That Time I Got Sent to Another World Where All of the Girls Are Super Hot and Super Into Me Because I Am Super Strong and Have Very Powerful Abilities that God Gave to Me Because Me and Them Were Friends When I Was in Grade School and God Is Actually A Loli Who is Also in Love with Me Because I Am A Super Epic Person Who Will Defeat The Demon Lord Who Threatens The Entire World but the Demon Lord Actually is in Love With Me and the Demon Lord is a Super Hot Busty Babe Who is Actually Just Trying to Get My Attention Because I Have a Cellphone That Can Contact the Internet and Can Get Anything Shipped To Me Within 2 Days But I Barely Need It Because I Am Actually the Most Strongest Guy Alive Because I Have Super Strong Powers Like Being Able to Lift Your Mom Really Easily Which is Nearly Impossible Because Your Mom is So Fat But is Actually A Secret Anime Busty Babe Who is Really into Me Because I Am Super Cool and Better Than Your Dad Because He is Super Lame Which I Am Not:

Serving 1.13: That time I was reincarnated into another world and bought a Doggirl Companion

We arrived at the cage, and the slave inside turned and rushed to the bars, her fluffy dog-tail wagging back and forth at our approach. She grabbed the bars and shoved her face through, in a way that was super duper cute.

"Kawaii," I said. (TL Note: Kawaii means cute). "What's your name, Doggirl?"

"あたい は ワン だ!" she replied. (TL Note: は flags the topic of a sentence, even if it does not explicitly identify the subject of the sentence.)

"Nice to meet you, Wanda." I replied, nodding. I looked her over. She was wearing the same rags as all the rest of the slaves. It felt kind of grunge for an official uniform, but perhaps that was just the style they were trying to evoke. Despite this, she was still very beautiful. She was not busty, but I was determined to see her boobs. Her boobs on the inside, like the friendly [Slave Tycoon] had suggested.

She sniffed the air, making sniffing noises with her mouth at the same time, which enhanced the potency. "Are you here to buy me, wan?" she asked.

I nodded, and immediately began to taste the now-familiar taste of candy corn in my mouth. She was... [Appraising] me? I was a bit surprised that she had an appraisal skill, but then again, she's a fucking dog, so like, tracking is what they do. With her actions explained by my casual racism, I decided to appraise her back, using my own appraisal skill, [Appraisal (but secretly infinite knowledge)].

Wan Siduri

Active Title: [Slave]

Faction: Thrall*Mart Inc

Race: Animal-ears-person-folk (Dog)

Level 13

EXP: 112/1500

Skill Points: 64

Gold Stars: 3

Gacha Coins: 0

HP: 1325/1325

MP: 0/120

SP: 510/510

FP: 3/3

Attributes:

Stranth: 38

Dexterity: 42

Swoleness: 34

Magic: 10

Karma: -150

Mojo: 1035

Luck: 78

Skills:

[Jumping Mastery - Lvl 2] [Running Mastery - Lvl 9] [Climbing Mastery - Lvl 3] [Swimming Basics - Lvl 8] [Crawling Supremacy - Lvl 1] [Cooking Basics - Lvl 2] [Punching Resistance - Lvl 6] [Slashing Resistance - Lvl 2] [Stabbing Resistance - Lvl 4] [Crushing Super-Resistance - Lvl 1] [Climate Resistance - Lvl 3] [Fish Resistance - Lvl 3] [Surprise Invulnerability] [Pain Resistance - Lvl 7] [Emotional Damage Resistance - Lvl 4] [Shame Super-Resistance - Lvl 8] [Alcohol Super-Resistance Lvl 8] [Drug Super-Resistance Lvl 9] [Cringe Invulnerability] [Disable Resistances (Self)] [Fisticuffs Mastery] [Kung Fury] [Claw Supremacy] [Bite Mastery] [Tail Whip Basics] [Stunning Blow] [Fury Slash] [Berserker] [Fishing Basics] [Enhance Natural Weapon] [Pantomime with Animals] [Wan] [Dog Hearing] [Dog Smelling] [Smell Like Dog] [Dog Vision] [Dog] [Language: Animal-Ears-People-Folk Language] [Pickpocket Supremacy] [Mugging Mastery] [Sexpert] [Beautiful - Lvl 7] [Perfect Hair] [Extend Sensation (Drugs)] [Enhance Sensation (Drugs) [Extend Sensation (Alcohol)] [Enhance Sensation (Alcohol)] [Enhance Sensation (Sex)] [Enhance Sensation (Blood Sport)] [Greater Addiction] [Improved Stranth] [Greater Dexterity] [Lesser Magic Casting] [Lesser Magic Perception] [Lesser Magic Conscription] [Taboo Magic] [Lesser HP Regeneration] [Lesser MP Regeneration] [SP Regeneration] [Mental Coloring Book] [Binocular Vision] [Double-Ear] [Expert Hearing] [Sniff Supremacy] [Gluttony] [Lust] [Icon of Hedonism] [Avarice - Lvl 1] [Cruelty - Lvl 2] [Lesser Humility] [Nihilism] [Lesser Monologue]

