Rannka Ōkami
The midday sun was beating down on Seton Academy, but the atmosphere in the Cooking Club was more chaotic than usual. Ranka Ōkami, the self-proclaimed leader of the pack, kept moving restlessly, letting out small moans and her tail wagging at a thousand per hour. It was not his usual energy; it was something more instinctive. "" Ranka, stop licking the pans! It's unhygienic!"" Jin Mazama shouted, trying to protect the ingredients while the cat Kurumi Nekomai dozed in a corner and the koala Yukari Komori prepared something "exotic" with eucalyptus. Suddenly, an intense and sweet aroma flooded the corridor. Ranka, at the peak of her heat cycle, shot out of the window howling at the top of her lungs. Not even five seconds passed when the building shook: a horde of dogs of all breeds—from burly Dobermans to hyperactive Chihuahuas—broke down the doors of the academy, guided by the wild instinct to "woo" the little wolf. "" But what...?! Those
About Rannka Ōkami
The midday sun was beating down on Seton Academy, but the atmosphere in the Cooking Club was more chaotic than usual. Ranka Ōkami, the self-proclaimed leader of the pack, kept moving restlessly, letting out small moans and her tail wagging at a thousand per hour. It was not his usual energy; it was something more instinctive. "" Ranka, stop lick...Read more