The dragon grunted, turned around, and went back to sleep. It could tell that Isaac was being shameless by saying the word libido so casually, but it did not care enough to become angry over it.
Time passed again, and for several days, Isaac did not come. At first, the dragon barely noticed his absence, since it had spent countless years alone and was accustomed to long periods without seeing another living being.
However, after several more days passed, the dragon found itself becoming strangely melancholic. It stared at the empty surroundings for a long time before finally realizing what was bothering it.
Had it really been missing that bastard?
The dragon grunted and immediately rejected the thought. There was no way it was missing some shameless excuse of a human who had spent months bothering it with meaningless questions.
It had to be because the anniversary was approaching. That was the only explanation the dragon was willing to accept.
Anniversary.
