114-anthropophobic old dragon (1/2)

I don't know. Eri. Let's go outside. Come and enjoy the flight with me.

...... I get it.

Eliza, accompanied by the representative, leaves the dragon house hut with a mindlessly clouded expression.

Hmm.

It seems that I'm the only member left in the tour group left in the Ryusha Hut.

I didn't have a choice.

I'm a little late to the party, but I'll borrow the designated dragon and follow Eliza and the others.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

''Wait. Mister!　What are you doing!

Suddenly, a loud voice is shouted from behind me.

'Excuse me, are you ......?'

My name is Pepe. I'm the servant who keeps the dragons in this hut.

I see.

This man Pepe or something like that, his age doesn't seem to be much older than us, but he seems to have had a good career as a dragon master.

Perhaps he hasn't bathed and slept enough, his hair is covered in oil and his eyes have large dark circles on his tongue.

The dirt in his claws is probably dragon excrement.

It's an extremely unhygienic appearance, but I like it better than the guys I saw earlier who were keeping it strangely neat and tidy.

It's a good thing that you've got a good idea of what you're looking for.