Crossing the azure as a black dragon

This proposal was rejected by the central government.

Although the proposal was not passed, it sent a dangerous signal. After all, the first two proposals could only cause them trouble at most, but if the latter were implemented, these auxiliary turrets could instantly switch sides if the Sirens directly invaded the main data.

As the company pondered, it glanced at the black dragon playing in the water.

Wales had privately warned them not to tell Black Dragon about the proposal to avoid any accidents. Although she felt it was unnecessary, since the proposal hadn't been approved, it didn't matter if she didn't say anything.

"Um, what's wrong?"

Black Flying Dragon noticed that the company was watching him, and somewhat embarrassedly adjusted the towel he was wearing.

"It's okay, I've already made it."

The man looked away, stood up, walked out of the hot spring pool, and began to dry his body with a towel.

The black dragon peeked around for a while, then sank to the surface with a gurgling sound.

……

"Great! As expected of a hot spring pool with restorative properties, it did not disappoint me."

Leaving the hot spring, Black Flying Dragon changed into a loose bathrobe and strolled along the cobblestone path, clutching a brand-new scabbard that gleamed dazzlingly in the sunlight.

Since discovering that her injuries could heal themselves, Black Dragon has rarely come to the repair pool. This time, she wasn't injured at all; she just wanted to try out whether the repair pool could maintain her scabbard, and the effect was quite remarkable.

"Your Highness Black Dragon, greetings."

As they crossed a fork in the road, Fusang, dressed in a black kimono embroidered with wisteria patterns, unexpectedly encountered Hei Feilong. She took a half-step back and greeted Hei Feilong.

"Hello, are you also participating in the competition in Japan this time?"

Black Flying Dragon sheathed his sword and said with a smile.

"Yes, I walked around the port area a few times."

Fusang nodded in reply.

"Thank you for your hard work. I won't bother you any longer."

Black Flying Dragon nodded and walked away.

"Ah, please wait a moment."

Fusang reached out in an attempt to stop Hei Feilong, but quickly withdrew her hand just before it touched Hei Feilong's clothes.

"Do you have any plans for tonight?"

Black Flying Dragon stopped, turned around, and asked with a light laugh.

"I apologize, but Lord Nagato wishes to host a banquet tonight to thank everyone in the Free Port District. Please make sure you attend."

Fusang bowed slightly to the black dragon.

"No problem, but you don't need to be so formal when you talk to me. Just treat it like you're talking to a regular friend."

Black Flying Dragon nodded, put his hands inside his sleeves and clasped them together in front of him, and said.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Fusang smiled slightly.

"Okay, see you later."

Black Flying Dragon responded and turned to leave.

After circling left and right, the black dragon returned to its small courtyard.

As soon as they turned the corner, Black Dragon saw a group of Manjuu dismantling the restaurant tent outside the building, while Yuudachi sat on the adjacent corridor, resting her chin on her hands and watching the Manjuu get to work.

"Huh? Ah, Sister Long! Welcome back!"

Yuudachi, who was feeling a bit drowsy, caught a glimpse of the black dragon appearing at the archway. She stood up with some excitement and ran over, but her sudden loud noise startled Manju, who was climbing a small ladder next to her, and almost made him fall.

"I'm back. Why didn't you go out today?"

Black Dragon reached out and patted Yuudachi's head, its gaze falling on the object that had already been partially dismantled.

The tent.

The news that they're going back tomorrow must have already reached the Nagato group. A banquet is being held for them tonight. This tent has completed its task and can be retired.

"Sister Long, have you forgotten? Everyone went out to sea to look for the Sirens today."

Yuudachi looked up at the black dragon, expressing concern about her dragon sister's memory.

“That makes sense, but we’re heading back to Donghuang tomorrow, so if we’re going to say goodbye to our friends, now’s the only time.”

Black Flying Dragon raised the corners of his mouth slightly, squatted down, and looked at Yuudachi at eye level.

"Ah, no wonder the barbarian chicks have started tearing down houses."

Yuudachi was surprised and turned to look at the busy Banju.

"Haha, are you so used to living here that you don't want to go back?"

