Shut Up Dragon! I Don't Want To Have Children With You Anymore

"Melkvei-classmate."

Leon solemnly tapped his palm lightly with a small pointer, as if he were a truly exemplary teacher.

Heh.

Exemplary?

A wolf in sheep's clothing.

Rosweisse was unwilling to cooperate with him—just as he had been unwilling to cooperate with her in the past—but she still closed her eyes reluctantly and said, "Yes, teacher."

"Mind your attitude, Melkvei."

Rosweisse sighed, "What's wrong with my attitude, teacher?"

Leon used the small pointer to poke Rosweisse's cheek lightly.

If Rosweisse remembered correctly, the last time this pointer appeared, it was she who used it to whip Leon's chest.

"Is this the attitude you use to speak with a teacher? Say it again."

Rosweisse bit her lip, gathered her feelings, and responded,

"Yes~ Teacher~"

"Hmm, that's better. Oh, Melkvei-classmate, your school uniform today is quite unique—it even comes with black stockings."

Rosweisse sneered insincerely, "Isn't it because I thought the teacher would like it? So, I wore it."

"Bold! How could I, as a teacher, like such superficial things? Next time, don't wear it."

"Yes, teacher, next time I won't—"

Rosweisse glanced at Leon's expression.

Clearly, her previous response did not fit into Teacher Leon's "teacher-play" script.

This scoundrel played "Parental Love" with the eldest daughter once and now really sees himself as a superstar, huh?

Rosweisse furiously gripped the bedsheet, rephrased her answer, and said, "No way, teacher. I just like wearing this outfit for you to see."

'Ugh~'

Even she wanted to vomit from this.

But better to feel disgusted now than to have those bunny-girl photos fall into her elder sister's hands.

"Hmph, considering it's your first offense, I'll let you off this time."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Did you finish last night's homework?"

Rosweisse raised her eyebrows and shook her head. "Teacher, haven't we not assigned homework for half a month? Ah! Hiss~~~"

Leon used the small pointer to smack her bottom. It wasn't very hard but enough to make her cry out.

"I didn't assign homework because I forgot; you didn't remind me because you were lazy. Understand?" Leon declared righteously.

Rosweisse, blushing, secretly rubbed her faintly aching bottom,"Understood... Teacher."

"Now, let me tell you about tonight's homework. Listen carefully."

"Yes, teacher."

"This assignment is called 'Three Glories and Three Shames,' the creed that every proud dragon slayer must know by heart. I'll recite it for you now; listen carefully."

Rosweisse's face turned dark. "Teacher, is it possible that I might actually be a dragon, not a dragon slayer... So, should we perhaps change the homework?"

SMACK—

This time, he struck the other side of her bottom.

Rosweisse bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes as she clutched her bottom pitifully. She vowed that once she had the chance, she'd make this scoundrel pay back tenfold.

"Whatever the teacher assigns, you obediently do it. Understand?" Leon had the tone of a dictator, much like a middle-aged male teacher.

"Yes... Teacher."

"The first rule of Three Glories and Three Shames: Glory in loyalty to the empire; shame in colluding with dragons."

"Glory in loyalty to the empire; shame... shame in colluding with dragons."

'Damn it!'

'You're making a dragon feel ashamed of colluding with dragons—aren't you just forcing me to be conflicted?'

'Deep breaths, deep breaths.'

Rosweisse comforted herself silently: 'This is just the scoundrel's preference, nothing more! Just a preference!'

Leon then taught her the next two lines.

Rosweisse had never regretted so much having the ability to repeat words verbatim.

If she could, she truly wished the Creator would take away her voice.

"Melkvei-classmate is quite smart; you're learning quickly," Leon said.

"Thank you for the compliment, teacher," Rosweisse replied perfunctorily.

She paused for a moment and asked, "Teacher, isn't it about time for class to end?"

"What do you think?" Leon asked in return.

Rosweisse averted her gaze. "I think... maybe it's time for a short break..."

"Hmph, Melkvei-classmate, the big exam is coming up; you can't always think about resting. Next up is Cultural Appreciation class."

'Damn these dragon slayers and their endless routines, even bringing up Cultural Appreciation class.'

'Fine, let's see what you want me to appreciate.'

As a queen who has lived for 200 years, what can a little sapling in his twenties show me that's eye-opening—

Leon took off his shirt.

Sculpted muscles, firm and defined, ran from his shoulders to his arms and down to his waist and abdomen, each inch exuding power.

And the dragon mark symbolizing "Longing" and "Loyalty" was prominently engraved on his chest, glowing faintly.

