Succubus-san’s Life in Another World

Inside the cave it is as if it were an ant's nest, parted into several small rooms. According to Sierra's description, each small room has a different purpose, and it seems that each has a private room in a dragon. Of course when I say small room, every one of them is a dragon size, so it's pretty big. Originally this cave was a natural thing, but they spread it through generations to this size with their own hands.

It's called inheriting a nest from generation to generation, improving it so that it can live on its own, the dragon heard of it as a smart warcraft, but it's more than I imagined. The conversation with Sierra is still a roaring word, but what you can feel from it makes you feel even courteous in your intelligence.

Walking in Sierra's lead, you can see what the dragons are up to. Something stares at Urania with eggs, and sometimes she roars, but Sierra roars at those dragons and shuts them up. The roaring dragons may be in a better position than they thought because when Sierra praised them, they drooped their heads and quieted themselves.

The dragon is a tiny size, but most dragons are about one to two times smaller than Sierra. That's more or less the dragon that was at the entrance, but the first dragon I was arguing with was about the same size as Sierra, so he? may also be in the position of the one above.

"Guoon."

"Hmm? You got it?

"GUOOON"

"GURAAA"

Walking to the depths of a cave like a giant ant's nest overlooking such dragons, he stops in front of a room and tells us he's "here". When Sierra rang a little louder as she spoke into the room, a few moments later a response came back from inside.

"Guraa"

When I heard that chirping, Sierra followed me into the room, so I went inside, and there were a lot of baby dragons in the room.

"Lily, here"

"Apparently this is a nursery room."

"Gurara."

Apparently, it's the right answer, and Sierra's in a good mood. Unlike the living caves we've had so far, is this room slightly warm because baby dragons can't control their temperature well?

There are five baby dragons in all, and there are dragons about the same size as Sierra, and they're probably egg numbers as Sierra. There are two eggs under the belly of that dragon that have not yet hatched.

"GYUOON"

"Urania, give him his eggs back."

"Mmm, okay."

The egg-numbered dragon stares at Urania as she gently regains her egg and approaches the dragon. Urania would know she was being watched, but she walked away without showing vigilance and gently returned her eggs to the dragon.

The egg version of the dragon nods satisfied with the sole and embraces the three eggs with mercy. Apparently, now you know we're not hostile or harmful to Ryu. At any rate, Sierra must have been anxious because of the look on her face as if she had appeased as well.

"Sierra's bad, too. Follow me."

"Gururu"

"Ha, don't tell me you're glad you believed me"

"Gura! Guuuu!

"Kyao!", "Kyurrr", "Kuoooo!

"Wah, hey!?

Sierra told the baby dragons, "It's an intruder! Assault!" I joked and gave the order, and the baby dragons, who had been watching in the distance, attacked us one after the other. He bites with a mouth that hasn't even grown teeth yet, or jumps on people. Even if I say baby dragons, they are all about the size of medium-sized dogs, so even if they were just attacked by three of them, I would be pushed down without a single one.

Urania dodges the flying baby dragon against me. Ba and a flying baby dragon landed on the ground, not Urania, and said, "Is that it?" He leans his neck all the time. Then I looked around and found Urania and it jumped again, and Urania avoided it and said, "Is that it?".

Whether the active baby dragon was attracted to Urania's quick movements, he gathers one after the other away from me. Even though Urania hasn't been attacked by the waves of four baby dragons. Urania has an extra look and seems to enjoy the chase.

"Kyuururu"

"Hmm? What's wrong?

And only one baby dragon stays with me. Apparently, this dragon wants to be sweeter than it gets rumbled, and she narrows her eyes to feel good when she strokes her nostrils, under her chin, etc. because she rubs the grime and its head against people.

"Feel good?

"Kyuuu"

"Really? - Is this a good place?

"Kyao!"

"Hmm? You too? Okay, look, come here."

That's how you stroke it, another baby dragon comes. This baby dragon looks fine, and she enjoys herself like a dog or a cat when she tries to twist her hand and catches it with her little forefoot. I didn't hesitate so much, so when I put a "barrier" on my arm for a moment, I began to jar it even more violently.

When I look at Sierra, I'm talking to the egg-numbered dragon. Maybe you're talking about taking over the job or something? Well, there was a lot going on today, and it's not bad to be healed by the baby dragons like this. Thus I had a peaceful time with Urania.