Kidnapped Dragons

The child with blue eyes was cautious.

I seemed to have something to say.

What do you have to say when you sneak in at night? She said to come in when she realized that she was still crawling outside.

“ ……. ”

He raised his body.

A little pyjama goes with it. A little while ago, spring was a fitted outfit. The child who came into the slumber was a little curious towards maintenance.

“What's wrong? ”

“ ……. ”

“Do you have something to say? ”

“... Yes. ”

“What, you can't sleep? ”

“… no. ”

“Then.”

“… Fishing harbour. ”

“Fishing harbour?”

“… I want to have a fishing harbour. ”

“By the way.”

“…… the room is empty,”

When winter told me to get there. I felt like I knew what winter was saying.

Winter is the Blue Dragon. Water and ice, rain and fog. Inhale and exhale, and the dark water manna will come. One day, I heard that the Blue Clan lived nesting in the sea or near a giant lake. I want to be that close to water.

He was staying together in the Spring Room until now. There were several flowerpots in the Spring Room according to the taste of Spring. It seemed to grow flowers, cactus, small grass, and trees.

But I remember the fishing harbour next to the pot.

“You know, there's a fishing port. Where'd you get that? ”

“… spring, my sister bought me. ”

“Then there's the fishing harbour. Is there a problem? ”

“... It's small. ”

“You need something bigger? ”

Winter nods as he notices.

This should not simply be thought of as the absence of a fishing port. Spring took care of it in its own way, but it would be right to see that he wished for a little more of his own personal space.

Winter is two years old at most, but the body is already ten years old and sometimes it seems a little more mature than he thinks.

“Why are you awake at night? Don't talk during the day.”

“... I'm afraid spring will be cold. ”

Then why don't you talk when there's no spring? I didn't say "pregnant." I will have my own thoughts.

He thought.

There's no room left in 301 right now. But there was a room for storerooms. In fact, the warehouse was not really necessary for them.

The warehouse is now small and dirty, but you can get rid of the dirty stuff. Small spaces would not be a problem at all with the addition of subspaces.

Yeah, I got it.

I was going to say that. I felt a sudden awakening.

Why don't you just give it to me?

As always, you just have to give it to me.

I remember making fun of her last summer. Until then, he realized that what he had to give was a boredom.

I opened my mouth to this unknown feeling.

“I don't like it.”

“ ……? ”

Then I feel embarrassed by the face of winter.

The dragon was a realm relic. When his head was thick, he wished that winter had its own nest. So as I put it in the Spring Room, I slept with my skin against the spring. I felt like I was steaming on one side of my heart.

When the kids at school told me that my room was there, I was not uncomfortable, but I was a little surprised by the winter.

However, the winter was a little tense, as I asked. I rarely refused maintenance when I asked for it, but that's just jelly. Isn't it normal to build a room that you didn't see?

So it was a shock to be rejected.

Within the arithmetic calculations of the child, it was possible.

“ ……. ”

But I can't help feeling sad. Both mouths of winter fell down.

Eyes: Are you not going to do this?

However, I shunned the gaze of winter as if I wasn't sure what I was eating wrong.

Then winter came to an end. It reminded me of what happened before.

What to do when something doesn't work.

Let's do it.

How do you do that?

“… wait. ”

“What?”

“… wait. ”

Then the winter left the room in a sluggish state.

When I came back, my eyes became dizzy. It was the gaze that felt something like a resolution.

“ ……. ”

He's approaching.

Then I shook out my hand.

“Well.”

“… hands. ”

Maintenance put his little hand in his hand.

Then, as winter looked around the slumber, he noticed that he had put something twisted in the hands of the keeper, and then folded his finger to hold his fist.

When he slid open his hand, there was a bill.

It's a thousand won.

“ ……. ”

Winter was still staring at him, and the regent shed a blurry laugh.

This is a bribe.

Then, I'll take a bribe, so I can do it appropriately, but I still feel bad today.

“Not for a thousand won. ”

“ ……?! ”

I had a shock in my beaky eyes. The winter looked embarrassing, and I raised my hand and scratched my neck.

“... Why? ”

“The thousand won is too small. ”

“... Really? ”

He seems to have a weak notion of banknotes or money. for every time I swung a card that would never dry up.

The panicked winter touched my pajamas and looked up.

“... only a thousand won. ”

“Yes?”

“... That, I'm property. ”

“Mmm.”

“... Can't you? ”

“No. ”

“... a duck, huh? ”

“ ……. ”

Where else did you learn to say that? However, it seemed that it was time to stop making such an evil mockery. Winter remained gloomy.

Why are you doing this to her? Maybe I didn't know what I learned from spring. It was time for him to think and give permission.

The winter that swallowed my pockets gave me something.

It was a thousand won.

“What? A thousand won is my property. ”

He smiles shruggly. Was he trying to negotiate by using his own head?

“You tried to trick me. ”

“... this time, it's real. ”

“Give me everything. ”

“… real, ex-property. ”

Three days later, the child's head felt thick.

“But what am I supposed to do with this? ”

“ ……? ”

That's why the guilt was applied.

“Not even two thousand won. ”

It seems that the two thousand won was real property. Winter was discouraged by two thousand won. Eventually, when the depressed one almost became depressed, he promised to build a room.

The winter was only then, with a bright expression, he held her in his arms and returned to his room.

Sooner or later, we'll have to build him a room.

By the way.

What a strange night.

Little did they come to him at night. I was wondering if this one would come every few months. What breeze is coming today? Three of them, too.

“Sleep?”

