Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

His hand gently brushed over the bite mark; the cool touch, mixed with pain, made your mind even clearer.

"Let me see how strong you become."

He really is something else!

They never forget to urge you to become stronger...

"I'm not lying, whether you believe it or not..." You regained control of your body, turned to face him, and said those words into his eyes without the slightest fear.

"So you don't want my eyes anymore?"

"..."

"Hehehe..."

"Don't laugh..." You covered the wound on your neck with one hand and glared angrily at the creature that was laughing strangely.

"You've got some nerve..." Qin Che's expression changed, his smile vanished, and he lay back down on the bed. "Besides that mouth of yours, you need to work on other things too..."

Seeing him lie down, you naturally lay down on the other side of his stone bed as well.

He seemed puzzled by your actions, and the dragon's tail flicked against your shoulder.

"Your resting place is up there..." The tail pointed to the spot where you used to sleep, where treasures were piled up.

“I didn’t sleep well there. I had nightmares after just one night. I’m just not compatible with that place. You know, if you don’t get enough sleep, you’ll get sick, and if you get sick, you’ll die. You don’t want me to die because of something so trivial, do you?”

"..."

"I just want to sleep here. Didn't you tell me to kill you? It'll be more convenient for me to do it here. What? Are you scared?"

"Hmph...you're quite the opportunist..." The dragon chuckled lightly and then said nothing more.

"Thank you for the compliment." Instead of getting up to leave, you moved even closer to Qin Che.

The hard scales didn't feel very pleasant to the touch, but Qin Che's aura gave you a lot of peace of mind.

"Hey, have you had breakfast yet?"

"I think eating you now would be a good choice," he replied impatiently.

"What kind of food?" you blurted out, then realized it was inappropriate and quickly stopped yourself. "I'm being serious. I haven't eaten anything since I saw you yesterday until I got back last night. Do you have any food? I'm a little hungry."

"Troublesome..." The dragon narrowed its eyes, stood up again, said two words to you, and then spread its wings and flew away.

When someone disappears from your life, you feel a void in your heart, wondering where they went. Perhaps they went to find you food.

When the dragon returned, you were climbing towards the opening in the cave ceiling where light was streaming in.

During the time he was away, you did a lot of things, using the weapons he had collected to carve footholds into the walls, and dismantling the golden silk carpet in the dragon's lair to make ropes.

The pain from falling from the sky wasn't too intense; it was much better than the suffocating feeling of being trapped in a cave with only myself left, with air pressing against my chest.

Compared to the cliff at the beginning of the cave, you have a strange feeling that there should be a different view up here.

After falling off the rock face for the sixth time, and seeing that he had returned, you were no longer in a hurry to do these things.

Afraid that he would think you were trying to run away while he was away, you quickly explained, "It's a bit stuffy, I just wanted to go upstairs for some fresh air."

"for you."

The dragon didn't seem to care about your explanation and just threw you a package that was hard enough to kill someone.

Didn't I go find you some food? It wouldn't be in this package, would it?

You open the black cloth and see several pieces of rye bread inside that look harder than rocks.