"Stop!"
In a corner of the park, Artoria watched the little fellow covered in grass clippings charge toward her. Her face turned stern as she issued a serious command.
"Woof~!"
At the crisp reprimand, the Samoyed dug in its paws and came to an abrupt stop, obediently standing in place. Its bright black eyes looked happily toward the person feeding it, like a soldier awaiting inspection.
"Lie down!"
"Woof woof!"
"Roll over!"
"Woof!"
"Shake hands!"
"Hah hah..."
As the black-clad king crouched down and issued command after command, the white Samoyed understood perfectly. It obeyed its feeder's every word and faithfully completed all of the king's orders.
"Good job, Cavas II! You've passed! Here, this is your reward. Eat up."
Delighted by the white Samoyed's flawless performance, Artoria immediately opened the paper bag, took out chicken wings and burgers, and handed out its reward.
Having received permission, the little thing no longer suppressed its instinct to eat. It rushed forward, snatched up the food, and lowered its head to feast.
While the white Samoyed lay on the grass eating, Artoria, unable to hold herself back, reached out to stroke its smooth fur and brush away the grass clippings and dirt stuck to its body.
The dog was remarkably perceptive as well. It obediently lay flat to be petted, occasionally letting out happy little whines in response to Artoria's affection.
Under the hazy moonlight, the person and dog on the grass formed a harmonious, heartwarming scene.
Meanwhile, Samael, who had been left in the car, watched the pair having the time of their lives and could not help feeling a little depressed.
"So you took a detour and brought me here in the middle of the night? Don't tell me you came all this way just to feed it?"
"Of course