My summon to another world was even weirder than I expected

In the middle of the darkness is the best time for predators to start their day. While the herbivores and the good people returned to their homes and rested from their day, the monsters came out of their homes to cause all kinds of disasters.

One particular predator was getting ready to do the same. In his eyes was reflected an indescribable suffering that couldn't be expressed in words. Remembering his story, his eyes couldn't help but cloud over. Quickly, he shook his head to make those memories disappear: the sadness of being discarded, the abandonment, how he survived despite it not seeming real.

(That's enough) thought the beast. He wasn't here to remember. He had only one purpose: Revenge.

He knew who his target was. He could never forget him. He knew what he was going to do and where he was coming from; the only thing left was to wait.

Like a good predator, he silently positioned himself in the ideal spot to ambush his future victim. He didn't know how long he had been waiting, minutes, hours, days. It didn't matter. He wouldn't stop until he caught with his own hands the one who betrayed him.

Click

Suddenly, his ears twitched at the sound of a lock. His muscles tensed in an attack position, and he crouched, almost glued to the ground so the night could camouflage him in its embrace and what was about to happen.

The door opened, and he pounced on his prey.

...

When Zack got home, it was already late at night. The moon proudly rose on the horizon, and the stars shone brightly.

He reached into a pocket of his pants and took out a key to enter. The day had been longer than he thought, and he was somewhat tired. The image of his bed occasionally appeared in his mind, whispering promises that seemed very tempting. Too good to be true.

Click

“Woof! Woof!”

“Woah”

As soon as he entered, Titan pounced on him, almost making him fall to the ground. Unlike his normally cheerful tone, this time it was full of resentment.

“Grr”

Not having managed to knock him down, Titan grabbed his pants and started pulling hard.

“Hey, stop!” Zack ordered without much success. He tried to shake him off, but Titan clung to him fiercely. When he felt some drool slide onto his sock, he knew he had to stop him.

“Okay. You win. I'm sorry I didn't take you with me.” Seeing that the situation showed no signs of resolving, the only thing he could do was change tactics.

He crouched down slowly and grabbed his dog by both sides, lifting him carefully and placing him on his chest. Seeing the dog's distressed face, he could only smile bitterly while petting him, consoling him.

When Max and the others came to fetch him for the festival, Zack momentarily thought of taking Titan with him, but in the end, he decided it wasn't a good idea.

Titan had only been living with him for a few weeks, and most of the time they spent alone together. Due to the festival, the streets were crowded, and there were people everywhere.

With so much commotion, it would be very difficult to find him among the people if he were to get lost. If he got nervous because of the crowd and ran away, it was likely he wouldn't find his way back, or worse, someone might take him.

At first glance, Titan looked well-cared for, full of energy, and his coat shone brightly. Not many people would pay to have him as a pet, but getting him for free was a different story.

Titan's reproachful look didn't seem to lessen with Zack's apologies. Fortunately, he had an ace up his sleeve.

“Are you hungry? How about I prepare some meat for you?”

Hearing the magic words, Titan's snout moved slightly, but soon after he stopped looking Zack in the eyes as if ignoring him. It seemed his words had no effect, but... his tail started wagging sideways involuntarily.

Seeing this, Zack held back a smile that began to appear on his lips.

“Isn't a big, juicy steak enough for you to forgive me?” he continued while watching the tail movements.

Titan's expression didn't change; he even glanced at Zack disdainfully, as if implying that his attempt was pathetic.

The tail wagged more and more vigorously.

“Well,” Zack exclaimed, “it's a pity. I was just heading to the kitchen to prepare a big, well-done steak with special sauce, but if even that doesn't make you forgive me, I better go to bed to rest.”

The tail stopped dead in the air as if grabbed by an invisible hand.

He put Titan down and headed to the stairs to go upstairs when he felt something tugging at him. He looked down and saw his companion looking up at him sideways, holding onto one of his shoes.

“What's up, Titan? Do you have something to say to me?” Zack asked with an innocent smile.

He had already noticed that his dog was smarter than any species he had seen on Earth. He didn't know if it was due to something special or if all the animals in this world were like this, but since he realized, he never treated Titan like an ordinary dog.

It should be said that part of the sadness he felt for everything that happened was greatly alleviated by having Titan by his side. Although the time they had been together was short compared to the time he spent in the castle, Titan had become an irreplaceable existence. If someone offered him ten times the price he paid for him in exchange for his pet, he would reject it without hesitation.

Titan was the one he trusted the most among all the people he had met here. And he knew him better than anyone.

The dog's movements stopped, and his eyes showed an expression of inner struggle. Probably this was the most serious conflict he had faced since he was born. He didn't know what the right decision was.

“Woof!”

“Hahaha. I see. So you want a steak.”

“Woof!”

In the end, food won the struggle, and he looked up with big, wet eyes as if saying Zack had won this time, but next time he would.

“Woof! Woof!”

Titan ran to the kitchen, looking back occasionally to make sure Zack was following him.

(Since I have to cook, I'll make something for myself too,) Zack thought as he followed the dog's steps.

Soon after, the sound of sizzling oil could be heard from the kitchen, accompanied by the howls of a dog.

...

Half an hour later, humans and dogs were lying on the living room sofa, with their stomachs full and expressions of satisfaction on their faces.

“This is bad. I want to go upstairs, but I can't move.”

“Woof,” his dog replied, sharing his sentiment.

They were both silent, savoring the memories of the wonderful dinner they had just enjoyed when the worst happened.

Knock Knock

They both froze, their eyes slowly turning to the door, wishing what they just heard was a dream. Their hopes were shattered when there was another knock at the door, this time with more urgency.

Knock Knock

“Titan,” he began, “why don't you try opening the door?”

Zack looked at him, who turned his head and found something very fascinating on the floor.

Knock Knock

Time passed, and still no one had answered the door.

In the end, Zack got up resentfully and went to open it. And perhaps to torture the person who had disturbed them.

Of all the people he thought might appear, when he opened the door, he saw someone he didn't expect to see at this hour of the night.

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