Summary
Chapter 0 My beastman wouldn’t behave. So I made a wish to Santa Claus for a puppy that would love me. A week later, an arrogant man with black wings appeared on my doorstep, leading a three-headed Hellhound by a leash. “This is the creature from our side that most closely resembles a dog. He’s a little big, and his stamina is a bit… impressive.” “But I, Satan, have already trained him. He can wag his tail now, and he can spin in circles.” “You don’t need to prepare food for him. If he gets hungry, he’ll come over and give you kisses, or do other naughty things.”