Titles: [Animal-Ears-Folk-People] [Hunter] [Cute] [Doggirl] [Addict] [Icon of Hedonism] [Nihilist] [Monster Slaughterer] [Animal Killer] [Human Killer] [Thief] [Heretic] [Dog] [Slave] [Martial Artist] [Beast Warrior]

Spells:

[Create Flame]

[Create Water]

[Create Drugs - Schedule I]

[Create Alcohol]

[Create Illusion]

[Healing - Lvl 1]

Hmm... I was a little disappointed! She wasn't as OP as I was hoping. However, I was inspired by Dick Bastardly, and quickly used my [Instantly Learn Skill] skill to learn both [Trainer] and [Personal Trainer]. This should let me train her up into proper fighting shape in no time! Also, while she had quite a few good skills, a few of her other skills had me... well, a bit worried to say the least.

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"Only [Cooking Basics - Lvl 2], huh?" I murmured.

"Wan!" she barked happily, wagging her tail. "I am really good at ordering takeout though, Wan~!"

"Phew," I phewed. I was worried I'd have to take some sort of personal responsibility for my own basic survival skills (beyond murder). She was already coming way in handy, and I hadn't even bought her yet! Still...

"Wanda," I asked, "Do you like being a [Slave]?"

She looked up at me with a cute, puppylike expression on her eyes, as she cutely looked me in the eyes.

"Wan!" she said, "Don't pity the yoke I bear, when you refuse to count your own, wan~! Should I yearn for freedom, even if such a yearning does nothing but burden me further with woe, wan-wan? We are all slaves, wan, to our own desires. Even should you claim otherwise, to have mastered yourself and your desires, that is but one yoke of many. Even now, your quest is a geass put upon you by God, wan! You could reject it, of course, but that would not change the fact that you are burdened once more by the needs and whims of society, and must fall into line by the social mores it imposes, unless you've the strength to burn down even that edifice, wan! Do you have the strength to tear down the world, in pursuit of this elusive freedom?"

She nodded happily, her cute fang glinting in the light. "But that's all nothing more than delusion, anywan. Even if you had the strength and the will to upset the spin of the world, and bend its course to your own choosing, your actions have already been set, since the wan of time. The mad gods of the cosmos have long since set us upon the course of their design, unseen, but no less unavoidable. And in the scale of the grand delusion that is the universe, we are nothing but specks, infinitesimal in the true face of things. Why resist the whims of fate? Why struggle in search of 'freedom'? Because it will make us happy? Fulfilled? If that noble goal is ultimately the yearning for bliss, for sensation, why obfuscate it so? Better to wear the golden collar, and pursue the baser, more easily attainable blisses of the material. As a slave, at least, I am spared the burden of thinking of the future."

I nodded along as she spoke, but hadn't heard her because I was busy looking at her chest. "Huh?" I asked.

"Wan Wan! I'm okay being a slave! I get good food!"

I chuckled to myself. She was a good girl, if maybe a little simple. Still, that'd save me tons of money on taking care of her! I gave her a headpat, and turned to Dick Bastardly.

"Okay," I said, "I'll take her!"

