Absolute Dragon, the pinnacle of all dragons. The symbol to which all dragons aspired, and feared.

With fangs that chew up the heaven and claws that cleave through the earth, just being in their presence inflicts a terrible sense of overwhelming awe.

“Kyu (Look at me).”

With a cry, they can easily bring all who stand before them to their knee. With a glare, even the bravest and hardest of souls must comply.

One that dares to present themselves in their presence, must bow in service…

“Aw!! Look how cute she is, just posing around!”

...And pet them with all their might.

“Kyu, kyu~~ (Yes yes, pet me more, I deserve it)”

“Oh, you want even more attention don’t you, you little cheeky scamp~~.”

“Kyuyuyu~(Stop, that tickle~~)”

Spotting a group of ladies hanging around, JustADragon got a cheeky idea to sneakily go near them like a cat, growling at them for attention.

After doing some tricks and rolling around all cutely, all the ladies get completely enamored with her cuteness and immediately pick her up, petting her for all she wants.

It's a universal fact of the world, that girls are attracted to adorable things.

"So where do you even come from, anyway? It's rare to see a Baby Dragon this beautiful right in the middle of these bustling places, when such kind of princesses should have been sheltered deep within a comfy above chock full of guard~~"

“Kyukyukyu (Well, of course I am a brave lady, bravely coming from far away in search of an adventure!) (pat chest proudly)”

“Ufufu, that you are, aren’t you~~? (tickle)”

“Kyu~~(Hihi...Stop it, my tickling laugh get charged money the second times you know~~)”

“Oh? Looks like someone wants a treat, don’t ya? How about some sweet rock candy?”

“Kyu! (I will take that as payment, thank you very much!)"

Completely messing around with the ladies, JustADragon quickly gets spoiled like a princess deep within their embrace, as she gets her fluff neatly combed and her hand filled with treats and toys to play around with. A soft atmosphere swiftly wafts around, as the harmonious scene makes all the folk around squeeze their chest in overdosed wholesomeness.

“...Um, girl? What about watching me flexing all my muscles as I punch this dummy to pieces?"

“Who the heck cares about that anymore? This baby here deserves waaayyy more attention from us than you are."

“In the first place, does your sweaty muscle compete against her soft fluffiness? Even her scent is 100 times more aromatic than your stinky musk.”

“Gua!!?”

Meanwhile, completely eviscerated by the ladies, the burly black-haired man with a handsome face and sharp obsidian eyes, who brought them here to proudly show off, gets completely sidelined and kicked out of the scene, as he is forced to stand in his place looking all dopey.

Long Yuan, the third son of the Golden-Scale Dragon Clan, has personally come from the East Continent of Mae to this place, claiming to challenge the Mound of Great Fallen, testing his might against the vestige of countless mighty beings.

In actual fact, he just wants an excuse to get out and play, showing off, and maybe nabbing a few ladies as his lover.

As such, after making an excuse to investigate the mound for the lay of the land, as well as establishing the dominance of his clan, the clan entrusted him with an entourage of 4 beautiful women by his side and sent him off.

Upon swiftly coming to Tutoria's capital, he began to play around in his earnest, from buying all the food to looking at the scenery, to even winning some local contests and getting himself a few trinkets.

It's a shame that such an uptight capital doesn't have a brothel or a gambling center, but he intends to pleasure himself with these 4 ladies when he gets back into the inn…

Anyway, going into Tutoria's Training Center was all part of his plan to show off his majesty.

He was intending to brazenly come in, demonstrating all of his cool muscles and techniques, and then flirt with all the ladies who will inevitably get attracted to his peerless strength, and fall right into his burly chest.

But all that plan he so proudly made suddenly collapsed into a pile of hay. First, by a certain little girl who's somehow attracting more people than he is, just by making a dummy with a smile on her face.

And second, by a little dragon that somehow steals all the gaze on him out from under his nose, and now focusing only on spoiling the little brat instead.

