Today’s Evil Dragon Domain was as peaceful as ever.
Swarming clusters of little butterflies seemed drawn to the flowers and plants beneath the palace, drifting leisurely through the sweet-scented garden. One red butterfly mischievously stepped on the head of a cyan butterfly before darting away and hiding behind some petals. The cyan butterfly flew back and forth in annoyed fury, hunting for the pesky red one that had interrupted its sweet nap.
Finally pushed to her limit, the cyan butterfly suddenly took on a humanoid form—a girl with long red hair. Her enormous wings whipped up gusts of wind in agitation, her deep blue dress fluttering along with them, while her cute little face flushed bright red.
“You jerk, come out here!”
“Ehehe~”
At that moment, another red-haired girl popped up from behind the flowerbed. She had been carefully watching the butterfly girl she’d teased into a pitiful state and now burst out laughing with a snort.
Thanks to years of absorbing Demon qi, even these utterly ordinary little creatures from the human world could take on humanoid forms. That they all turned into girls was just a coincidence of their being female—though for some reason, scarcely any male creatures had ever been drawn to this palace.
If the red butterfly were to guess, she figured it had something to do with the two Evil Dragons.
Dark Filth inevitably influenced one another to some degree. The mightiest Demon Race in this world consisted of the affections between two females, so their bond hardly seemed strange anymore.
That said, how exactly did Evil Dragons have children?
Did they lay eggs and hatch them…?
It sounded pretty plausible, really. After all, she herself would need to produce eggs if she wanted offspring.
“Found… you!”
Just then, the cyan butterfly girl spotted the red one sitting behind a bush. Before her target could react, she tackled her to the ground, and they tumbled into the soft grass.
“Eeeh?”
“You little punk—interrupting my nap like that!”
…
No one knew what sort of fateful encounter unfolded between the two butterflies that lazy, elegant afternoon. Perhaps it wouldn’t be long before a swarm of red-and-blue patterned butterflies took root here, bringing even more liveliness to the palace grounds.
Of course, the butterflies weren’t the only ones stirring things up.
“Awooo…”
At the very top of the palace, a certain Evil Dragon with massive wings clutched a gigantic pillow as she jolted awake from her dream. She rubbed her eyes and glanced at the clock on the bedside before finally realizing it.
It was already afternoon.
Xuefei suddenly widened her eyes and tried to climb out of the Dragon Nest, but a wave of weakness throughout her body forced her to burrow back into the warm bedding. Any anxiety she felt promptly vanished in the face of her “maternity leave.”
Normally, she might have to help Leia with work—reviewing documents and the like—but now she could simply lie in the nest and recuperate. It was undoubtedly a good thing…
Yet the subtle sensations from her belly made Xuefei appreciate the necessity of it all. Every day, she felt her swollen abdomen growing tauter, accompanied by an odd mix of anticipation and inexplicable pleasure that had this Miss Evil Dragon pacing back and forth in a whirlwind of excitement and nerves…
Today, though, her belly felt especially strange.
“Awooowoo…”
Xuefei mustered all her strength to sit up. Beneath the thin gauze, her belly sagged heavily as if containing something substantial, and her body craved warmth and companionship like never before.
On instinct, she called out that name.
“Leia~”
Her voice was tiny, barely audible—a testament to the Dragon Girl’s frailty.
But that plaintive call was answered instantly by the whoosh of a teleportation portal opening behind her. From the pitch-black vortex emerged a girl in a black dress. Her feet, wrapped in black stockings, landed right in front of Xuefei, who was scanned head to toe with anxious, ravenous intensity.
Seeing that Xuefei was unharmed, Leia let out a sigh of relief.
She hadn’t given a second thought to standing up some envoy earlier—in Xuefei’s presence, she was the picture of a devoted wife who came at a moment’s notice. Of course… Xuefei was the one handling the childbirth.
“Xuefei, you’re awake?”
“Mmm…”
Xuefei didn’t reply. She clutched her little belly. Leia’s prompt arrival moved her deeply, but inner tension brought a tear to the corner of her eye as she gazed up at Leia with a pitiful, aggrieved look.
“Right here…”
“Does it hurt?” Leia fussed over her with utmost care, casting aside any Dragon King pretensions as she knelt down to inspect Xuefei’s belly. The semitransparent nightgown left even her delicate, flawless skin fully visible.
But Xuefei shook her head.
“It’s still okay. It just feels weird. Wooaoo… It doesn’t hurt or anything, but it’s not… not happy either. I don’t know what it is…”
The sensation was a bit abstract.
It was as if the thing inside her belly had come alive and started writhing around.
Leia caught on immediately. She nodded and muttered to herself, “Sure enough, it’s today.”
“Today?”
“That’s right, it’s today.”
While Xuefei was still utterly baffled, Leia swiftly undid her lavish black gown. She cast everything else aside without a care and tossed the dress away.
This left Xuefei completely dumbfounded.
“Ehh?”
But Leia had no time to explain. She pulled a black silk nightgown from who-knows-where—its fabric deliberately designed to transmit body heat more effectively, letting Xuefei feel her affection all the clearer.
Not that she had any intention of teasing Xuefei right now.
As Xuefei stared in horror, Leia stripped down to just the nightgown and the stockings she hadn’t had time to remove. Without another word, she threw back the covers and slipped into Xuefei’s dragon nest, wrapping her arms tightly around the other woman’s petite, alluring frame.
“What a weird feeling… I, I’m not about to die, am I?”
“Of course not. I’ll protect you, Xuefei. There’s no way I’d let anything hurt you.”
“What did I even do to…”
Xuefei felt some kind of chemical reaction stirring in her belly. It was the Evil Dragon’s body… no, more precisely, the female Evil Dragon’s physiological response, dragging her body and mind down some bizarre new path.
Right then, Leia gently pressed her ear to Xuefei’s stomach and broke into a rare, silly grin.
“Ehh, hee hee ~”
“So what the heck is going on? You bad Leia!”
“What’s the matter? Don’t you really know, Xuefei? Did getting pregnant with that dragon egg turn your brain to mush?”
“You’re the one who’s mush-brained—your whole family’s mush-brained!”
Leia said nothing more, her gaze growing all the more indulgent.
Those fools back in the distant Human World could never imagine it: the eyes of that savage Evil Dragon, soft and tender like this.
“That’s because, Xuefei… it’s finally coming out ~”
“Coming… out?”
“Mm-hmm ~” Leia nodded in confirmation.
“The dragon… egg…”
Finally, with Leia’s guidance, Little Xuefei pieced it together.
She’d harbored some doubts before, but now she was certain of the suspicion buried deep in her heart.
And the one sharing her nest right now, radiating warmth, was employing the most primal, effective, and safest method for keeping warm during egg-laying: skin-to-skin cuddling.
Excitement lit up Leia’s face.
“Our Dragon Baby is about to arrive in this world ~”
