Click.
"..."
"..."
Retory-san emerged from the toilet.
This was awkward.
I had listened up close as she vigorously peed with impressive volume and force.
As a 30-year-old golden retriever dog girl with long blonde hair and droopy ears, she obviously knew I had heard everything.
Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she kept subtly avoiding eye contact with me.
The way she looked embarrassed and slightly hung her head… was seriously erotic…!
Just as I had no idea what to say to her, she also seemed unable to find the right words.
A brief silence followed.
Then—
Creak.
The sound of a different door opening came from behind us. It looked like Raffilia-san had come out of the back shed.
"Welcome back, Masaharu-san."
"I'm home. Raffilia-san, this is Retory-san."
"Nice to meet you, Retory-san. I'm Raffilia, a priestess of the Lalm faith."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Retory, a Golden Retriever."