The smug face that little dragon has on all times boils his inner all over, making him want to choke her to death repeatedly.

But, he is a man. A manly man who's the third son of the Golden-Scaled Dragon Clan, proud ruler of all the dragon clans in Mae. Such a man shouldn't be getting angry at a brat, for it's too beneath an act for such figures of magnanimousness.

However, that doesn't mean he would let this just go like this. Seeing this as a direct challenge to his divine right of popularity, he is determined to play along, and see who gets the most gaze upon them.

First, he took off all his clothes and flexed all of his muscles. The glistening biceps, chest, and abs harden like diamonds, dazzlingly bouncing off any light that glances upon him.

However, all the little dragon has to do is flick her tail excitedly left and right upon tasting the treat in her mouth, and all the lady's inner elder-sister instincts completely flare up and pamper her even more.

Undeterred, he brought over a random dummy and unleashed a barrage of fists all over its body, completely eliminating it into tiny little pieces.

However, she then simply blew a small fireball out of her mouth, before conducting it beautifully through her gentle hand, as if dancing to the background of a great concert, instantly capturing all the eyes of the ladies and onlookers, clapping to her performance in cheers.

Finally, he brought out another dummy, jumped, and unleashed a giant breath attack from above, like a certain kaiju with an atomic blast, before landing back on the ground while making a pose, looking back at all the ladies coolly.

Only to see that all of them were now focused on the little dragon playing around with a set of bouncing balls instead, as she juggled them all up in the air, keeping it airborne with only her tail, before perfectly balancing all of them like dango on the tip of her nose.

Seeing them greatly applaud her little trick with a dopey, dumbfounded look, not only was his gut threatened to explode, but his head also threatened to puff off from all the heat boiled over as well.

“(Why the heck is that little brat way more popular than me!?? What do her perfectly fluffed soft fur and clear black eyes and adorable snout have something over me, the figure of health, strength, and manliness!??)"

Stamping his feet over and over again, he struggles to understand why he can't take away any attention, when what he had done was clearly way more impressive than her.

Of course, it all comes down to 3 factors.

First, it's the universal law that everyone is attracted to cuteness and beauty. There's always a difference between just a random pervert doing a trick, and a cute mascot doing a trick, in terms of which one would be more popular.

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In fact, the most obvious example of that is how he gets enamored by beauty enough that he would literally travel from one continent to another in search of them, but there is no way for someone whose head is filled with muscle and self-importance to comprehend that fact.

Secondly, it’s the novelty factor.

The capital of the Kingdom of Beginning is the place where all heroes of all shapes and size first started their journey. It's also the place where countless warriors of great renown would come to prove themselves, and where countless players would frequently come and go, sharing tales about their story as well as their prowess.

For the people who live and frequent that place often, and even witness the Irregular performing messes that challenge the common senses of the world, what he did is just what a regular mob thug did daily, even down to breathing beam-like fire from their mouth.

But even they don’t get to see an actual dragon that often. Not to mention that it’s someone that even the dragon considered to be a rare princess as well, usually belonging to a castle rather than being outside and freely doing tricks for the people. The novelty of seeing such a rare sight only compounds upon her cute attitude and playfulness, and swiftly robbing people’s hearts.

Not that it’s something that a guy with such a narrow vision of the world could understand, his only experience being within his countryside where everybody praises him for everything he does. If he actually thought about it deeply, he would have thought of transforming into a dragon himself and collecting all the attention back, though that would have created another mess.

Thirdly, it’s just that the timing was bad.

There would have been people who would be paying attention to him, for the stuff that he does in the past few days, and at the fact of how he always comes with beauty in each hand, if only for the usual passing novelty. But today, two more eye-catching things are happening at the same time within the Dojo, one each from a certain pair of sisters.

