We Live in Dragon’s Peak

For a little while, after enjoying the view of the moss square and the surrounding ancient woods from above Old Sleighsta's head, we set out to prepare dinner.

It was only before evening, but I think I'm going to plant it properly and cook it because I got precious meat.

Looks like Mistral had heard about the Flying Dragon meat from Old Sleighsta beforehand and was back with some cookware, side ingredients, etc.

"You must have gone somewhere with Master Ashel. Let me know more at dinner."

And Mistral tells me that I haven't reported Rotten Dragon to everyone yet.

Well, I was getting ready for dinner, but then I was kicked out of preparation.

"We will make it with our souls, Elnea, so wait and see."

Luiseine smiles.

And Mistral and I disappeared into the old trees.

I wonder if I'm in the way.

I felt sad because I was motivated.

"My wife cooks handicrafts for her beloved husband. You just have to step back and wait."

"I see. You just have to be positive."

That's right. It's a Mistral and Louiseine dish. Let's wait and see what we can do.

"It's easy."

Mr. Ashel was staring down at me like he was scared.

"Oh, isn't Mr. Ashel going home?"

"Huh. Do people want to drive me out of here?"

"No, no, I didn't. Niemia can stay here, right? Then I was wondering if Mr. Ashel had done his errands."

"Right. The dragon princess is here, and she thinks she can keep it here. But can we stay together tonight or so? My mother is sad to be away from her beloved daughter."

Hardly take your forelegs to your eyes, Mr. Ashel, who pretends to cry barefoot.

Heh heh, you won't be fooled. There's nothing serious about it.

Mr. Ashel wants the meat of the Fei Long, too.

Mr. Ashel stares at me.

You're a picture star.

I laughed with my hands on my hips like I was proud to win.

Long live Dragon Heart.

When you work out your dragon chi and concentrate on reading the dragon's mind, apparently I understand the dragon's heart.

Usually Old Sleighsta or Niemia or Mr. Ashel reads my mind, but vice versa.

I can't even read what I think in my mind exactly, but superficial emotions could easily be seen through.

"Ho ho, dragon-hearted"

Old Sleighsta looked at me with interest.

"It is. Apparently I know the dragon's heart. [M] Now we can have a conversation with Rotten Dragon."

"Oh, my God, with the dragon and the conversation."

"It is. I was surprised, too."

And I told Old Sleighsta about Rotten Dragon and the Dragon Nation village.

"I see."

Old Sleighsta closed her eyes and listened to me. [M]

"The nature of Dragon Peak is harsh. In the past, both the Dragons and the Dragons lived helping each other. But the Dragon tribe has become more territorial because of its contention with the Demon tribe, and now it can also be rubbed with the Dragon tribe, who is supposed to be a compatriot. It's sad."

Say it. Old Sleighsta sighed.

Old Sleighsta is worried about the relationship between the Dragons and the Dragons.

I also want the Dragons and Dragons to get along. [M]

Because Niemia is cute, and something I really appreciate about Old Sleighsta.

I think we can be friends if we get to know the Dragons properly. A dragon tribe would be easier for a dragon tribe because I can get the dragon through my heart.

"Phew, that's really changing"

Mr. Ashel takes me by the nose.

"He received the daughter-in-law of the Dragon Nation, and learned much from the ancient dragons, and became friends with the next generation of dragons. Where the hell are we going?"

I am troubled by Ashel's deep questions.

I wonder what I'm aiming for.

At first, you admired the brave Listeir and taught Old Sleighsta a lot of things, didn't you?

But I don't grow up just admiring it.

I need to have a decent goal myself.

What should I aim for? [M]

I wonder what I want to do.

I'm sure this feels like deciding my life in the future.

Mmm, and worried, Mistral and Luiseine returned from the woods of ancient trees.

I have all sorts of things all over my hands.

I pause to think and go help the Mistrals.

