I arrived at the Log House with my daughters in tow, eager to introduce them to the fluffy companions waiting inside. I had no desire to keep secrets from my family.
“Wow! What a big doggy!”
Lisia-chan rushed to embrace Feruta and Feruco.
“Woof!” “Woof!”
Feruta and Feruco showered Lisia-chan’s cheeks with affectionate licks.
“What are your names?”
“Woof-woof!” “Wuff-wuff!”
They were responding, but their canine language seemed lost on Lisia-chan.
“They’re Feruta and Feruco. Nice to meet you!”
““Woof-woof!””
Both of them nuzzled against Lisia-chan, licking her with enthusiasm.
You two are amazing; you can befriend anyone in an instant.
“……”
“Grrr…”
Meanwhile, Kirin Rintaro was trembling, his gaze fixed on Dorako, a member of the Demon Race.
Ferumi gently patted Rintaro’s trembling legs. What a kind child.
“It’s okay, Rintaro. This girl isn’t scary. She’s strong, though.”
“Kyuu!”
Seiran approached, growling at Dorako in a show of intimidation.
“What… are you?”
“Kyuu!”
The two dragons were locked in a fierce stare. Did they think they were of the same kind…?
“It’s gotten lively all of a sudden…”
Fubuki, the fox maid, wore a tired expression. I had entrusted her with the care of the babies and children during the day.
“I’m sorry for bringing more children…”
“No, it’s actually a relief.”
“Eh, what do you mean?”
“You brought playmates for those energetic little ones…”
Feruta and Feruco were already engaged in a game of tag with Lisia-chan.
“Ahahaha! Wait for me!”
“Woof-woof!” “Wuff-wuff!”
As a Familiar God, Lisia-chan was able to keep up with the speed of the Fenrir.
“Kyuu!”
“Grrr!”
Seiran was battling Dorako, their movements reminiscent of a scene from a dragon-themed anime.
I see… Fubuki probably can’t keep up with that kind of power. After all, she’s just a Familiar.
It’s a bit concerning that Fubuki, the overseer of the Familiars here, has a lower level than the newcomer Dorako from the Demon Race.
“What’s wrong?”
“Oh, I just had a thought…”
“Hmm?”
“Aren’t our fluffy friends a bit under-leveled?”
Fubuki looked at me in disbelief.
“What are you talking about…?”
“But everyone’s in the three-digit range for levels. Kurohime is an exception, of course.”
But Rintaro and the Puppy Fenrirs are all in the three-digit range.
“Listen, my lord. A three-digit level is quite strong, you know…?”
“Really? The residents of Dead End Territory were regularly hitting 500.”
“What do you mean!?”
I explained how I had trained the residents in our territory to level up.
“You’ve been raising such inhuman soldiers outside…!”
“Well, they’re just regular residents.”
“Regular humans don’t reach three-digit levels! That’s absurd! The Twilight Dragon is considered a hero even at the late 70s level!”
Is that so…?
“So the levels outside are that low? It’s surprising they weren’t wiped out by the Demon Race.”
“Demon Race…? Did you just say Demon Race?”
“Uh, yeah. Actually…”
I recounted the recent events to Fubuki.
“That dragon girl… was a member of the Demon Race…?”
Seiran had wrapped itself around Dorako, and the two were sharing a laugh.
“You… are something else.”
“Kyuu!”
They seemed to be getting along well. But putting that aside…
“Dorako’s level was 1500. She was in the four-digit range.”
“Well, that’s to be expected. The Demon Race is far stronger than humans. Plus, their society is a brutal survival of the fittest. Harsh environments make people stronger.”
For our fluffy companions, this environment is a paradise. They don’t have to hunt or fight.
“I see, so that’s why… their levels are low.”
“Which doesn’t mean their levels are low! The surrounding levels are inflated, and your value standards are skewed!”
I see…
“However, the Demon Race… they’re still alive.”
“Yeah. Apparently, they’re in a place called the Demon Realm.”
Well, since I had already intimidated them recently, they likely wouldn’t attack easily. But if even the weakest of the Demon Race, Dorako, has a level of 1500…
Ichiwa de Kieryuu is at level 3000. If all the Demon Race members are in the four-digit range, then if my three-digit level children were to be attacked… they would lose.
