The House Was Stolen by Squid Girl

Imagine a young dragon selling takoyaki in a strange human city, while an adult dragon, dressed in a suit, walks into a high-end, luxurious coffee shop, eating steak, drinking red wine, and enjoying desserts. When he gets tired, a cute Catgirl Maid meows and massages his legs.

Is this reasonable? Is this reasonable?

Waaaaah. The greedy little dragon also wants to enjoy a massage from the cute cat-woman maid.

I want to touch the Catgirl's furry paws, I want to touch the Catgirl's furry ears, I want to touch the Catgirl's swaying tail.

I want to pet an adorable Catgirl.

The Imperial Daughter of the Farolyn Empire has never touched a fluffy, cute alien girl.

No, she needs to sell all the takoyaki as soon as possible, then use the allowance the dragon gave her to go to the coffee shop and pet the cute Catgirl.

As for red wine, coffee, and desserts, I can skip them, but I can't resist petting the adorable Catgirl.

"Your takoyaki, two Nuo Silver. Welcome back next time. Your Little Dragon Highness, hurry up! Customers are lining up to buy our takoyaki. Is this what it feels like to make money? It's great!"

Joanna happily put the Silver Coin into her pocket. Lance said that if she could help Xiaolong sell all the takoyaki, he would pay her a salary.

Xiao Long's takoyaki is really delicious.

I never expected that Lord Lance's little dragon could make takoyaki.

"That's the fastest I can go, I can't go any faster. Look how many takoyaki are left down there."

"There are three more floors."

"How many floors?!"

"Three more floors, three more! Keep it up, Your Little Dragon Highness."

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They can't sell them all. They simply can't sell them all. This evil dragon is exploiting child laborers. Who's going to do anything about it? I'm never helping this evil dragon set up a stall again.

o(╥╥)o Lucky Meow Cafe, second floor.

Lance sipped his red wine and watched his young dragon grit its teeth, frown, and gesticulate wildly at the coffee shop where he was standing through the one-way glass.

Does this silly child think he can't see anything just by sitting here? Also, it's July, and this silly child insists on buying Alpaca Hat to wear. It's not winter, what's the point of wearing an Alpaca Hat?

Oh, it's still somewhat effective; the silly child looks even more adorable and foolish than before.

Lance snapped his fingers.

Soon, a cute Catgirl dressed in a fiery red maid outfit appeared silently beside Lance. "Mr. Lance, is there anything else you need, meow?"

"Kitty, do you see that cute little dragon over there wearing Alpaca Hat?"

"Huh?" The Catgirl twitched her fluffy cat ears, leaned down slightly, and then saw the adorable baby dragon the guest was talking about. "I see it, Mr. Lance. Would you like me to go buy you some takoyaki, meow?"

Do you think she's cute?

"???"

The Catgirl glanced out the window, smiled, and nodded. "So cute, meow."

"My daughter."

"???"

The Catgirl Yula looked at Lance with a puzzled expression, then at the somewhat adorable and silly baby dragon outside the window. She simply couldn't reconcile the handsome human nobleman in front of her with the word "father."

Dragon Knight Meow?

Young Master Lance is a Dragon Knight cat, and that baby dragon is his pet cat? The young master raises the baby dragon like a daughter cat?

What a noble human being, meow, with such high moral character and pure emotions.

Some noble young masters wouldn't raise a baby dragon as a daughter, meow.

They only raise baby dragons like Dragon Girl.

"Mr. Lance's daughter is so cute, meow."

"Could you please deliver a glass of juice to my daughter? Two glasses, please: one honey grapefruit juice and one passion fruit juice, room temperature, no ice."

"Okay, meow."

"Wait, add four more cups. One cup is for the young lady of the City Lord's Mansion, and the remaining three cups are for the three medicine sellers."

"Ice, meow?"

"Three glasses with ice, three glasses at room temperature."

"I understand, meow."

"This is your tip."

Lance took out two Silver Coin and gave them to the Catgirl.

"Thank you, thank you, Meow."

The Catgirl Yula accepted the tip from the nobleman Mr. Lance and went to do chores for Lance.

It feels great to show off your kid to others.

Should I take the dragon cub home to sleep tonight? Or stay overnight at the City Lord's Mansion? It seems I should go home; I also need to try summoning the Heroic Spirit [Sophia] tonight.

If you stay overnight at the City Lord's Mansion, the phenomenon when summoning the Heroic Spirit [Sophia] is quite large and may frighten the humans in the City Lord's Mansion.

If we go back to the island, should we let the dragon cub run into the turtle tonight? Forget it, let's take it slow. After selling takoyaki all night, I reckon the dragon cub won't be in the mood to run into the turtle when we get back.

Maybe we should ask the dragon cub for her opinion later, and see if she wants to go back to the island to sleep, or if she wants to spend the night in this human city.

Let her choose for herself.

The Catgirl appeared on the opposite side of the street and handed the baby dragon the drink that Lance had ordered for it.

After handing it to the baby dragon, he pointed to where Lance was and said a few words to the baby dragon.

Afterward, she distributed the remaining drinks to Joanna, Louis, Dalton, and Bazel.

Louis and the other two were somewhat touched; Old Man Lance had gone to great lengths.

Old Man Lance might regret spending the money on those three drinks for days afterward.

Hurry up and drink it, or Old Man Lance might regret it and rush over to snatch the drinks he bought for them.

Drinks at coffee shops aren't cheap.

Lance wasn't paying attention to this for the time being; the Adamantine Circle on his left wrist was glowing, and someone was contacting him through a projection device.

Not from the territory side.

It's not Death God Solomon from hell.

It wasn't the Bronze Guild's side either.

Is it the Black Dragon Island area?

Er Gouzi and Gui Gui contacted him? As the door to the private room closed, a lifelike Black Dragon Statue flew out from Lance's left hand, hovering in the air and casting a beam of light.

What appeared in the projection was not Er Gouzi's two dog heads, nor Gui Gui's head, but a small, pitch-black face.

"Little puppy, can I talk to the black dragon now?"

"Woof."

"Don't be afraid. I won't eat you. And you little turtle, don't be afraid either. I won't eat you either. You are the Black Dragon's retinue. I won't eat you."

Huh? Is that fair-skinned little guy in the light screen the "human" the black dragon was talking about? So small and cute. I want to lick him and save him for winter food.

Little puppy, how can I take this fair-skinned, adorable human out of the shadows? What? You're saying this adorable human is a "black dragon"? Little puppy, do you think I'm easy to fool? How could such a large black dragon turn into such a tiny "human"? Oh right, my face does look human too, but that's because I haven't grown up yet. A black dragon is an adult; it shouldn't be this small.

I'll ask him.

"Black Dragon?"

"Explain."

"You really are a black dragon."

"Don't get agitated. Don't let your body go onto the island. There's Killing Array on the island. If you trigger Killing Array, your octopus legs will choke me to death."

"Squid, it's squid legs."

"They're all the same."

Squid Girl.

He wasn't on the island; his house had been stolen by Squid Girl.