Leon was left dizzy by that hit, but fortunately, his master had taught him the Indestructible Body Technique when he was young. He might not be able to withstand a boulder smashing into his chest, but could he not withstand a little dragon girl's door panel?
He just needed a moment to recover.
"Sorry, Daddy. Muen... Muen hurt you..." The little dragon girl clutched Leon's sleeve and spoke pitifully.
Leon was dumbfounded.
She had just said she would not let Leon touch her. It had not even been a minute—how had she suddenly changed back?
Could it be...
Was the genetic defect of a Human-dragon hybrid split personality?
With Muen supporting him, Leon sat down beside the table.
Muen raised her little hand and gently rubbed Leon's nose bridge, apologizing in a childish voice.
"Sorry, Daddy. Muen really didn't mean to. Muen didn't expect that a light push on the door would send Daddy flying so far."
She pouted, her warm eyes shimmering as though she would truly burst into tears if Leon did not forgive her.
"Does Daddy still hurt? Muen will blow on it for you. It won't hurt after Muen blows on it~"
As she spoke, Muen held Leon's cheeks in her little hands and softly blew on his forehead.
The warm breath brushed past him, and Leon's heart melted instantly.
Losweiser's mockery and sarcasm did not bother him in the slightest; his heart was as hard as steel.
But when the little dragon girl acted cute and apologized to him, he even began to wonder if he had done something wrong.
Sure enough, a daughter was not only her old father's little padded jacket, but also a sweet-filled cannonball that could blast through his hardened heart wall.
Leon picked Muen up and placed her on his lap, wiping the warm liquid from the corner of her eyes. "It's fine, it's fine. Don't overthink it, Muen. It's just that Daddy is useless. Daddy couldn't even withstand a mere door panel. Daddy will definitely work out in the future and try to withstand it a few more times."
Muen laughed at his words and wiped her eyes. "As long as Daddy doesn't hurt!"
Leon smiled and pinched Muen's little nose. "All right, then let's—chua~"
He made a page-turning gesture. "Turn the page on this, forget about it, okay?"
Muen narrowed her eyes in a smile and answered softly, "Okay~ Daddy is the best~"
As she spoke, Muen wrapped her arms around Leon's neck and planted a loud kiss on his cheek.
While flattered, Leon could not help overthinking things.
Why did this feel like he was being PUA'd by his daughter...?
Five minutes ago: Don't touch me, idiot.
Five minutes later: Daddy is the best, muah~
Tsk—
Dragons truly were creatures that people found hard to understand.
"Daddy, what are we doing this afternoon?"
That reminded Leon of something. He picked up the sheet of paper on the table and pointed at its contents. "This afternoon, Daddy will teach you how to write these three names. How does that sound?"
Learning to read and write was indeed something new to Muen.
She nodded excitedly. "Okay, okay! Daddy, teach me quickly~"
"Did Mommy never teach you before?" Leon asked casually as he prepared paper and pen.
"Mother said to wait until you woke up, then let you teach me. Hehe~"
Dragon Queen, thy name was laziness.
Muen moved a little stool over and sat beside Leon.
Leon first taught her how to hold the pen.
Muen picked it up quickly. After practicing a few times, she could hold the pen steadily.
Then Leon began teaching her from the stage of recognizing letters.
"The first name is Daddy's: Leon Kasmod. You can try writing it first."
"Oh, okay."
Muen gripped the pen tightly with one hand and held down the scrap paper with the other, concentrating so hard that even her mouth seemed to be exerting effort.
Leon's name was fairly easy to write. Its pronunciation came from "lion," and the spelling was similar.
"Don't press so hard, or you'll poke through the paper. Take it slowly. No rush."
"Mm-hmm."
Muen was quite talented as well. With just a little guidance from Leon, she could more or less copy out Leon's name.
"Very good, Muen. Next, we need to remember the stroke order of the letters," Leon said.
"Huh? There's a required order too? Muen thought it was fine as long as it could be written."
"Of course there is. As the saying goes, without rules, nothing can be done. If there were no set order, then writing wouldn't be called writing—it would be called drawing letters."
Leon patiently explained, "With a set order, the letters Muen writes will look prettier."
"Okay~ Muen understands, Daddy. Muen will work hard to practice!"
