Summer vacation of the dragon and the girl (5)

Summer vacation of the dragon and the girl (5)

Nee, friends, do you have a lot?

Nyuju asked me when we were leaving Lamias place.

I was inwardly surprised that she asked me that but I didnt show it.

Umu. Ive been blessed with some friends.

So . ., I see.

Nyuju had fallen silent from then on.

Whats with this conversation, it might be unexpectedly serious.

Well, what should we do next . . . . I could continue making the totem pole, but I want this girl to have some more experience.

When I thought so, I noticed it.

Somehow the girl was like me. The people and events I came across on the island and the desire to learn about various things.

Where should I take her and then just when I was tilting my head I heard a familiar cry from the distance.

Kukuku . . ., our next business has been decided.

Next business?

Ah, my nemesis (friend) sent an invitation.

Though Nyuju looked puzzled, my heart had already begun to dance.

Come! Nyuju!

Through the sky I flew towards the cry of my friend.

This was a yellow wilderness.

There in the center of the wide wilderness, with a gigantic figure comparable to mine, my rival was waiting.

Geko geko?

Did you think I was frightened? Dont be a fool. I only flew slowly because I have a companion.

Gekoo?

Ahh, I got acquainted with her yesterday. Dont you think she would be a good umpire?

Geeko geko geko

Kukuku, you will teach me what defeat means huh? Dont underestimate me, even if the power of my roar has lost its power due to my overweight, my melody and musical sense is still great.

Geeko geko geko geko

Ahh, lets fight seriously like you wanted! Then lets start Geeko! Nyuju! I ask for your judgment!

Now, the two soul (Soul) fight begins!

First, the prelude as a light jab, its a preliminary test but no corner was cut.

I threw the sound and melody that had a light and lively nature at Geeko.

Hows that? Now its time for your cry. Your unique cry.

However, Geeko didnt cry.

He took a deep breath and firmly shut his mouth, so that his throat puffed out Pukutto like a globefish.

(Geeko, what are you thinking?)This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Though I was confused, I still need to sing more strongly. From Geeko who had shut his mouth I felt a strange pressure.

(The song, must not stop)

What was Geeko going to do, though I couldnt guess it, but if I relaxed my guard, I would be done for. I was overcome with a JiriJiri feeling of impatience.

I could only go on the offensive. I sang an attack at Geeko with my best effort.

The Giro is a musical instrument.

It was a musical instrument that came from the southwestern continent of the island where the dragon lived.

It created burr sounds from the carved gourd and the thin stick rubbed against it. If the stick hits the groove Gari the sound created by the musical instrument completely changes.

The sound became a high cha when rubbed fast and a low gi when rubbed slowly.

Though it wasnt suitable for creating high pitch sounds, but the audience was invited by the light rhythm which was different from the drum which was a percussion instrument.

With my fat body echoes couldnt be produced, but by matching my magic with my nail scrubbing my nails, I succeeded in creating a powerful sound that exceeded a genuine Giro.

Ordinary scales and nails wouldnt be able to endure this intense friction, but Im a true dragon.

Dont underestimate the scales and nails of a true dragon.

Sweat began to appear on Geeko.

It was folk music against folk music.

If Geeko used the sound from southeastern continent then I would choose the sound from the southwestern continent.

The scales at the part were humans nipple would be, I strum them with my five nails like a guitar.

Alternating both hands, while moving them up and down, sometimes long, sometimes short. The Giro of the dragon that contained magic resounded through the wilderness.

However, Geeko wasnt a person to surrender so easily. He challenged my Giro with his whole body.

We naturally perform and additionally to the music we moved by a three beat rhythm.

The right front, left front, back left front, right front, back

One and a half step forward and one step back and the distance between Geeko and me shrank.

The tempo rose steadily.

My chest and Geekos throat.

Both hands at almost the same time, but the rhythm and sound were created while alternating them.

The tempo continued to rise and the two of use transformed while playing.

The sounds faced each other, formed a lump and it wasnt possible to distinct whether the sound was made from me or Geeko.

The sound intertwined, blended into each other and accelerated.

Reaching the maximum speed, where the muscles of both arms were screaming, while performing dance steps, the shoulder of Geeko and me who kept moving forward finally touched.

Then we realized that we had advanced to a position where we knocked into each other.

(It looks like this is the place!)

I produced a long scratch with both my nails.

Geeko read my intent and matched me exactly.

Three sounds of the end came in succession at the same time.

And the silence of the wilderness was once again revived.

After Geeko and me high fived with our right hands, we firmly clasped each others hand.

Harmony of the moment while we praised each others good fight.

However, it was a fight, so a victor and loser had to be decided.

Geeko and I turned towards the umpire Nyuju at the same time.

Nyuju! Who won!?

Geeko?!

Nyuju who I asked to be the umpire was covering both her ears for some reason and she was burying her head in her knees.

[1]https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Djembe

[2]https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giro