Dragon’s Legacy

Dragon Lunamos

“Brother!"

Aru, who was always watching the comic book, reacted as soon as the poem came in. Aru hugged the poem and rubbed his body. Since the poem and aru always spent such time in front of the door, during the time, the eggs quickly turned off the internet window they were looking at. It was as quick as when my parents came in after watching a dirty video.

“What were you watching the eggs? ”

Sitting on the bed, the poet lightly lifted his aru and sat between his knees.

“Yes? What? ”

The egg looks back and answers while looking at the computer desktop with nothing on it. I moved the mouse meaninglessly on a screen with nothing. Even though my parents didn't know it well, the situation couldn't be ignored.

“You turned something off in a hurry when I came in. What was that?”

“I've never done that. ”

The voice of the disturbance trembles.

“Were you looking at something dirty? I thought eggs didn't like that, but I'm surprised. ”

“It's not like that! Don't say anything weird. ”

The poem's absurd words caused the eggs to turn their heads and look at the poem. The egg's face is quite frowny.

“It's okay. I don't care about that. But Aru doesn't see that kind of lewdness, does he? I don't want Aru to look like an egg. ”

The poem touched the aru ball and said.

“Dirty? Aroo saw it too. ”

Aru showed me the comic book next to him. There were two handsome men with shirts facing each other. I never knew that Aroo saw this. I made fun of the eggs and realized something unexpected. Although it was a bit of a shock, I decided to understand and move on because I didn't like celebrities or boy dolls.

“No! I was just watching my cartoon reactions. ”

At this rate, the egg was forced to reveal the truth to the poem because it was confirmed that it was more obscene than it was. I tried to put it up unknowingly and show it if it was a good reaction and if it was bad, I didn't think it would turn out like this.

“Already? What's your reaction? Show me. ”

The poem sitting on the bed lifted up the aru that was sitting between his knees and approached the egg. Even though the egg lay at home all day and was a cornerstone cartoonist, she always washed well, so her body smelled good.

“Ahh... ”

She sighed as if she had no choice but to show him the bulletin board on her portal site. I didn't want to show it, but there was no denying it here.

“Come out for a second. Take a good look.”

The egg bites his lip tightly and gives way to a chair. He wore short shorts to reveal his charming thighs. The eyes of the poem automatically follow the thighs of the egg, but the egg itself trembles slightly with tension. It was because I had already imagined the reaction of the poem.

“Mmmm... ”

The poem began to see cartoons painted by the eggs gradually. I've been wanting to ask Chanmei or Eunji something lately, but I didn't know it was because of the cartoons.

I definitely felt a little familiar with the content. I did not create something completely new, but I felt like I had heard a story from girls around me and abandoned it to the main story. The picture was good enough to hurt my mouth and the story was fine. When the girl who was abused by her mother met a man, she drew a process of healing her wounds and realizing her love, but there was no great objection to the sight of the poem. However, it was very strange to describe the love of men and women. I crossed that line to a degree that people would not care to see.

“My heart is like lava flowing now. Touch my chest. ”

The poem saw the comic book's male protagonist confessing to the woman and read it. I wondered what kind of thinking it would take to write that line.

“Huff... ”

When the poem read the ambassador, the egg vomited out a groan.

“Isn't this line a little weird? Why are you writing this expression? You don't see any cartoons like this, do you? ”

“ ……. ”

The egg's face turns red. I can't breathe.

“And this kisser is acting really weird. Did you really think you could kiss me like this? ”

The expression was too diverse, such as kissing and kissing underwater in a pose where the male and female protagonists couldn't be in real life. The poem seems unacceptable, but the egg from another planet seems to have her own senses.

The cartoons in the background of the Middle Ages were well drawn, but the modern background still seemed to be overwhelming.

“No offense, but I'm a little curious about what you think. ”

I asked the egg as if I didn't really know the situation, even though it was more pressing.

“ ……. ”

The eggs were silent. He lowers his head. When it came to cartoons, he had more pride than anyone else, but the result seemed unbearable.

“You told me this would teach me, right? ”

“Yes……. ”

Surprisingly, the egg replied softly. I was so proud and ashamed that I couldn't stand it, but I realized I wouldn't be able to make any progress at this rate. I was angry, but now I wanted to be better trained by the poem and draw comics. But even though I thought like this, I couldn't help but be annoyed by the poem. The egg looks fat.

“Now let's do the line you drew in the cartoon. ”

The poem sat next to the egg. He raises his hand up the jaw of the egg to see his face. Tears were watering in the eyes of the egg. I felt sorry for him, but the situation was a bit exciting because of this strange look that was different from usual.

