The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

Wander that way.

Wander this way.

I've walked for now, but nothing. This world.

Rock, rock, rock as far as I can see. Sometimes desert.

Brown as far as I can see.

There is no such thing as green.

Birds and dragons are flying, but I don't see any creatures on the ground.

I also thought those flying guys might be attacking me, but I wasn't worried about that.

I'm swirling, but there's no sign of an attack.

The reason is probably my color.

Brown skin that looks just like the color on the ground.

Maybe it's like a protective color, and from the top, it's visible as one with the ground.

You're a natural and surviving wisdom.

Thank my mother (dragon), who doesn't even know her name.

In the meantime, when I decided I didn't have to worry about being attacked, I was taking a relaxing stroll.

The immediate aim is to secure a cave without caves that are likely to be bedded.

Even though I just became a dragon, I want about a bunk.

Take a stroll around as you pinch the rocks around there.

Bo Bo Bo Bo. Tastes good.

Hmm.

Nothing.

Two sunshines illuminating the kinks pierce the skin.

But I don't feel the wonder and the heat.

Well, it's a dragon.

Skin or something. Must be thick.

Dragons are convenient.

Then a few hours.

I kept walking. I discovered something.

Is that...?

I have occasionally seen them on poles and trees in my previous life.

A bowl-like shape made by pulling tree branches together.

... bird's nest, huh?

The bird's nest, which was at the apex of a single large rock, looked as if it looked over everything around it.

Above all, its size is big.

So much so that I think the melee is crazy.

Perhaps there are about ten meters in the bill.

Um, so...

Just look around you.

... Yeah, you don't have a parent bird.

Such a big bird's nest.

Parents and birds are set to be big.

I mean, maybe a stupid big black bird who was arguing with a big white dragon on his way here.

Maybe it's my nest......

Do you want to come closer?

I decided, out of curiosity, to try to get closer to the nest.

Climb the rock.

I can climb without difficulty thanks to my crooked nails and sucking palms.

Speaking of which, I saw you on TV, but you were climbing a glass case or something to suck on thanks to the fiber hair on your palm?

I don't know the details.

Would it be the same as that one?

Well, okay.

I can climb.

I don't think hard.

Arrive at the top.

I'm sorry to disturb you as you wander around.

"Pi, no, no, no, no! Pi, pi, pi!"

"Pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi!

"Pi! Pi!"

Ugh!

Birds squeaking, like ears squealing.

Yeah. Well, I've been on my way up, but keep your voice down.

Damn May fly.

In front of me is a big black bird the size of me. You look like a crow.

The feathers are still small, and probably chicks.

I've never heard of a chick nearly a meter long.

That's three.

And there are six eggs that haven't been born yet.

A total of nine.

Well, don't unborn eggs need to count?

There's no way he noticed this one over there, and he's making some noise, rolling his eggs.

What are you doing, those guys...?

It bothers me and I follow it.

One chick slowly rolled the egg and finally brought it to the end of the nest.

... Whoa, no way.

The chick wiggles her short forelegs...

"Pi, no, no, no! Pi!

That was no way.

I kicked it! I kicked the egg off!

I'm not even born yet, my own brother!

Follow gravity, and the egg falls to the brim.

Bacah!

From the eggs that crash into the ground and crack, drool, white and yellow flood.

"Perfect!"

"Pi, no! Pi, no!

"Psst! Psst!

The chicks watched it happily.

Those guys... Oh, my God!

I slowly descended from the rocks without them noticing me, suppressing the outpouring of passion.

At the highest possible speed.

But without anyone noticing.

Then we descend into the earth, and approach Our eggs.

A new life that would have been born.

But look at that unbroken and unbroken that will never come true again forever,

Hi-ha-hoo! Protein get wow!!

I've always loved raw eggs, haven't I?

A spoonful of soy sauce over rice, devoured to swallow it.

This is called Justine.

Well, no rice, but okay.

I was self-absorbed and licked my eggs.

Pepper pepper.

Meh meh meh!

Huh, poor thing?

You don't think so.

'Cause I'm a dragon.

Even after that, I got a bunch of eggs falling off but it was all delicious.