Crossing the azure as a black dragon

Black Flying Dragon struggled to open his eyes, covered his face with his right hand, sat up from the mattress, yawned, and perhaps because he was a restless sleeper, some of his hair stood up like a frizzy mess.

"This is such a hassle."

Black Flying Dragon rubbed his hair, turned around, climbed to the small table in the room, sat down, took out a combing tool from the storage cube, and slowly smoothed his hair.

Having traveled through time for so long, she has gradually adapted to this mundane routine of life.

"Speaking of which, have I forgotten something?"

As he combed his hair, Black Flying Dragon pondered for no apparent reason.

She really drank too much last night, but her excellent physical condition delayed the effects of the alcohol, and her memory of taking a bath last night was a bit hazy.

However, since I've been sleeping peacefully at home, nothing should have happened.

Gathering his thoughts, Black Flying Dragon quickly finished tidying up the room, then opened the door, letting sunlight stream in.

For people who like to sleep in, the location of this room is terrible.

"Ok?"

Stepping outside, Black Flying Dragon immediately spotted Azuma and Kitakaze sitting side by side in the corridor of the room on the left, chatting and laughing.

After thinking for two seconds, Black Flying Dragon took out his phone and took a picture of the two of them. In the photo, North Wind's smile was very natural and cute.

He always had a stern face when he was with her; the difference in treatment was too obvious.

"What are you doing!?"

North Wind noticed Black Dragon's little trick immediately and is now staring at her with wide eyes.

Without batting an eye, Black Flying Dragon put away his phone and walked towards the two.

"Thank you for your help yesterday."

Ignoring the north wind beside him, Black Flying Dragon thanked Azuma.

"No... I was just helping to show you the way, it's nothing."

I

His wife shook her head slightly.

"For me, just leading the way is already a huge help."

Black Flying Dragon said with a smile.

"kindness…"

My wife responded with a sound of thanks, which was taken as an acceptance of the gratitude.

Have you eaten yet?

Black Flying Dragon didn't say much, just shrugged and asked.

“We’ve already eaten, unlike that person who’s fast asleep.”

Beifeng stood up from the corridor and walked behind Azuma, so that he could look at the black dragon standing on the ground at eye level.

"North Wind, that's very impolite of you to talk like that."

My wife turned slightly to the side and whispered instructions.

"I'm just telling the truth."

The north wind shows no sign of letting up.

"The North Wind is right. It's getting late, so I won't bother you any longer."

Seeing the inexplicable hostility from the North Wind, Black Flying Dragon chuckled and didn't retaliate.

"Feel sorry."

My wife looked at Black Flying Dragon with an apologetic expression.

"It's okay, it's okay, see you in a bit."

Black Flying Dragon waved his hand and turned to leave.

"what happened?"

Watching Black Flying Dragon leave, Wu's wife took North Wind's hand and asked him a question.

"It's nothing. Sister Azuma, aren't you going with him? This senior might get lost very quickly if he goes alone."

North Wind pouted, turned his head, and whispered.

"Will not."

My wife was taken aback, then smiled and patted Beifeng's head.

……

"Excuse me, which way do I go to the shrine entrance?"

In the open space between two houses, Black Flying Dragon was asking a passing ninja for directions.

"Walk to the end from here, turn left at the first intersection, then turn right and you'll see the torii gate."

Xiao glanced at Black Flying Dragon's attire and reached out to help point the way.

"Thank you!"

Black Flying Dragon nodded his thanks, but when he looked up again, Xiao was gone.

"That's really amazing."

Black Flying Dragon praised her, saying that she could actually disappear silently in front of her; Akatsuki was truly a ninja.

"Turn left at the end, then turn right at the first intersection..."

Muttering to himself, Black Dragon left.

After she walked away, the sliding door that had been facing her suddenly cracked open, a layer of paper peeled off, and Xiao reappeared in the corridor.

"So strong."

Watching the black dragon disappear into the distance, Akatsuki reached out and touched the one-eyed mask on his face. His gaze hardened once more. After putting away his 'ninja tools,' he vanished from the spot in a flash.

Following Xiao's directions, the Black Flying Dragon successfully arrived at the shrine entrance.

"It seems I'm not destined to live in a big house in this lifetime."

Black Flying Dragon sighed as he glanced back at the shrine complex.

This shrine alone covers at least a thousand acres, with numerous side paths and courtyards; she could easily get lost if she were to be distracted for even a moment.

After Shinano took away the two Chitose sisters, the number of shrine maidens decreased again, and only Yamashiro was sweeping the floor in front of the main hall. When he saw the black dragon appear, Yamashiro came over with a grin.

"Okay."

Black Flying Dragon stepped forward and waved.

"Hmm, Black Dragon, are you going out?"

Shancheng nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, is there anything you want?"

Black Flying Dragon put one hand on his hip and asked with a shrug.

"Hehehe, I heard that Akashi, who came back from the Northern Alliance with Mikasa-sama, opened a shop on the first floor. Black Dragon-sama, would you like to come with me?"

Yamashiro's tail, adorned with bells, swayed slightly as she looked at the black dragon with anticipation.

"Ok?"

Black Flying Dragon raised an eyebrow. Akashi from the Northern Alliance? A multitude of unscrupulous merchants?

"If I go alone, my older sister will lecture me, but if I go with the guests, she won't say anything to me."

Shancheng whispered to Hei Feilong.

"Hmm~ I see."

Before Black Dragon could answer, a wise voice came from not far away.

"Ah! Sister, let me explain, waaaaah!"

Yamashiro was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on; it suddenly bristled and looked pitifully at Fusang as she approached.

"I knew it was because so many guests didn't know the way before... But that's in the past. Go down the mountain if you want, but come back soon. This place hasn't been completely disturbed yet."

Fusang looked at Yamashiro with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"Really?"

Yamashiro blinked.

"Lord Nagato said he wouldn't restrict our freedom, but work is work. Taking a break now and then is fine, but you can't just slack off all the time."

Fusang stepped forward, reached out and patted Yamashiro's head, and said softly.

"Uh-huh."

Shancheng nodded repeatedly.

"..."

Black Flying Dragon, watching the two's heartwarming farce, was momentarily speechless.

"By the way, Lord Tiancheng instructed that if Lord Heifeilong wakes up, please go to the command center."

Fusang waved goodbye to Yamashiro, then turned and bowed to Hei Feilong.

"Ah... I understand, thank you."

Black Flying Dragon was startled; he had been so distracted by the banquet yesterday that he had completely forgotten about Shinano.

After exchanging a few polite words, Black Flying Dragon quickly passed through the torii gate, went up the stairs to the second floor, turned left and walked straight for a while, arriving at Amagi's private residence.

When the doorbell rang, Tiancheng opened the door with a furrowed brow.

Shinano?

Black Dragon had a bad feeling.