as he looked at her grateful expression.

But the human-faced dog, knowing there was still some lingering grudge inside her, made a decision. She took her future into her own hands.

"Master, I..."

"Please fuck me again. I want to be purer!"

"..."

Shirakawa gently rubbed her furry dog ears. As a divine envoy of pleasure, her request for further purification wasn't something he'd reject.

Just to be clear—

Before picking up the dick, he warned her:

"I need to make this clear—I'm a proper exorcist. What I'm doing is righteous exorcism."

"Yes, Master."

Every time Shirakawa exorcised her, she underwent real change.

And once it was over, she looked at him with growing curiosity.

"Master, how did you know I was looking for that woman?"

"Because she's my teacher."

Even if she wasn't that smart, the human-faced dog could sense something unusual about the situation—especially after experiencing such overwhelming pleasure.

"Master, do you... like her?"

Whether or not it was appropriate given the teacher-student dynamic, Shirakawa couldn't really deny he had some feelings...

Especially for someone as fierce as Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Given her personality, pressuring her too hard might backfire. Forcing Hiratsuka Shizuka to awaken spiritual awareness and then pledge her loyalty... The chances of that working were slim. The same applied to Yukinoshita. All he could do was present the choice—it was ultimately theirs to make.

"Let it happen naturally."

Shirakawa gently shook his head. With the way the world was evolving, anyone who had encountered evil spirits or urban legends had a high chance of awakening spiritual awareness.

The Classics Literature Club frequently discussed supernatural and ghostly phenomena. As their advisor, Hiratsuka Shizuka was well aware of this. If she truly encountered trouble, she'd come find him herself.

"I've got things to do. Remember to clean up."

"Yes, Master!"

Catching the subtle change in Shirakawa's gaze, the human-faced dog felt this was her chance to shine. Her eyes lit up with excitement.

She had a general understanding of Shirakawa's current identities: a god, a strange exorcist, and a student. Since the issue was Hiratsuka Shizuka being disturbed by a dream, she figured she could bind the spirit into the dream, prompting Hiratsuka to seek Shirakawa's help in purifying it.

Watching Shirakawa's retreating figure, her excitement grew.

"I can't be too aggressive, and I absolutely can't harm her. But if she finds out Master is an exorcist... things should develop smoothly, right?"

"It's decided!"

"Besides this, I haven't had a chance to repay Master for taking me in."

As a somewhat cunning dog spirit, the human-faced dog glanced at the girls slumped on the sofa—urban legends Shirakawa had taken in.

Competing for favor?

She grinned. When it came to being a dog, no one could beat her. Loyalty was her strongest trait!

"Being an exorcist doesn't really stand out in terms of combat strength anymore. Better to allocate reputation points to the adventurer class."

"Time to head back home."

Having settled things with the human-faced dog, Shirakawa had no intention of lingering at Hanako's place. He planned to return home, clean up, and change clothes.

As for the progression in the Konosuba world, the campaign against the Demon King's general could wait. He still needed a staff tailored, and that could be left to Aqua. Just needed to pay her later.

"Next stop—the DanMachi world... the tricky part will be obtaining a divine identity and creating a Familia."

Shirakawa had a decent grasp of the DanMachi world. If he entered Orario as a foreign god, every other deity aware of otherworldly beings would go nuts.

Even if the gods, having sealed away their powers, didn't intervene directly, their Familia surely would.

Troublesome?

Not really. The rules that bound gods in DanMachi wouldn't be much of a problem for him, especially as a shameless outsider god.

If it came down to it, he could just leave a teleport anchor in that world and return at any time. Easy.

While waiting for the elevator, Shirakawa was thinking about his next steps. But when the doors opened, a figure in a black school uniform appeared.

The uniform looked very familiar—Toyogasaki Academy's. Long, silky black hair draped over her shoulders, with a white hairband. She wore sheer black tights that outlined her legs perfectly. Honestly, in terms of looks, she might've been twice as attractive as Yukinoshita.

Not to mention her voluptuous, mature figure.

Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Seeing her face clearly left Shirakawa briefly stunned. He never expected to bump into her in his own apartment building. If she was here, did that mean Eriri and Megumi were also in this increasingly chaotic crossover world?

Shirakawa quickly shifted his gaze to the elevator panel.

14th Floor.

That was the floor Mrs. Izumi Mio lived on. Floors above 10 weren't rented out publicly. As a light novel author, she naturally needed to meet with illustrators.

"Are you a tenant here? I don't recall seeing you before."

Looking at Kasumigaoka Utaha's cool, composed demeanor, Shirakawa—being the landlord—asked casually.

A stranger appearing on the 14th floor warranted a question.

Kasumigaoka glanced at the boy in the elevator who also wore a student uniform and looked rather clean and youthful.

"Visiting someone."

After a brief explanation, she added with a dry jab, "And your way of hitting on people is... pretty outdated."

"I'm here."

"Not very good at flirting, huh?"

Just as the elevator reached the 14th floor, the doors opened to reveal Izumi Mio waiting.

"You must be Eromanga-sensei?"

