Even a Cicada Becomes a Dragon If Reborn

Summer vacation of the dragon and the girl (4)

After parting with Harpy I decided to go hunting.

Didnt you say you didnt like blood and meat?

I who declared that I was going to hunt was questioned by Nyuju with eyes like a wildcat.

Ah, I dont eat it. Its for a mother and child.

Nyuju continued to stare at me dubiously.

Maa, youll understand.

I flew towards the sky.

I saw the figure of the game very well from the sky. It was the figure similar to a giant cattle which I had seen last time, but I decided for a change. Something different might be good.

I surveyed the ground. With the superior eyesight of a dragon I could even distinguish the leaves of a tree.

On the surface of a small lake I saw the shadow of a big game.

The race called lamia, would they also eat fish?

After locking onto it from the sky, I dived into the lake.

The true appearance of the shadow was a giant catfish that was the size of a human adult.

If it was this size then one should be enough. I carried the killed game and headed to the place where Lamia lived.

Nyuju looked at the huge catfish for a while and only after I called out to her she followed after me.

Are you well? Lamia.

Im well! Thanks to you I had no inconveniences.

Her appearance confirmed that her words were true.

The giant cattle from last time had added meat to her body. The child inside of her was also growing bigger.

It wasnt necessary to be afraid of any enemy while inside the territory of the dragon.

I looked at her again after one week and her impression had softened a lot.

Her beautiful long purple hair was combed and it seemed to have regained its original shine and gloss.

Mr. dragon . . ., that human . . ?

(TLN: she uses ryuu no okata. Its hard to translate that honorific so I just used Mr.)

Lamia was able to notice Nyuju who was next to me.

Lamias were excellent at magic. She could feel the extraordinary overflowing magical power from the girl.

Lamia, dont worry. She is not a bad human. No harm will be done to you or your child.

Really, if you are saying it I will believe so.

When I said so Lamia relaxed her guard.

Was it out of a sense of obligation to me or maybe she understood it by heart, I didnt know which it was.

By the way Lamia. Do you like catfish?

When I presented the catfish to Lamia she answered Yes while being ashamed.

Im glad you like it. Then, I will return again in one week.

After handing over the catfish I was about to leave but was stopped by Lamia.

Because she had roasted the catfish she asked whether I wanted to eat lunch with her.

Though it was a precious proposal but I was enriched by sap and had no interest in catfish.

I wanted to politely decline Lamias proposal but I incidentally made up my mind.

Im good but why dont you treat this girl?

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Yes, please human-san.

Lamia said so and held out a big piece to Nyuju. It was seasoned with berries, herbs, salt and pepper and the girl timidly received it.

Lamias dish was splendid.

She skillfully filleted the catfish with an obsidian knife and skewered it. The catfish seemed to have helminthes (parasitic worms) so it wasnt good to eat it raw.

Lamia quickly made a fire with magic. The meat of the catfish on skewers was arranged in circle around the flame and it was slowly baked and smoked.

The fat dropped PotoPoto and the fire flared up intensely each time but it seemed that it was calculated as well. My nose was tickled by the fragrant smell every time the surface was burnt nicely by the fire.

I didnt think that the dish from Lamia was something like this. Because of that I wanted to try it too.

I had eaten sap until now but I shouldnt drink like a baby forever. Though I depended a lot on Yggdrasils sap at the moment, but I should be weaned a little.

Nyuju received the catfish skewer with both hands and only ate small mouthful at first but after that she frantically ate the catfish.

Was she that hungry? I thought that but it didnt seem to be the case.

Tears overflowed from the girls eyes and fell PoroPoro.

Lamia silently handed another skewer to the girl who ate the skewer bare in no time.

She didnt say anything and only looked at her with gentle eyes of a mother.

Is it delicious? Nyuju.

As an answer to my question she shook her head up and down.

Its delicious . . ., its delicious . . .

She cried.

And then I understood her state and the meaning of her words delicious.

I didnt know what kind of food she had eaten so far, but it was easy to imagine that she hadnt eaten just for the pleasure of eating until now.

I waited until Nyuju had finished her second skewer and then asked Lamia.

Lamia, is the child in your belly alright?

Yes, its growing quickly thanks to you. It might even be born in a week.

Hou! Hou! Thats wonderful! Babies are joyful things!

Lamias are ovoviviparous creatures and after laying the egg, it will be raised inside the vagina.

The child that will be born will have the same appearance as the parents. If it was her child, surely a lovely baby would be born.

. . . Baby?

Nyuju said that while looking at me and Lamia.

. . . Fumu, it seemed like she had misunderstood it. I tried to deny it but Lamia opened her mouth faster.

Unfortunately, it isnt the child of Mr. dragon. I have several times thought that if it was his, I would find more happiness.

Lamia said so while smiling at me. While slightly lifting the edges of her mysterious lips.

Lamias joke was a little too extreme for me.

Baby, is it there?

Nyujus eyes were glued to Lamias belly. Lamias belly swelled out a lot.

Do you want to touch it? Human-san.

Eh? I-is it alright . . .?

Lamia nodded while smiling. To let a human touch her belly with a child, Lamia already seemed to have trust in Nyuju.

Nyuju timidly patted Lamias belly as if she was touching fragile glass.

Lamias belly bulged out spherically and from there you could feel the mystery of life.

Ah, just now.

Fufufu, recently it often kicks. That vigor wasnt there before. Its all thanks to the gentle person there. . . . Mr. dragon too, you can touch my belly if you want.

From the opposite side of Nyujus palm I also touch Lamias belly with the tip of my nail.

TonToi light vibrations were transmitted to my nail. Indeed, it was certainly an energetic child.

Ahh . . ., again, don.

Lamias eyes looking at the girl were like a mother looking lovingly at her daughter.