[Damn... that clueless, dumbass expression... Ichimatsu can't help hismelf. His petting instincts activate all on their own. He reaches out and pats the wobbledog experimentally on the head, cringing a bit at the unexpected....... texture..... of it under his fingers. It's not necessarily bad, though...]
[Ugh! Why does he have to be the one stuck as the eldest brother at a time like this?]
[It'd be a problem if this thing wanted to gobble up ESP, or even Pachinko, who's been slowly starting to find her way back to the cottage every now and then. But it barely looks capable of standing upright. And it's docile as hell.]
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[Ugh! Why does he have to be the one stuck as the eldest brother at a time like this?]
[It'd be a problem if this thing wanted to gobble up ESP, or even Pachinko, who's been slowly starting to find her way back to the cottage every now and then. But it barely looks capable of standing upright. And it's docile as hell.]
[......]
What does it eat?