Chapter 36: Big Hentai
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: Kisama! Someone just hacked my account! Despicable, these account thieves!
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: To hack the Yōkai Sage herself.
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: The sheer audacity. Unforgivable!
RawrSoFierce: I can feel the panic through the screen…
Kaguya-sama: Admin-dono twists the knife! Yukari-nee-sama takes 9,999 critical damage! HP bar: zero! Today's result… Yukari-nee-sama's total defeat!
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: …Little Kaguya, the Admin has already corrupted you.
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: Admin-dono openly leading an underage girl astray—luring innocent little Kaguya down the path of wickedness! A complete and utter hentai!
RawrSoFierce: ???
Ryū weighed whether to serve Yukari a ten-minute mute.
This Yōkai Sage was getting a little too bold.
Openly provoking the Admin, again.
Actually, was ten minutes long enough?
Maybe thirty would send a clearer message.
He was the Admin of the Dimensional Chat Group, for crying out loud. And despite there being two anime girls in the group, he hadn't so much as entertained a single inappropriate thought. How did that make him a hentai?
Come to think of it, female membership was looking a bit thin.
Besides Yukari and Kaguya, the only other candidate was the Wandering Planet—whose gender was a cosmic unknown.
Every other member, Ryū included, was male.
The two newcomers were no exception.
Green Grasslands Wolf King: I think I've got the gist of what this Dimensional Chat Group actually is. Hss… Something that can communicate with other worlds was actually built?! Whoever created it is the greatest scientist of all time!
Green Grasslands Wolf King: Although, logically speaking, the creator might not even be from the science side of things.
Green Grasslands Wolf King: Either way, they're way above the great Wolf King's level!
We, Ying Zheng: A "scientist"… What manner of scholar is that? Among the Hundred Schools of Thought, We do not recall any "School of Science." This Dimensional Chat Group must surely be a divine artifact crafted by immortals.
We, Ying Zheng: How could mere mortals create something so world-shaking?
We, Ying Zheng: And the one above who styles himself "King"… Is he a monarch from another world? "Green Grasslands Wolf King"? "Wolf King"? A peculiar title.
Green Grasslands Wolf King: Huh? Are you talking to the great Wolf King? I am the Wolf King of the Green Grasslands! You may call me His Majesty Wolffy.
We, Ying Zheng: Wolffy? We are the Emperor of Great Qin, conqueror of the Six Kingdoms. You may address Us as Ying Zheng. Though We would prefer "Your Majesty."
A wolf from the world of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, and a Ying Zheng from some unknown ancient world, making cross-dimensional small talk.
The spectacle left the rest of the group somewhat speechless.
Still, it meant both newcomers were beginning to accept the group's existence.
The shock and disbelief they'd felt had largely dissipated.
No matter how impossible the Dimensional Chat Group seemed—
It was, undeniably, real.
And when you couldn't reject something—
The only option was to gradually accept it.
Edward Newgate: Gurararara! Looks like the two newcomers are starting to settle in. So both new members are kings? One rules a nation, the other rules a grassland.
Edward Newgate: Wait… Wolf King? Is the newcomer actually a wolf?
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: If it truly is a wolf, this one would assume it must be a wolf yōkai.
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: An ordinary wolf couldn't possibly possess this level of intelligence. If it were just a normal wolf, how would it know what a "scientist" is?
The Little Wandering Planet: A planet that only recently developed consciousness, passing through.
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: …Ahem. You are a singular exception!
Wolffy watched the group discussing him and couldn't help scratching his head. "Edward Newgate? The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden? The Little Wandering Planet? Just like that 'We, Ying Zheng'—all strange usernames."
More importantly—what on earth was a "wolf yōkai"? He was the great Wolf King of the Green Grasslands!
How could he possibly have anything to do with "yōkai"—creatures from myths and legends?
Superstition was absolutely unacceptable.
His world was strictly atheist, after all.
Even if gods and monsters did exist somewhere—
He, Wolffy, believed only in science.
Green Grasslands Wolf King: Um… I'm not a wolf yōkai. I'm just a regular gray wolf! And why wouldn't a normal wolf know what a scientist is?
Green Grasslands Wolf King: There's no way wolves have IQs that low, right?
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: Pardon? An ordinary wolf?!
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: This one needs a moment to process.
In Yukari's understanding, any animal with intelligence rivaling a human's would be classified as a yōkai. That was simply how it worked.
An ordinary wolf, this intelligent?
The Wandering Planet had been one precedent, sure. But from Wolffy's words alone, Yukari could extract a wealth of information: this creature had possessed human-level intelligence before joining the chat group.
Under those circumstances, and still not a yōkai? Then what did it take to qualify?
The being known as the Yōkai Sage fell into deep contemplation.
RawrSoFierce: Wolffy genuinely is just a regular gray wolf. Not a yōkai or anything of the sort. His intelligence has nothing to do with the Dimensional Chat Group either.
RawrSoFierce: Wolffy's world is a little… special.
RawrSoFierce: Basically: no humans at all. Every creature there has intelligence on par with humans, and Wolffy is one of the standout geniuses among them.
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: Ara? A world of nothing but animals, with no humans at all!
The Eternally Seventeen-Year-Old Maiden: How educational… So that's how it is.
Green Grasslands Wolf King: So you people really are from other worlds?
RawrSoFierce: Does this look like the Green Grasslands to you? [Image]
Edward Newgate: Gurararara! Let this old man send a photo too! Here's a group shot with my idiot sons. Gurararara! [Image]
The image Ryū sent was a photo he'd snapped out of boredom during the Fish-Man Island trip.
Whitebeard's was a crew photo taken aboard the Moby Dick.
Two images with zero trace of digital manipulation.
They obliterated the last shred of doubt in Wolffy's mind.
He'd joined an extraordinary chat group.
Didn't that mean his wolf-life was about to reach its absolute peak?
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