Crossing the azure as a black dragon

"Gentleness is an exaggeration."

Besides being inquisitive, Mutsu has another remarkable characteristic: she is innocent and adorable. Being praised so highly by such a cute little thing, Black Flying Dragon suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Ok?

While secretly delighted, Black Flying Dragon suddenly realized a dangerous element. To outsiders, she and Taihou seemed to be similar types. If Taihou were to develop an interest in her because of this, wouldn't that be a big problem?

"What's wrong with Taihou?"

Nagato felt something was off as he watched the black dragon's smile gradually fade.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious because I've never done this before."

Black Dragon composed himself and began to play chess seriously.

Without saying anything further, Nagato didn't ask any more questions. If everything was as Mutsu said, then there wouldn't be any problems if the two of them met, and she didn't need to worry about it.

Black Flying Dragon's shogi skills were all learned from Noshiro, and he can be considered a rising star with an aggressive style. Nagato, on the other hand, has a traditional and steady style. The two played a total of five games, and no matter how fast Black Flying Dragon improved, he could not break through Nagato's defense. This further confirmed Black Flying Dragon's belief that he was still far from being good enough.

"Too strong, I lost."

The black dragon, now checkmated, breathed a sigh of relief and removed its hands from the board.

"Your progress is rapid, but it lacks depth and requires further refinement."

Nagato narrowly defeated Black Dragon, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, showing that he was in a very good mood.

"That's right, I've learned something."

Black Flying Dragon nodded in agreement, and although his tone was smiling, he did remember what he said.

She reached a position that other ship girls could not reach in a year, which was too hasty. She still needs to mature and hone her skills.

"Okay! That's all. Shall we start telling the story now?"

Mutsu, who was idly rolling around on three connected futons, suddenly stood up upon hearing this and urged them impatiently.

"Well, it's about time to rest."

Black Flying Dragon smiled, put away the chessboard and pushed it into the cabinet next to him. He got up and turned off two of the three lamps that were on, leaving only the one that emitted a soft light that wouldn't disturb his rest.

Nagato walked to the edge of the futon and sat next to Mutsu. The two sisters sat side by side and looked at the black dragon.

"...So, what kind of stories would you like to hear? Myths, history, or cultural origins?"

The scene was so beautiful that Hei Feilong took out the phone with the highest resolution among the three phones and took a group photo of the two sisters.

Such scenes are rare; beautiful things should always be preserved.

“Future history!”

"myth."

Mutsu answered first, while Nagato was a step behind, and immediately cast a worried look at Black Flying Dragon.

"Okay, let's start with the history."

Black Flying Dragon's expression remained unchanged. He put away his phone, took out a storybook, and walked to the two sisters' side.

"First question, how much does Mutsu know about the history of the Eastern Empire?"

Sitting down and leaning against the closet, Black Flying Dragon looked at Mutsu.

“A little bit, but all of them are wonderful. Mutsu’s favorite period is the Three Kingdoms period.”

In the dim light, Mutsu's eyes gleamed brightly.

"Is that so? Then I'll start from the beginning."

Black Flying Dragon nodded, roughly understanding that Mutsu's understanding of the Eastern Empire was limited to classic literature.

"Good~"

Mutsu responded obediently, like a student.

Black Flying Dragon's lips curled slightly, and a few more words appeared on the cover of the picture book in his hand: Five Thousand Years of Chinese History.

The history of the Eastern Empire in this world is far more exciting than the history before the Black Flying Dragon's transmigration. Although the general trend has not changed, the number of outstanding figures who have left their mark on history and shine like stars has increased countless times.

Take the Three Kingdoms period mentioned by Mutsu as an example. Because the territory of the Eastern Han Dynasty was too vast, even a hundred years after Zhuge Liang, the Shu Han Dynasty still produced outstanding generals. In the struggle against Wei and Wu, it first defeated Wu, and then lost to Wei. Although the outcome remained the same, there were too many variables and it was extremely exciting.

Unlike mythology, history contains many facts that are almost common sense, especially for ships.

Mutsu knew a thing or two, but he couldn't even find a chance to interrupt Black Flying Dragon's story, let alone ask a question.

As night deepened, Mutsu and Nagato fell asleep one after the other.

"It feels a bit like putting a child to sleep."

Black Dragon put away the picture book, stretched, muttered something, and got up to turn off the light.

Just then, a rustling sound came from outside the sliding door. Black Flying Dragon opened the door with some curiosity and peeked out. A white fox was running towards the shadows in the yard, seemingly startled.

"I wonder how the fox at home is doing. What did she call herself again?"

Black Flying Dragon rubbed his temples, yawned, closed the door, walked to the empty floor mat, lay down, and closed his eyes.

……

At dawn, Black Dragon opened his eyes and was greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling.

Strangely enough, she was woken up by the heat, feeling as if she had four or five heat packs on her body, and it was also quite heavy.

