"Byaaa! Byaaaah! Th-thank goddess! I-I almost lost my virgi--"

"D-don't worry little guy, I mean girl. I-I got you! And you! Horny dog! You stay on the ground!"

I was armed with my box cutter. My faithful utility device I have been carrying since I was two. Don't ask, I was addicted to arts and crafts.

It was the moment where I felt like the hero in a science fiction movie, where he is only exploring the universe peacefully but the military that sponsored him carry high-end weapons for 'self-defense', read world domination.

With the small weapon I pulled out from my tank top, I felt like I could take on the entire Fantasy World I was thrown in.

Starting with this Giant Wolf, the size of a motorcycle... Go me.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot... Yeah, this little thing is a 9mm Wand. I'll pump your @ss full of fireballs!...Oh, now you get my language!? That's right! On the ground! Paws behind your head! Crawl towards my voice!"

"Uwa-uwa-uwa. My-my saviour is amazing! Byaaah! (^c^)"

I blushed. 

...B-because I was excited to 'arrest' this Wolf as big as a Kawasani Dirt bike. Yes. Of course! N-not because I was praised by a cute talking sheep...Cough.

... (>///<)