The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

To Sin's cold words, I doubt my ears. In his immediate vicinity, intermittent sounds, even though they still persist.

"What does that mean?

Sin stroked Hannah softly, narrowing her eyes in different colors and staring at the egg just ahead. Reach out and it's there, but he never tries to touch it.

"I'm a dragon chick - I can't get out of an egg, I can die. Strong chicks are on their own, so I hope they come..."

Ga, Ga and the two newborn chicks rang as if they agreed.

The stables gently approach the chicks and cage the two. We put the cage in an exquisite position to get into Hannah's sight, but not to walk around on our own. They were walking around, resting in a cage with their shoulders up, as if they were relieved.

"Like its eggs, chicks without power decay intact without being able to come out of their shells"

"I'm going to die, you mean?

"You go back to God, unborn. I'm not dying."

... What's the difference between not being born and dying?

I scratched my eggs and looked at them. No heart, or I think the sound's turned down.

"Can't you put a crack in him so he can break his shell easily?

"A chick who can't break her own shell won't live forever. So, no."

Always gentle, Sin, in a calm tone, clearly rejected my suggestion.

"Hannah's not wild anymore. It's not wild. If it's a dragon, don't people have to protect it?

"Me, too, I think, but no?

Isaac listened, and Vincent and Marianne, as they agreed, saw Singh. Even that egg, if it was born, would breathe properly. If I grew up important, I'd be big. And yet you won't lend me a hand? Singh shook her head.

"I have a destiny. Whether it's people or dragons. - Don't change that on your own."

Fate. Disgusting words.

(I don't know. I don't like that fate being decided. Don't change it, I can't believe it)

I, overlapping myself with chicks, couldn't help but want to cry.

If you can't resist a predetermined fate, what are you working hard for?

"I like her."

I asked Dominic for help.

"Dear Dominic, I want that egg. If I still help you, no?

"Right."

Dominic looked at Singh with a slightly troubled face.

Sin silenced and eventually, as he gave up, looked at me and Dominic alternately.

"Right, Kirchner's dragon, so you can do whatever Dominic wants. But I don't think I can. Leave the judgment to Remilia"

"I think I can help."

Dominic smiled at me and glanced at Mr. Stables.

And then we approach the eggs as we distance ourselves from Hannah...... I stopped Mr. Stables.

"- Wait. Wait."

"Master Remilia?

I look at the eggs as they roll over Hannah's tail.

"Not yet, I'll wait. She's coming out on her own."

I didn't think Sin should be forced, and more importantly, I wanted to see the eggs hatch properly on their own.

(… hey, you will beat fate properly, won't you? The Dragon Clan (Singh) told you no, you would be born right?)

My discretionary remarks, Dominic understood, admitted it, and the stables clerk went back next to him.

I, softly, moved in front of the fence and sat down without even worrying about my clothes getting dirty.

May the eggs arise properly, staring in prayer.

But no matter how long I waited, there was no sign that the eggs would be torn.

(I feel like the sound is going down gradually -)

I leaned down.

I feel terribly sad that I think it's pathetic, and at the same time, I guess I can't. I wonder if my prayers don't make sense. Thank you for your own destiny, how can you not? I was wondering if Singh would give up. Or Dominic, without asking my opinion, wondering if you could help the chick. I thought such a cowardly thing. But they're both trying to respect my point, hoping you'd wait.

Is it right to leave the eggs unproduced, as they are? I thought for a while and listened in the eggs.

Still, I hear noises.

I got up on the spot.

Sin would be disappointed that I was human, but I wanted to help that egg, even if he didn't like me. Can you put a crack in it, when I'm going to ask...

Cue, and Hannah, who rang, raised her face from Singh's knee, and stood up.

It may be dangerous, but Hannah is perfectly calm, thanks to Sin, and there's no sign of harm. Sin looks at Hannah and me in silence. I stroked her neck, deciding that Sin wouldn't stop, that she would be fine.

I'm sorry, Hannah. Good or bad, I don't know, but I can force your eggs to be born, okay? Don't give it back to God, okay?

(Miraia, Naze Cry Kuno, Dousitano. Nakanaide)

Hannah rang, queer, gently, and I thought I heard that voice.

Hannah waved a long tail (...) in a good mood when I stroked the back of her neck as usual with Yoshiyoshi.

Yeah!?

I thought, yes. Tail!?

There was nothing at the end of the tail!?

He thought the same thing as me. I look at the eggs like Singh was played.

"Ya, eggs -!"

Me and Singh scream.

On the tail of the innocent Hannah, Pooh, and the bounced eggs rolled corny and over the fence.

And in the slight gap between the compartment where Hannah was and the adjacent compartment, Cologne, fell..., and sounded Kashan.

"Oh, I fell..."

"Duh, duh, what do I do?"

Just as Sin wandered, I turned blue. Hannah follows me innocently and is in a cuddly mood. Hannah! Not if you're sounding innocent! No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Is that happening? Oh, that's how it ends.

More than that, I can't believe Hannah dropped an egg!

