I, Valon, am frantically searching for my mother.

Kids, the Damp Little Dragon is really easy to conquer.

When Wayne heard Bella's sudden confession, he was stunned and stood there for a moment.

He'd played with Ga La a lot, and he'd seen plenty of straightforward people, but he'd never seen a hidden dialogue triggered by just 30 points of favorability.

If I had to say, Wayne had only ever seen this kind of unreasonable speed of progression in eroge (adult games).

If it's an eroge (adult game), then the plot unfolds quite clearly...

Wayne only needs to cultivate the Flying Grass and strengthen his Greatsword, then he can launch a frenzied attack on other people's spawn points and reach the pinnacle of dragon life.

But this is the real world, and Wayne is not the mysterious masked dragon.

To thrive here, Wayne needs to have his own unique approach.

Wayne took a deep breath, trying to look serious, his red vertical pupils staring directly into Bella's amber eyes.

"Okay, I agree."

Time seemed to stand still.

Bella's amber eyes were filled with unbelievable surprise.

She seemed unable to believe her ears, or rather, unable to believe this overwhelming stroke of good fortune that had fallen from the sky.

"R-really? Your Majesty Wayne, you...you agreed?!"

Bella tried to hug Wayne and bury her face in his cold scales, but she accidentally fell into a mud puddle. After climbing out, she looked at herself covered in mud and started to giggle like the white dragon Daphne.

"Hehehe~ His Majesty Wayne agreed! I'm so happy! So happy!"

As expected, the legends are all lies! Who said a black dragon can't be with other dragons?

Bella's previously damp dragon face instantly brightened with a smile, showing no trace of her former black dragon nature.

Wayne was momentarily dazed by what he saw.

Does it seem... kind of cute?

As expected, the best storylines are those where the villains are redeemed!

Uh, no, what am I thinking!

Wayne, Wayne, have you forgotten your ambitions?

Mom is the most important.

Soon, Wayne's eyes darkened as he hardened his resolve to follow his mother's lead.

Nothing could stop his longing for his mother!

Moreover, these were originally part of the plan.

According to Wayne's pre-arranged plan, he would first try to win over the little black dragon, and once the dragon agreed, Wayne would express that he really liked children.

A gloomy and insecure little black dragon like Bella, coupled with the added intimacy of their recent relationship, would certainly not refuse.

But what if baby dragons can't have children?

Yes, what should we do?

Eh!

Wayne has a plan!

Then Wayne will tell Bella that he can actually compromise and be the child.

It might sound a bit convoluted, but the core of Wayne's thinking is that he can be both a son and a father.

When that time comes, it will be only natural for Wayne, as the son, to call Bella "Mom".

As En said, then Mother can be settled, and the great cause can be secured!

Now it's time to proceed as planned.

"Okay, stop crying, Bella."

Wayne tried to make his voice sound gentle and reliable as he reached out a paw and gently patted Bella's mud-covered back.

"Now that we're partners, I think there are some things I can discuss with you."

Bella looked up at him with teary eyes, nodding vigorously, looking obedient and as if she would agree to anything he said.

"You see, we dragons value bloodlines and offspring very much, right?"

Bella tilted her head, looking thoughtful, seemingly not quite understanding why Wayne had suddenly brought this up, but she still nodded in agreement.

"I like it very much too... um, cubs."

Wayne's gaze drifted into the distance, and he tried to make his voice sound longing and a faint yearning.

"The kind that's soft, tiny, needs care, and can call out 'Mama' in a clear, sweet voice..."

Bella's face flushed red instantly. Although it wasn't visible because it was covered by a thick layer of mud, her head lowered instantly and her slightly trembling hands betrayed her shyness.

She seemed to have made a connection to something, her voice barely audible:

"If Your Majesty Wien wishes, I... I will try my best to be a good mother..."

Holy crap!

Absolutely right! That's exactly it!

If Wayne can then call out "Mom," this move will be the game-winner.

Unfortunately, I can't shout it out.

At the same time, Wayne sighed inwardly:

You really can't judge a book by its cover.

Unexpectedly, a gloomy and insecure little female dragon like Bella could reveal such a profound maternal glow once she became "normal"!

Now, we're just one step away from success!

Wayne was secretly delighted, but a perfectly timed hint of regret appeared on his face.

"But... Bella, we're still baby dragons."

Wayne sighed dramatically, his claws unconsciously stirring the mud around him.

"We're not even adult dragons ourselves, how could we possibly have cubs? But, I'm willing to take a small loss..."

Seeing Bella's thoughtful expression, Wayne was overjoyed.

Hehehe.

Your Uncle Wayne is someone who's good at taking small losses.

Next, he's going to go and be Meimei's son, enjoying the passive pleasure.

Victory is within reach.

If Wayne then subtly expresses his willingness to suffer a little loss and be his child, wouldn't it be a sure thing for Bella, who's head over heels in love, to become his mother?

At that moment, Wayne seemed to see the dawn of victory, to see the Mom Mark jump from a pitiful two layers to a generous three layers, and to hear the system's pleasant notification sound of Mom Mark +1.

However, just as he was beginning to ponder what kind of talisman corresponded to the black dragon, the next second, Bella's soft, sweet voice came from beside him:

"That's not how it is, Your Majesty Wayne."

Bella's soft, sweet voice, tinged with confusion and earnest correction, came from beside him.

"If His Majesty Wayne desires it, we can have it now."

"..."

No, you dragons all have a Western style, right?

Why do they all just start drying right away?

Upon hearing this, Wayne felt a chill run through his cloaca and quickly took a few steps back.

The memory of almost being robbed by Anna was still fresh in his mind, and Wayne had to prevent Bella from coming up and forcibly fertilizing him.

However, what Wayne didn't realize was that things were far more complicated than that...

However, when faced with Wayne's sudden retreat, Bella simply tilted her head, a hint of confusion on her face, but she didn't pounce on him as Wayne had feared.

Bella didn't seem to be thinking in that direction at all. Instead, she started to think about the child's problem very seriously, with a furrowed brow.

"Hmm... His Majesty Wayne likes cubs..."

Bella tapped her chin with her paw and muttered to herself:

"Soft and tiny, it can call for its mother...it needs to be taken care of..."

A strange light flickered in Bella's amber vertical pupils.

Then, as if suddenly remembering some crucial information, Bella abruptly raised her head and looked at Wayne:

"By the way, Your Majesty Wayne, regarding children... what race do you prefer?"

"..."

Wayne: "???"