It was still yesterday's sour fish soup and beef ball noodles. Fat Dragon had thought he'd be fine after going to the bathroom, but once it started, he couldn't stop. He spent the whole night running to the toilet and didn't fall asleep until dawn. Then he was groggy all day, nauseous, and felt like vomiting...
Fat Dragon sighed that he really was getting old. Last year, or maybe the year before, he'd had the same thing happen after drinking old yogurt, but it hadn't felt like much then—his legs had only gone a little weak. Now he was so weak that even his head felt numb.
Sorry, Fat Dragon was taking a day off from everyone.
Fat Dragon was good in every way, except he couldn't control his mouth when he saw food. Then, every time, illness came in through the mouth.
Probably...
It had something to do with Fat Dragon eating too much?
He needed to control himself properly from now on.
After all, health was the greatest asset.
Fat Dragon bowed again in apology.
Let Fat Dragon recover today. Normal updates would resume tomorrow.