How To Tame an Academy Dragon - How To Tame an Academy Dragon chapter 71

71. If I’m frustrated, I run

“Fire, cremation? Poetry, where is the corpse…”

“I’m sure!!”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’ll keep it a secret until I die, so just spare me!”

The members of Splanze, including Beatrice, fell face down in front of me. Seeing Beatrice begging for her life, even begging for her hand, made me feel stunned.

“If it’s an underground laboratory attached to our territory, it won’t be seen.”

“Do you want to keep talking bullsh*t?”

Hari cuts off her words. It sounded like an underground laboratory and I fell asleep.

“Isn’t your head gone?”

My temples throbbed from hearing nonsensical nonsense. There are no normal b*tches anyway.

I touched my forehead while watching the Splanze members who still lay flat and had no intention of getting up.

What pisses me off even more is those toes that keep wiggling even while you’re on your knees apologizing.

The colorful slippers made by Raj couldn’t hide even the toes of their owners.

“Wake up.”

I feel like I’ll get annoyed even if I look at it for 5 more seconds.

The Splanze members just flinch at my words, noticing each other and wondering whether or not to get up.

“Wake up.”

“Thank you!”

“Thanks! Wow!”

Selena gets up and falls forward as if her foot is twisted.

The problem is that the place where he fell and hit his face was my chest.

“Ah… This unshakable comfort. It’s soft and warm… Ah, I’d be happy to be made up by Doha-nim. Kwu-eg!”

Selena, who secretly rubs her face and talks nonsense, gets hit on the head, and she collapses with a pig-picking sound.

“Who has more to say?”

“No!”

Seeing Selena convulsing as she collapsed on the floor, the Splanche closed their eyes and shouted.

If you still have some sense, you’ll behave well.

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Now that we’ve dealt with the most troublesome of the four, we can finally talk.

First of all, we have to clear up the misunderstandings these b*tches have.

“The makeup I said… hahahaha it’s funny that I even explain this. I’m talking about the makeup you put on your face.”

While explaining, a sense of self-doubt came over me and I lost my strength.

The Splanze members look at each other blankly at my words.

Among them, Hari, who had been talking about the underground lab, clapped her hands and looked like she realized something.

Still, since she is the daughter of a wizard family, her head works unexpectedly well, so she must have understood right away.

“I heard that cremation is the last thing a person dies.”

“Ehh? Why do you put makeup on the dead? Are you a necromancer?”

Beatrice backed away in disgust.

“Let’s make even the corpse clean and send it off beautifully… Kiek!”

Hari, who was hit between the eyebrows by the eraser I shot, could no longer participate in the conversation.

Hari fell behind and fell down, and Beatrice, who had been talking to her friend until just a moment ago, had a frightened face.

“Are you also curious about the meaning of makeup?”

Ududuk.

“No! No wonder!”

Beatrice shrank while covering her face with her arms.

What am I going to do to visit these b*tches and waste my time?

I have no way to soothe my empty heart, so I just blankly stare at the window with blackout curtains.

Black is just like my current situation.

“Doha. This.”

“What is this?”

Just when I was contemplating whether I should just beat him up, Berry came up to me and held out a small box.

It felt like a jewelry box wrapped in quite luxurious fabric, but when Ha-ri carefully opened the lid, the contents inside were revealed.

“Makeup. Doha-nim is pretty. I don’t need it. I thought.”

Variety of glass bottles with the shapes you see everywhere. The colorful ones are just what I see a lot in my mom’s dressing table.

“I’ll do it. As much as I want.”

Hari smiles gloomily and puts cosmetics in my hand. He’s such a good kid.

A smile I sometimes see is scary even for me, a dragon.

“Uh.. Yes yes. Thank you.”

“Huhhhhh”

I’m embarrassed to say that I’m begging myself, but the laughter that came out of my mouth is really good.

“What… Was it really makeup? Oh, no!”

When she glared at Beatrice, her inner feelings bursting out, she frightened and waved at her.

All right, all right. What will my seller do with this? I guess it doesn’t fit that well.

After looking at the cosmetics Hari gave her, she took a closer look at Hari’s face.

She never thought about it, but she was wearing makeup too. The color in her glass bottle is also felt on her face.

It’s not too much, but it fits perfectly. Makeup suitable for the age group.

But when I thought she was using this cosmetic on me, chicken skin came up all over her body.

Hari would suit her because she’s small and cute, but I wouldn’t be tall and cute. I don’t know if it will be pretty.

Will Hari’s cosmetics suit me?

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No. I instinctively feel that it will not suit me. This is informed by an intuition close to a dragon’s foreknowledge.