"Very good, sir!" the Devil said, snatching the golden coupon out of my hands. The coupon sizzled into flames and disappeared "No takes-backsies!"

I wasn't sure why I'd want to takes-backsies a [Slave], but that's fine. As I watched, he theatrically raised his clawed hand, and the bars of her cage burned away in a wreath of flames. She bounded out of the cage and immediately rubbed her head against me, nuzzling me while making happy, inarticulate noises. She playfully grabbed my arm with one hand and stole several thousand gold from my back pocket with the other. I shook my head happily at her playful scamp behavior and gave her a headpat as punishment.

"I've registered her [Slave Card] to you," he said, handing me a holographic playing card with her picture on it. I [Appraised] it, which is to say, I read it.

Name: Wanda

* * * * * *

Atk: 1800

Def: 1300

Monster - Beast

Effect: When this Monster is Summoned in face-up Attack Position, untap up to 2 lands you control. This card may be special-summoned from your hand by discarding any two Energy cards. If you do so, all Monsters on the enemy's Battle Bridge get -1/-1.

Resistance: Bug -30,

Weakness: Psychic x2

Rarity: Legendary

"Cool," I said, tucking the card directly into my backpack. "I'll make sure to take good care of this!"

He nodded to me, and salivated openly, rubbing his hands together as he stared either at my ass or the money pouch hanging next to it.

"Thank you for your business, kind sir. Now... about the other [Slaves]. Perhaps I can show you another you might enjoy!"

He swooced on over to another cage, and looked inside, before reeling back in a display of disgust.

"Ugh! It's dead!" He immediately took on a look of fury and roared out, flames billowing out of his mouth like spit from the mouth of an irate middle-manager.

"LAURA!" he roared, summoning over the greeter who came walking over at a "I don't get paid to walk" pace.

"What is it?" she asked, "I'm right, OH HOLY FUCK!" She screamed in horror as she looked in horror at whatever horror was in the cage.

"What the fuck, Dick?!" she demanded.

"What the fuck, indeed!" he retorted, clenching his fist and shaking it at her. "Why did you not feed this [Slave]?"

She looked up at him in irate confusion. "You never asked me to feed anybody! You only hired me to greet customers at the door. That was my only job description. I assumed you had somebody else feeding them, or like, used magic."

"Bah!" he bahed. "I usually feed them, but I was far too busy torturing them and committing other atrocities to do such banal work as manage the basic needs of my business. You should have known this automatically!"

Laura looked up at him in silence, her dead eyes becoming just a fraction more dead, as her boss laid into her about her inability to do his job as well as hers.

I frowned to myself. Dick was being awfully mean to his worker. And, if he was being mean to his worker, then how would he treat his slaves, who he didn't pay? Probably worse, I imagined. Maybe... slavery wasn't so good after all.

Suddenly, realization took over my brain. I didn't have to worry about whether or not I was doing the right thing, because I could just solve the problem in one fell swoop! After all, what good were my cheat skills if I didn't use them to better the lives of everybody around me in a way that made me look good and feel good about myself?

"I've made my decision! I know which [Slaves] I want to leave this establishment."

He let out a girlish gasp of glee and turned back to me, clapping his hands.

"That's an extremely ominous way of phrasing it, but tell me who you want to buy!" he said happily.

"I'll take all of them," I announced, my voice dripping with malice. That's right. I would take all of them. Let's see how your business flourishes once it has no slaves to buy.

He stared at me, dumbfounded. "What... what do you mean?"

I shook my head and chuckled at him.

"Slavery is bad. It's a bad thing, and only bad people do it, unless they're me. I can't abide having slavers like you in this town, doing slavery-related things and slaving up the place."

"Fucking brutal, wan!" Wanda added.

"I just work here," Laura insisted, turning and walking for the exit.

I turned and faced down Dick Bastardly, cracking my knuckles. "So, I've decided that I'm going to take all of the slaves you have, and I'm going to free them."

"H-how do you intend to do that?!" he asked, sweating bullets as he stared at my massive, throbbing statblock.

I grinned a smile, and reached behind me.

"The only way I know how."