Feeling a little warmness, my consciousness resurfaces as my body feels rested.              The memory of sleeping with Casablanca and Hibiscus flashes my mind and I prepared my mentality. I know well what happens when I sleep in a cramped tent.

I have so many experiences with Higan and even with Alstroe and I didn’t even get numb from all of it and it always have a strong impact on me that I just elicit their desired reaction from me and teases me about it.

And so, I prepared my heart.

Fair enough, I already feel something in my face and down there…

As I open my fearful quivering eyes, my face is buried in someone’s chest. It’s so soft even though it is still not ripe. The warmth erodes my reasoning, almost.

I can hear a faint breathing and I notice that an arm is holding my head pushing it towards this wonderful bosom is a healthily colored tan, which means, Hibiscus is hugging my head as she sleeps and the one embracing me by the belly is Casablanca.

Before I realize it, Casablanca’s hand was creeping to my crotch!

Hey!

“You two, wake up!”

“Mmmhh…?”

“Already…?”

The twins immediately responded from my call as they pick themselves up and assess the situation of the surrounding by looking around. They move their hands and body away from unknowingly that they were touching me in weird places, almost.

Also, these two are a little defenseless, unlike a certain fox who glares death to any men she sees and also to a certain air head big boobies whose only motive in life is to throw punches and kicks.

“You two seems to be used in waking up.”

“Well, it is one of Miss Priscilla’s tenets after all.”

“We tried our best to keep up with her standards since she and everyone are so nice to us. Even though we are sent to a foreign land, we are lucky to have met various people.

If that is so, everyone in the hero troupe showered them too with kindness, then, I am quite glad. It is a bit saddening though that we met in a really terrible timing where everything was bathed in blood and fire.

“But… Miss Asagao, since we are not under Miss Priscilla’s supervision and guidance at the moment…”

“We can still slack, meaning we can still sleep a little longer!”

As they said that, they place their hands on my body and pull me down as they go back to sleeping. They sandwich me between their bodies as they hold me down and cuddles with me as they rub their cheeks to mine.

“Hey! I’m not a pillow! Stop doing that!”

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“The Mister and Miss Heroes told us things about you, you know!~ They said how huggable and adorable you are, Miss Asagao!”

“I stand corrected, Hibiscus! Miss Asagao is indeed a pillow material!”

“I said cut it out! It’s hot and cramped!”

“Miss Asagao, you smell nice even though you were covered with sweat a while ago!”

“You’re right, Casablanca! She smells like a blooming flower!”

“Geez…”

Even you two smells nice even though you are both covered with sweat a little while ago too, in an erotic way because of the fragrance their body gave off.

I have to admit it to myself that this is pretty good and relaxing for the soul. Is being sandwiched by cute and adorable girls a crime? This is going to be one of my guilty pleasures someday.

I hope my thoughts won’t leak out.

“Enough of that, we are still not in any safe place and we are still in an unknown cave or something. We must stay vigilant at all times!”

“That reminds me, how long have we slept?”

“Oh yeah, and Sir Ichirou is supposed to be standing guard, right?”

“Now that you two mentions it…let’s go take a look at him.”

With a little shuffling of our bodies here and there, we managed to arrange ourselves and carefully poke our head at the slit of the tent to look at Ichirou.

We expect him to do nothing and we should feel bad about it but on the contrary…

“Hahahaha! Old man, I’m really grateful for this booze!! It perfectly burns my throat in frenzy and it hits the spot!”

“Wahahaha! Well, yah! That’s fermented grains of barley mixed with these and that’s from our place! Brewed to its finest most delicate…ooopps! That’s a secret, wahahaha!!”

“Hahaha! DAMN! I almost had you!”

“Wahahaha! Well, drink up! I have never seen any humans or even other races other than dragons for the past hundred years! And to think I could meet someone like you who can drink booze like the pit of hell, I'm amazed!!”

“I never thought myself too to meet someone as enthusiastic as me when it comes to alcohol. I mean…gahahaha! I’ve been babysitting these little girls!”

“Are you a father or something? You look rather young but looks can be deceiving sometimes!”

“Hehe, I’ll take that as a compliment! But no, I am not father or anything. They are just an acquaintance of mine!”

“Ichiour-nii…”

I suddenly cut in the conversation because I heard something unbelievable.

“A-Asagao, Casablanca, and Hibiscus?! You three are already awake?!”

“Yeah… We just woke up.”

“Ahahaha…”

“We just woke up and what do we find…”

Ichirou looks at the old man nervously.

The old man didn’t mind and kept chugging down on his own drink.

The old man has unruly short black hair and wrinkles on his face. There are brisk and thorny scales protruding on his jaw and some more in his shoulders and arms. His eyes are like eyes of a snake and it is velvet in color. He seems to wear a nomad warrior dress with several bags.

It is clear that this old man isn’t your average dragonkin.

But before asking about this old man…

“Ichirou-nii…”

“Y-YES?!”

“What do you mean by babysitting?”

“HA?! Ah…! Asagao…! It’s a…”

“Ichirou-nii…you’re not taking me seriously…”

“But Asagao…”

“Haaa… never mind that anymore…”

“Ok…”

“How long have we slept by the way?”

“That…?”

Ichirou starts thinking and counting on his fingers. After for a minute, he finally came to an answer.

“For about one and a half day, I guess.”

“Are you certain? You don’t even know if it is day or night inside this place.”

“Hmm? I ask the spirits about it.”

“Then why do you have to count like that?!”

“I’m including the hours we spent drinking.”

My face twitches from his reply.

Also, Casablanca, Hibiscus and I gape our mouth because we were asleep for one and a half day. For that duration, Ichirou was looking after us.

“Well, thank you for looking out for us, Ichirou-nii…”

“No problem. I’m glad you guys got your well deserve rest. Let me know if you three want to rest. Just don’t make it a habit like Susanoo.”

“Yes. Also, aren’t you tired yourself? Don’t you need to sleep too?”

“I’m fine. I don’t need to sleep anymore. Even as I just sit in one corner, my energy, stamina and powers recover at an unnatural pace.”

“That’s somehow…sounds unfair…”

“Ahahaha…”

“By the way, this old man here…?”

As I ask about it, the old man turns his head towards me and stand up…

“Well, good day whelplings!”

We three raise our head up as we look up at the old man who just stands up from his seat.

Tall! Is he somewhere around two hundred fifty centimeters?!

“Now, now, don’t be scared. I am just merrymaking with this guy there.”

“U-Um…”

“Hungry? Don’t be worried. Our city is close by. I can take you all with me!”

“C-City?! Above ground?!”

“Above ground? Miss, do you see any hole here that leads to above ground? I am obviously saying a city beneath the earth, got it?

“Yes. By the way…your name?”

“Ah… Sorry for not telling immediately. I am Pr’thcor, one of the black dragon warlord descendants. I am also the chief and the mayor of the once called the Dragon Capital Mujinn but sunk to the earth, The Lost Capital Hujinn.”

“W-Wait! Lost Capital?!

“Indeed! It is the city that my ancestor destroyed accidentally by crushing it under his weight.

“You mean the battle between Master Mrothgir and Lord Krothgir?!”

“Girl… you just called Lord Mrothgir Master, right?”

“Eh…?”

Somehow, I feel like I opened another arc of the story!