Kidnapped Dragons

Time has passed.

Winter was good. There was no hesitation in going to school. I felt like I had a lot of fun in school. Sometimes I talk to my friends. I used to say that autumn hair resembles sister, blonde hair resembles retention, and black hair resembles sister.

Children say they are a little reluctant to winter. Instinctively fearful. Winter has not yet fully controlled my presence. Children would feel like beasts.

Nevertheless, the children of winter, like the great tigers, noticed that they were getting to know winter little by little.

Winter seemed to be interested in money these days.

I mean, I'm interested in money, not cards. ‘A frenzied object that can change anything.’ Winter seemed to think of money that way.

“... I need you to buy me a wallet. ”

“Wallet?”

“... Yes. ”

I wanted to give you something good. So he bought a 12 million dollar luxury artifact wallet as his first wallet. An alarm will be triggered in the event of a loss. A wallet that tells you where to find it.

The winter, when I didn't know the value of my wallet, I noticed that I was quite satisfied with a 500-won coin.

“... Hehe. ”

Perhaps an understanding of money or value will also gradually emerge. After a long time, I gave out 500 won because I wanted to try jelly, and I said, 'I don't have enough money.’ When I hear it, I look a little clumsy.

He was learning the world little by little.

“Phew. It's finally done. ”

Spring even wrote novels and epilogues.

The title of this Horror novel is "From the Sin of the Dawn." A fairly lyrical title was born. The outcome of the contest came in a few months, so now all you have to do is sit back and wait.

“Well done. I've been trying for months. I hope it's good.”

“I see... ”

In the spring, the answer was a little unexpected.

“What is it? Still greedy? ”

“Yes? Ah.. Hmm….”

For a moment, the spring that struck his lower lip with his fingers widened his eyes.

“Huh? Like that? Something, I think I heard. I had no interest in being good. ”

“It's good to have a king. ”

“Yes.”

But there was a problem. When you haven't registered for the contest yet. Summer knocked on the spring keyboard while spring was away for a while.

“Huh? Huh? Huh?”

I have checked the manuscripts registered for the return spring several times.

Then he bites his lips and summers.

“Hey. Summer ―”

It was an annoying, mixed voice of spring, which I hardly heard in my upkeep.

“Huh? Why? ”

“What are you? What have you done?”

“You didn't set a name? That's why I set it up. ”

“Me, me. I've got a name. ”

“Then don't tell me. ”

“You, you... ”

“So what? ”

“Spring is coming.”

“That's a requirement. When did you decide? ”

“Just now!”

Spring shouts. I didn't even know that the voice of spring could grow like this today.

Summer frowned and laughed awkwardly.

“Yes? Then register again. ”

“You can't register again. Don't you dare touch me in the future. My stuff. Okay? ”

“Ugh. Sorry. ”

“You, really, really, really..... ”

Spring breathed heavily into my nose. He opened his mouth and repeated biting his lips. I saw how angry I was, from the bottom of my cheek to my neck over my white skin.

So he snuck up on his summer registration.

[From the sin of dawn]

Writer: Broccoli

Oh, my God.

Big, when the snoring comes out, the spring flicks around him.

The eyes of the grass seemed to be frightened somewhere beyond the cold.

“Why?”

“Huh?”

“Why are you laughing? Funny?”

“I didn't laugh. ”

“If I were on the prize, would you ask me to climb into the podium of a broccoli writer? Then my real head will become a broccoli indexing laughter..? Funny, is this...? ”

“No. It's not funny... ”

Summer smiles as the fire poop splashes on the keeper.

He seemed to take the novel more seriously than he thought. I felt a little skeptical. I didn't understand that he was more angry with himself than in summer.

In any case, Spring seemed to cry for a joke, so he pretended not to be as good as he could be.

So that day was a spine seat.

“Umm. Time to go to training. ”

Summer shunned the position, humming awkwardly.

As always, I dressed up to train and carried my bag to the door.

He used to practice anger control these days.

However, there was no performance.

Just now. When the spring rang, he had to endure a reflexive stiffness.

It will also have a share of the natural sacraments. I will also do my part as a Red Clan. However, he was right to view it as a mental illness rather than a personality.

It is not a matter of personality.

It is a disease that needs to be treated.

At some point, avoiding a place where he would be angry was the best summer could do. In other words, it makes me angry.

When the uncontrolled situation comes back to a big shock. He should put a "safety pin" on the summer.

And I knew how to use the safety pin. How I stumbled onto it at the end of the 5th.

If you want a safety pin.

He may have to push this Red Dragon Hatzling into an extreme situation. It's violent and ruthless. Summer will hurt. He has to do it even when he's sick.

It was fine at the time, but now I think it was bitter.

