Fluff.

Barghest fluff.

I needed it.

And as soon as I saw it, spawned in atop a pile of everything else as part of the rewards from the battle… I froze.

It looked… so…

Beautiful.

It was so… perfect. The fluff was as black as night, so soft looking, a sort of magical aura to it that portrayed a sense of danger…

It was perfect.

Not only that, but I recalled what the barghests were capable of. Their attacks caused permanent wounds that never went away until somebody was defeated. So if they bit me, for example, then I would have a bite injury that never heals until I die.

Following that logic…

If I were to rub the fluff of a barghest against my body, then that meant I should feel the fluff against me until I die! I should feel unending, soft fluff against whatever part of my body the fluff touches! It was only a perfectly logical conclusion to come to! If it didn’t work that way, then it was bad and needed changed!

“I’m holding you to your promise, Window,” I said as my hands hovered over the black fluff.

Window, now in her human form, cocked her head to the side. “What are you talking about?”

“The promise about unending fluff.”

“But I didn’t promise anything about unending fluff.”

“It’s not about what you actually promised, it’s about the narrative promise! For example! If you have an open world adventure game and you imply that there is a secret cave behind a waterfall, and then somebody runs into the waterfall, they should find a cave! But if they run into a solid wall and get hurt, then it’s a broken promise! Because it was previously established that an injury from a barghest lasts until death, then that implies, and promises, that the fluff will be unending as well!”

“The heck are you going on about?! Nobody promised anything like that! That’s just you being delusional and completely misinterpreting things and getting your hopes up! Nobody can be blamed for any disappointment you feel other than yourself!”

“No, Window! The audience is always right! Me being the audience in this case! If this were a book, and there was a gun hanging on the wall, and attention is brought to the gun, then it’s promising the reader of the book that the gun is eventually going to be used! In the same way, if you tell me about a permanent wound, and then give me fluff from the thing capable of causing permanent wounds, it’s only natural to assume they’re linked together!”

“Don’t rely on some Russian guy’s antiquated writing standard to justify your fluff dreams! And do you have any idea how much stuff has been brought up by now that we’ve still never gotten around to doing anything with?! Readers are going to start seeing through us and realize that the plot holes are actually accidental and not on purpose for the sake of being meta!”

“Silence, Window! Now is the time for—wait. Why’d you switch into your human form anyways?”

“Because last chapter was full of status windows. Those things make formatting a pain, so I’m going to chill in my human form for a bit.”

I looked down at her chest. Even though she had a loose shirt on, which still had a high enough neckline to not show off any cleavage, the fact that the shirt was bulged out and hanging down away from her stomach reminded me of just how busty she was despite how short she was.

And when she noticed me staring at her chest, Window gave me a smug smile and held a hand over her mouth. “You pervert. Not that I can blame you. My body is so irresistible that there’s no way a non-virgin virgin like you would be able to not stare at—”

I returned my attention to the barghest fluff and reached out to grab it.

“Hey! You’re supposed to be checking out your wife’s rocking bod!”

I picked up the fluff and felt like I could melt from happiness then and there. It was so soft, so warm, so pristine—it was everything that fluff should be. Was it possibly the fluffiest fluff to ever fluff? It was possible. Not only that, but because of it coming from an evil, magical being… I could feel the malice of the fluff.

Never would I have thought that evil fluff could have such a difference in its fundamental essence than regular fluff.

However, I needed to confirm something.

I needed to confirm that I wasn’t being lied to.

That was why I held the fluff up to my face, thoroughly rubbed it against my cheeks, and then set it back down to see if I would still feel the fluff even after I was no longer in contact with it.

And what happened next…

Was nothing.

I turned to stare at Window with murderous intent, fully intending to be as overly dramatic as possible about how I couldn’t feel the fluff against my face even when it wasn’t there, but I changed my mind when I saw her. I expected to see an unamused or neutral expression. Instead, when I looked at Window’s face… I saw her lips quivering with excitement and her eyes full of wonder as she stared up near the top of my head.

“What?” I asked, reaching up to touch my forehead. There wasn’t anything on me as far as I could tell, so I slid my hand farther up to above my bangs. Still nothing.

Meanwhile, Window began to stutter out, “Flu-fluff… fluffy…”

My hands slid farther and farther back to try and find what she was talking about until I discovered the reason.

Or rather, until I discovered the reasons.

As soon as I realized there were multiple reasons, I shot my other hand up to the top of my head so that each of my hands could investigate this new discovery.

Sticking out from the top of my head…

Was a pair of fluffy ears.

“Why—why are you crying?!” Window shouted, her eyes switching from focusing on my face and my new ears.

“Because… I’ve become the fluff,” I answered.

“But you already went through an arc where you became the fluff! And it was way more literal before!”

“But this is different! This is a whole new level! Growing fluffy ears is an entirely different thing than becoming a sentient ball of fluff! Especially because now I can harass my own fluff without anybody complaining! No consent is needed if they’re my own ears! I can touch them all day and night without needing anybody’s permission and without becoming a borderline villain!”

“But you’re already a villain. A… a really cute villain…”

I stopped fluffing my ears, but I did not let go of them. “Since when do you compliment me so easily?”

“It’s the power of the ears! How am I supposed to resist?! Those look way too good on you! And they’re not just cute, but they make you even hotter! Like… they make me think of those girls on the internet who see some new guy get added to a gacha game, and then they post on social media going ‘awoo bark bark bark please breed me bark bark’ and stuff because of how thirsty they get. That’s the effect your ears are having on me! Except I’m in enough control of my emotions to not freak out like that and to not let you know that’s what I’m thinking!”