... No, now it's four.

It seems that the owner of the room woke up in a disturbing barrel as winter approached. Spring comes naturally by knocking on the open door because winter doesn't close the door.

Rest is swollen. He raises his body.

“What's going on? In this night.”

“Just, I wake up. ”

“Sleep awake? ”

“Yes. Have you aged..... ”

Spring, as always, was expressionless, but now it is not cautious. He approached with a slow pace and naturally walked into bed.

It was not a good time and place to talk to him alone. I thought about it, and the spring was relaxed, and I lay on one side of the bed with a loud voice.

“Has winter come or gone? ”

“Uh, how did you know? ”

“As winter approaches, I wake up to the sound of crumbling. ”

“I came and went for a while. ”

“What did he say?”

“I was just talking. I was worried. ”

“Ugh……. ”

‘I see.' Spring replies without hesitation, leaning back a little further. The move was remarkably natural. If I close my eyes bluntly, he seems to be sleeping again. At some point, I opened my eyes to feel something.

“ ……? ”

“Why."

“Did you come and go in the autumn? ”

“Uh, how did you know? ”

“Oh, it smells like autumn nearby……. ”

“He was troubled, too. So I had a little chat. ”

The hair that flows down the bed shifts. Spring lifts his head and looks up at him with gray eyes.

I thought for a second he was angry or something. It wasn't. It was the same unremarkable as usual.

“Ah, the chick story, right? ”

“Uh.”

“She's kind of weird. Everyday with all the other artifacts.. ”

“Have you seen anything with providence? ”

“Yes.”

“What is it?”

“Well... chickens and chicks. Lots of chicks.... ”

Spring blurred the end of the horse. His gaze becomes bruised. When he no longer seems to speak of providence out of his mouth, he often looks like that.

“Anyway, if you have nothing to do, go to your room. Give me a break. I haven't had a break since I came to see the kids all night. ”

“You don't have to rest. ”

“Yes, I do. ”

“Can't you rest? ”

“You have it. ”

“Because I'm by your side? ”

“Yes.”

Then the spring rose up and headed to the chair of the library of retention. When you sit in a chair and lean back, the backrest moves backwards.

“…… huh? ”

The spring that caused the body blinks.

“Is summer here? ”

“Uh.”

“... Why did he come here for the summer? ”

“I think I misread the novel. ”

“Novel? Ah. I borrowed my book. ”

“What did you lend me? ”

“It's a horror novel. It's a five-year contest. It's a romantic writer who eats it all alone. ”

“He said, Horror Romance. ”

“Yes. You're a good writer. He was writing a romance, he was writing a horror, he was sweeping the contest. ”

“You're a great writer. You're going to the contest. I'm gonna stick with him. ”

“Yeah, that's what happened already. Time is fast……. ”

He leans on his backrest. I'm going down again.

The regent remembers the spring when he knocked on the keyboard like every day.

What should I say at this point? He opened his mouth as he was pondering.

“How's the writing done? ”

“Not yet. There's an epilogue left. ”

“What's your name? ”

“Well, it's still……. ”

“What's so hard about writing? ”

“There is.”

“What is it?”

Silence cut the flow of conversation.

The spring in which he was lying caused a sluggish waist.

Then I looked back. With an indescribable look on your head.

“Mister.”

“Uh.”

“When I write, my writing gets too good. ”

“Uh.”

“I think it's hard to write. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“When you try to react, if your readers hate any story or character too much. You have to fix it.”

Umm…….

I don't know, but he nods.

Then spring got up from the chair and approached the bed again. Slow movement, but no thrill. He threw himself against the wall as he was about to lay down.

Spring lay on the bed and laid my hands on my stomach.

“But I can't do that. ”

Why? She asked.

Spring looked at him and spoke in a blurred voice.

“My work is too, too good……. ”

It was a soft, sweet voice.

In his words, the regent thought that the child had found the right fit. A young, green dragon clan. A child who likes to make it looks like it was a novel. Even if you didn't get much from the other rounds. I would have enjoyed writing stories in every corner.

“Think lightly. It's just a novel. Is there a reason to be so serious? ”

“Well, at first it was just a piece. ”

Then the spring opened its eyes. Then, I looked at him with a clear eye. Then something strange began to happen.

“I was just starting to think it would be fun. ”

His gaze had no playfulness at all, but he felt a strange difficulty in maintaining it.

“Now, why is my heart so weird? ”

Something, like a dizzy, shaky, sunset.

Speaking spring is slashing my stomach with two hands. When you look at that hand, the difficulty grows to its size.

It's really weird, isn't it? Probably felt wrong. She shakes her head and pushes away the difficulty of shimming her chest.

“What do I do?”

“What do I do? I have to use it. ”

“How about it?”

“Once it's done, no one else can touch it. ”

“Uh-huh.”

“Then you can go and like it as much as you want. ”

However, the horse thrown as a stabler seemed helpful.

Difficulty escapes like a sled.

Spring nods.

“Yes……. ”

“Do you understand?”

“Now……. ”

Something seemed to have been shorted.

I didn't know Spring would love a novel like that.

Anyway, now I wanted to take a break. He told Spring.

“If you know, go back to your room. Let me get some rest on my own. ”

“No.”

“What?”

Then spring bounced his finger. Manna moves and walks the curtain with a tingling sound.

Oh, my God. One day the sun was rising.

He looks out the window with his eyes blurred and looks back at the spring. He smiles and raises his body.

“Let's go get breakfast. ”

So he had to go out along the spring with blurry eyes.

This was one night.