Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

The surface forest, the grass and trees rustling in the forest breeze.

An old hunter with somewhat grizzled hair was walking through the forest, panting.

He tried his best to reduce his movements, lowered his upper body, and carefully examined the ground—he was tracking the trail of some animal.

Found it!

Parting two blades of grass, the old hunter's eyes lit up. He finally saw a moose drinking water by the stream ahead, its back to him.

The old hunter took down the somewhat old hunting rifle from his back, lowered it, and aimed—

“Bang!”

The gunshot rang out, but it missed.

The moose only suffered some abrasions on its leg. These small injuries were not enough to fatally impact its mobility.

So, the next second, the startled moose crossed the stream and began to run into the distance!

“Sigh! How did my hand become so shaky?”

The old hunter sighed, slung his hunting rifle over his back, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward.

Recently, there have been too few prey in this forest, so… he had to catch up with this deer, otherwise, his family would probably go hungry for a while!

Crossing shrubs and streams, the moose, injured by the abrasion, did slow down quite a bit.

Allowing the old hunter to gradually get closer by following the trail of blood.

But just as the old hunter crossed a low hill, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright red figure—

“Hmm? What’s that…”

The hunter took another look and stopped in astonishment.

Deep in the forest, there was a little girl?

“Ah, haha, hello uncle…”

Little Red Riding Hood gave a stiff smile, waved at the old hunter in front of her.

The moment she saw this hunter, she felt all the hairs on her body stand on end!

Hunting rifle, hunting knife, hunting clothes…

Wasn't this exactly the same outfit as the hunter who wanted to kill Grandma!

I’m doomed!

“Little friend, why are you here?”

Contrary to Little Red Riding Hood's expectations, the old hunter spoke kindly, even somewhat… like Grandma?

The old hunter stopped chasing the moose. He looked at the wild vegetables and dried meat that Little Red Riding Hood was holding, feeling puzzled.

“I… I came to the forest alone to pick some wild vegetables.”

Little Red Riding Hood noticed the old hunter's gaze, so she raised the things she was holding.

“Where are your parents? How could they let such a young child like you come out alone?”

“This forest is too big, I just… accidentally got lost.”

Little Red Riding Hood shook her head and said.

“Do you remember which direction your home is in?”

“I don’t remember.”

“I see…”

The old hunter frowned. He looked at the sky, appearing somewhat conflicted.

Finally, his expression dimmed, as if he had thought of something. He sighed and said:

“It’s getting dark, how about… you come to my house to rest first, and I’ll take you home tomorrow?”

“Thank you, uncle!”

Little Red Riding Hood's eyes lit up.

Perhaps… this old man who looked so much like the bad hunter was a good person?

The old hunter looked at the ground, at the bloodstains left by the escaped moose, shook his head regretfully, and turned to walk back the way he came.

But just then, a large rustling of grass and trees came from behind.

The old hunter turned back and looked, but his expression changed drastically—

“Be careful, there are wolves!”

Saying that, he stepped forward, shielding Little Red Riding Hood behind him, and took the old hunting rifle back in his hands.

“Wait—that’s not a wolf!”

Little Red Riding Hood looked over there, only to see Poro walking over excitedly, with the moose in its mouth.

Poro was walking in the jungle when he suddenly saw a wounded deer coming towards him—

Hey, how could I let such a treat pass me by?

So Poro used three claws and two bites to directly knock the moose to the ground, dragged it over, and prepared to “add a meal” with Little Red Riding Hood tonight. But as soon as he crossed the bushes, he saw a person in full hunting gear, with a dark gun muzzle pointing directly at him!

Crap!

I’m dead!

Poro opened his mouth wide, and the moose's neck rolled to the ground.

“No, little girl, that is a wolf. I’ve been a hunter for decades, I can’t be wrong!”

The old hunter's hands were shaking slightly, but he still pointed straight at Poro, and the hand pressing the trigger even slowly exerted force, making a light clicking sound.

Little Red Riding Hood was anxious and hurriedly held down the hunting rifle, and said loudly:

“Uncle, you really misunderstood, Poro is my dog!”

As soon as these words came out, the old hunter and Poro were shocked. Fortunately, Poro's face was full of wolf fur, so nothing strange could be seen.

“You said… this is a dog?!”

The old hunter frowned, not putting down the hunting rifle in his hand, but carefully observing Poro.

Poro also reacted at this time.

He united his mind, bent his hind legs from the bottom of his heart, stretched out his front legs, stuck out his tongue, and tried to control his big tail to wag.

Then he looked at Little Red Riding Hood, opened his mouth and shouted loudly:

“Woof——”

The girl desperately suppressed the desire to laugh, turned her head and said to the hunter:

“Look, Poro is indeed a dog, right?”

“Oh… that’s great, I’m old, I really misjudged!”

The old hunter said, touching his left chest, calming his heartbeat, and said, “To be able to hunt a moose alone, that’s really a good dog!”

“Of course!”

Little Red Riding Hood puffed out her chest proudly and said, “Poro, bring the deer over here!”

So Poro dragged the moose forward.

“Poro, we can stay at this uncle’s house tonight! Hmm… this moose’s leg was injured by the uncle, why don’t we give the deer to him?”

Little Red Riding Hood squatted down apologetically and touched Poro's head.

She knew that in the outside world, most wolves couldn't speak, so as an expedient measure, she could only wrong Poro to be a dog for a while.

Poro nodded and pushed the deer in front of the old hunter.

As for being a dog, Poro just wanted to say…

It’s so great! I want more!

Of course, it wasn't that being Little Red Riding Hood's dog was more enjoyable.

But rather a certain hint he got in his soul—

【Circular Regression: Little Red Riding Hood · Wolf's Disguise】

【Completion Progress of Unsealing Ceremony 1/5】

【You disguised yourself as a dog and fooled an experienced hunter—Goodness, how did you do it?】

Sure enough, choosing Little Red Riding Hood as the “Only Listener” was a good choice!

Look, he hasn't even left the forest yet, and she has already helped him complete part of the ceremony!

Although it was a bit degrading, the difference between a wolf and a dog wasn't that big anyway.

“Really? Uh, I mean, this is such a big deer…”

The old hunter was stunned for a moment, looked at the dead deer on the ground, and said hesitantly, “It’s very valuable.”

“No need!”

Little Red Riding Hood waved her hand, smiled and said, “This deer was originally injured by you, uncle, that’s why Poro was able to catch it.

And… my grandma told me that when you visit someone’s house, you have to bring a gift!”

The old hunter listened, was silent for a while, and finally laughed:

“What a lovely child, then uncle won’t be polite! I’ll stew the deer leg tonight and treat you well!”

“Okay, thank you, uncle.”

Little Red Riding Hood said in a crisp voice.

Then, she quietly turned her head back and winked at Poro.

In front of her, pages that only she and Poro could see appeared.

【Circular Regression: Little Red Riding Hood · Cute Girl】

【Completion Progress of Unsealing Ceremony 1/3】

【Thank those who give you help, that’s indeed what good children need to do!】