Aside from the people getting their eyes glued to JustADragon’s One Girl Performance Show, most of the people are either focusing on Mari’s Dummy Making Show, or Rose’s Sword Funeral Ceremony happening inside. It’s like having a small-time streamer accidentally slot their time between giant celebrities, leaving the former a barren wasteland.

Though Marigold's showcase aside, he should have felt something was wrong inside the Dojo by the density of blade elements inside, instead of just having his mind stuck to only paying attention to winning the pointless fight.

It’s the marvelous combination of Rose’s impressive skill, and the impressively dense and dull-headed he is.

Forever oblivious to those facts, he slumped down to the ground, trying to think of something.

“Come on, what else can I do...How about I pose my muscles again, but with a shinier flare instead? Or do I show off our clan's secret techniques…"

“Kyu (Or try to think of something else, you poor thing)”

Pitying his plight, Dragon sneakily came up to his side and put her hand on his shoulder, the edge of her mouth curved slightly upward as if barely holding a laugh.

Dodging a few barrages of blows coming from him by making a somersault backward, Dragon talks mockingly.

“Kyu (Now now, calm down. Such a manly man like you shouldn’t be swinging their fists as a mere baby dragon right?)”

“Why you…”

Nevertheless, he immediately stopped lashing out, remembering that he did not need to debase himself for a taunt. Still, it's visible to see the red on his face, as if he's going to blow out at any minute.

“Kyu (Well, it’s true that I pity you, a mere country hick coming out for the first time, trying to show off how cool he is, only for no one to pay attention to you)"

"...Tsk, such a cheap taunt won't work on me, for I am the proud Third Son of the Golden-Scaled Dragon Clan."

Such taunts are just the usual dragon greeting he hears every day, so he tries to keep his breath steady and still. Despite that though, his hand dug deep into his diamond-like body with an audible creak, as if trying to dig out his own blood and bone.

“Kyu (I’m sure it is, Your Highness...Well, it’s uncouth to see how you try so hard without any result so far)”

“And whose fault is it….!”

“Kyu (Isn’t that nothing but your own? Well, that’s why I personally giving you a favor)”

“A favor, huh???” Long Yuan asked through clenched teeth, grinding so tight it was about to burst.

“Kyu (Yep, a favor. From one super popular idol-like dragon, to a lowly country hick pretty boy dragon)”

“I’m a prince.”

"Kyu (Sure you are...Hence, I could help you finally get the recognition you want. Wouldn't you want to hog the attention and praise back to you again?)”

With a sweet tone, her cries gently invite him to a deal, like a dubious salesman wanting you to buy in their latest scam.

However, he is a simple man that simply wants attention and recognition like a needy kid. Plus, secretly he admitted that she is much better at doing performance and stealing all the gaze than he is. He wouldn't be the Third son of the Golden-Scaled Dragon Clan, if he doesn't at least recognize talents.

As such, no matter how much he wants to melt her pretty bone into shiny slag, he has no choice but to listen. Still, with a suspicious look in his eyes, he cautiously asked back.

“...What’s in it for you? Surely you don’t intend to help me with the goodness of your heart?”

"Kyu (Hm? But I do tho? I don't expect you to have anything I want in the first place, so it's 100% goodwill)"

"Why you little...I am the third son of the Golden-Scaled Dragon Clan, the one who has every single treasure you could ever dream of. Give me your price, and I will be able to provide it for you.”

"Kyu (Eh...I really don't want anything that has been touched by your sweaty palm though. Just take it as goodwill, will ya?)"

“Grr, now you have done it... How about I give you an unconditional favor, and I will comply with it to the best of my ability then? Surely you don't refuse that.”

“Kyu (A favor... from you?)”

Looking up and down to scan his entire body, Dragon gives out a resigned look, letting out a small breath to the side.

"Kyu (It looks like it will be more trouble than it worth refusing you, so I will magnanimously receive.)"

"Tsk, what's with that tone of yours and that annoyed look...So what do you have in mind?"

