How To Tame an Academy Dragon

69. I run when I’m frustrated

School is just around the corner.

There is a clause stating that dormitory students must enter the dormitory until the first day of school, but students who have gone through the grades seem to know very well how annoying it is.

Unlike the 1st and 2nd year students, the number of students returning to the dormitory at the earliest was a week or at least a day earlier.

As proof, the sales doubling every day proves it.

Daily sales, which used to be 50 gold every now and then, started approaching 500 gold, and as of today, it has recovered to a figure close to the previous sales.

“Hey. Where did the Mister Draw game go?”

Thanks to the students huddled together at the counter, the existence of the lottery board, which I had completely forgotten about, came to mind.

“Ah. I cleaned it up during vacation. No one did it.”

There’s no one doing it, and it’s meaningless if someone wins a prize there.

It should be rumored, but I recall the memory of putting it away because there were no students during vacation.

“Then why don’t you do it anymore? I’ve always pulled the jackpot…”

“I’m going to do it again tomorrow. It’s not long, so I’ll change the prize when it’s over.”

“Oh!”

Insinuatingly leaks information to children.

If you tell me this subtly, they will spread rumors on their own.

While I was chatting about various things with the students for a long time, I felt an eye on me from a corner.

I can feel the stare staring at me very intensely…

“Why?”

Let’s take a closer look at the students walking around the store. The students I was talking with also look around.

“No. Anyway, have you seen the new slippers?”

“That’s right! My friend told me to buy it!”

As the topic changes naturally, the children respond with applause.

And I continued my conversation with the students, glancing at the top of the Doha Prius surrounded by students like me.

***

Oops. Say good

Look at that little girl, surrounded by giggling girls, tearing herself apart.

How are you? I’m just in the mood to kiss you.

Raj leaned against the counter and began chatting with the girls as if telling a secret story with her upper body bent.

I wish I wish!

“I… Mr. Doha.”

“What!”

I’m dying of nerves, but there are kids who always bother me.

After I reflexively shouted, I was sorry, so I turned her head and saw a male student looking this way with black slippers in her hand.

Look closely, a strange bastard who doesn’t say why he called and blushes his ears for no reason.

“Oh why!”

“That! That, that slipper doesn’t have a different size…”

“I…”

The male student gets wrinkled.

“Hey. I can’t see this.”

As she pointed her finger at the shelf, the boy’s eyes also moved to find the tip of her finger.

A piece of paper attached to a shelf full of slippers. There is no ‘if not here. Don’t ask.’

This is a guide I wrote in my own handwriting. Don’t you read it? Are your eyes swollen?

“Sorry, sorry!”

A male student walks out of the store with his hips bent.

“Hey dude!! I need to leave my slippers asshole!!”

Comes back and kicks the male student who tries to get down to his knees.

A boy’s knees are so light, how can he use them?

As he puts the slippers he returned back to the shelf, a roar of laughter erupts from the counter.

“Ahahahahaha! A lie~ Who believes it~”

“That’s why no one believes that~”

“Because it’s real.”

Raz with a cheeky smile, and b*tches making a fuss and having seizures with each other. The world is going crazy.

He wears a pink stone on his toe, drags slippers on his feet, and his clothes are tight to the body, as if he had been given them to a tailor to cut them down.

I have to write it too, but I wonder if it can look as insignificant as that. You look so hot

Where did you learn to do makeup and look at how you painted it? Did you want to look that good? It’s the stationery man! I’m much older than you!

“Come to think of it… How old is he?”

Ali has never been asked before. Of course you think you’re younger than me.

So I’m a dragon? There’s no way you’re older than a dragon that’s 213 years this year.

That guy was accustomed to my younger generation and said he was kicked out of the Pandemonium during his coming-of-age ceremony, so he must be young for a while.

Ha. A young man is no different.

“Not much?”

What’s not good about it? As a man? As a male?

“Oops…”

I couldn’t keep my eyes off the girls’ outfits.

Looking at the almost empty display shelves after the business on the last evening before school starts, I feel empty in my heart.

When the f*ck are you going to fill this up?

“Can’t we do it tomorrow?”

“You sound like tomorrow. You won’t go to work tomorrow.”

I took a look at Raj just in case, but I didn’t just go over it because he was quick to notice.

“If you hadn’t played with girls, it wouldn’t have been this much. Huh?”

Thinking of Raj surrounded by female students makes her grumpy again.