"Mm-hmm, let's continue."
Leon then began teaching her the stroke order of the letters.
At first, Muen could not help writing whichever stroke was easiest first, but under Leon's patient corrections, combined with her natural aptitude, she soon managed to write "Leon Kasmod" beautifully.
Leon was very satisfied with that.
Next, they began practicing Losweiser's name.
Hers was a little more difficult.
But perhaps because of the "Mother" buff, Muen practiced it with exceptional seriousness.
When practicing Leon's name, she had used three pages of scrap paper.
But when practicing Losweiser's name, Muen used a full seven or eight pages.
Leon looked at the scrap paper covering the table and said gloomily, "Do you like writing your mom's name that much...?"
"Um..."
"You practice first. Daddy needs to use the bathroom."
"Oh, okay."
Muen blinked her beautiful big eyes.
She was still very young and could not understand what "jealousy" meant.
But she could sense that Daddy seemed to care a great deal about the differing number of pages she had used for practice.
So, while Leon was in the bathroom, Muen silently picked up her pen and began writing Leon's name again.
Before long, she had practiced many more pages of "Leon Kasmod."
"One, two, three... eleven pages! Daddy, Muen wrote your name eleven times!"
When Leon returned, Muen happily held up the eleven sheets of scrap paper for him to see.
Leon froze slightly, warmth rising in his heart.
What a good girl.
A little padded jacket was indeed a little padded jacket. She understood her old father so well!
She was ten thousand times better than that stubborn mule of a mother!
Leon pulled Muen's little face close and affectionately rubbed his cheek against hers.
Muen's chubby baby cheeks were squished flat, but she was very happy.
This seemed to be the first time Daddy had taken the initiative to be so intimate with her.
"Okay, then let's practice the last name—your own, Muen Melkewei."
"Hm? Muen's name isn't that."
Leon blinked. "Could it be that we understand 'Muen' differently...?"
"No, no, it's the middle name. Muen has a middle name."
The custom of middle names was quite common among descendants of the Empire's royal family. It was often taken from the first letter of the surname of someone who married into the royal family.
It also represented the royal family's respect for that person and their recognition of that person's status within the royal family.
Leon had not expected the Dragon Race to have this custom as well.
"Then what is Muen's middle name?"
"K."
"K?"
"Mm-hmm. Muen K. Melkwy. K represents Daddy's surname, Kasmod."
After a pause, Muen added with a serious expression, "Mother said so."
Leon felt somewhat surprised. "Your mother said that?"
"Mm-hmm."
This was truly beyond Leon's expectations.
He had thought he was merely a babysitting tool with no real status in this dragon nest.
That so-called "father" was only Muen's wishful thinking. In Losweiser's eyes, he was actually nothing at all.
Yet the truth was that when Losweiser gave Muen her name, she had deliberately followed the custom and used the first letter of Leon's surname as her middle name.
Leon did not know what this represented among dragons.
But in human society, using one party's surname initial as a descendant's middle name was recognition of that person, an acknowledgment of his place in the family.
Leon pressed his lips together, somewhat unable to figure out what that Dragon Queen was thinking.
Perhaps she merely wanted to make this harmonious family act seem even more convincing?
He shook his head, gathering his thoughts, and said,
"Okay, Daddy understands. Let's start practicing your name."
"Mm-hmm."
Muen was also extremely serious when writing her own name.
Her name was pronounced after the word "moon," so it was also easy to spell.
Not everyone was like Losweiser, that Dragon Queen, and gave themselves such an awkward, tongue-twisting name.
Leon was even worried that one day, when the resonance of their Dragon Marks drove them into a passionate life-or-death battle in bed, he might call out the wrong name.
"I'm done practicing~ Daddy, what do you think?"
Leon looked at the scrap paper.
Muen's handwriting was neat, and her strokes flowed smoothly. For a child, it was already excellent penmanship.
Satisfied, he patted Muen's head. "Mm-hmm, Muen is amazing. You learned all of our family's names so quickly."
"Our family?"
"Yeah, we're a family."
Muen froze for a moment, then shook her head. "No, no. If we're a family, then we're still missing one."
At those words, Leon's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face suddenly stiffened.
A family... was still missing one...
Then he recalled that ill-tempered, strange Muen he had met at noon...
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