Ryusousha ha Shizukani Kurashitai

The routine for me is back.

I work part-time in a bakery before class starts, and then practice riding a class or dragon until the evening.

The internship is flying over the king's capital aboard the charazard.

The college and the dragon field are also huge, but as soon as Sharazard gets a little in tune, it pops up.

Making bread with 'Fluffy Blower' this morning as well.

He said I was molding bread in good shape.

"You're no different."

Mr. Rob was smiling bitterly.

"It would be strange if things changed so quickly."

"Normally, when you're in the second life, you shouldn't be too busy looking after dragons."

"Really?"

Once and for all, it's not a second regeneration. Even so, in a month's time, the second-rate graduates.

And now we're the upper classmates.

Looking at last year's second regeneration, exercises were in there quite often.

I could have come baking this morning, but I must also be prepared for more expeditions ahead.

This is where you heal me. [M]

I'm trying to get through as much as I can even after a second regeneration.

Speaking of which, has it been since I got the dragon?

Mira began to show her face in the planting.

That sleeper.

Rubbing my sleepy eyes and still working on the dough next to me.

The speed is not good, but I think it's starting to grow.

When making bread for sale, be careful not to tear the bread apart in size.

For this purpose, uniform thickness fabric making becomes important.

"That stretching stick, okay?

"Well... that's not too bad"

Mira is using my souvenir. [M]

It's too thin for me and Rob to use, but it's perfect for Mira.

It was worth the time I spent choosing.

"What about the Black Dragon, more than that?

"Charazard? I'm free to do it."

Mira says that even in the much-talked-shifting King's Capital, there's still no end to the subject of Shalazad.

Is it because, unlike Her Majesty's White Dragon, she frequently flies over the King's Capital in her internship?

Sometimes I wonder if dragons can feel free.

Still, other than loud enough to go hunting the Moon Warcraft, I'm doing it fine.

When I'm in the dragon house, I feed well, and I go out for walks every day as much as possible.

I guess it's distracting because there are other dragons at night.

Charazard is quite cheerful.

However, I really want them to go hunting the Moon Warcraft one of these days because I can't leave them alone very forever.

I also want to see what Charazard is capable of. I think I have the strength to follow a medium-sized dragon...

"... hey, something's been getting hard lately to keep quiet"

'Cause there's gonna be trouble at the store.'

I want you to keep your mouth shut all the time.

Anyway, rumors of the inhabitants of King's Capital are fast.

If you find out that I work part-time here, it's going to be hard.

I talked to Rob and decided I would never tell him until I graduated.

I have trouble coming to the store for anything other than bread.

"You think it'll be publicity, don't you? If the dragon jockey says something about baked bread and sells it."

"That way!

That day when there was a dragon pick-up ritual.

Rob and Fine, plus Mira and Cucine's family. They're here to see it.

I didn't know where you were at the venue.

"The venue would have panicked a lot then. That was funny."

Be bold, Mira won't be frightened or run away, let's just calm down.

When I asked why, I said, "Because you're the dragon you brought. I thought it was okay," he laughed.

The people of the king's capital, who should be accustomed to dragons, were so surprised.

Mira has a liver.

Even as a joke, the bread baked by dragon jockeys is all they take care of, so I want to repay them in some way.

I don't know when, but that's what I decided.

After part-time work, I go back to my dorm.

Today is riding training.

They're about to graduate. Apparently, they're training for an improvised formation.

In the case of sharazard, it is not necessary, so I am learning to ride a song.

This is for practicing 'how to avoid' when things happen.

When formations are formed and attacked, it is dangerous to hit each other if they are scattered in pieces.

It spreads to avoid a proper bump and needs to be regrouped elsewhere.

That's practice.

Even so, Shalazad is the center of the formation.

Sharazard remembers well. However, he wants to add a twist (...) to the formation behavior immediately.

I want to dye the squad my color.

After a while, only a bunch of dragons following Shalazad started making strange moves.

You can't, it is.

"What, you'll get used to it soon"

"Once you get used to it, you can't incorporate it into another formation."

"You can incorporate it as my exclusive."

"That reasoning is strange"

Where does my novel blow?

After all, a free dragon may not work.

When I got back to the dorm after class, Linda was writing to me again.

"Uh... tomorrow"

The letter says it's urgent.

"Is something wrong? There was something I wanted to talk to you about, too, so I hope so."

I have class off tomorrow, so I don't have a problem.

It has its usual restaurant in the afternoon.

"Afternoon means that once you get back to the dorm and take care of Charazard, you can work part-time at the bakery until just before."

The restaurant is in the commercial district, so it looks fine to the point of criticism.

I was concerned about the urgency.

Well, what kind of stories does Linda bring?