"There's no way you can get breast milk out of a man's me!

Somebody tell this rat about the human body.

"Hi-ha-ha!!

"Oh, whoa. No, no. I'm not mad at you."

My sister, who responded to my yelling voice, raised her voice even more in my arms and cried out.

"You didn't say a word about letting me suck your milk, did you?

Mockingjay Mouse Things Alba Germain shook his head jealously with the hands of those who did not have the wand on his forehead.

The mouth is naked.

Don't touch anything, you rodent.

"What you do is assist with breastfeeding. He's a father, that's for sure, isn't it?

"Um! Me and this guy meet today for the first time, and I'm not proud of it, but I've never even touched a woman other than my mother!

"Don't be really proud of me. He's a pitiful eldest. You were hotter when your father was younger."

Shut up! Dad, shut up!

"Yikes. You must be the father of these children. [M] Let's talk while we breastfeed. The kids are pathetic."

"Oh, uh, Kaoruhei-san"

Aoinoun pulls the sleeve of my clothes.

"Your uncle doesn't say anything appropriate about dragons. My mother said not to believe anything else. And no one knows anything more about dragon species than your uncle."

"You too, don't you know a little too much!? This is about your kid!?

Whatever it is, I don't even know how to feed a baby.

"Oh, you know. Dragon species rarely increase. Until yesterday, I was the youngest dragon, and"

Aoinoun glanced red at his face.

"Sa, it was my first spawning period, and it was faster than a regular dragon. My mother didn't expect me to have kids so soon, and she promised me she'd tell me everything the next time I saw her."

"After all, it looks like that kid didn't teach you. Well, I couldn't help but think that Aoi was going to lay her eggs and let her live even more."

Alba Germain put his arms together and tilted his neck.

I was exaggerating the action.

"Well, where's your mother?"

"The last time I saw him was forty years ago. I don't know where you are right now..."

Hmm?

"Forty years ago?

Is that it?

"The wind is waiting for you. A dragon is a very long life."

Huh?

Officer Dougie told me as he traveled through the collision "Tsugatsu".

"Aoinoun, you. How many now?"

"Huh? I think he's about 250."

Ha.

"Ahhhhhhh!?

You're lying! I don't care where you look from, you just look younger than me!!

Shohei's face appears from beyond the collision "Tsutsumi" when I am severely wolfed after being drained of my liver.

"Brother, you should study a little. It's not common sense, but if it's normal, I know it."

"Don't tell him, Shohei. It's something I don't learn at school. If I were normal, I'd be the type to talk about friends and stuff. I don't know about dragon legends and rumors."

My father gave me a sad look and slapped me on the shoulder.

"Friends, you can't help not being here. Cheer up."

"Ugh, shut up!!

Don't console me!

"Look, I'm ready. I can't watch you cry anymore, so come on, brother. I don't know, but you need your brother, right?

So! Why am I the father!

"Please. Your uncle knows more about dragons than we do about ourselves. Because."

Aoinoun looked at Aruba Germain on his own arm and turned his gaze back on me.

"There's only one doctor in the world who specializes in dragon breeds."