Alice In Date

“Hmm, it really is interesting. That Lizardonian making bread, is it?”

“Ah, you bastard, Drako, don’t tell me you don’t believe it? Don’t underestimate our Lazaar’s bread. We’re gonna wake it up, a bread revolution.”

They changed locations to the mansion’s dining room.

The furnishings were unified in the same gentle yet stately dark-brown wood.

Drako, Tooyama, and the others surrounded the dining table, a round table.

“Fukaka, Naruhito, it is something you are doing, so well, I do have expectations. But you see, my tongue is quite refined. Service… no, Faran’s meals make even this dragon’s tongue snap awake.”