Crossing the azure as a black dragon

Black Flying Dragon smiled and lowered his head to take a sip of tea.

"Awaited."

About ten minutes later, Fletcher returned from the courtyard, carrying plates in both hands. The plate in his left hand contained bagged snacks, while the plate in his right hand held cakes and fruits of various kinds.

"I'm starting to eat."

After Fletcher set the plates down, Yuudachi declared that it was time to eat, and Santiago, without any hesitation, immediately started eating.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

Black Dragon was somewhat helpless.

She usually feeds Yuudachi until she's full, but Yuudachi seems to get hungry again as soon as she goes out; being greedy has become a habit.

"Do not."

Fletcher looked at Yuudachi and the other two and smiled with satisfaction.

"Isn't it tiring to take care of so many younger sisters all the time?"

Black Dragon understood Fletcher's smile and casually asked.

“I don’t know about others, but I feel very happy.”

Fletcher shook his head.

"Yeah."

Black Flying Dragon smiled and reached out to pick up a piece of pastry.

……

Welcome back next time!

Fletcher stood at the door, waving goodbye to the three Black Dragons.

"I'll definitely come when I have time."

Black Dragon turned around and waved.

"I definitely won't come back."

Yuudachi chimed in with a comment from the side.

How dare you say that?

Black Flying Dragon looked down and glared at Yuudachi.

She'd seen people ask for more bowls of food after finishing their meals, but she'd never seen someone ask for more snacks after finishing their own.

"Hehehe."

Yuudachi gave a silly smile, trying to get away with being cute.

"I feel full."

Santiago touched his stomach.

"Since everyone is full, I'll just cook one serving of dinner for myself tonight."

Black Flying Dragon's gaze swept over the two of them.

"Huh, did I just say something?"

Santiago blinked.

"You said you're full, so Sister Long, it'll be fine for just the two of us to have dinner."

Yuudachi reached out and hugged the black dragon's waist, pressing her face against its back.

"I said I felt full, but I was only half full, no, only a fraction full."

Santiago knew that Yuudachi was unreliable, so he quickly changed his tune.

"Hmph, you ate so much food and you're only a fraction full? Are you a pig?"

Yuudachi stuck her tongue out at Santiago.

"Aren't you too?"

Santiago's eyes widened.

"I've always had a good appetite, as Sister Long knows."

Xili didn't panic at all.

"you…"

Looking at Yuudachi's act of being unreasonable, Santiago suddenly realized that it must have been a lie when he said he wasn't angry before.

"Alright, stop arguing. Let's go to the school for a bit and then go back to cook."

Black Flying Dragon watched the two bickering, feeling both annoyed and amused.

"Okay~" x2

The two formed a united front.

Chapter Seventeen: The Self-Cultivation of a Tool

Upon arriving at the school, Black Dragon received an unexpected answer.

Yi Xian said that she hadn't visited the Commander in a long time, so she decided to pay him a visit. In short, Black Dragon can come to her when he wants to set off, and she will personally guide him.

Although the process was a bit strange, Black Flying Dragon successfully obtained the ticket to reach the small bay and happily took Yuudachi and the other two home for dinner.

After that, Black Dragon had a rare three days of leisure. He went out for morning exercise every day, wandered around the port area with Yuudachi, and practiced knitting at home in the evening.

"The weather is nice today too."

At dawn, Black Flying Dragon opened the window, and a ray of sunlight shone into the room.

A table, a bed, and a wardrobe—that's the layout of Black Flying Dragon's room. Black Flying Dragon had thought about decorating his room, but then he thought it was too much trouble and gave up. After all, it's just a place to sleep; why be so particular?

After changing his clothes, Black Flying Dragon went downstairs and heard strange noises coming from the kitchen.

"Good morning."

Black Flying Dragon walked to the kitchen door and glanced inside. Yuu was wearing an apron and standing on a small wooden stool, wielding a small shovel.

"Good morning, Sister Long. Wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon."

Yuudachi brandished her spatula; regardless of the final dish, her imposing manner suggested she had already succeeded.

"come on."

Black Flying Dragon glanced around, then turned and went into the bathroom next door to wash up. He then sat in the living room and stared blankly for a while.

I don't know what happened, but Yuudachi has been pestering me to learn how to cook these past two days. Kurohiryu had nothing better to do, so he taught her a couple of things. But he found that Yuudachi was surprisingly clumsy in these things, so he compromised and taught Yuudachi some simple breakfast recipes, such as frying eggs and making rice balls.

"Here it comes~"

Not long after, Yuudachi carried a plate to the living room and placed a plate of fried rice in front of Black Flying Dragon.

"There will definitely be no problem today!"

Yuudachi put the plate aside, then squatted down by the table and stared longingly at the black dragon.

"I'm starting to eat."

Black Flying Dragon picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and frowned slightly.

"How about it?"

Yuudachi blinked.

"It's a bit salty, but edible, so it's acceptable."

Black Dragon thought for a moment and then said.

"yeah!"

Yuudachi jumped up with joy.

Black Flying Dragon looked at Yuudachi with a slight smile in his eyes.

"I'm going out for a bit, Sister Long, could you please tidy up the kitchen?"

Yuudachi stood up and ran out of the living room, turning back halfway to speak to the black dragon.

"Remember to come back soon."

Black Flying Dragon tilted his head and gave a word of advice.

"Good~"

As the door opened and closed, Yuudachi's voice gradually faded into the distance.

After Yuudachi left, Kurohiryu looked at the fried rice on the table, hesitated for a moment, and then decided to eat it.

……

After having 'breakfast', Black Dragon went out and took a walk towards the dock, and soon arrived at the sea.

"You come here every day, do you really want to go out to sea that much?"

Eugen sat on a stone pillar by the dock, legs crossed, looking down at the Black Dragon.

"So, are you waiting for Tirpitz and the others to come back?"

Black Dragon looked up at Eugen.

"No, I'm checking if the little guys who went out tonight have returned on time."

Eugen smiled slightly as he gazed at the distant sea.

"I remember this is Wales' job, is she off today?"

Black Flying Dragon whistled.

"That idiot drank too much last night, I'm covering for him. Go away, don't bother me."

Eugen waved to the black dragon.

"Tsk."