She reached up and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Looking down, she saw that Nagato had somehow gotten close to her. His unguarded posture while fast asleep was incredibly alluring. The culprit behind her fever was a large white fox in Nagato's arms.

Looking at himself again, unsurprisingly, there was a fox on each side of him, but his chest blocked his view, so he could only see that there was a fox wrapped around his stomach.

I woke up to find myself in a fox den?

After a moment of inner turmoil, the black dragon lying on the bedding began to dissipate, and the fox that had been clinging to her slowly descended onto the bedding.

They gathered again, and the black dragon, dressed in pajamas, appeared on the tatami mat outside the bed.

"This was quite a wonderful experience."

Stretching, Black Flying Dragon slowed down and took off his pajamas, changing into a refreshing T-shirt and knee-length trousers. His long hair, which had been messed up while sleeping, was draped behind his head, and the combination of the two gave off a youthful vibe.

Light streamed into the room through the sliding door that the fox had slipped open. Black Flying Dragon quietly opened the door, went out, and then steadily closed it again, the whole operation flowing smoothly, as if he had practiced it countless times.

"Hello."

A sudden greeting from the side startled Hei Feilong, who jumped back two steps. She then saw Jiang Feng dressed in black and white fur-sleeved robes. Although he didn't make any strange expression, Hei Feilong could sense a subtle change in Jiang Feng's gaze as he stared at her.

The way this emotion was conveyed was indescribable; even Black Dragon couldn't discern the change, but he had a bad feeling about it, so he cleared his throat:

“Last night I was called over to tell stories to Mutsu. Later, because it was too late and they hadn’t arranged a room for me, I stayed there. I didn’t do anything strange, so you can rest assured.”

"Really? You've worked hard."

Jiang Feng curled his lip, emphasizing the last three words, his disdain was obvious.

"..."

Black Flying Dragon wasn't very good at communicating with people who didn't talk much, but she could sense that Jiang Feng wasn't angry because she was resting here, but rather because of other places.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Hei Feilong stopped trying. After a brief farewell to Jiang Feng, he combed his hair and left the courtyard.

Watching the black dragon disappear, Jiang Feng sighed softly, knelt outside the sliding door, and gently knocked.

……

"That's strange. Could Jiang Feng's behavior be a variation of 'beast' and 'worse than a beast'? That shouldn't be the case. There's still a big difference between me and Royal Ark."

After leaving the courtyard of Changmen, Hei Feilong tidied his hair and pondered Jiang Feng's attitude towards her.

I can understand her protecting her master. Beifeng also protected my wife back then. Does she look that dangerous?

"Good morning, Senior Black Dragon. Why are you frowning so much? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Just then, they arrived at a public area, and a white dragon with a refreshing expression walked out from around the corner and greeted the black dragon.

"You're the one who drank so much yesterday, why didn't you rest a bit more?"

Black Dragon composed himself and looked up at White Dragon. This one was exceptionally strong in physique, strength, and personality; the only pity was that he wasn't very bright.

"Hmph, you underestimate me, Senior Black Dragon. The Northern Alliance's drinking prowess is far superior to that of the Sakura Empire. I've already completed my transformation there!"

Bai Long held his head high and chest out, his pride evident in his words.

"That makes sense. Shall we go for breakfast? Or for our morning exercise?"

Hei Feilong felt that made sense. She considered herself to be quite a drinker, but she was still hesitant to challenge the people from the Northern Alliance to a drinking contest.

"Ah, I was so busy drinking yesterday that I didn't eat much. I'm going to have breakfast before heading out on a mission."

The white dragon rubbed its belly and walked over to the black dragon.

"A mission? Is it in such a hurry?"

Black Flying Dragon tilted its head in surprise. It arrived last night and went on a mission this morning. The company exclaimed that it was an expert.

"It's not that I'm in a hurry, I just want to spar with the enemy as soon as possible. I wish all the sirens were like the one I encountered yesterday morning. It's not fun to play against such weak opponents."

Bai Long nodded, arms crossed.

"Forget it, if they're all at that level, the human camp will be defeated before you even leave."

Black Dragon shook his head. The strength of the Sirens that have appeared now should be between that of the Annihilator and the Destroyer, which happens to be on the same level as the planned ships at this stage, which is very subtle.

"Haha, that's true. But Black Dragon Senior, you're so strong, why don't you counterattack the Sirens? I also asked Shinano, but she just fell asleep and didn't answer."

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Bai Long chuckled twice, then looked down and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Of course it's because we can't beat them. There should be a lot of Sirens who are weaker than me, and a few who are stronger than me."

They didn't bother making excuses when facing the white dragon and the black dragon; they just told the truth.

"is it?"

Bai Long thought for a moment, realizing that Hei Feilong hadn't used his full strength when they sparred last time.

"In that case, Senior Black Dragon, let's have a spar."