Before meeting in person, Kasumigaoka had already done a video call with Izumi and recognized the youthful-looking housewife with braided hair.

"Yes, but please don't call me 'sensei.' I was actually about to come down to get you. The building is pretty strict—strangers can't access the upper floors without an escort."

Izumi smiled as she explained, but then her eyes landed on Shirakawa and she paused in surprise.

She quickly said, "Shirakawa-kun, this is Miss Kasumigaoka—my friend. We're meeting to discuss a new book's illustrations. I didn't expect you two would meet in the elevator. I was just about to come down to get her."

"It's fine."

Since the upper floors were the foundation of his personal harem, Shirakawa wouldn't normally allow unknown men up. But Hanako had been busy just now and didn't stop Kasumigaoka Utaha.

It was reasonable enough, especially since she was here for work. Shirakawa didn't mind a female guest visiting his tenant.

Seeing that Shirakawa had no objections, Izumi sighed in relief. With a smile, she looked at the girl who seemed close in age to Shirakawa and said:

"Miss Kasumigaoka, I forgot to introduce you. Shirakawa-kun is the landlord of this building. Since this is a high-end apartment complex in Chiba Prefecture, access for strangers is tightly restricted."

"I see."

Hearing the explanation, Kasumigaoka looked at Shirakawa again. The apartment where Erromanga-sensei lived had impressive decor.

And as the building's owner, it was perfectly reasonable for him to ask about unfamiliar faces. She had mistaken it as a pickup line?

Realizing this, her expression became slightly awkward. With a hint of apology, she said, "Sorry, I misunderstood you earlier."

"No problem."

Shirakawa could sense her mildly tsundere personality. Compared to Yukinoshita, her attitude was much more palatable.

He didn't mind. If she really did end up working with Eromanga-sensei, they'd probably be seeing each other a lot.

Back in his own apartment, Shirakawa quickly washed up and changed clothes, then reopened the Dimensional Chat Group.

After checking in last night, he hadn't looked again.

Aqua: Ordinary high schooler, I've already ordered the staff you asked for. When are you coming over? Let's go defeat the Demon King!

Sakurajima Mai: In such a rush to beat the Demon King?

Asuna: I think I heard something about Aqua needing to defeat the Demon King to return to the heavens...

Blue Ribbon: Aqua, how are you this weak despite being a goddess

Blue Ribbon: As a god, defeating a demon king should be easy for you... so why do you keep dragging Shirakawa into it?

Aqua: Defeating the demon king is only easy because I, the great goddess, grant powerful support to the other reincarnators! Without me, the world would've been overrun by the demon king's army long ago.

"…"

Watching the conversation in the Dimensional Chat Group, Shirakawa wasn't surprised that Aqua and Hestia had started bickering again. That always happened when they were both online.

But this time, he actually agreed with Aqua. The capital of the kingdom was under constant attack from the demon king's army. Without those adventurers she reincarnated with cheat-like abilities, the world's difficulty would be off the charts.

Though these debates always turned into a mess, Shirakawa just wanted to use the chat group to grow stronger. As for his current plans, he checked his points: after yesterday's sign-in, he had 171 in total.

It would cost 150 points to head to Hestia's Danmachi world and establish a stable teleportation anchor.

"When will the group expand… Even getting more rescue missions would help..."

Looking at his measly points, Shirakawa sighed. "When will I ever save up enough to buy a surprise loot box?"

He changed into another outfit—an adventurer's outfit he bought yesterday in the Konosuba world. At least the style wouldn't look out of place in Danmachi, helping him avoid unnecessary attention from local gods.

Just as he was about to redeem a teleportation anchor, a chat group notification popped up and caught his eye.

New member 'Healing Goddess' has joined the chat!

New member 'Rias' has joined the chat!

Healing Goddess: What is this Dimensional Chat Group? Why did it suddenly appear in my mind? Can someone explain?

Rias: Healing Goddess?

Rias: What a coincidence. I'm a High class devil .

Asuna: We're not entirely sure what the chat group is, but it brings people from different worlds together here.

Aqua: That's right. So… you're a goddess too?

Healing Goddess: Yep! But I'm a newbie goddess… I was just worrying about how to find a proper hero to save my S-class difficulty world, Gaeabrande, and then this chat group appeared...

"Finally, new members..."

Seeing the familiar names, Shirakawa quickly recalled who they were. The Healing Goddess was from the Cautious Hero world—Ristarte, the absurd and chaotic newbie goddess with rather weak abilities.

From her messages, it seemed she had just accepted the mission to save Gaeabrande and hadn't even selected a hero yet. Maybe he could give her a blank profession panel and let her gain a hero profession?

As for Rias—although her name alone wasn't that telling, she revealed herself as a High-Class Devil. That narrowed it down.

She was clearly Rias Gremory from High School DxD, the Crimson-Haired Ruin Princess with a known habit of sleeping naked.

"Looks like there are even more options now."

He wasn't in the mood to chat idly. Shirakawa opened the points exchange store and looked at the 50-point 7 days temporary teleportation anchor.

Power was still the top priority.

He immediately made the purchase.

Do you want to travel to the Danmachi world?