My Dad Is Too Strong

Saturday morning.

"Well, have a safe trip."

Seol Yoon-hee smiles and waves her hand.

Today is the day when Dojun, Carthiel and Byul go to the first floor of the center to do business.

Besides, they say they will come late on Sunday evening. As I stayed in the center for a day, I thought I should prepare a big backpack because I had a lot to bring with me, such as clothes to change, toiletries, and snacks.

Dojun showed the artifact and put it in one by one.

It was amazing that even the bulky stuff went right into that tiny pocket.

Flash!

Soon after, the central talisman was used, and a subtle light was wrapped around their bodies.

With the flash, he vanished from the porch as if he had not been there from the start.

Seol Yun-hui turned and crouched in the corner and walked toward Yong-yong, who was depressed.

"You can come with me next time, don't be so upset."

Yong-yong, who lost in rock-paper-scissors, will play the role of protecting his house.

Seol Yun-hee felt cute looking at him in a depressed mood, and opened the veranda door wide and prepared to do the housework. First of all, let's take care of the dishes piled up in the sink after breakfast.

I was going to walk to the kitchen with that in mind.

Oh no!

She was reeling from dizziness at the moment.

I put one hand on the sofa, balanced it, and put my hand on my forehead.

She had been feeling a little under the weather since last night and thought she would get better in the morning, but somehow her cold symptoms got worse.

Cold medicine will cure you.….'

Open the drawer, take out a pill, swallow it on the spot.

While sitting up, she collapsed on the floor feeling extreme anemia.

Her consciousness gradually faded and her eyes closed.

And Yong-yong, who was squatting in the corner, was seen running this way in surprise.

Yoonhee!

The voice sounds vague.

Like you're drowning in the water.

The sound of the surrounding area was blocked and the darkness came.

***

Flapping!

I can feel something cold on my forehead.

In addition, a cold liquid flowed along the cheeks.

While lying in bed, Seol Yun-hee regained consciousness and slowly opened her eyes.

".........."

Some strange man is staring at him.

Blinking my eyes, I began to figure out what the hell was going on.

Once this was the main room of the house, he was lying in bed.

And a situation in which an exotic-looking young man with long hair of detection looks gravely down at himself.

"Are you feeling better? Anyway, humans are weak."

The man scratched his head as if he were annoyed, and approached Seol Yoon-hee. No, to be exact, I extended my hand.

Surprised, she raised her upper body, then stepped back hurriedly, touching her palm on the bed sheet, she stammered.

"Who, who, who, who?"

Seol Yoonhee, who chewed her tongue out of embarrassment, was crying.

He covered himself with both hands. I'm sure you've made sure you've cracked down on!

The man said, 'Huh?' and frowned irritably.

And said.

"It's for use."

"......yes?"

"So, it's dragon.

"......Yongyong?"

"Yes."

Seol Yoon-hee blinked as if she could not believe it.

Long detection, sharp eyes. dressed in a suit that looks like a coat

On the back of the hand of a strange man who claimed to be Yong-yong himself, there was a number.

Pong!

There was a moment of smoke.

The man is gone nowhere.

He returned to his usual use.

"How's it going? Am I right?"

"Gee, it's real?"

Pong!

Polymorph in human form again.

Seol Yoon-hee's eyes widened when she first saw Yong-yi's human form.

"Oh, why? Why all of a sudden?"

Although there was no sense of incompatibility as Carthiel often moved back and forth from the appearance of the mini dragon to the form of a human being, the way Yong-yong changed into a human form felt very unfamiliar to her.

Yong-yong scratched his head and picked up a wet towel that fell on the bed sheet.

"Because it's hard to nurse like that before. Besides, there's no owner. You don't have to be cute."

".........."

Water dripped from the wet towel in Yong-yong's hand.

As soon as the coldness from my forehead and the liquid that was flowing through my cheeks were revealed.

Seol Yun-hee had a headache due to the gap between her appearance as she knew Yong-yong.

"Well, so all the cute things you've been doing so far have been acting?"

Yong-yong's eyes are sharp and his voice is low-pitched, which makes him a little scary. And the way he talks has become a little harder than before.

Come to think of it, it was similar to when I first met Yong-yong.

"Kkeut. That's right. I pretended to be cute to live. I'm the Great Dragon Road. Of course, it's supposed to be taciturn, weighty, and charismatic to receive everyone's fear and awe at once."

"......Oh, yeah."

What a concept.

Seol Yun-hee held back her laughter.

It looks like this only because Yong-yong was sure inside.

"What do you think, cool?"

Seol Yoon-hee was watching Yong-yong who was drunk.

With his chin in his mouth for a moment, he seemed to be thinking about something.

Soon he smiled and said,

"Yes, indeed, Dragon Lord!"

As expected of Dragon Lord.

That means.

I've forgotten about.

It was a sweet flattery enough to fill the self-esteem as Dragon Lord.

Yong-yong's expression was indescribably colored with joy.

***

Pavabak!

Pour a bag of food waste into the container.

The inlet is closed.

Bam!

The current balance is 85,000 won.

"Hoot."

