The Magus of Genesis

"…… n. Except for your tongue."

I checked his body up, and that's how I diagnosed him.

... I had to, but I had to.

This guy's body through the White Dragon's magic was so worn out just two weeks ago that he couldn't even turn around walking on his own. The path through the magic in the body, the meridians had been cut a thousand times. Even if some sequelae remain...... no, the injury is so great that it's not strange that if you do poorly, you would have gone straight to sleep.

The creature named Dragon is still bullshit because it will heal in only two weeks.

"Why is your tongue so slow to heal?"

"Maybe it's because you put it on yourself."

According to this guy, magic is made of will. The healing of wounds is also a magical consequence. The wound is damaged or the body does not move, and the desire to heal quickly heals the wound.

The willingness to scratch yourself is in direct conflict with it. I guess that's why the recovery hasn't worked well.

"Take your time... until your tongue heals."

It's about this guy. There's no way I can get my thoughts together in just two weeks. No, on the contrary, I must have had an extra deepening of my worries in the past two weeks.

I know the Eye, Yuki, and Lynn were sneaking up on this guy to make some alone time. You must have hit that think-length with all your might. I know best that this indecisive dragon is not the kind of man who can unhinder such thoughts.

"Slow down? I guess I can get back to work now, huh?

"Not..."

As usual, this guy is dull.

"Before you fall... I told you I needed to talk to you. It's about that."

Months or a year. The dragon playback speed is too little data to predict for me, but well, it'll be just the right time for this guy. You can worry about it slowly at best.

"No."

I thought so.

The guy tried to get himself up and stared straight at me.

"It's fine now. I need to ask you something right now."

"What?"

Are we talking about work? But did something happen at this time?

Or how about dinner this evening...

"Let's get married."

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Huh?

"Speaking of which, I thought you'd never spoken properly."

No, hey, huh? Wait. What...

"Always...... always, thank you for staying with me and supporting me. This is what I can do now, Nina. Thanks to you."

Lies, why, what the hell, come on...

"I love you. I want you to stay with me forever. My…… that. I want you to be my wife. No…………………? Uh, Nina.........?

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This is a dream.

'Cause otherwise... there's no way this guy would say something like this.

"Wow!? Why!?"

He looks at me with a panicked face. What the hell are you panicking about? This is a dream, so there's no need to panic.

"I hated it so much!?

"What? What are you talking about? You've decided to be so happy."

Well, if it's a dream, don't you need to be strong? I think so and answer honestly.

"No, because... why, are you crying?

For the first time since I've been told, I've noticed bleak water spilling out of my own eyes.

"This is just a tear of joy. I just came out because you say what you want to dream about. Never mind."

"Ugh, yeah………………"

The guy nodded bewildered and stared at me.

"Uh... well, I mean, you agreed, okay?"

"Naturally. I love you too."

Would it be easier to live with this much more honestly, even if it wasn't a dream? When I thought about it, I answered, but even the bright red guy turned bright red all the way to his face.

"Thank you, Nina…………."

Whoa, whoa, he can hold me.

"……… warm"

It doesn't change whether you look like a person or a dragon. Your body temperature has been around ever since it was the first time.

I'm relieved why, it's warm enough to envelop my whole body.

"……… stroke."

"Hmm?"

"Head."

"Ah, yeah."

My hand, which was spinning on my back, moved to the back of my head and my big palm stroked my head slowly and gently. Hmm... this is good.

"Kind of cute for Nina today."

"What? She's not usually cute."

It's a dream, so I don't want you to say anything extra. If you think so, a soft bitter smile comes back.

"Of course, she's usually cute."

"Mm-hmm. Say more"

"Yes, sir. Lovely. Lovely. Nina's adorable."

I wasn't slightly dissatisfied with the way you put it, but it's a good point for this guy. Most importantly, it's not bad to be praised while being stroked...... yeah. Not quite bad.

I wonder if there's any way to do this in real life...

... No way. How could I die of embarrassment?

Satisfy yourself only in your dreams.

... but this time my dream is somewhat longer to wake up around trying to hug me if I always do.

"Well... Nina would know."

Well, okay. He cut it out somewhat casually for me to break it off and indulge.

"Sweet Nina."

He's a careless guy to the point of dreaming. I'll correct the way you call me.

"Oh, and, um... I love you from the bottom of my heart about your lovely Nina."

Yeah, yeah. Good.

"It's just... that. Nina's not the only one I love."

...... hmm?

"Eye, yuki, lynn... and not as a heterosexual, but also about Cruse. I... can't let go after all."

Wait a minute......

"Why do you say that......?

"I know you're saying the worst. But... that's how I honestly feel about not faking it."

No, I'm not.

If it's a convenient dream for me, there's no way I'd bother to say that.

That's... what I figured out a long time ago.

"This... isn't it a dream?

He thinks a little and answers.

"If this world isn't a dream of a butterfly... I don't think it's a dream"

I died of embarrassment.

"Fool. Fool. If it's not a dream, why didn't you say so from the beginning?"

I accidentally slapped a thick chest plate with my fist as I tried to bury my face in my chest. You don't have to look in the mirror to see it stained bright red to the tip of your ear. I was too shy to look up.

"Sorry. I just wanted to be frank with you."

I say that with an apology to that complaining about nothing but a complete eight-win.

His hands stroking his head gently are as if he were a child.

"That's... well, I passed it on..."

To be honest, what I said was what I knew. I can't believe this guy likes me, because it's so obvious that water apple trees will put flowers on spring.

But I never thought I'd be able to tell you that so straight.

"Wouldn't it suck to like other women right after that?

"Ugh..."

If I teased him a little, he moaned uncomfortably first. I know it's meant to be this guy's sincerity, but it's kind of sloppy. Well, I'm used to it.

"Did you tell the other kids about this?

"No, not yet... Nina's the first."

Heh, heh. Yeah. That's right. Heh...

Well, it's about this guy, so I guess it doesn't mean anything profound in order.

"Nina was the first person I saw."

See. Just because I happened to be in front of you...

"Nearest, he stayed the longest. So I thought I should tell you first."

Yeah, already.

I grab him by the collar and pull him in.

"Nee............ uhh"

And I shut him up so I couldn't say any more unnecessary things.