I Was Reincarnated In Another World As My Cringe MMO Avatar And I Met A Hellhound?!

"Well this is a bother." The hellhound thinks to herself, floating in the vacuum of space, surrounded by the debris of what used to be her personal ship. "I'm gonna miss my tournament... oh, and die, maybe? That's less important." She grumps, wrapping passion colored flame around Her probability covered fur. She doesn't need to eat or breathe persay, but she CAN get so bored she dies. She idly doggy paddles through the debris, collecting boxes lazily floating in the void. When she has all five she floats there, criss cross apple sauce, staring at a sun.

She stays there for a shockingly small amount of time, only a day, when a ship erupts out of warp next to her. Sleek of design but garish in color, covered in pictures of anime girls and annoying bumper stickers. It takes even less time for a panel to open and an arm to extend. A distressingly average looking young man is waiting to greet her on the other side of the hold's airlock. Shoulder length black hair and a space bomber jacket cover his space suit. He stares up at the hellhound and blinks. "Uhhh... welcome aboard? What are you?"

"A hellhound!" She barks, tail wagging. "And you're my savior, it seems. May I have a name?" "Ah, um..." he pauses for far too long. "... Edge. Edge... Kiss." She stares at him and collapses with laughter.

The two are sitting in the ship's common area. Decently spacious for two average sized bipeds, but decidedly cramped with the massive hellhound in it. "So... a demon, huh? That doesn't seem very sci-fi..." Edge mutters to himself. "Neither does an isekai boy." She replies.

"GEH!? H-How did you know?!" The hound grind sharply and leans over, pressing her face against Edge's chest and breathing in deeply. "You /smell/ like mundanity, silly boy. Also you just told me." Edge grumps back in his seat, using cheat level willpower to keep himself soft. "Well... fine. What's a demon doing just floating in space? Couldn't you just rip a portal open to where you need to go?" "Of course! But my cargo is too precious to risk harming like that."

"Oh, yeah. Your boxes... what's in them anyway? Demon eggs?" The hound grins again as she leans back away from Edge, pulling her five space-tight boxes from her fur and putting them down. With a dramatic flourish she presses the buttons that open them up to reveal hundreds of perfectly organized rectangles made of cardstock. "Your precious cargo is... trading cards?" He asks, an incredulous look on his average face. The Hound just looks obliviously smug. "There's a thriving intergalactic card gaming scene in this universe! That's why I came!!"

"I see... well, I can take you to your tournament." The hound smiles and leans back over against Edge, massive breasts pressed against his chest. "Oh, you really ARE my savior... you must let me repay you." "T-t-thats not.." a paw slaps across his mouth to silence the point. "Shut the fuck up and let me suck your cock." The cheat level willpower wanes and the isekai boy's cock strains against his pants average as the rest of him. Once it's in the hound's mouth it rapidly becomes cheat level, too. Hours pass before the hound is full and the boy can move again.

The two sit in the cockpit and set their coordinates. Before he can erupt into warp Edge turns to the hound. "I, um... I never did get a name." The hound gathers her flames so tightly they become a solid mass hiding her face. "If you laugh I'll kill you, okay?" "That's hardly fair." Edge retorts. "I'm a demon, I don't care! And... my name is... ghhhhhh... Jeanette."

Edge suppresses a chuckle and finally hits the button and the isekai boy with a cringey name and the mundanely named Hellhound take off.