"Isn't this wrong?"
"Those love stories aren't written like this!"
"Where's the promised misunderstandings, quarrels, reconciliation, and heating up? Why is there nothing?"
Herbert looked at the woman sleeping peacefully, unable to help but sigh a little helplessly.
"Ah... right, this is the Valentina I know, very much fitting my stereotypical impression of her."
The dragon persona hasn't collapsed, everyone sit down.
Thinking carefully, though this development looks bizarre at first glance, it actually reveals a hint of logic amidst the absurdity.
After a long-awaited grand battle, Valentina might also be tired.
Exhausted, choosing to rest is the most normal thing.
...Hmm, it's definitely not because this person is so carefree that she can still sleep at this time.
Probably.
Herbert watched her with a mix of affection and mercy for a while, without waking her up, instead sitting down leaning against the railing.