Black Flying Dragon joked with a smile.

She's been quite busy lately and hasn't spent much time with Yuudachi. Luckily, there are a lot of destroyers here, otherwise this Sakura Empire trip would have disappointed Yuudachi again.

"How could that be! I'm more worried that you might want to stay a little longer, Sister Long."

Yuudachi quickly shook his head, then, as if remembering something, put his hands on his hips and hummed twice.

"It wouldn't hurt to stay a little longer, but I'm afraid that if I don't go back soon, the people in the Free Port area will forget about me. So I'll go back and stay for a while first, and come back to visit again when I have the chance."

Seeing Yuudachi's adorable appearance, Kurohiryu couldn't help but reach out and pinch her little cheek.

"Sister Long, have you noticed that you've said similar things a lot before, and then... Waaaaah!"

Yuudachi saw that Black Flying Dragon was using the same old excuse again, and just as she was about to expose him, Black Flying Dragon pinched her face and started rubbing it.

"Huh? What are you saying, Yuudachi?"

Black Flying Dragon released his grip, looked at Yuudachi with a smile, and asked.

"I didn't say anything!"

Yuudachi covered her face with both hands and shook her head vigorously.

"Oh, I see. I'm about to tidy up my room. Do you need my help?"

Black Flying Dragon stood up with satisfaction, looked up at his two rooms, and said.

"I'm going to say goodbye to other people. Good luck, Sister Long!"

Upon hearing this, Yuudachi dashed out of the courtyard and peeked out from behind the arched gate.

"Come back early, we're going to a banquet tonight."

Black Flying Dragon waved and raised his voice to give a word of advice.

"Good~"

Leaving behind a drawn-out tone, Yuudachi ran away.

"This guy."

Black Flying Dragon put his hands on his hips, shook his head, and walked into the small house where he had lived for some time.

She lived alone before and there was basically no furniture. It was only after Yuudachi came that she started to add some furniture... But it seems like there were more toys than furniture.

After taking a quick look, Black Flying Dragon began tidying up the room.

……

Time flies, and night gradually envelops everything. On a certain island, lights like fireflies illuminate the surrounding sea, and several lighthouses become guiding lights.

"Roughly speaking, haven't I been here for more than a month?"

Walking on the path illuminated by ground lights, Black Flying Dragon counted on his fingers how many days he had been here.

She's encountered a lot of people and things lately, and she's a bit confused about it all.

"Hoohoo."

Yuu-dachi listened to the sound of Kuro-bi's arithmetic from the side, turning her head to suppress a laugh.

Black Dragon cracked his knuckles, making a crisp sound.

"Ah, the New Year of Donghuang will be in just over a month. Will we be able to celebrate two New Years a year from now on?"

Yuudachi suddenly raised her hand to ask a question.

"Dream on. I won't be coming to Sakura Empire for the New Year again."

Black Flying Dragon reached out and ruffled Yuudachi's hair, denying it without hesitation.

This was truly a coincidence; there was nothing she could do about it. Otherwise, she wouldn't want to sit in a fortune-telling booth for hours wearing that troublesome kimono.

"Hehe, what if someone invites us?"

Yuudachi chuckled mischievously twice and asked.

"Well, that depends on who we've invited."

Black Dragon looked up at the sky, and the beautiful starry sky was fully reflected in its eyes.

That's one of the advantages of living far from the city, and that's all thanks to Manjiu's superb skills; otherwise, the insects alone would be enough of a nuisance.

Yuudachi covered her mouth and chuckled.

Hei Feilong heard this, snorted, and quickened his pace. The two soon arrived at the brightly lit main hall of the shrine.

"Your Highness Black Dragon, this way."

Yamashiro stood at the edge of the corridor and looked out. When he saw the Black Flying Dragon appear, he quickly waved and called out to it.

"Don't rush, has everyone else arrived?"

Black Flying Dragon walked up to Mountain City and tilted his head to ask.

“We’ve all arrived long ago, but you’re the last one here, Prince Black Dragon.”

Rambling thoughts from a mountain city.

Black Flying Dragon chuckled twice and followed Mountain City into the room.