Shut Up Dragon! I Don't Want To Have Children With You Anymore

"Not bad, very spirited. All your joints and muscles have woken up, right?" Rossweise stood beside him.

"More than just woken up, it feels like I took dragon power or something."

For Leon, the stimulation effect of a seven-day vacation was no less than dragon power.

"Great, then next, we officially start trying some tacit understanding training."

Leon shrugged, meaning "Bring it on, whatever you've got."

Rossweise took a rope out of her sportswear pocket.

Leon's heart skipped a beat, and he unconsciously scooted a little away from the chair. "What are you doing? Didn't get enough of the teacher play? Now you're going for bondage?"

Rossweise lightly "tsk"-ed and tapped Leon's shoulder with the rope. "Ever heard of three-legged races?"

Leon nodded. "When I was at Dragon Slayer Academy, the instructor also made us do this kind of training. Said it could enhance synchronization between teammates."

"Although we still don't know what events St. Heath Academy's family sports meet will include, basic things like three-legged races are still worth practicing, don't you think?"

"OK, no objections."

After pausing for a moment, Leon added, "Don't drag down my rhythm later."

"Ha, thank you for giving me a morning joke."

After exchanging a few words, the two tied their inner ankles together with the rope.

Once tied, Leon straightened his back, and Rossweise was pressed closely against his side.

In the past, the height difference wasn't very noticeable, but now that they were so close, it became evident.

Rossweise's height, wearing sports shoes, was about 1.72 meters. Although considered tall for a girl, beside Leon, it still seemed a bit lacking.

In daily interactions, the couple kept a certain distance and looked at each other eye-to-eye.

Now, with their ankles touching and their sides pressed together, if Rossweise wanted to look Leon in the eye, she'd have to slightly tilt her head up.

She felt a bit awkward.

When had the Silver Dragon Queen ever looked up at anyone?

No, absolutely not.

She couldn't lift her head.

'Eyes forward, eyes forward, eyes forward.'

However, she wasn't the only one who noticed the height difference.

"Oh my, oh my, Your Majesty the Queen, there's a leaf on your head. I can see it so clearly. Want me to help you get it off?"

Naturally, Leon wouldn't miss such a great opportunity.

He had to poke at Rossweise's heart.

Rossweise closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, replying, "No need."

"Really no need? Okay then."

But Leon wasn't done and planned to continue his attack for a double kill.

"Hey, Your Majesty, I just noticed you have two hair whorls. They say one whorl means good, two whorls mean bad. No wonder you—ah, ouch!"

Before he could finish, Rossweise lifted the tied leg directly.

Leon lost his balance and fell backward.

Rossweise slowly crouched down, propping her chin with one hand while shaking her head and teasing,

"Tsk tsk tsk, Leon, being so tall but unable to stand steadily? Isn't that height wasted?"

Leon got up from the ground, patted the dust off his pants, and said, "I won't stoop to your level. Let's see who's better on the track."

As he spoke, Leon started walking toward the practice field.

But Rossweise stayed put.

Leon took a step—

"Hiss!"

This time he fell forward.

He quickly got up, rubbed his red nose, and said, "Move, Rossweise, why aren't you moving?"

Rossweise crossed her arms and pretended to suddenly realize,"Oh~ It's started already? Alright, I was just distracted."

Leon clicked his tongue but didn't waste more words.

The couple moved to the central lawn of the practice field.

Since it was their first time trying a three-legged race, they didn't know how well they'd coordinate. Running on hard ground and falling would definitely hurt.

So they decided to first get a feel for it on the relatively soft grass.

But before they even started running, they encountered another problem.

Their arms on the tied side couldn't find a comfortable position.

"Don't push me."

"You're the one pushing me."

The former Silver Dragon Queen would never tolerate a man getting so close to her.

Only Leon had this privilege. If it were someone else, they'd have been burned to ashes long ago.

This guy was still here saying, "Don't push, don't push."

"I've got an idea," Leon suddenly said.

"What? Hey, wait—"

Before she could finish, Leon put his inner arm around Rossweise's back.

But because Rossweise's back was too petite and Leon's arms were too long, the extra part of his hand had to rest on her waist.

That was Rossweise's ticklish spot.

The queen blushed, both shy and helpless.

She wanted to refute Leon's method but realized it was the only way to make their three-legged race work smoothly.

So, the Silver Dragon Queen wasn't one to be outdone.

Rossweise also lifted her arm and placed it around Leon's waist.

For some reason, it felt wide and firm, with a great texture.

"I'll count to one, and we move the outer leg; I count to two, we move the tied leg. OK?" Leon said.

"Okay."

"Alright. Ready... two!"

"What? Two—damn!"

Rossweise almost did a split.

Luckily, her flexibility was good; otherwise, she might have pulled a ligament.

Turning her head, she said, "In your family, do you start counting at two?"

"Why not?" Leon asked, looking innocent.

"You!…"

Rossweise adjusted her posture, quickly realizing this guy was getting back at her for those earlier falls.

She didn't want to waste time arguing and delay the training.

"Start with one, seriously this time, no nonsense," Rossweise said.

Leon nodded.

The couple got into position again, arms around each other's waists.

"Ready—one, two, one, two…"

At first, they coordinated well, with almost no missteps.

But as they sped up, their rhythm started to falter slightly.

Leon slowed down a bit, while Rossweise sped up a bit.

They exchanged a glance without speaking but silently adjusted their pace until it synced again.

Seeing this, they both smiled at each other, then quickly looked away.

After running two laps on the grass without a single fall, their coordination was quite impressive.

They could adapt and adjust silently whenever their rhythm went off, even saving time on verbal communication.

Honestly, even real couples rarely achieved such synchronization.

After practicing on the grass, they moved to the harder track.

Again, they made very few mistakes and adjusted quickly.

After a while, they sat on the grass to rest and untied the rope.

"Piece of cake," Leon said with a grin.

"Hmph, don't get cocky. Next, you need to do some stamina recovery exercises."

Rossweise gestured with her chin toward the side. "Push-ups, 500 of them."

"How, how many?"

"Five hundred," Rossweise said. "What, for the strongest dragon slayer, 500 push-ups should be as easy as drinking water, right?"

Now that she had said this, bowing out would be impolite.

Without hesitation, Leon said, "Easy, watch me do it all in one go.

"

Rolling up his sleeves, he got into position.

But after a few push-ups, Rossweise interrupted,

"Wait, just doing push-ups is too boring. Let me add some difficulty."

"What now?"

"Lie down."

Leon, in the push-up position, watched as Rossweise slowly walked over and—

Sat on his waist.

Leon's arms shook, not because Rossweise was heavy, but because his waist was sensitive after days of intense assignments.

Rossweise's soft body pressing against him made him feel a little tingly.

Sitting sideways, her tail rested on Leon's shoulder, the tip gently poking his cheek. "Alright, start."

"You really know how to, en-joy it." Leon gritted his teeth.

But for the sake of the vacation, he endured.

"One… two… three…"

The chapter ends abruptly, emphasizing the dragon race's denser bones and greater weight.

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