Isaac glanced at the gap, sideways at me and Singh, who had solidified. He, laughing a little, calls Vincent. Vincent, peering into the gap from above Isaac, this time called Sin.

"Destiny (...) looks like you've got this guy on your side - see"

Me and Sin glance at the frightening gap and raise their voices that there are two of them.

The chick, out of a cracked rift, had a wrinkled wing.

Come on, slow motion like saying, when you get your torso out of the egg, and your legs out of the egg shell too, you bulge - and you make the same motion as your brothers. With the egg shell on his head, he (is she?) gah, and he rang, and walked, and cologne, and rolled.

"You're so clumsy."

Isaac, Pugh, blew it out. Me too, I laughed at being followed. It's like a shelled haunt. The tip where the eggs fell, they had straw laying on them and they had a decent cushion. The chick with the broken shell - she opened her mouth as if it were a stretch and repeatedly breathed.

Singh, looking at the chick, opens her mouth with Pocan.

"Is that what you mean?

"It's not my power, but you're born - Sin, is there a way to get the chick back in the egg?

Sin bends his mouth to Vincent's light mouth and his mouth to the letter to, no! and flaunted his shoulders.

"If there's no way to get it back, I'm gonna have to help you."

"I don't know about you,... it's against the rules"

I did it except for the shell of the chick that fell into the gap, and when I picked up the chick, Sin was back in Sin's usual face.

"Coincidence is in strength."

Maybe, Vincent says, so Singh had no choice, he laughed. Marianne, who had eyes, said it was nice, so I nodded, yeah.

Hey, I feel cunning, but no. I lined up, gah, and saw the ringing chicks.

Compared to the two born earlier, the third, small at a time, was moved from Singh's hand to the cage.

I feel unspeakable and happy as a little creature leaning shoulder to shoulder.

"Good," he said next door, softly voiced, so I slammed my shoulder gently. Master Dominic, you're just crying too much. - Hmm? Something about Dominic changing his back...

"Yikes!"

Next to me, it wasn't Dominic who was crying, but a gentleman dressed very similar to him.

"Baron Kirchner!

"Father!"

"Hannah, you're up."

For some reason Baron Kirchner with a tonkaci was there crying beside me. My tears pulled in as I roared. When you have someone crying on your side, you pull in a touching tear......

"Yes, when were you there?"

Baron Kirchner snorted out of his mind when Stannis offered him a handkerchief. I missed that and laughed at me like a prank.

"I came back earlier - I was there once when Singh told me not to break the eggs - and I was back at the mansion to get the tonkatsi."

Yep. Baron Kirchner imitated hitting an egg with a clown, as you would have noticed me flashing.

"I thought I'd break the shell with a katoon."

Oh, that's so light. Until just now, my misery was in one piece.

"Eggs, I was going to break them, Baron!

When Singh looked up at the baron with his disgruntled, written, Baron Kirchner went and played Lord Dragon's forehead with his finger.

Ouch, Singh screams small.

"It's not fair, you stupid prince. Think about how precious dragon eggs are, then say something. It's my dragon in the first place, because it's Lady Remilia's egg, right?

"And Theseus said no."

The baron put his finger on his chin with a man's bad face.

A teacher would say, laughs.

"Well, that's Dragon Clan (Seiko) reason. Don't defy the management of nature, do as God wills. But this is what humans think. If you break the eggs and help him, Hannah is happy, the chicks are happy, and I'm happy - even Master Remilia, you don't have to cry. Then you can split it. That's where the means are. In the first place, Hannah is not a wild dragon. I keep it on my own. Then you'll have to take care of yourself as much as you can."

Right? When the baron said, Singh looked at me and nodded - but as if he wasn't convinced, he pointed his mouth.

"But I'm cunning."

Baron Kirchner affirmed.

"That's cunning. But the cunning that makes no one unhappy is called wisdom and ingenuity in the north."

I wonder if so. Sin twists his neck.

Baron Kirchner sneezed and stroked Singh's head as he placed the tonkaci.

Find him with a gaze as loving as it is towards Isaac.

"... remember that you also have such a sly idea. It's not all bad to be cunning. Dr. Theseus, of course, is right. But maybe I'm right. Think about what's right for Singh."

Singh kept her mouth shut a little, but - with the chick and Baron Kirchner, and then for some reason, at the end she looked at me and nodded, yeah. Then I honestly say "think".

Dominic, who was watching the exchange between his father and Sin with almost the air, looked at me.

Now, Master Remilia, point to the chicks.

"Which chick would you turn into a Remilia-like dragon? - You may not even have to ask."

I laid eyes on the cage. Dear Trinity, It's ringing in a casual direction.

"I'll make it this girl. I like this girl."

I found the last chick born. It was really wrinkly and how cute.

"Thank you for your purchase!

We all blew it out because we aligned our voices as if Isaac and Dominic had shown each other.

Hannah is the only one who doesn't know how to make fun of people.

I saw the chick at the end as I watched everyone laughing in turn and immersed myself in a bit of happiness.

Lucky, irregular dragons are yawning repeatedly, sleepy or tired.

I greeted the chick, in my heart.

(Hello, my dragon. Please, say hello)