Kidnapped Dragons

“What? There's a car? ”

In the boyish short cut, there was always a spicy impression like 삵.

Minamoto Eye.

Ranked 13th among the world's superheroes.

This woman in her late thirties was one of the strongest early childhood in Japan, and was a prosecutor at the Japanese Royal Department of State.

Tinnitus is the sword of the royal family.

As if she didn't believe it, she asked Myeong-yong.

“Really?”

“Uh.”

The shriveled mythologist sweeps my hair.

“Hey, you bastard. What, what! You should have told me if that was a good thing! ”

“ ……. ”

“No, dog. You knew something was going on because the grass was dead. Surprise people!”

“... Did you? ”

The dark face of Myeong-yong also slowly began to turn white. Within, “Uh-huh!” He laughs with a big smile.

However, as soon as he arrived, he raised a big bow to BM.

“Hey, but not when you're happy. It's not cured..... We should watch. ”

“Oh, that's him, though. ”

The disease associated with the ancient species was, in fact, a type of disease that did not know what would happen in the future. Myeong-yong grabbed hold of my feelings.

“But what happened? Don't let it burst into people. Tell me the details quickly. ”

“Uh, okay. You boiled me to death here that day. The herbs that BM gave me, and where I got them. ”

“Herb? Who gave it to you? ”

“Well, it was the guy I met at the destination. He was like a strong man. ”

“Strong?”

Strong.

It's easy for someone, but the expression 'strong’ comes a little differently to them. They are individuals who operate as tactical weapons of the state.

Thus, BM who was lying on the couch also aroused interest.

“Uh, I didn't fight or anything, but I looked strong. ”

“Who is it?”

“I don't know….. ”

I remembered him for a name.

It's very strong, just as an individual. A man who seems dangerous enough for nature to warn. However, in the landscape with the girls, I felt strangely safer than dangerous.

By analogy, he was like a thorn fence.

“I don't know his name. Anyway, he gave me something like a black grass, which BM gave me, and he mixed it with it, and he was going to die. ”

“Uh, so? ”

“I gave it to Wife.... ”

The time for naming was still vivid.

No matter when she ate something after the illness got worse, she was always tasteless. Some good stuff, too. Maybe a pill or a dead goose. For her, eating was a process of forcefully swallowing food to live, and vomiting was a multiple reflex.

His wife who did....

Shrug.....

I emptied the bowl in an instant and handed it back to Myeonggi.

Thinking back then, Myeong Yong-ha laughed.

“That's it. Is there more? It feels delicious and easy to eat..... so I said, no way. But the doctor said it was during the rounds. The concentration of the Ancient Species virus has fallen……, I can see the calm……. ”

Speaking, he grabbed two fists as if they were glorious buzzing.

“All the tears came out..... I really wanted to hear that. ”

The words of congratulation did not come out right away.

However, I saw my colleague crying for a long time. Minamoto felt the same buccarium as he did without my knowledge.

“…… good. Damn it. Really. ”

Minamoto mutters, feeling full of luck.

BM also laughed bluntly and inhaled the vodka.

In fact, BM also wanted to ask his colleagues today.

It's about the man who came to his workshop. Of course, it is called "retention," and I tried to exclude as much as possible the feeling or information from it. Because I wanted him to.

However, in Myeong-yong's words, BM also had a new curiosity.

“But what? So whose side did the drug work on? ”

Following Minamoto's question, Myeong Yong-ha sighed.

“Yeah, I don't know that. The pills that BM gave me were amazing. BM. I really, really, really appreciate it. ”

BM shook his hand.

“I don't know who he is, but he looks great. If it's the same grade as the medicine that the drunkard got. It's about SS grade. ”

“... more than that. ”

BM timidly refuted.

“I gave it up when I tried. Hiccup.”

Is that how great it is to be honored as a gift to a man who doesn't know his destination?

That's it.

Naturally, the three questions resulted in one.

"Who the hell is he? ’

And I had a little more intense breeze.

