The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Chapter 765: Raphaela Dragon's Education

Crisp colliding sounds echoed from within the paddy field. Immediately after, that ear-full rice also slightly swayed, seemingly indicating something was rapidly moving within the paddy field.

The weather in the Southern Continent was hot and humid, surrounded by the sea on all sides with abundant rainfall. Demi-humans had planted rice here since very early on. And due to its uniquely favorable geographical conditions, the rice here could be harvested three times a year. Without seeing the ground for a period, one could see the densely packed, ear-full rice grains in the paddy field slightly swaying against the sea breeze.

And at this moment, amidst the rice tufts about half a human's height, a tiny little Dragon-kin boy with red scales sparsely distributed over his body and his forehead's black hair tied into a small braid was carefully lowering his body in the paddy field, picking through the bluish-gray fleshy snakes surging in the pond beneath the crops in the field.

The paddy field's pond water was abundant, and demi-humans would also breed some small fish and shrimp inside to add flavor to the dining table. Yet no one had ever bred this kind of fleshy snake caught from deep within the mountains in the field.

However, exactly how tasty is this kind of snake?

Thinking like so, this young Dragon-kin little boy casually caught a fleshy snake and brought it ashore. After washing it clean, he killed it and set it on the fire to roast.

Waiting until the slippery snake body emitted the aroma of fat under the processing of the flames, the not-too-long red dragon tail behind this exquisitely carved chubby little baby couldn't help but sweep back and forth. Subsequently, he finally couldn't help but take the thoroughly roasted snake meat skewer off the fire, placing it before his slightly surging throat...

Immediately after, he opened his bloody gaping mouth, grabbing a bite and...

"Ah!!! Dad!! Bakar bit my tail!!"

Sleepy-eyed, Bakar chewed that so-called "snake meat". In his daze, he always felt the texture wasn't quite right, yet didn't want to loosen his mouth either, merely feeling the voice by his ear was noisy.And in the next moment, a pair of warm large hands gently rubbed his bulging cheeks, picking him up.

Bakar rubbed his own eyes, yet the more he rubbed the sleepier he got. He could only see from the corner of his struggling, clearing vision the pitiful little Dragon-kin girl holding her own tail and curled up in his father's other embrace beside him.

The scales all over that little girl's body were black, yet her hair color was a fiery red identical to her mother's, exactly opposite to this little boy named Bakar.

At this moment due to Bakar taking a bite of her tail in his sleep, that "younger sister" who was originally already incomparably ferocious clenched her fists, wishing she could give Bakar's cheeks an artillery-shell-like feedback.

Thinking up to here, Bakar's mind cleared up a bit, but on the surface he closed his eyes even tighter, merely pretending he hadn't awoken yet, nor knew the Dragon-kin who bit his younger sister's tail was himself.

Bakar closed his eyes, hurriedly burying his head into his father's bosom, pretending to sleep.

And at this moment in the chamber deep within the Dragon Court, right amidst thickly layered books stacked all around, a broad lounge chair was laid with cotton cushions and woolen blankets. It was exactly the afternoon hour. The black-haired scholar wearing a long robe was presently hugging the two little tots in his bosom for an afternoon nap.

As for himself, he was currently wearing a monocle and holding open an academic paper sent from Naris, reading it with eager interest. If not for this sudden unforeseen event, he probably wouldn't have any other movements, merely enjoying this hard-to-come-by warm hour.

Hm, clearly everything has ended, why still say it's hard to come by?

Merely because Bakar's younger sister Noel truly wasn't a gentle and virtuous lady. She was simply like a remade plus version of her mother exactly during her childhood. Being very naughty or rowdy could even be considered mild.

As expected, merely in the next moment, Noel whose tail got bitten had completely awakened. At merely a few years of age, the scales on her body stood up already, specks of scorching hot air erupting from within. Pinching her claws she was about to climb up and give her twin elder brother an "education of love".

"Aooowoo!!"

Fortunately before that, Fisher smilingly grabbed her little claws, picking her up. As a result in mid-air this little girl still bared fangs and brandished claws launching attacks at the Bakar hiding in their father's bosom, scaring the pretend-sleeping Bakar to pretend to sleep even more strenuously.

"Shh, look who's here, sweetie."