“But… It might not suit Doha-nim. I won’t lend it to you either.”

I was imagining copying and pasting cosmetics onto my face, but Hari suddenly took the cosmetic box she had put in my hand and threw it away.

What is it? Dare you steal anything from the hands of this Doha Prius?

It’s been a long time since I’ve had something in my hand stolen, so I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t even say a word.

“Ha, Hari, but what if you suddenly take it away?”

Perhaps Beatrice was quite embarrassed, too, and questioned Hari.

However, Hari, who had become constricted, stuck out her flippers and lips.

“Well, but it definitely won’t suit you.”

Beatrice, who was carefully examining Hari’s cosmetic box, nodded as if she understood to some extent.

Beatrice crossed his arms and thought about it before snapping his fingers.

“Then, shall we go shopping for cosmetics? How about it, guys? Sounds like fun, right?”

Beatrice clapped her hands and prepared to go out.

Excluding the two who collapsed, Hari is still protesting silently, angry for unknown reasons.

Two years passed out. There is only one angry b*tch, but who are you asking for permission from?

Otherwise, Beatrice’s hum began to fill the library.

***

A long-awaited downtown area. Among them, entering the fourth street, I felt quite different from the street I usually knew.

First of all, most of the people who stood out were women, or women wearing men, and women who came among women.

The atmosphere of the store is also decorated with feminine images and colors such as pink and white.

Before entering the store yet, Beatrice was excited and explained the make-up without a break.

“The most important thing is which color Doha is good at! Some people are good at warm colors, while others are good at cool colors.”

Seeing the crowds of people makes me feel like I haven’t eaten.

On top of that, the voices of the damn b*tches talking non-stop are a bonus.

“Doha is chic and arrogant. He has the charm of a good-looking bad guy cheating~”

“No! Cute! Lovely! A woman like a wild flower on a warm spring day!”

Let’s ignore as much as possible the fact that Selena and Berry are having a bloody argument.

“No!”

“That’s right!”

It hurts my head to see the two of them snarling face to face in front of me.

Let’s just blow them both out and do it alone. Won’t it work somehow At least there are Beatrice and Hari who can communicate, but Hana has long been lost in her own world…

Hari is still hugging the cosmetic box with great care.

“Personally!”

Beatrice appears in front of me tearing the relationship between Selena and Berry.

I pushed her face with the palm of my hand and pushed it away.

“I’d like to see a cool color that brings out Doha’s original chic charm.”

“Chic? Me?”

It’s a sound I’ve never heard or seen. Are you a drug dealer?

Receiving my suspicious glance, Beatrice cheekily flicked her index finger.

“Emmm. There is a saying that it is a twisted charm, but the first button is safe! First of all, let’s emphasize the original charm. The twist is already enough with clothes.”

“Grunt… That’s for sure. Or die.”

My outfit came to mind only after Beatrice mentioned it. Her quick hand caught the hem of her skirt and pulled it down.

“It sucks.”

“Ah…”

The Splanze members make sounds of smacking and sighing at the same time. Why the hell are you sorry

“For that reason, this is the shop I recommend~”

Beatrice put aside her regrets for a while and gracefully opened the way with a gesture like a seasoned maid.

One of the shops that she opens up and looks forward to her path. It was a shop built of clean marble, but the signboard said ‘Aomori’.

I’ve heard of it somewhere.

“Sangha hit the whole country starting with the imperial capital this year! Beauty prepared for women in their teens to 30s who want to look the prettiest!”

Beatrice finished her introduction by blowing her last words.

“It’s ‘De Aomori’!”

There is a lot of rhetoric, but there is no doubt that it is the most crowded shop among the shops in the area.

From the atmosphere, it feels so feminine that only women are allowed in. Even I feel burdened.

Anyway, the most important thing is missing. De Aomori… I wondered where I’d seen it a lot.

“Hey.”

“Eh?”

When I called for Beatrice, whose nose was raised to the highest level, she answered in a stilted voice.

“Isn’t this your shop?”

“Oh, that’s not true.”

Beatrice averted her gaze.

“Haa. Okay, let’s go in.”

I pondered for a while whether I should protect this year’s concept, but I didn’t think I would admit it even if I died and woke up, so I let out a sigh and moved on.

I’ll fool you once and for all. If you don’t have anything to look at, you can burn it.

“Suck.”

“What’s wrong?”

With the sound of Beatrice holding her breath, Selena’s worried voice came from behind.

“Oh, no. Suddenly chills…”

“Is it a cold in the summer? Eh, what a 7-7 match.”