CH 4.1

After Dragon figured out the “ten minutes” reference, an unimaginable hatred was born.

Dragon sharpened his knife.

Ciel: “Ahem, this is just a little misunderstanding. You have lived for a thousand years. You are not this petty right?”

Dragon sharpened his claws.

Ciel: “The doujins are, anyway, from another world. The people of this world won’t know about your…ahem cough…”

Dragon sharpened his teeth!

Dragon: “This is slander, I want to kill that Hero!”

Ciel: “Your behavior will definitely be interpreted as anger from embarrassment, and you will never be able to save the reputation of ‘Quick Dragon’ from now on.”

Dragon: “!!!”

Dragon felt so wronged that he squatted on the golden mountain to dig a hole to bury himself.

Seeing Ciel had no reactions, it stretched out its claws to shave out a plaque of gold and put it on the mountain of gold as a tombstone. It read: [The grave of a very long-lasting dragon, starting at two hours at a time].

Little girl: “Pfft—”

Ciel was speechless. He originally thought that this giant dragon that had lived for one thousand years was at least a level-headed dragon. He didn’t expect it to be so childish!

But…it seemed that dragons were only counted as adults after one thousand years old?

Had this dragon never stepped into society before? No wonder! Quite different from this miserable corporate slave elf who came out to work as soon as he turned an adult and worked for sixteen years straight without being horny.

It was clearly an older gong story yet has the flavor of an older shou.

No, what was he thinking? He shouldn’t put the actor on the casting couch!

Director Ciel looked stern and asked the little girl, “You mentioned just now that the tempering of the plot caused some troubles. What troubles exactly?”

T/N: more will be updated tmw