"Because we're going back home as a defeated dragon... with our surrounding gaze..."

Flattorte's gaze is completely down. Is that what you mean......

Surely he'll only know what it's like around here.

If I were to break into some dream in Tokyo and go back to my hometown, I wouldn't be able to shake the big hand and triumph.

In my case, I was a company employee, so I felt like I was going to heal my daily fatigue and went back there without resistance, but that was because I was in a fixed-term position. If it's a quorum, I can't do anything because I died of overwork...

"You know, assuming you go back, will you be seen with white eyes...?

I'm the one who made that cause, so I reluctantly ask.

"At least, after attacking the Red Dragon settlement and losing, there was no particularly weird air. Anyway, the whole Blue Dragon is a loser. I was equal in terms of losers."

"Didn't Flattorte get to be pushed to full responsibility there? It's a well-ventilated society. At least I feel ventilated better than the company I used to be"

This kind of thing is more or less what scapegoats are available. I appreciate the lack of it.

"Dear Azsa, to the best of my knowledge, it is the code that power is everything in the Blue Dragon, so I think it was a consciousness that the weak and the entire tribe will endure there, even if they regret it, beyond being certified"

That seems to be the case because Flattorte nodded powerlessly to Lycra's statement. Then Flattorte turned to me and went on like this.

"It's just that now Flattorte is supposed to be absolutely obedient to your husband...... It's no surprise that there are a certain number of people in the Blue Dragon who consider it a disgrace..."

"Ugh! Though I didn't know that, my chest hurts too..."

With my sticky touch of the corner of Flattorte, Flattorte had no choice but to live at my place.

The root of all the evils about this is the Pecora of the Demon King, who loves flirting... so I'm happy that Flattorte has joined my family, and all sorts of emotions are swirling even for me.

"So, do you want to go home or not, I mean, which one?

Lycra asked the straight question.

"You know, this isn't a simple problem. It's troublesome and troublesome, but it's still difficult..."

"But if you're going home, if you're not going home, you can't go home forever unless you make a clear decision to go home. This kind of thing doesn't grow up permanently while you think it's awesome. Even you said Kuku couldn't be famous if he thought he could be famous."

Lycra's theory hurts my chest.

But I hear that seriousness worked for Flattorte here, too. I'm sure it conveyed that Lycra is serious about Flattorte as the same dragon.

"Or do you want to go home... At least I want to tell my parents that I live happily at your husband's now."

I have come to a conclusion. I came to a conclusion even though Flattorte was troubled.

"Yeah, okay! Well, I'll follow that, too. Otherwise, you can't go home, can you?

"Yes, so... there are quite a few blue dragons that don't know your husband's strength directly, so give him a very strong aura, would you like to?

I'm not sure what Flattorte is saying.

"If the whole Blue Dragon knew that your husband was strong enough for no one, it would be an air of necessity for this flatlete to live here. And then the wind won't get any smaller."

It's not even something I can say very grand, so Flattorte's voice is smaller, too, but I understand the intent.

If any Blue Dragon were to be recognized as a struggling presence, it would mean that no one would feel like it or hold it because Flattorte was weak.

"But that, I wonder if I'll be a villain as long as I can...?

"It's okay there. Because power is justice is the value of the Blue Dragon. There's a difference between fighting the Red Dragon and trying to figure it out."

Why, I also feel like such a hegemonic value, but if it's a dragon, is it like a hegemonic king?

"I've agreed. Let's go on a convenient day."

"Well, let's go now"

Oh, seriously? Good is enough to hurry!

"Dear Azsa, I'm coming too."

Lycra indicated to accompany her there.

"I'm good, but isn't that exactly the enemy land for Lycra?

"That's true, but this one travels with Azsa because, you know, it's sloppy..."

Lycra snapped as she twisted.

Cute! That's my sister position!

"You can come anywhere, but I won't let you ride."

Flattorte seemed unhappy with Moro.

"Fine. I'm going to fly."

I rode over Flattorte and headed for the Blue Dragon settlement.

If you fly out now, they'll arrive more or less by dinner.

I guess this kind of thing really should go when I think about it. For example, if Shinkansen and airplanes were used in Japan, we could usually go somewhere in Japan within the same day. I think a lot of people say that if you use four hours for travel time, you can return home.

But I knew you weren't going home. Sometimes it costs travel, but it's hard to get around to going back and sometimes it's deferred.

Sometimes I don't go back for a year or two because I can always go home if I want to.

And we landed in front of the Blue Dragon settlement.

Get there, I thought first.

"It's cold! I mean it's cold, there's snow all over it!

"Yes, this land is a little snowy."

Flattorte looks fine back in person. Lycra, on the other hand, tried to cuddle herself with both hands, like me, to withstand the cold.

"Then let's go to the settlement. Usually we're all people, so we shouldn't feel uncomfortable."