Collect the card for using the food waste disposal unit and put it in the pocket.

Yong-yong was laughing and threw the envelope into the [vinyl] separate collection box.

They began to sort the piles of garbage in boxes into separate collection boxes.

Separate the pet bottle from the glass bottle and separate the paper from the plastic.

"Lulu."

Moon Byul hums her favorite Pororong theme song.

At that time, the security guard who was organizing the box tilted his head and approached Yong-yong.

I greeted him first because I thought he was a new resident.

"Hello. Have you moved in yet?"

"Yes?"

"I've never seen you before.…."

"Hahaha. I'm Yongyong."

"......yeah?"

The guard looked at Yong-yong with a blank look on his face.

Yong-yong is a pet that a young man named Lee Do-joon who lives in Room 301.

"Lululu. The Great Dragon Lord is coming out."

humming back to the villa

The security guard scratched his head looking at the adult's back.

***

"The Great Dragon Lord. Could you give me a glass of water?"

cried Seol Yoon-hee, who was lying in bed.

Yongyong, who was watching TV in the living room, got up and got water from the water purifier.

Entering the main room, I handed the cup of water to Seol Yoon-hee.

"Thank you."

"Hoot. This is a piece of cake for the great Dragon Lord."

"You're great, too. Oh, I think the laundry is done when I open the washing machine, so could you hang it on the drying rack?"

"Okay. I'll let the great Dragon Lord do it!"

"Oh, bring me a glass of water."

"Yes."

Yongyong recovered the cup and put it in the sink.

I took out the laundry from the washing machine and began to hang it on the drying rack on the veranda.

Bang! Bang!

After straightening out the dried clothes.

Hang it on the drying rack and fix it with a clothespin.

"Seodanggae" was no less than a piece of cake for Yong-yong, a human form of hanging out laundry, who could always just imitate what Seol Yoon-hee and Carthiel did.

That evening.

Seol Yoon-hee, who was able to rest well thanks to Yong-yong's housework, was improving rapidly. Proud of her, Seol Yun-hee made braised short ribs for Yong-yong for dinner tonight, but when she ate, Yong-yong turned into a mini-dragon again.

Put braised short ribs on top of the rice.~ Mix braised short ribs with rice~

Seol Yoon-hee smiled and mixed rice and braised short ribs into Yong-yong's exclusive dog bowl.

"But why do you eat like that when you eat?"

"Because it tastes better here." I'm telling you, dog food bowls are the best.

"......Ah. Yeah."

Whoo-hoo!

Did you have a hard day?

Yongyong puts his head in a dog bowl and eats Braised Short Ribs hard.

That's so cute, Seol Yoon-hee smiled unknowingly.

When I first saw Yongyong in the morning, I was a bit scared.

Yong-yong's essence seemed to remain unchanged.

"You did a great job when you ate it all right? You want to bring your notebook?"

"Huh?"

"I helped you with the housework today, so I'm going to take it for you."

Yong-yong smiled at me.

said, clearing his throat.

Not really? I didn't mean it. I'll take it.

***

Meanwhile, the first floor of the center.

The night sky is embroidered with stars like a galaxy.

Tap tap tap tap!

a burning bonfire

Byul was sleeping in her sleeping bag.

Dojun sat in front of the bonfire and looked at the illustrated book of Interpreting Saataraxia.

an interpreter who has already filled 40 percent Dojun took something out of Ibela's pocket. It was a wooden plaque inscribed with the words "gwiwon."

[The target cannot be verified.]

Just in case, I'll try using an interpreter again.

Again, no information was available, and the wooden tablet was put back in its pocket.

Tadak.

Carthiel, who was looking at the bonfire.

watching the blazing fire on the firewood

Suddenly, the image of Izas in the past came to mind.

"......Isaas seems to have changed a lot since he came to Earth."

Dojun threw a firewood next to him into the bonfire.

At that moment, the flames flared up and then subsided again.

"Really?"

"You were taciturn, you were cool. He hardly ever changed his expression....... in my memory, Master Izaas......... you were full of charisma. All dragons admired and feared at the same time."

"I see. Is that your nature?"

"Yes. As far as I know. "You had a coercive side, but..."

Carthiel went on to say.

"So everyone must have been surprised when the dragons first met Monk Isaas on Earth. He must have wondered if he was the one he knew. Personality doesn't change that easily.…."

Dojun murmured, recalling his days with Yong-yong.

"You don't change your temper easily."

***

The next day, dinner.

Returning from the first floor of the center, Dojun took his luggage out of Ibela's pocket.

changed clothes, used towels, and other things.

Seol Yun-hee welcomed Do-jun, who returned home.

"Have you been well?"

"Yes. Did anything happen?"

"Yes. Oh, Yong-yong helped me a lot with the housework."

"Really?"

Dojun rolled up round on the rug in the living room and looked at Yong-yong sleeping.

And you did a good job sticking out a little bit under Yong-yong's stomach. Take out your notebook slightly.

Looks like you filled up quite a bit over the weekend.

크....... 크큭. Great... ...Dear Dragon Lord....... Kaul....."

Dojun giggles.

I covered him with a blanket.