Speaking of which, what happened to Priscia and Niemia, I thought, buried her in Mr. Ashel's tail and slept.

But I react to the smell of food and get up swooping.

"Come on, get Priscia ready too. If you don't help me, I'll drain your meat."

Threatened by Mistral, Priscia and Niemia rushed off to help.

And I swallowed spit at the variety of dishes that could be arranged.

Stewed and seemingly tender meat. Bone-roasted meat. Thinly chopped meat rolled with vegetables. Meat thickly sandwiched in bread.

And more, meat meat meat meat exhaustion!

How did you get ready in such a short time? Not only I, but Priscia, had her eyes shining on the luxurious and diverse meat dishes that seemed to be.

"Mnh-mnh, full of meat"

Spread the laying cloth over the moss carpet and a number of meat dishes arranged there narrowly.

It's amazing how you made all this just between Mistral and Louiseine. Trying to say, I'm a mouthcage.

"Guru."

Luiseine had a rare and regrettable look on her face.

"I didn't know Mr. Mist was such a good cook until now."

"Luiseine, not yet."

Mistral like a winner.

Something's weird about it being a woman's fight, both of you.

"The first daughter-in-law showdown is for Miss Sister's win."

"No, wait, Niemia."

"Nah."

Luiseine tries to catch Niemia, who was flying to tear her up.

Niemia rushed off to Priscia's.

We laughed when we saw it.

"Come on, let's eat before it gets cold"

Mistral urges me, and Luiseine also sits down giving up on catching Niemia.

Everyone sits where they think.

"I'll have it."

We all started eating together.

"Here, Priscia. Don't cheek. Eat slowly. There's something I can't eat."

"Ngumo, Mogumo"

Priscia gets her hands on the allowance and gradually the meat as she defiles her mouth.

Mistral, who sat by her side, was no longer where she ate under the care of Priscia.

"Yes, Mr. Elnea. Ah, please."

"Hey, Louiseine, what are you doing?"

Luiseine, who came beside me, feeds me a simmering of seemingly tender meat.

I couldn't help but say no. [M]

"Ernea traitor."

"Hehe, Mr. Mist. Please take care of Priscia."

Louiseine with a winning grin.

Mistral looks remorseful and somehow stares at me. But I have to take care of Priscia, so I can't move.

What are you doing?

I laugh bitterly, but depress the tongue drums on all kinds of meat that Luiseine gives me. [M]

"Ahhh. This is delicious."

"Hia. Niemia, if you put the meat there, your clothes will get dirty."

Neemia jumps on Luiseine's knee with meat and dirt on her witch outfit.

Luiseine turned her face bright blue and struggled to remove the stain with a cloth.

"Neemia, give me that meat."

"Nyan."

Niemia doesn't look bad, Priscia calls me to fly away.

And land on Mistral's knee.

"Oh, Neemia, what are you doing?"

Now Niemia dirties Mistral's clothes.

"Oh man, it's a noisy meal"

Ashel smiled bitterly as she watched our dining scenery away.

"Busy and good"

Old Sleighsta kept a gentle eye on us making noise.

I wonder if Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel won't eat it. I think I'll take something.

"I have nothing to show you. Eat with you. We're just full of fun to see you."

"I've already eaten meat"

Oh, he's strong, Mr. Ashel. You really want to eat it.

"Oh, you can't wipe it with your tail"

"Mm-hmm. Your brother eats too."

Niemia is caught by Mistral and has trouble getting her clothes dirty wiped with a long tail.

And Priscia came to me, and she did. [M]

"Thank you, it's delicious."

"I've never tasted so good"

Priscia, who swells her cheeks like a chestnut and smiles, is immeasurably cute.

I put Priscia on my lap, and then I ate her until she fell in full.

Even though Mistral and Louiseine were there, this evening was a very busy meal.

Meat dishes that won't go away whether you eat them or not.

I still want to eat, my tongue demands, but I just can't get into my stomach, and we're done eating.