"Kyu (Simple...what will two dragons do, when they want to demonstrate their strength against one another?)”

“?”

Only having an inkling of what she meant, he tilted his head to the side.

When two dragons, prideful of themselves and their strength, meet one another, obviously a fight would ensue.

Well, in this case though, it’s a friendly spar instead.

“A spar...are you sure that it would be enough to attract attention, doing such a light thing?”

“Kyu (Back at your place, a dragon rabble wouldn’t even tick the scale of their attention, sure...But in this place, it’s completely different)”

Finding themselves in the middle of a ring, both of them glance at their surroundings, filled with a crowd focusing their gaze toward them.

Some worrying, some anticipating, some with a curious look.

“Kyu (This is Tutoria, The Capital of Beginning, where countless myths of heroism started, and where countless warriors come to test their might against those very legends. As such, though it's not as common, warriors will obviously be testing their mettle against each other, especially in this very Dojo.)"

"I heard of that, and that's why I came over here to show of-I mean to look for any strong warrior to test my strength with. So far I don't see anyone worth my sweat though."

"Kyu (Well of course, few would actually come here once in a while...But instead, the ones that do decide to fight here will only give out a good fight for sore eyes.)"

“?”

“Kyu (You don’t know it, but this Dojo is a gathering place of not only talents, but also eccentric, oddballs, and nutjobs wanting to prove themselves one way or another. With talents of all shape and size gathering here, fights are always filled with spectacle, and spectacular demonstration of strength and skill, used by people with literally nothing to lose.)"

“Kyu (And as such, people here will always gather around a fight, looking for even more spectacle to wet their eyeballs with. Even a friendly spar is enough for them to have some story to tell back home.)”

“...I see. I understand what you mean.”

Finally understanding the expectant gaze around him, talking and betting with each other, he nodded with an understanding look and agreed with her expert-like tone, as if she had been here for a long time.

... Even though it's also her first time coming here, but it's neither here nor there.

“But still...are you sure that you’re able to keep up with me with your little parlor trick? The plan here seems to hinge on the fact that we both need to give out a satisfying fight…”

“Kyu (That’s true...I’m a bit worried that you won’t be able to keep up with me instead.)”

“Hmph, don’t you take a hint? I’m asking what you can do, being just a tiny little baby dragon facing against this great me. I’m afraid the people around me will think that I’m only good for bullying children…”

“Kyu (That’s also true. I’m worrying that people will think of me bullying a spoiled brat as well…)”

“Why you…!”

Looking at her nonchalant attitude, his blood almost boiled all over his innard, as he wondered where all this unfounded confidence came from.

However, hearing some whisper around him with his sharp ears, a strange sentiment is detected instead.

(A huge burly man overly proud of himself, versus a smol cute little dragon…)

(Isn't it obvious that the little dragon would win? Especially considering some rumors about her…)

(She has been taking control of the pace from the start and leading him by the nose all this time...She definitely wouldn't lose against this musclebound dumbass.)

Very confused about the sentiment that seemingly agrees with her, he directly asks her with raised eyebrows.

“Hey, what the hell are those people talking about? Why would they think I would ever be losing?”

“Kyu (Doesn’t that mean they have much sharper eyes than you? Well, not that I’m expecting anything from the guy who wouldn’t even see Mt. Tai, even when it’s literally in front of him.)”

“???”

"Kyu (Ah, just some quote I picked up on the way. Well, let's just start already, people are waiting)"

“Hmph, make sure to give a proper fight. I want it to be at least a workout.”

“Kyu (Haha, don’t you worry about me…)”

Suddenly, her eyes sharpened, as her pupil contracted and transformed.

Instantly, her black beady eyes turn into a dignified golden iris, like that of a mighty predator toying with her prey.

“Kryu (Instead, try to keep up with me, okay?)”

With her glare that wanted to eat him alive, he instinctively sensed that the fight had already begun.