‘I wish I could see you again. ’

He wanted to say thank you.

* * *

“I'm going to bed. ”

Summer comes first.

“I'll sleep too! ”

Fall also stood up.

Keeping his eyes open, he opened his watch. Time is 2: 00 in the morning. The baby dragons, who live according to human patterns, have already had too much time to sleep.

“ ……. ”

Winter also shook his head in the arms of a retainer. Unlike the others, this one was really sleepy.

“Good night.”

“ ……? ”

I looked up with my eyes halfway through the winter.

Then he smiled with a screw.

He took the winter into the spring room. Then I lay the little one on the spring bed. As he reached out his hands, the keeper gripped the blanket.

“Good night.”

“ ……. ”

But I find it regrettable somewhere.

He grabs the duvet with his two small hands and starts clearing his side.

The arm was short and repeated several times, and the winter cleared the blanket.

“It's cold if you don't cover it. ”

Doridori. Shake your head.

Even so. It won't be cold without covering him up.

The winter froze as she tried to leave the room again.

“… Ying. ”

He looks back.

“ ……. ”

I don't know what's so bad about it, but I can see the chills in my eyes.

Then, every evening, Spring took him and slept with him. From there, it was out of the interest of maintenance.

So he asked Spring who was lying on the living room couch.

“How did he sleep? ”

“Yes?”

“I put him in bed, but he didn't sleep. ”

‘Well…….’ The spring that was contemplating something aroused a body.

“Strange? I usually sleep well..... ”

* * *

Spring stroked his head in the winter.

“We have to sleep. Our winter is over. ”

Doridori.

“Don't you sleep? ”

Nod.

It's no big deal, I'd love to.

A child who had just fallen asleep and was half-drunk, now opened his eyes and refused to sleep.

“Then you shouldn't sleep. ”

The regressor's answer was simple.

You don't have to do what you don't want to do.

“I will.”

Spring agreed.

“ ……!? ”

Then I noticed why winter was panicking.

He seems to have opened his eyes, but if you look closely, he is halfway out. You seem sleepy when you look at this. ‘Why are you not going to sleep....’ The regent still had difficulty understanding this blue-haired system of behavior today.

“Well, shall I sleep with you? ”

At the end of the spring, the winter watched as it soaked.

“I got it. I'm out. ”

Winter shook his head and looked at Doridori Spring.

Spring noticed the child's weight.

“I guess winter wants to sleep with you. ”

“With me?”

A slightly embarrassing proposition.

Still, just stay together until winter falls asleep.

The regent, who judged it, lay on one side of the spring bed. Then the spring also took off the slipper and lay on the other side of the retainer.

The winter seemed to be satisfactory, and I used to smile and lie back on my feet. However, the skill of sleeping beside him has not yet been learned, so his back is revealed. Half a face is buried in the blanket, and one eye looks at the retention.

He lifts the blanket and hugs the child.

It was cozy and warm.

“ ……. ”

But why aren't you sleeping?

For almost 20 minutes, the winter only saw a steady state and did not fall asleep.

Maintenance looked at the spring.

Eyes: Why isn't he sleeping?

Spring's eyes are slightly curved.

Eyes: blah blah

Eyes: What to do.

Eyes: Hmm…….

The spring I was thinking about raised my hand.

I didn't know what I was going to do, so I held up my hand.

Then the spring slowly reached out and grabbed his hand. Then I grabbed the sledgehammer and moved it to the back of winter.

Mouth shape: Tuck. Tuck. Tuck.

Knock me on the back.

Keeping his hands up, he began to knock on his back in the winter.

Kung kung.

“ ……? ”

Kung kung kung.

“ ……!? ”

Winter opened his eyes wide with a sober expression, even though he was astonished by his sleep.

I stopped holding my hand.

It seemed to have been tapped a little hard. I said I'd slap you in the face.

“ ……. ”

The brows of winter are bent into arms.

Sorry, it was a mistake.

