Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You

Evening, St. Heath’s Academy
Aurora trailed behind Moon, dragging a broom taller than herself, her tail drooping.
"Thanks for helping me clean the classroom, Aurora," said Moon with a smile.

Aurora pursed her lips.
"Second Sister, next time, don’t lose track of time spying on Big Sister’s practice and end up getting detention again. Now we’re stuck cleaning the music classroom."
"Okay, I get it," Moon replied sheepishly.
Aurora sighed dramatically.
"This is already the third time this month you’ve dragged me along for this!"

Moon scratched her head with a nervous laugh.
"I can’t help it, Aurora. Think of it as extra physical training after class!"
"What kind of physical training involves sweeping floors…?"
Despite being a punishment for tardiness, cleaning the music classroom was more symbolic than anything. The students at St. Heath’s Academy mostly came from wealthy or noble dragon families, so the school didn’t deliberately make punishments too harsh.

However, rules were rules, and minor consequences like cleaning classrooms served as a gentle reminder for students to follow them. If a student repeatedly broke the rules, the school would escalate matters—starting with private discussions with their homeroom teacher and, if necessary, calling in their parents.
Moon’s tardiness wasn’t considered a serious issue, so even though this was her third offense this month, the school wasn’t making a big deal out of it.
"Aurora, don’t forget, last semester when you got caught exploiting a loophole in the school rules, I ran laps with you as punishment!"

Aurora pouted, tossing her broom aside and crossing her arms.
"Second Sister, I was already mad about that, and now you’re reminding me?"
She huffed indignantly.
"I was just trying to win a few extra progress awards! Why did they call it ‘malicious exploitation’ of the rules?"
Moon chuckled, resting a hand on Aurora’s shoulder.
"The rule was simple: the student with the most improved exam scores would receive a special reward. You just kept scoring poorly on purpose, then acing the next exam to win the award over and over. Of course, they figured it out eventually!"

Aurora’s "strategic inconsistency" had initially fooled her teachers and classmates into thinking she had wildly fluctuating performance. But by the end of the semester, her pattern was too obvious to ignore.
Whenever the exam was easy, Aurora would secure the lowest score; when the exam was hard, she’d rank second in the entire year group.
Half the semester’s progress awards ended up in Aurora’s dorm room. It was only when the dormitory supervisor noticed her stash of prizes that the "scheme" was uncovered.

The homeroom teacher had sternly reprimanded her:
"Aurora, this behavior is unacceptable. These awards are meant for students who genuinely improve through hard work. What you’re doing only undermines their meaning."
Aurora had replied nonchalantly,
"Teacher, I wasn’t doing it for the prizes."
"Then why did you do it?"
"Because it was fun."

The memory brought a nostalgic smile to Moon’s face. Back then, every exam season, the younger students would closely watch Aurora’s antics. A flutter of her pink wings was enough to signal that the day’s exam rankings were about to be shaken up.
For Aurora, the school might not have understood her, but she had mastered the school’s system.
"Alright, Second Sister, stop digging up old stories! Let’s just clean up and get this over with!"

Aurora grabbed her broom and scurried off to the music classroom.
"Hey, wait for me, Aurora!" Moon called, hurrying after her.
As they reached the music classroom, the sisters chatted casually until they noticed a figure in white dart out from the classroom and disappear down the hall.

Aurora squinted suspiciously.
"With my years of experience, that person was definitely up to something."
"Are you sure, Aurora?" Moon asked skeptically.
Aurora shrugged.
"Not really. Maybe I’m just trying to sound cool."

"..."
Moon grabbed Aurora’s hand.
"Come on, let’s just clean up quickly so we can go find Big Sister."
Hand in hand, the two sisters entered the music classroom.

The room looked pristine—nothing seemed out of place. It was likely that the white-clad figure had ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) simply wandered in by accident. The music classroom was open to students for practice as long as they informed a teacher.
"Let’s get to work!" Moon said enthusiastically, eager to finish so she could spend time with their eldest sister.
Aurora, having "mastered" the school’s approach to punishments, resigned herself to the task, knowing it was more symbolic than anything. Together, the sisters began tidying up.

"Hey, Aurora, could you wipe down the piano? I’m swamped over here," Moon called.
"On it!"
Aurora wrung out a cloth and approached the grand piano. In the evening light, its polished surface gleamed with an almost regal elegance. Even compared to the one at home, it was exquisite.

Aurora carefully wiped down every corner of the instrument until she reached the keys—and noticed something strange.
"Second Sister, come here!"
"What’s wrong?" Moon hurried over.

The two crouched by the piano keys, their large eyes scanning the black-and-white surface.
"Do you see it?" Aurora pointed to several keys.
"In the sunlight, there’s a faint layer of dust stuck to these keys."
Moon leaned closer, squinting.
"You’re right. And there’s a faint smell of glue. You wouldn’t notice it unless you were looking for it."

"Glue… That’s why the dust is sticking to it," Aurora muttered. She frowned.
"But who would put glue on a piano in the music classroom? That’s beyond a prank—it’s just mean!"
"Could it have been that student in white?"
"Maybe, but they’re long gone now, and we don’t even know who they are," Moon replied.

"Let’s clean it off before someone gets their hands stuck," she suggested.
"Good idea."
The sisters carefully wiped away the glue from the keys, ensuring the piano was clean. After finishing the rest of their light cleaning duties, Moon clapped her hands.

"All done! Let’s go find Big Sister now!"
"Okay!" Aurora replied cheerfully.
Just as they were leaving, they heard Muse’s voice outside the classroom.

"Hefei, I learned a new song yesterday. I’ll play it for you!"
"Mm-hmm!" Hefei’s voice responded.
Muse burst into the room, her bright eyes sparkling when she saw her sisters.
"Second Sister! Third Sister! You’re here too?"

Moon pulled Muse into a hug.
"Are you here to practice, Muse?"
"Yup! I wanted to play my new piece for Hefei. You should stay and listen—it’s really good!"
Moon hesitated.
"But we were going to find Big Sister…"

"She’ll be here soon!" Muse promised, her ruby-like eyes gleaming.
"Alright, we’ll stay."
"Yay!"

Muse eagerly sat at the piano, lifting the cover and running her fingers over the now-clean keys. As the melody flowed through the room, the sisters relaxed, enjoying the serene music and the peaceful end to their day.
Out of the corner of her eye, Aurora caught a glimpse of the white figure from earlier. She quickly ran to the door, but when she looked outside, the figure was already gone.