Reborn Little Girl Won’t Give Up

Of course there are children in the lag dragon, and the children are stretched and raised with great care by the herd. This ranch also has children between the dragons it keeps, with a few smaller dragons, but bigger than that?

"Shit."

"Keye."

Unexpectedly leaked to me, Ragdragon squirted his nose out of the hook. You're the one who's small? Nothing. I'm not saying I'm not small. When I put my arms together and stood in the throne, I flirted with the Lagu dragon.

"Keye"

You said you weren't armed? Rude. Isn't it well organized? More than that, you're so small you can work?

"Sounds like we just got along. The truly all-vans go well with the lag dragon"

"Aye?"

"Keye?"

Neither me nor Lagu Dragon turned to your uncle's words.

"Look, don't you already feel like it"

Coincidence. I turn to the side of the puy and the lag dragon to the side of the puy. Many large lag dragons are leaning over so that they can deceive the lag dragon. He seems a little pissed off that the little one should take care of it. He also came to me with a few heads and gently followed me with his nose. You want us to get along?

"You may have been surprised by the smaller dragon, but that's the kind. The northern lag dragon is somewhat large, but there are smaller varieties. I can't carry very heavy baggage, but I'm nostalgic and small. It's a popular lag dragon for women."

Is that why? I might have been rude to think it was small or something. I unwrapped my arm.

"Keye."

You want me to know? Well, I'm a little busy, but fine.

"But uncle. Dragon riding is still too early for Leah. Even though Leah is no better at exercising than the other kids."

Oh, my God! I wonder when he was compared to the other kids. The same generation shouldn't have been around. They may not like it, but they don't like it. In this world where there is no physical education, it makes no sense to care about ratings or anything else. I like to move, so I don't mind at all.

"That's where this comes in. Put the basket on!

When your uncle gave the instructions well, he put on a separating basket used to carry the load. They put me on this at the border, but now. Seems a little different.

"It's supposed to be a basket for loading, but it's a good chair shape, and when you get into this back string, your body is fixed. Rag dragons don't fall out of the basket when they fly. You're well trained, you'll be fine."

"Is it a basket, not a dragon rider? But what about the balance between left and right?"

"I have a few things I intend to put at my feet to balance. Also, even though it's a small lag dragon, you can afford one adult on the left and right basket."

"That means"

"For example, Luke and Leah and I can walk dragons together."

Oh, my God! My brother looked at me with a glittering eye.

"Leah, this is"

"What is this?"

"Let's ride!

"Aye!"

"Wait a minute."

Your father stopped me, and for a moment, your father and the caretaker of the lag dragon decided to try it on. Ragdragon looked disgusting to be honest, but still honestly put people on board.

"Proceed!"

"Keye."

When Lagudragon spoke unmotivated, he nevertheless began to run through the ranch for good. Your father is letting you walk all over the place with his left hand instruction to the right. Eventually he came back. The dragon doesn't seem tired at all.

"You're beautifully trained, father-in-law"

"You bet. You bet."

Your uncle seems proud.

"But to get a two-year-old Leah on..."

"Keye."

Ragdragon exhales when he wonders if he's making a fool of himself. But what your father says is best.

"Maju, Ootsu Marunou"

"Leah and Dad? Well, then."

"Father! That's sloppy!

"But it was last summer that Luke was able to ride alone."

My brother seems to regret it, but that's what he said and gave it up.

"Then let your father ride, me and Leah, if you think it's okay"

"Well, what's up"

I stared up at your father.

"Ugh."

I stepped closer and stared. Another push.

"Ouch..."

"Okay. In the meantime, why don't you take a ride?"

"Aye!"

When your father instructed the caretaker to run by his side on the lag dragon, he repositioned the string and fixed me first. Now I've got it fixed, but as long as the string position is fixed from the start, all I have to do is put my body through here. The basket, tailored to the chair from the beginning, is cushioned and comfortable to ride. When I saw signs of your father riding next door, my eyes met with your father over the back of a lag dragon. Outreach near. and fun.

"Move slowly"

"Keye"

The lag dragon began to move slowly. This feeling is the same as when I was traveling on the border. The dragon proceeded to take, and there was usually a mill next door, and Alistair in front.

"Arishuta"

How are you doing? When your father glanced at me, he called out to the lag dragon.

"Run."

The lag dragon gets faster. The edge of the ranch is fast approaching. Big bends along the fence. It takes gravity to the side. I've never even experienced anything like this on the border.

"Shh!

I laughed cackly. The wind flushes forehead hair back. Winter cold air blows everything away.

Ragdragon stopped quietly when he came in front of everyone, even if your father didn't say anything.

"Father!

"Mm-hmm. Looks fine. When riding with Luke, it's forbidden to run, but you'll be fine for a normal ride"

"Yay!

My brother is happier flying up. And the dragon riding with my brother was fun. We can chat. But it's cold in the middle of winter. Don't let your body get too cold, now it's over. The rest will be named.

"Are you hungry?

"Is that my dragon? Nothing in particular."

Yeah? Even if it's someone's dedicated dragon, it doesn't mean much to an individual because they share consciousness in a herd. So I don't even give it a name. Speaking of which, I never even saw anyone with a dragon on their own in Trent Force.

"How do I do that?

"You can ask the dragon caretaker. But my father prepared something nice for your grandfather's present."

"What?

Whoa, when I get alarmed, the word is still a word.

"What?"

"You don't have to say it again. Well, good. Here."

What your father offered you on the palm of his hand was a small whistle, chained in thin gold.

"This..."

"I would have blown it on the border. Strange sound, grass whistle."

When I received it softly, I put it on my mouth.

"Huh."

No sound.

"Blow harder."

"Aye."

That's right. Even the grass whistle won't make a sound if you're reluctant. I breathed in strongly.

"Pooh."

"Keye."

"Pooh, Pooh,"

"Keye, Keye"

The lug dragon sounds as the whistle goes.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The wind blows across. I hear a fellow laugh.

"You don't have to forget. Forget it."

Your father put a chain of whistles around my neck, adding even the extra.

"I don't miss you. Ragdragon is always one of us."

"Grandpa"

Your uncle seems satisfied. This is how friends and dragons showed up safely.