I hear a harsh breath. Spring took a quick breath into his nose and held on to laughter.

Then he whispered in a very small voice.

“No. Who knocks her back so hard? ”

“You should have done it before. ”

“A little softer. A little more flesh. ”

Spring demonstrated.

Knock, knock, knock.

It's different from the sound.

Spring's hand tapped the back of the winter very slowly with a certain beat. Whether the delicate tapping was good or not, the winter that opened their eyes began to fall asleep again.

Spring stretched out its hand again and led the Hand of Maintenance.

He moves his hands carefully.

Very tender. Touchy enough.

Knock…….

It seemed fine. Maintenance knocked on the back of winter with a mechanical hand. Knock-knock.

“Good.”

Spring nods.

“Now just be a little more kind. ”

It was a difficult spell.

“Like a stroke.”

I don't know. How to stroke. I think I would know what it is if I hit it like a stroke....

Still, the retention is soft and smooth as instructed by the spring. Like a stroke. I moved my hand.

The snow of the winter that I was dreaming about closes. The child fell asleep like that.

And he laid a cloud, and the spring gaze came upon him.

“ ……. ”

The eyes of the olive are also gently curled as if sleepy.

If you look at it, it was a spring bed.

Spring whispered.

“What about me?”

“ ……? ”

“I haven't slept yet..... ”

Slowly, I was learning about the spring attitude.

This situation right now. It's time for him to walk the prank.

He decided to refuse.

“Well, you have class tomorrow morning. ”

“Tomorrow, if it's a holiday...? ”

Even so, spring was so much the same as usual. It was also why he could not easily read the intent of the spring.

So what kind of answer should I give? It was time to think about the unthinkable maintenance.

“If it's a holiday, can't you sleep? ”

“But you still have to sleep. ”

“Why?”

“It's night.”

“... Then let me sleep with you, too. ”

“What?”

“I think if you stroke my head, I'll be able to sleep. ”

“ ……. ”

I felt a little hard to maintain.

It was time for him to postpone because his words were blocked.

Spring's hand reached out and touched his cheek.

“Hey.”

Then spring began to stroke his hair slowly. With very soft hands.

“One thing. ”

“It's a pilot.”

“Pilot?”

“I can't rip my head off. ”

Spring laughed lightly.

Then I looked up again.

“Gently, like this……. ”

It feels strange looking at the landscape of your dreams. “Like this, like this.....” The spring murmured with cloudy eyes and stroked the head of the retainer with an elongated stroke.

He got a little more difficult.

I don't know the details, but first, I felt like I was having a hard time. I thought it was clear that spring was a joke. Surprisingly, he had no such color.

“He's gonna wake up. ”

After pondering, the regent came up with an excuse.

“Don't you know? Winter doesn't wake up when you go to sleep. ”

I didn't know.

“ ……. ”

“Quickly……. ”

Spring only said that and took his hand off.

But he didn't even put his gaze away. ‘Where, are you not going to do this?’ His eyes seemed to say so. He wondered whenever this green-haired dragon did this. Usually, he's that suspicious. Why do you do this to yourself sometimes? It was time for him to advise on the difficulties.

Spring turned his head and buried his head in a pillow. Revealing his back.

“ ……. ”

Why are you doing this?

He stretched out his hand and laid it on the head of the spring, countless times. Then, he stroked it with a cautious hand, as if it were a cub of a small animal.

The hair scattered around my hands was soft.

But his hand was overly cautious. It seemed like it was in the spring.

“ ……! ”

Then spring lifted his head from the pillow.

Two bowls were baked. His eyes closed and he fell all over.

Within hours, he burst into bread and started laughing with silence.

.. Are you still being teased today.

The sighing regent flees without a word, and the spring bites his back and endures a cocky smile until he leaves.

* * *

The next morning, spring came out of the living room with his bag.

What bag?

“Where to.”

“Class.”

“Hugang, I say.”

Spring stops walking and looks back at him.

Then he smiled and said,

“Liar.”