Fisher gave a faint smile. After putting down the bristling little Noel he rubbed her chubby little cheeks anew, subsequently whispering beside her ear.

Upon hearing this, Noel's fire instantly extinguished. Cautiously she propped herself on Fisher's neck edge and glanced at the door of the chamber, deeply fearing a green-eyed Tyrannosaurus rex covered in red scales was already standing there. As a result there was completely empty there.

"Hmph! Dad!"

As if having been tricked by Fisher, Noel became increasingly indignant, even throwing a little temper tantrum at the dad before her eyes.

The thick black tail behind her shook. Pinching her waist just about to say something, behind her, the shadow of a giant dragon seemingly spewing fire and shaking its tail had already completely shrouded the figures of the three people Fisher, Noel and Bakar on the lounge chair.

"Buzz!"

That shaking tail of Noel's instantly tensed completely straight like a cat. She hurriedly sprawled into Fisher's bosom, pretending to be about to fall asleep exactly like her elder brother.

As a result before sprawling down completely, she was grabbed exactly like a little chick in one go by the red Tyrannosaurus rex emitting a terrifying aura behind her.

Noel pursed her lips tightly. Picked up and turning her head back, she exchanged glances with the expressionless Raphaela behind her,

"Mom..."

"Dad said, the two of you secretly ran back to rest halfway through your classes at Grandma's place?"

"...No..."

Noel was just about to deny, but under the gaze of Raphaela's sharp, emerald-like pupils, her head also lowered increasingly. Even having her father behind her as backing made her unable to lie anymore,

"I was wrong, Mom... wuuu wuuu wuuu..."

Saying and saying, the sobbing tone brewing in that throat expanded increasingly, directly raising her head howling loudly at the end, unexpectedly leaving the Raphaela before her eyes who flew back from the balcony totally at a loss of what to do,

"Don't cry aw!"

"..."

Noel pursed her lips instantly, the crying abruptly held back in her throat, not even daring to breathe loudly.

The Noel whose weeping was terminated looked pitiful, but Raphaela came for more than just her. That Bakar pretending to sleep in Fisher's bosom was also grabbed by the tail by Raphaela. The two little dragon cubs just spun slightly in mid-air, looking exceptionally pitiful.

This action made Fisher sweat on his head, thinking in his heart if they were human children he truly wouldn't dare handle them like this.

,"You sleep so soundly here at noon, leaving Grandma out in the cold over there, you tell me about yourselves, you two. Hurry up, scram back to class for me!"

"Yes..."

Raphaela glanced at the door. There, Kexir wearing the Prayer and Blessing Tower's long robe had already waited there for a long time.

Hearing Raphaela's command, she hurriedly ran forward, embracing the two pitiful babies in her bosom. Just preparing to leave, the mother's terrifying voice transmitted again,

"What should you say before leaving?"

"Dad... Mom, goodbye wuuu ahhhhh!"

The two little dragon cubs started crying again as they spoke. Kexir also almost couldn't hold it back. She had no choice but to hold back her laughter, hugging the two siblings crying with open mouths tightly, subsequently giving a slight bow before turning back to leave, leaving behind the still angry Raphaela right amidst the chamber full of books.

Raphaela let out a long breath, the expression on her face also gradually withdrawing. She looked down anew at the Fisher sitting on the chair covered with a woolen blanket before her eyes.

Fisher raised his eyes to look at her. Immediately after, he merely gently stretched out a hand to completely close the book he was still reading, and placed it together with the monocle from his face onto the table on the side. Subsequently maintaining the lying posture just like this, he opened his arms to Raphaela...

The meaning seemingly was very obvious already.

Raphaela's fair face flushed slightly. Pouting her lips she said,

"You think I'm those two little cubs, secretly running back to rest in the afternoon as well?"

"Of course you aren't, but... I want you to rest for a while."

At this moment the afternoon climate was warm. The sea breeze brushed past the paddy fields, transmitting a comfortable rustling sound.

Raphaela's face got even redder, her lips pouting even higher.

Between the slight shaking of the tail behind her, she said,

"Fine, since you say so, then I shall reluctantly..."

Having said so, she also gently neared Fisher. Subsequently glancing around anew to confirm this place couldn't be quieter, only then did she presumptuously throw herself into Fisher's bosom all at once.

"Creak creak..."

The wooden lounge chair shifted back and forth due to her arrival, emitting crisp sounds.