“My heart is like lava flowing now. Touch my chest. ”

The poem recited the lines we just saw. As a cartoon, I know you want to write a more emotional dialogue that is different from reality, but nonetheless, it was too much.

“Huff... Don't. Why do you keep doing that? * Sobbing * ”

Eventually, a tear fell from the large eyes of the egg.

The poem was quite embarrassed because he did not think the eggs would cry. I just wanted to read the dialogue and teach him how unrealistic it was. The fact that the eggs were crying looked very pretty and attractive, unlike usual, did not make the situation sound bad enough on purpose.

“Sorry. I didn't mean to... ”

The poem tried to hug the crying egg. Then the egg pushed the poem lightly with its arms. However, the poem hugged the egg again, and this time the egg did not refuse.

“I was trying to be nice.... I didn't mean to... (* Sobbing *) ”

Aggravated by people's comments and reactions to the poetry, the eggs shed tears. I kept on flowing without stopping tears. The poem's t-shirt was wet wet. The poem gently stroked the back of the egg.

Aru looks at the crying eggs and touches his head.

“Don't cry. I'm crying, too. * Sigh * ”

As the egg sobs, Aroo cries and begins to cry.

When it came to this, the situation seemed as if he had done something very bad. The poem wiped away Aru's tears as well. The poem said nothing here. It didn't mean much to me to say.

Both of them had to cry for a while before they calmed down. If other women had seen this, they would have asked what was happening in the poem.

“Are you feeling better? ”

“Yes, I'm sorry. ”

After crying for a long time, the eggs return to their cold form. I don't know if that's the case in this situation, but I cried and the eggs looked weaker than usual, so I liked the poem. I first noticed that eggs were surprisingly pretty when I cried.

“Has Aru gotten better? ”

“Yes. * sigh *... Then why are you crying? ”

Aru, who did not even know why he was crying, saw the eggs and asked. However, the spawning did not tell Aru why because it was embarrassing to explain.

“But no matter how much you cry, it's a promise. When are you going to get an education? Looks like it's going to be a tough day. ”

Surprisingly, it was not a woman's nature to let her cry.

“Tomorrow. I'll clear my head a bit today. ”

“Got it."

The Pope left the Chamber of Eggs. The poem returned to his room, wondering how to train him to lay eggs.

The next day, the eggs quietly avoided the situation. When I ate breakfast, I didn't even make eye contact with the poem. As soon as I ate, I went back to my room without looking at the poem. I thought it was a promise or not, but surprisingly, everyone else went to school and went to work, so I came to the poetry room myself.

“There you are."

“I made a promise yesterday. I have to keep it. ”

Yesterday, I was so expressionless that I didn't think it was an egg that cried like that.

“Come and sit down. ”

At the words of the poem, the egg sat quietly on the bed. He was wearing the same thin teas and short shorts as usual. Sleek legs and a discreetly shining brassiere attracted the attention of the poem. I was dressed in plain clothes, but the face and body of the eggs were unusual.

“I thought about it yesterday. I don't know how to teach you, how to teach you. ”

“Yes.”

Although the poem purposely said the word assistant as a mistake, it did not reveal the emotion of the words on the face of the egg. Even with this face, the machine was even more expressionless than usual.

“I'm kidding. I'm kidding. Haha.”

“ ……. ”

I only laughed at the poem.

“Well, what you lack, after all, is a way of expressing your love for a man and a woman, loving each other, and loving each other. ”

“Yes.”

The egg replies expressionlessly.

“Everything else is great. Stories, personalities. Especially shadows. ”

“Yes.”

The egg repeats only the same answer like a machine.

“So just ask me to have sex first. ”

“Yes?”

The tone of the disturbance has changed. He asked what nonsense he was talking.

“I'm kidding. I'm kidding. Say you love me, not sex. You know how you feel when you say that, right? ”

While the jokes of the intermediate mixed poetry were quite disturbing, the eggs agreed with the opinion of the poem itself. How would you feel without even saying that?

The egg looked at the poem. The poem and eyes met. The eyes of the poem glanced over his mind. The egg tries to tell you that it loves you when it sees the poem, but you feel ashamed of it and say nothing but that.

“ ……. ”

“You don't? ”

After just staring for a long time, the poem asked the egg if it wouldn't do it.

“I'll do it.”

The eggs settled again. And I opened my mouth to say I love you.

“Sa… sa……"

I couldn't speak a word. I didn't know it was so hard and embarrassing to say I love you. How ashamed to say it to someone you really like? The eggs had never felt this way before.

“I can't.”

The eggs eventually gave up.

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