'Alright, Cultural Appreciation class is about this, huh?'

'You're testing the Dragon Queen with this?'

'What dragon queen can't resist this kind of test?'

'Childish!'

Rosweisse's gaze moved slowly from Leon's firm waist and abdomen upward, swept past the dragon mark, and settled back on his face. "Teacher, this doesn't seem related to Cultural Appreciation class, does it?"

"Of course, it does. Today, we are learning about 'Acceptance and Integration of Foreign Cultures.'"

Rosweisse involuntarily swallowed. She felt something was off about the title...

"Inclusion and absorption"—in other contexts, this might be a perfectly normal phrase.

But why, when Leon said it, did it feel entirely different?

Before Rossweise could react, the dragon markings on her chest began to faintly glow.

Once the dragon markings of both parties resonate, it's as unstoppable as a rolling stone down a mountain.

Leon leaned down, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Rossweise's flushed, overheated cheek.

At first, Rossweise turned her head away, but she couldn't resist Leon's gentle approach and the resonance of the dragon markings, quickly falling into a state of emotional bewilderment.

Her red lips slightly parted, and her pearly teeth lightly bit Leon's fingertip.

Fingers are connected to the heart; the sensation was both tingling and numbing.

"Melkvei, you're being naughty, daring to tease your teacher?" Leon whispered softly into her ear.

Rossweise let go of his finger, her face flushed, arms wrapped around his neck, remaining silent.

Leon also leaned closer to her face, the two of them face-to-face, nose-to-nose, breathing intermingled—a distance guaranteed to make one's heart race.

Since that night in the hot spring, they had lost their initial resistance and shyness about "kissing."

For instance, at the beach, Rossweise would inexplicably kiss the corner of Leon's mouth.

After a moment of eye contact, their lips met, tender and lingering.

However, just when Rossweise thought that tonight's embarrassing teacher-play segment had ended and they were about to move on to the main event, Leon surprised her with a trick she hadn't seen before.

"Turn around, Melkvei," Leon said.

"Wha-what..."

Before Rossweise understood what he meant, Leon had already flipped her over.

Startled for a moment, Rossweise immediately realized what was happening and quickly used her tail to block, "No, Leon... you can't do this!"

Leon brushed her tail aside, pinning it under his knee. "What's wrong with it? This is for your own good, student."

Although the final destination was the same, the means were different, which created a different sensation.

Rossweise didn't want to easily try something she hadn't experienced before; it made her feel very insecure.

But unfortunately, the initiative was no longer in her hands.

The bunny costume came off, and one of the black stockings was also removed.

Rossweise tried to resist, but this time, with Leon in control, the dragon marking's influence on him was much smaller than it was on her.

Seeing that resistance was futile, Rossweise could only let Leon have his way.

She buried her face in the pillow, unwilling to look.

It wasn't until the real sensation arrived that muffled sounds emerged from the pillow.

For Leon, this was also a brand-new attempt. Although the destination was the same, the method was different. After adapting for a moment, he leaned forward to Rossweise's ear.

Her ears were red and hot. His lips lightly touched, and he could feel the warmth radiating.

"Now, Melkvei, recite the 'Three Honors and Three Disgraces' I just taught you."

Rossweise's heart trembled, and she still buried her face in the pillow, "No!"

"Recite it! Recite it for me! If you don't, the teacher will punish you... severely~"

Each pause represented another advance.

"You!..."

Rossweise lifted her head, her messy silver hair clinging to her face.

"Loyalty to the Empire is honorable, collusion with dragons is disgraceful..."

"Mm-hmm, very good. What's next?"

"To shed blood on the battlefield is honorable, to flee from battle is disgraceful..." Rossweise continued reciting.

After one round, Rossweise realized that as long as she obediently recited the silly "Three Honors and Three Disgraces," she could momentarily ease the situation.

'Fine!'

'To end this damned night quickly, what harm was there in reciting this nonsense?'

However, Leon had no intention of letting Rossweise go just because she recited well.

After all, everything must follow a rhythm of tension and release, right?

Gradually, Rossweise sensed something was amiss.

She knew it—this sly man had countless tricks up his sleeve. He was no longer the simple dragon slayer he used to be.

"Co-collusion with... collusion with dragons... ummm..."

"Why did you stop, Melkvei? Keep going. The teacher hasn't heard enough yet."

Although he claimed he hadn't heard enough, he clearly had no intention of letting Rossweise finish properly.

But if she didn't recite well, she would be punished by the teacher.

'Damn it!'

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