The scales on her body were gentle, her body temperature was also much more scorching hot than those two not-yet-grown-up children. But even so, Fisher still rolled up the blanket over him, covering her slightly curled-up body together with his own.

Comfortably, she stretched the massive tail behind her, subsequently turning into an identical sleeping posture as Noel and Bakar just now, merely her body size seemingly was more than just a little bigger.

Fisher patted her back covered by the blanket. Her crimson long hair carrying emerging endless warmth drooped upon Fisher's chest. Relying by the edge of Fisher's neck, her powerful breathing also unknowingly brought comfortable purring sounds.

"Creak... creak..."

The wooden chair shook slightly. Comfortably, Raphaela enjoyed it for several seconds, yet her face grew increasingly red. Subsequently she hurriedly propped her body up, flusteredly and exasperatedly speaking to the smiling Fisher before her eyes,

"This is not right! In this case... doesn't this make it look like me driving the children to go to school previously was precisely to monopolize you?"

"Is there anything bad about this?"

Yet Raphaela's face got even redder. She panted a bit, subsequently immediately covering her face sprawled within his bosom. Glancing at the direction of the door anew, exactly like Noel fearing she would come over to grab them to go to school, at this moment Raphaela also deeply feared those two little dragon cubs returning, then discovering Mom occupied their position.

In this case wouldn't she, this mother, lose all face? Moreover, making her appear not mature at all ah!

But helplessly Fisher smoothed out her scattered rosy long hair, merely comforting down saying,

"What does this matter, aren't they already used to it?"

Raphaela pouted her lips. Only then did she relax a bit within her inner heart. She suspiciously turned her head back to look at him, asking,

"Just now, when I was reprimanding the two of them, why didn't you speak?"

"Speak what?"

"It's just... if I act fierce, you would say some words to comfort them... or something?"

"When you were young, were your mom and dad like this?"

"Probably..." Raphaela sprawled within Fisher's bosom, recalling things from her childhood, saying, "My dad used to be very strict with me. On the contrary, Mom was very gentle. Thus when I was young I was very close to Mom, very scared of Dad, and also very annoyed by his managing me..."

"Exactly right... Since you all know, why still ask me why I didn't say a single word?"

Pinching her claws, Fisher softly said,

"I don't quite like parents playing good cop bad cop. I prefer us standing together. When they secretly sneaked back this morning I already reprimanded them once, but even if I sent them back it would be too late for the noon classes. Therefore I just let them have lunch and rest, waiting until afternoon classes to let them go attend..."

Saying and saying, Fisher gently squeezed Raphaela's cheeks exactly like how he squeezed Noel's cheeks. He finally said,

"Therefore, in the evening you go pick them up again, take them out to play for a while outside before coming back... This way, it won't be too strict, nor too spoiling. Their memory remembers neither bad, nor good. But over a prolonged period, perhaps it can prevent their perception of you and me from deviating.

"This way, perhaps it's better than a purely strict mother and loving father, or strict father and loving mother. Just being parents, this is fine."

Under Fisher's gentle voice, Raphaela leaned even closer. Even the tail behind her didn't know when it wormed deeply into the woolen blanket, tightly entangling his waist.

This way, perhaps is also not bad indeed...

"I see..."

"Mhm."

"I'm merely worried Bakar is too cowardly, and Noel is too violent-tempered, making me somewhat anxious. Wishing I could instantly correct the weaknesses appearing on their bodies, deeply fearing they'll suffer losses or even go astray in the future due to our indolence. Therefore sometimes I unknowingly become exactly like my father."

"Although Bakar is cowardly, he is very patient regarding many matters. He can go deep into the mountains to catch snakes for an entire day, and even give every single snake a name, divide territories, record their data and images..."

Fisher glanced at the glass jar beside the books. Inside were entirely caught by Bakar from the mountains, saying whatever he wanted to put them into the paddy field to raise them, probably drawing inspiration upon seeing those farmers raising fish and shrimp in the paddy fields.

"As for Noel..."

Fisher wanted to seek out a bit of merit for this daughter of his, yet thinking for a long time, he finally said,

"Her body is very robust, exactly the same as you back then."

"Thump thump thump!"

As a result before finishing speaking, his chest was forcefully pounded by the fists extended by Raphaela with bulging cheeks, as if silently protesting.