It was adorable that Priscia was making meat recommendations to Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel at the end.

I lie full. [M]

"Here. If you lay down as soon as you eat, you're gonna get fat."

Mistral pisses me off and I get up.

"Clean up... Tomorrow, right?"

Luiseine was drinking white water and laughing bitterly at the eaten and scattered landscape.

I think I gave up the dirt on my witch outfit.

"Right. I can't move either. I'll clean it up tomorrow morning, before I go home."

"I'll help you"

"Oh, I'll help you clean up."

I'm counting on you.

"Mnh-mnh-mnh, Neemia will help too."

Priscia, why is it Niemia, not my name?

Everyone smiled at Priscia's declaration that Niemia would help but not herself.

"When I was hungry, I was sleepy."

Eating, sleeping, playing. I laugh even more at the words like Priscia.

"It's good to sleep, but after you brush your teeth properly,"

Say it. Mistral holds Priscia and takes her to nearby Zelig.

We went with him and brushed our teeth with the participation of everyone who pulled out Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel.

And by the time I came back to Moss Square, the sun was setting and it was getting dark.

Luiseine lights the lights with her magic.

Mistral distributes the water to everyone.

This water is the Shizukuishi of the Spirit Tree, so this will be enough to drink.

This one tastes better than something like squeezed fruit.

Now let me ask you something while I'm gone.

Mistral urged me to talk about Rotten Dragon, what happened in the Dragon Nation village. And I told him about my newly discovered dragon-heart.

Louiseine listened to me seriously, and Mistral listened closely as she exchanged questions.

"Oh well, it's an enviable experience. I want to interact with the Dragon Nation as soon as possible."

"I see you solved Rotten Dragon's problem. Thanks."

Mistral and Louiseine looked at me emotionally after listening to me.

"I've had a lot of first-time experiences and I'm tired"

I kill the absenteeism.

I'm so full, I'm suddenly drowsy.

"I'll report back to the village about Rotten Dragon. It's a pleasure to have one problem solved."

"Does that give you your name, Ernea? My future husband has solved it."

Mistral blushes in the tone of Louiseine.

"Well, I'll think about that later."

"It'll be easier if I tell you later, Ernea, when I introduce you."

Hehe, to Luiseine smiling, Mistral turns away.

"Come on. Let's get some sleep tonight. Priscia's already asleep."

You couldn't stand the pursuit of Luiseine, Mistral rises with a shittiness.

Priscia is sleeping in Mr. Ashel's tummy with Niemia.

Mistral went to Priscia's and laid herself down too.

When you're with me, you look like a girl of near age when you're with Louiseine, a mistral with an atmosphere of sobriety and an older sister.

It's so weird.

And I feel like that tells the story of the friendship between Luiseine and Mistral.

That's it. So, I haven't had a girly attitude towards me yet...

I'm suddenly getting sad.

"Come on, shall we sleep too? Even you, Listeir, have never experienced that you can sleep in the belly of an ancient dragon race."

"Yeah, you are. By the way, Niemia is also an ancient species of dragon, so I already had that precious experience last night."

"Oh well, if you ask me, it was"

Louiseine laughing bitterly.

And me and Louiseine go side by side to Mr. Ashel's stomach.

Ha, Mistral is staring.

Oh, yeah.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Ashel"

As I passed beside my face, I spoke to Mr. Ashel.

Mr. Ashel just glances at us and closes his eyes.

We pass by our forelegs and are buried in the fluffy hair of our bellies.

My right side is Mistral. On the left, Luiseine lay down.

"Good night."

When I speak, they both look at me at the same time.

"Good night."

"Yes, good night"

Could I have a cucumber on my cheek?!?

The pale expectation was betrayed, and when Luiseine turned out the light, the moss square darkened.

I'm disappointed. Why won't you do it for me? And I fell asleep, screaming in my heart.

And in dreams. I thought it was manly to do it from my own side.