Chapter 0379-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

Degree of cleanliness is a bit of a killer for her.

And for the past five days, she had been in that mountainous forest outside the Empire, with the wind and the stars and the moon.

She also had to watch out for patrolling dragonslayer squads when she slept at night, not that she was afraid of fighting the humans, it was just that she couldn’t continue to wait there for Leon if she was discovered.

Thinking back to her life of more than two hundred years, where was there anyone who deserved to be treated with such lowliness?

A captive is just a captive, but to have her take it so seriously, it’s really the inverse of the Big Dipper.

“Hmph, Leon Casmode, this time you’ve come back, so don’t just leave!”

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One more later today.

aurora

1 Ms. Ginryu wants me to confess.

Finding a few clean clothes, the two of them took another shower one after the other.

They didn’t wash together because they didn’t want to exercise strenuously after breakfast, which is not good for the body and can cause gastroptosis.

After taking a shower and unloading the exhaustion and strain of the past five days, the couple got into bed comfortably.

I was thinking of taking a nap to refresh myself.

Tiredness and sleepiness were two different things, though, and they were now lying in bed, feeling nothing but physical exhaustion, but not wanting to sleep at all.

Or maybe it was because after this ‘little goodbye’, neither wanted to spend the first few hours of their reunion sleeping.

On the bed, the two couples were in a surprisingly consistent position.

They were leaning against the bed, arms folded on their stomachs, while a large and a small teddy bear sat between them.

Roseweather was barefoot, her eyes fixed on her delicate, tiny jade feet, occasionally curving her toes as if she were killing time.

Or maybe waiting for Leon to open his mouth first to find something to talk about.

Time passed by, and Lois Visser glanced at the wall clock; it was nine o’clock.

This morning is going to go by if we don’t say something.

She glanced again at the dragonslayer beside her, who was also looking at his feet with a blank face – only not at his own, but at Losvesser’s.

Well, pointing to him for conversation seems impossible.

Lois Visser stretched her leg and gently touched Leon’s with her cool foot.

“What for?” Leon returned lazily, but his gaze never left Los Vespers’ jade feet.

“Dead Foot Control.”

“…… I’m not.”

“You’re not that you still keep staring at my feet?”

“Well, where else would I look?” Leon spread his hands helplessly.

Oh, fair enough.

The Queen’s room is styled in a minimalist style with not a single superfluous ornament.

And Leon was now tired and sleepless, and instead of wasting his time staring at the dull monotony of the décor, he might as well look at his fake wife’s feet to potter about.

You call this foot control?