"What do you mean very robust, do I not have other merits?"

"Haha."

"You!"

Looking at Raphaela with an identical ruffled appearance as well, the expression on Fisher's face was increasingly gentle. Tightly he hugged the Raphaela within his bosom, softly saying,

"These are entirely merits, Raphaela."

"What do you mean?"

"Meaning, we're all too anxious... Look, the current you is the perfect Dragon Queen loved and respected by the entire Dragon Court, you possess virtues looked up to by all of them; but are these facilitated overnight? It was honed by time, by experiences."

Fisher narrowed his eyes. Looking at the meandering curving Bay Mountains outside, he unraveled saying,

"Being parents, always hoping one's child could comprehend the experiences hidden beneath the world without experiencing the hardships oneself experienced. The original intention is honestly good, but we also cannot ignore, there are some matters impossible to comprehend without experiencing them. Even if counseling with words a thousand or hundred times, those words are consistently what they got from paper will always feel shallow in the end, they cannot enter their minds..."

Upon careful thought Raphaela also knew Fisher's speaking was correct.

Just like many problems, parents telling her not to leave the tribe was for her safety, but only when she truly met disaster would she remember that her parents once said so, only then comprehending the efficacy of so-called "experience".

So-called education and teaching, actually can only cut down the probability of them making mistakes from a probabilistic standpoint. The majority of the time ultimately the parents still have to underwrite the cost of them making mistakes...

But thinking and thinking, Raphaela's gaze looking at Fisher's profile abruptly grew faint again. Pausing for a moment, she abruptly said,

"You said I am the perfect Dragon Queen previously, but actually there is one matter I'm constantly criticized by the entire Dragon Court for..."

"Huh?"

Fisher was slightly stunned. He truly couldn't understand, reaching this stage, was there still anything about Raphaela that the demi-humans of the Dragon Court would be dissatisfied with?

The entire territory of the Southern Continent was peaceful, grain harvest was abundant, races were harmonious, flourishing...

Internal anxieties and external threats were already entirely non-existent. Could it be said, it was because of himself?

The moment he thought of those other ladies of his glaring like tigers, sweat couldn't help but ooze from Fisher's forehead.

"Wh... what's wrong?"

One could only say Fisher's intuition was very accurate, but only guessed half correctly.

Under that woolen blanket, the tail of Raphaela wrapping his waist gripped increasingly forcefully, exactly like deeply fearing he would run away,

"Offspring of course!"

"Huh?"

"We have been married for so long already, Noel and Bakar are four plus right?"

"Wh... what's wrong?"

"It's been so long already, yet I still solely have two children. This is simply making everyone unable to accept it! Mom has also... also already overtly and covertly urged you for a long time, as a result you acted exactly like you completely couldn't understand?"

"Huh?"

"Huh what, Mill already has nine children!"

"Ni... nine?"

Indeed ah, Fisher only just recalled this matter. The Dragon-kin's Tail-Compatible Partner mechanism was like this. The rate of having a partner was ridiculously low, so basically the reproduction, rise, and fall of the entire clan were all pressed onto Dragon-kin who successfully matched tails.

Lar's family having eight was considered few in the tribe. Once matching tails succeeded basically it was ten as the base.

Not to mention the current Dragon Queen's grace was so great. In order to prolong the stability right now, the populace would place hopes on her offspring, hoping that under the education of the wise and powerful Dragon Queen, descendants capable of inheriting her abilities would appear to continue leading them.

The weight of offspring spans myriad generations.

Fisher gulped down a mouthful of saliva. Although Dragon-kin energy was exuberant, ever since having those two little dragon cubs, a few times a week was also enough.

After all there was only one Fisher, the people dividing him up exceeded the numbers of a single hand's fingers...

Now according to Raphaela's meaning, did it mean restarting the backup hidden energy source to enter the "era of demands" again?

"So, you know right, in order to let me better become the leader of the Dragon Court... take it off."

"No, wait a minute. This doesn't have the slightest relation to you becoming the Dragon Court leader..."

"Take it off!"

The crimson Tyrannosaurus rex, debuted once more!

"..."

Afternoon, the comfortable wind blew back once more. Perhaps because of this, that wooden lounge chair in the room also constantly shook without end.

"Creak... creak creak creak..."

(End of Chapter)