The purple-haired girl giggled foolishly, her eyes curving into crescents.
"Great~ So the Dragon Race Maiden won't mind being with ○ Shami, huh."
Shami was momentarily stunned.
"Is that what you were worried about? Any normal being would!"
"So you do mind after all~"
"That's not the case."
"Then prove it to me."
"I've only seen stuff like that on the Night ○ Ward!"
"If you don't mind, even if the breath smells, Shami would still kiss attentively!"
As they exchanged words, the Dragon Race Maiden tiptoed, her rosy, alcohol-scented lips covering Shami's mouth.
The lamppost beside them creaked, and as the dragon maiden tiptoed, her thick dragon tail coiled tightly like a python.
Bathroom.
The white-haired girl was at the sink, quickly splashing water on her face to wake herself up.