Raj rubbed the back of her neck and turned her head around and stared at me with her characteristic pitiful expression.

“This is also a service. Without even knowing it.”

“Do you want to go behind?”

It pisses me off that the attitude of ignoring me is getting thicker these days.

I don’t know if he’s got a big head after he’s served him all the time, or if he thinks he’s a real boss because he’s been working for a while.

“Let’s go to bed. You should clean up and go to work.”

But like her quick-witted Raj, before I get angry, she puts her hands on my shoulders and starts pushing her back.

“Let go, let go!!”

Where are you touching?! This is the real thing!!

However, the warmth coming from Raj’s large hand on her shoulder was something she couldn’t resist.

In the end, I was pushed all the way to the warehouse and put into overtime without even getting angry.

“Ha… How the other dragons would laugh at me if they knew…”

A dragon being eaten by demons. Is that the strongest princess? For me, it’s a coup.

As I was gloomy alone in the warehouse taking stock, I suddenly remembered the image of her mother talking to Raj.

My mother has high femininity. She is an elegant female who has no flaws in anything from her way of speaking to her actions.

“That bastard couldn’t take his eyes off him either.”

When I thought of Raj, who was always looking at her mother in a state of fascination, I became angry.

I don’t think he’s a dirty, dirty dreamer, so he’s just panting like a mutt in heat.

“Why me. I’m so…”

I want to run out and throw it away right away, but I close my eyes tightly and take a deep breath.

I’m angry because he’s never reacted like that to me, and my pride is so hurt.

“Mistress. You’re a b*tch, really.”

Sweeps the flowing hair at random without noticing.

My short hair, which was cut like a knife on the last day of every month and maintained its length, has grown into a long length that hangs down to my shoulders before I know it.

“I’m an idiot. I’m going to enjoy some kind of wealth and glory.”

You did useless things and the troublesome things increased.

I rummage through the apron given to her by Raj and take out her hair tie.

This apron will end tomorrow…

‘…You have to go to school. I’m busy studying and I don’t have time.’

Raz’s words linger in my ears.

“Ahh, you asshole.”

I’ll live like that and search for it. Go to my alpaca

When I came out of the storage room with her things, Raj had already organized everything.

Floors, windows, and display stands. With nothing missing and already finished, he sat at the counter with his eyes closed.

Isn’t that bastard always sleeping like that and going into girls’ dreams?

If you think of the top plate that smiles maliciously when you are bored, you will definitely be like that. That’s because it’s a dream. So, at school…

She quickly shakes her head at the embarrassing memory of her that she doesn’t want to recall.

Where is that? In front of the emperor and dad from the groundwater. Other than that, for one reason or another, did he secretly touch me and make fun of me once or twice?

Should I kill him?

Kul-Kul-Za stares at Raj, but she doesn’t know if she knows how I feel. An incubus who has no intention of getting up.

All sorts of obscene memories biting tail after tail.

The problem is that recently, even the contents of the novels and cartoons created by those crazy b*tches are being mixed deliciously.

To think that b*tches are writing such a low-level book against me…

I want to break my head right now and take it to the streets.

“You shouldn’t oppress culture.”

Although he writes terrible novels and comics about me now, his skills are not bad.

Because I know that best because I read it myself. I knew all too well what crazy b*tches would do and say.

Of course, the name appears as a dragon named Yerena Haripri, not Doha Prius, but he is not the handsome male president of the stationery store in the academy… But anyway.

It’s an idiot if you don’t know the material that you know is the same.

In the novel, a dragon and a man who live well.

However, the artist’s preference for men was reflected, and he showed a play that made his face hot every time he saw it.

It wasn’t once or twice that I thought that, after learning that Raj was an incubus, she might be using it that way.

“Ugh! Stop! Stop!!”

He beats me in the head so that I don’t have any more thoughts.

I feel like my head keeps turning in that direction, probably because I read so many strange novels. What is the difference between me and that incubus?

I glanced at the counter hoping that Raz would wake up because of his loud voice, but the guy spread out and slept.

Seeing Raj, who showed no signs of getting up even when I was groaning and yelling at her, she was very frustrated.

From tomorrow I won’t even go to work… You bastard…

It can’t go on like this. In the end, the frustrating side moves first, both war and politics. That too.

Don’t underestimate this Doha Prius. I’ll brush it properly starting tomorrow.

With that in mind, I slipped a pink stone stone from the display stand into my pocket.