Even a Cicada Becomes a Dragon If Reborn

the dragon has finally found his perfect match ~ *pfft*

The only one remaining in this place was a huge pink colored frog.

Fumuu . . .

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. . . well, . . . how did this happen?

I was looking for a mate and no compromise should be made, . . . but even if I felt like that, the world didn’t go along with my ideal.

Compromise nothing, that was the instinct for preservation the species of all living beings. Without compromising on the species, the number of individuals decreased and it was only destined to perish.

I was this island’s . . . , no, this world’s only dragon.

In order for the dragon species to not die out, even if the other party would be the Aburazemi, I needed to endure it.

(Aburazemi = Graptopsaltria nigrofuscata = Large Brown Cicada)

If I thought carefully about it, she might not be too bad as a bride either.

First of all there is no problem with the size. The length was almost the same as me, I had a good feeling about her physique and it showed that she had a high ability to give birth to a child.

Although she wasn’t a reptile, amphibians were a race relatively close to the point. There was a possibility that the child was born as a tadpole and it made me a bit anxious.

The pink skin was also quite feminine. The little wet skin made her body glossy and that wasn’t bad either.

Bright and big eyes were her most charming feature. Although I didn’t like that they moved a little GyroGyro, but I thought I could allow it if I did my best.

And above all . . .

To my song of courtship she also answered with a song.

Her voice was low and strong like the tone of a cello.

I already completely liked her voice.

She, no should I call her Geeko? The sound that Geeko and I produced, we played the music impromptu.

Two different melodies, sometimes together, sometimes intersecting. It was like a Jazz session duet.

Rhythm & tone, up & down, forte & piano.

Our music resounded freely in the forest and on the whole island.

Did you know the first condition to have a happy marriage?

It was the matching hobbies.

Creatures grow old and beauty was the only symbol of youth, but that couldn’t tie a partner for a life.

However, even if the appearance grew old, hobbies never grow old. That was the point of hobbies and with this Geeko and I were nothing less than a couple.

Possibly, for this day, for this song I was meant to meet Geeko.

We innocently kept singing. The joy of meeting in this world and it resounded in the whole world as we kept singing.

All creatures surely would be charmed by our music too.

The light of the sun changed from white to yellow and when sunset came Geeko and my music still had an end in sight.

She and I gazed at each other. Our shadows slowly grew longer.

Neither voice nor song were any longer necessary between us. Shadow and shadow were approaching.

And right before the two shadows overlapped, suddenly Yggdrasil appeared in my mind.

I had said that I would return before the end of the day, so I should return before the sun set . . . And I was thinking about such a thing.

Of course she was gentle, she would probably welcome me warmly even if I came back late . . .

When I thought of Yggdrasil I somehow felt a sting in my chest. Perhaps this was the guilt that I couldn’t keep my promise to return by night.

Still, now the shadow of Geeko and me had overlapped and had become one.

And . . .

I as ‘promised’ had returned to the base of Yggdrasil before the sun had set.

The sky broke at the terrific speed of me who returned home and Yggdrasil welcomed me although a bit surprised.

I clung to Yggdrasil and single-mindedly continued to cry.

Like a lost child clinging to the foot of his mother who he finally found, clinging so that they would never separate again.

Taiki didn’t ask me anything. Therefore I also didn’t say anything. The sun was setting too and the last purple light in sky went out.

“Ano . . . , did you have dinner yet? Sap, do you want to drink?”

She only asked that.

I remembered that I hadn’t eaten lunch let alone at dinner.

Needless to say my answer was affirmation. Her sap, it was happiness and tasted nostalgic.

I didn’t intend to talk about what happened between Geeko and me.

However, so that nobody may taste the same experience as me, I intend to tell the truth only once.

For both cicada and frog, females don’t sing.

(TLN: dragon kissed a male frog XD)