He hoped that such a time would not come.

“Why. See what? ”

Summer tied up his red heel and asked.

He shook his head.

As much as he's trying, though. I don't think there's a good result.

“Go and come. ”

“Uh.”

Oil price.

He recently began to consciously distance himself from the chick. I used to be alone on the streets all the time.

It seemed like consciously throwing itself into an environment without chicks. By getting some of BY's memories and emotions. His judgment was very reasonable to him.

So when spring finds the autumn, the one who bought baguette bread shakes his hand with a wide smile.

“Huh? Why are you filming me?! ”

“I'm sending a video to the underground labyrinth. ”

“Oh! It's already today! ”

“We have to do it, V. ”

“Beautiful. ”

This was surprising to see.

It doesn't mean you can practice separation either.

The only chick left in the dormitory looked for the owner of the Beep Jung Phi Jung, and was held in the hands of the guardian and entered the new pot.

“This is your home. ”

The guardian's red eyes were bent in a ^ ^ shape. A chick who didn't know what was going on took a nap in a cozy cauldron.

This routine was flowing.

The regent wanted this to be unshakeable.

To do so, he had to go to a place that was not routine from now on.

Late time for children to be in the corner. If he tries to leave the dormitory without saying anything, spring opens a sluggish visit.

Eyes close. He approaches him cautiously.

“Go?”

“Uh.”

“You'll be here any minute? ”

“We should. We'll be here before noon. ”

“ ……. ”

Then he sluggishly heads to his room. Waiting quietly, I pulled out a tie.

“What are you doing? ”

“… Appearance is power. ”

“What power. ”

“If you look a little neater. People will open their minds a little easier. ”

I don't know what I've been looking at.

He then stretches out his arms and wraps his tie around his neck. Then I began to tie it with my slow hands. As always, his neck is knotted with an unfamiliar tie, which used to be a slack on his shirt.

Spring then opened his mouth carefully.

“I'm sorry I got angry during the day. ”

“That's it. You should be angry. ”

“ ……. ”

“Never mind. ”

“Yes... ”

Very close.

He was in trouble, but he didn't look away.

The face of the spring was close, as it did not avoid the gaze.

Now that I'm close, I feel a little bit more realistic about what Spring calls her pretty.

Grass eyes. Eyelashes. Lower eyebrows. Twin eyelids. Then when he looked down from his head and his eyes met, he avoided the sluggish gaze.

“Well, I'm doing it. Would you like to sit down?”

Spring suddenly said that she had finished her tie, and she took something out of her pocket. I felt like I had to ask if it was wax or pomace on my head. Why is that coming out of her pocket?

While he was thinking about it, Spring touched his head carefully. My hair was always cluttered and neat. The finger of spring touches the head. I can feel it touching my ear.

When you're done. Spring looked at his face with a dark eye.

It was a teasing distance, so he was preparing his mind beforehand.

Spring did not tease him. He asked because he seemed a little distracted.

“Are you done?”

“Ah, yes.. ”

“Thank you. I'll be right back. I'm keeping the house safe. ”

“Yes, yes... ”

Curiously, he didn't tease him to the end.

It's a big deal. Thinking about it, he went out to the dorm.

* * *

Then the dark spring returned to its focus as if it had awakened.

Exhale deeply. The moment I shook my head, I realized I was too nervous. Later enough to realize a pair of red eyes are looking this way.

Summer was looking at him.

“Why?"

“What did you do? Just now?”

“I touched your head. ”

“Uh-huh.”

Summer nodded uncontrollably.

I went into my room with no spring.

However, when spring entered the room, summer came out of the living-room. Then he looked at the chair where he was sitting, and he remembered the look of spring.

Surprise and excitement came to mind in the summer.

‘Wow, what the fuck.. ’

I had doubts a few times. Spring sometimes naturally leans on her head or arms.

When I saw you wearing his clothes, did this cucumber have that sexual orientation? I didn't do it.

It means he didn't take it for granted.

Because the dragon that came out of the amusement can't hold feelings of love towards someone.

"A dragon can't love someone during a heyday.

To avoid being overimmersed in humor. It was one of the basic magic trapped in the Piece of Ancient One attached to the Dragon Heart. Spring, of course, was a dragon. There was a dragon heart. Fragments of origin also depended on it. This was even confirmed by Rod before he came out.

‘What...? ’

But what did the Spring Eye just say? Spring's eyes resembled the paintings that summer often saw in pure cartoons.

To put it in a very shameful expression...

It was the eyes of a woman in love.

I couldn't pass this irony on without a grudge. Summer knocked on the spring visit.

“You know, Yubom. Open the door. ”

― Why?

“I have something to ask you. ”