I had to admit, one of my favorite things about Window was her telling me exactly how she felt without telling me exactly how she felt.

And if that was really how she felt on the inside, then I wanted to get her to act that way on the outside, too.

That was why I—only temporarily—let go of one of my ears so that I could grab Window by her chin to tilt her head back, leaning my own head down toward hers as I stared directly into her eyes. Her cheeks were already burning red at that point and her eyes were beginning to turn into hearts, and I hadn’t even brought out my ultimate weapon yet.

My ultimate weapon was leaning in closer and closer until our lips were almost touching, and then whispering… “Bark.”

“A-arf!” Window immediately shouted in response.

Window’s eyes then widened as she realized what she just did, her entire face turned pure red, and she passed out from embarrassment. I made sure to catch her and gently lower her to the ground before going back to groping my new ears.

Next, because I was curious about just what exactly my ears looked like, I spawned a mirror into existence for me to check them out with. They were like the ears of a wolf, their color black to match the natural color of my hair.

Not only that… but while looking in the mirror, I noticed something behind me.

A tail.

Naturally, I reached behind me to grab my tail, pull it to my front, and held it up in front of my face for me to rub against it.

I needed to feel it.

I needed to smell it.

I needed to taste it.

I needed to know everything there was about my tail!

But the most important thing to know was that it was fluffy!

“The god of fluff exists,” I cried, dropping to my knees. “There is no other way that such a beautiful day could have ever happened. I’ve never been one to call myself perfect, but now… now I’m perfect. It is impossible for me to get any better than this. I—wait.”

I looked at the unconscious Window.

Then I looked at the barghest fluff again.

If the fluff was able to give me the ears and tail of a wolf, then… if I rubbed it against Window…

I picked the fluff up and rubbed it against her face just like I did with mine. The way her nose twitched in response to the fluff brushing against it was pretty cute.

But even cuter than her twitching nose… were the ears that popped out from the top of her head. They were shaped just like mine but pink to match the color of her hair.

And because they were shaped just like mine… that meant they were fluffy just like mine.

Now, to any third-party observers, it probably would have looked pretty suspect that I was holding my wife’s unconscious body on my lap while I fondled and groped her new ears.

But I cared not for any such outside perspectives. All I cared about was her fluff.

That was when an even greater idea popped into my mind.

If the fluff was capable of giving me and Window fluffy ears and tails… then it should have been capable of fluffifying all of my wives.

What if I used it on somebody who was already fluffy like the dog sisters?

Or what if I used it on a cat girl like Clawdia?

Or what if…

What if…

How foolish of me.

The fluffiest of all my wives wasn’t even with us yet. If I was going to use the fluffifying fluff on one of my wives, it needed to be used on the fluffiest wife there was, and there was no wife fluffier at the moment than Claire, the fluffy bat butler who still needed conquering.

Standing up once more, leaving Window on the ground, I held my fist up into the air and decided that it was time to—

“Ehehe, now I’m fluffy like Mama!” a familiar voice called out.

When I turned to look at who it was, it was obviously Luca, and she was holding the very same fluff that turned me and her mother into fluffy-eared perfection.

Except now… even my own daughter had fluffy ears and a fluffy tail.

“Pa-Papa? Your—your expression is kind of scary,” Luca said, stepping back away from me.

Just because she was my daughter didn’t mean that she was safe from getting her fluff fluffed.

I stepped forward to pursue her, my hands reaching out in front of me to grab her as soon as I could, only to be stopped from chasing her as she ran away while giggling.

Looking down, I saw the hand of my wife wrapped around my ankle.

“Please…” Window pleaded, her voice weak, “spare… spare our daughter. She… doesn’t deserve it. Fluff… fluff me instead…”

Window was trying so hard to act emotional, like she was valiantly sacrificing herself for the sake of my daughter, but I would not let her desperate plea work against me.

And I knew exactly how to defeat her.

“Bark,” I ordered again.

“Arf!” Window barked before proceeding to pass out again.

Hearing her bark while having the ears and tail to go with it was even better. It even made me want to play with her fluff some more. However, I saw Luca in the distance hiding behind a tree poking her head out to look at me. She might have said my expression was scary, but she clearly wanted to play and get chased.

And a true fluffy-eared man would never disappoint his daughter!

If she wanted me to chase her so that I could fluff her ears and tail and have father-daughter bonding time before I went off to conquer another wife, then that was exactly what I was going to do!

I also noticed the rest of my wives, save for those in the basement still, standing off to the side staring at me with their own eyes full of wonder. I felt like I had a fan club of women just staring at me and checking me out from the sidelines.

The power of fluffy ears was not to be underestimated. Even Valkyria and Eliza were over there staring at the top of my head as if they wanted to make love to my ears. Then there was Vala who was just drooling while Honey held her hands over her mouth as Chloe took pictures with a camera that I had no idea where she got it from.

And then there was Postia. Postia also somehow managed to join where the club of fanwives was hanging out at, and she had a circular spot of red on each side of her box, probably to show she was blushing.

Well, as much as I wanted to spend time with my wives, that could be saved for after I played with my daughter.

Father-daughter bonding time, followed by husband-wives adult bonding time, followed by new-wife-conquering time.

By the end of the day, I was going to not only play with my daughter and make all my wives bark for me, but I was going to capture Claire and upgrade her fluff to an all-new extreme level!