“By the way, how did humans not get wiped out by the Demon Race?”
“Oh, that’s because of the Bag Demon, who existed long ago.”
“What’s that?”
“It was a terrifying monster that once roamed this world. It would rip the heads off Demon Race members and devour them, driving them to the brink of extinction.”
“Yikes. What would happen if it attacked?”
“Don’t worry. The Bag Demon vanished one day without a trace.”
“Vanished? Did it die?”
“That’s what they say.”
But that’s not a certainty. I need to protect my children from the Demon Race and whatever that Bag Demon was.
“But Feruta and the others can’t get any stronger now, right?”
“That’s right. They’ve become Familiars.”
“Familiar Gods… can’t be done either, right?”
To make them Familiar Gods, I would need to adopt them. While I could do that with humans, I can’t adopt animals (even if they are monsters).
So, I can’t make them Familiar Gods… or so I thought.
“What if you, as a God, performed a Baptism?”
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Baptism
→ A ritual to become a believer. By immersing oneself in water, one becomes a “Child of God.”
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A Child of God… meaning a Familiar God?
If I could make them Familiar Gods just by immersing them in water, I might as well give it a shot.
“But the water outside the Dragon Vein Area is freezing cold…?”
There was a lake nearby where I had fished before, but it was quite chilly.
There’s a water bath in the hot spring, but still, I hesitated to immerse children in cold water during winter.
I couldn’t find a good method. In such cases, I turn to the Omniscient and Omnipotent (Internet).
“…Alright, this might work. Come here, Satsuma-kun.”
The vegetable Familiar, Satsuma-kun, who resembled a sweet potato, approached. On his back was the Divine Hammer Mjolnir, a gift from Morrigan.
“Satsuma-kun, I’d like you and Tomato-kun to help me create something like this…”
I showed my smartphone to the two of them, the leader Tomato-kun and Satsuma-kun. They nodded in understanding.
“Can you do it?”
““…………”” Nods!
“Great, then I’ll leave it to you.”
With a whoosh, the vegetable Familiars scattered in all directions. They multiplied to the point of filling my vision.
“Are there more than before…?”
“They’ve been harvesting the vegetables from the neglected garden you left behind, not wanting to let them wither.”
“I see. Thanks as always, Fubuki, for taking the lead here.”
A quick glance.
“Well, the original leader is a useless mutt anyway…”
Another glance.
Fubuki and I looked at the large Fenrir lying beside me, rubbing against me.
“? What is it?”
““Nothing, really.””
After a while, while playing with my daughters and the fluffy companions inside the house…
“…….” A little head popped up.
Satsuma-kun and Tomato-kun peeked in from the window.
“Hey, is the construction done?”
““…………”” Nods.
It seemed they had already completed it, even though not even a day had passed. What exceptional Familiars they are.
“Well then, I’ll go check it out. Lisia-chan, Dorako, stay here and play with the fluffy ones. I’ll be back soon.”
““Okay!””
Fubuki, Felmaa, and I exited the Log House.
Before long, we arrived at the site of the mountain I had obliterated with a ki blast.
“What in the world is this building!?”
On top of the leveled mountain stood a modern structure. It was solidly built of concrete. From a distance, it resembled a gymnasium.
“It’s an indoor pool.”
“!?!?!”
“It’s a facility for alleviating lack of exercise.”
“I-I can’t comprehend it even a little…”
Well, it couldn’t be helped. For someone from another world, an indoor pool would be something they had never seen or heard of.
“To create such a massive and impressive building in the blink of an eye… Truly, you are amazing, Mika-sama!”
“It’s neither wooden nor stone… what is this material…?”
It was concrete. I had researched how to make it using the Omniscient and Omnipotent (Internet), bought the materials through KAMIZON, and then created the concrete with the Divine Hammer Mjolnir.
As long as I have the materials, I can create anything with the hammer’s skill, Super Alchemy.
“To build such a gigantic structure in this world would normally take years… To create it from nothing… it’s beyond the norm…”
Fubuki gazed at the building in astonishment.
“However, why was this building constructed?”
“There’s a heated pool inside.”
“Wh-what’s this, a baptism pool?”
“That’s right! If you soak in cold water, you’ll catch a cold, you know?”
And so, a sports gym with a baptism pool was built for the ceremony.