Category: This Sly Dragon’s Getting a Little Too Close For Comfort

This Sly Dragon’s Getting a Little Too Close For Comfort Chapter 2

After a few weeks had passed, when Wenyi and Jueqing began to realize that Zhennan would not regain his memory, they began to act strange. That was what his sister Rongtze had said anyway. To Zhennan, they had always been strange from the very beginning.


Before Zhennan had come here, he was sure the original owner of his body was already receiving some crazy spartan training from Wenyi. However, according to Rongtze, Aunt Wenyi would never cross the line and endanger his life for the sake of making him stronger. Aunt Jueqing would usually also speak up for Zhennan and ask her to tone it down, but for the past 6 months, they had treated him like they were training a battle slave.  


Or at least that was what his sister had been shouting as she clutched Zhennan’s scarred hands tightly. The tears streaming down her face reminded him of his own older sister in his original world who was also quite protective of him after both their parents died in an accident. He wondered if his real sister would be alright after finding out about his death. He hopes she won’t be too sad. 


As Rongtze was angrily reciting profanities, Wenyi’s face was also dark but she didn’t say a word back and silently let her niece berate her. Zhennan felt bad watching this family fight break out but he couldn’t butt in. 


He literally could not. With his entire body bandaged up like a mummy after sustaining those (probably) life-threatening injuries from falling off Thundering Peak’s slippery cliff while sword fighting with Aunt Wenyi. Most of his bones were broken after falling from that height but oddly enough, he didn’t feel much pain, really. He felt more hurt looking at Rongtze and Wenyi fighting.


He felt himself getting more and more tired before everything faded to black.



“Hey, Secretary Li. What are you looking at?”


He almost jumped ten feet into the air.


“Oh, it’s nothing.” Zhennan quickly closed the app and tucked his phone away into his pocket.

He was almost caught slacking off at work. He was hardly distracted during work, but the novel he picked up last night was just too intriguing.


His boss frowned and that was when Zhennan knew that he was about to be fired.


However, before he could explain himself, a gentle hand reached out to ruffle his auburn hair. 


“Have the rest of the day off, the dark circles around your eyes are getting worse these days.”




He was ready to receive a scolding at the bare minimum, but this was…


Could his boss have meant: ‘You can go back home but don’t come back or show your face at work ever again if you intend to really leave??


A shiver went up his spine, however before his boss could say another word, Zhennan profusely bowed at him.


“I’m really sorry, director. I will be more diligent next time!” As he was about to run off to his office, his arm was grabbed tightly.


Turning around, he realized that it was the director’s hand that was stopping him. It must’ve been his imagination, but for a second, the look the other had on his face… was it one of hurt? That was impossible. Director Qiu was a cold, complex man that no one could read. There was no way he could’ve made that pitiful expression. Zhennan thinks he should really stop staying up late to read this novel, it made him hallucinate something strange.


When he took a second glance up at the other’s face, it was already replaced by a smile.


“Since you have the rest of the day off, let’s go have lunch together.” His boss had spoken nonchalantly while leaning in close to his face.


Was his boss inviting him to his own farewell lunch?!


He wanted to take a few steps back, anything to increase the distance between them, but he couldn’t due to the firm grip his boss had on his arm.


“Ahaha… It’s alright. I’m going back to work right this instant.” And please don’t fire me, he thought.


When his boss finally loosened his hands, Zhennan could no longer walk away. Turns out it wasn’t his imagination after all…


“Why… Zhennan, why are you always running away from me?” His boss, no– Linghua was looking down and due to their height difference, Zhennan could clearly see the emotion he had on his face. It made him look like a kicked puppy.


Huh?! Why are you the one crying? I’m the one who’s going to be out of job soon!


Feeling awkward, Zhennan quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped away the tears that were threatening to trickle down his boss’ face.


“Haih… we have a general conference scheduled in thirty minutes. I can’t promise you lunch, but we can both get off work earlier to have dinner… Is that okay, director Qiu?” He added the last part quietly. After all, who would be daring enough to ask their boss whether they could leave early, much less apply for half a days’ worth of leave.


As soon as Zhennan finished speaking, his boss straightened up right away. Any trace of his previous fragility completely disappeared.


“Alright then, it’s a promise.” He had said as the corners of his eyes creased.


“What about the promise?”


Zhennan could still hear shouting.


“There’s no more time, we have no choice!” 


He slowly opened his eyes, but there was a cool, wet cloth blocking his vision. His head hurt and his entire body felt hot. Did he have a fever?


“It’s for his own good! He’ll never survive out there if we don’t…”


The loud voices had slightly changed from before. As he slowly got up, the cloth naturally fell away from his face. Who was shouting…?


“There’s no point if you kill him yourself before the gates open!” Jueqing had her forehead buried in her hands as she towered above Wenyi. Wenyi sat on a stone stool with her hands crossed. Her eyes were shut tight but the area around them was reddened.


“His departure ceremony… isn’t there a way we could just-”


Jueqing shook her head. “It’s… our obligation. The only thing we can do for him has to be done now, we can’t…”


“What departure ceremony?”


The two women looked towards the direction of a third voice. It was hoarse and weak but held more conviction that the two combined.


Wenyi got up from her seat. Her mouth opened and closed a few times but no words came out.



The novel Zhennan read was called 《画龙点眼》. Literally, the meaning of its title was to dot the eyes on the dragon. What it really meant was to add-on to perfection, making something more perfect. Before reading the novel, most readers would probably think that the title was meant to describe the protagonist and the female lead. However, after Zhennan read half the chapters, he began to think that maybe the author was alluding to the protagonist’s and the villain’s relationship. Though the protagonist’s life was tough and he often got involved in conflict, he somehow managed to turn the situation around to its most desirable outcome, making it a perfect world.


Somehow, wherever the protagonist went, the dragon villain was always there too. The dragon was not evil, Zhennan thinks. In fact, both the protagonist and dragon both shared similar ideals, which was to ultimately make the world a better place. However, no matter how much the effort the protagonist made in ensuring that his world was perfect, the problem that the real world faced was much harder to fix.

In this world, ether was slowly beginning to fade and become corrupted. Whether it was from overuse or if it were because the Gods have abandoned the now independent creatures on Earth who have long forsaken them, no one knew why this was happening.


Ether was an important commodity for magic to work. Growing crops, moving mechanical machines and even the simplest magic spells required ether. As such, there were many greedy people who wanted to hoard as much magic for as long as possible. Many who were over-reliant on the once abundant ether began to suffer.


This dragon villain was not only as powerful as the protagonist (or perhaps even more). They even worked together to protect the Golden Pavilion City from an evil third party. It was there where they both gained a higher respect for one another. Of course, at the time, both parties did not know it was each other even if it was not the first time they both met. The protagonist only thought that it was a random stranger who was as well-matched as him in terms of power.The dragon had transformed into a different human form while the protagonist donned an identity-sealing mask. After they defeated the evil third party, they were dragged into the ninth layer of hell. Even though the evil third party had attacked his home, the protagonist still wanted to forgive him. But as the evil third party was at the brink of death; he refused to admit defeat and used a forbidden cursed technique.


It was there where they both gained a sort of trust and respect for one another, but ultimately where they understood that both of them will never be on the same side. During the tribulation to open the second layer of hell’s doorway, the protagonist blocked a fatal attack for the still-disguised dragon, causing his mask to crack and its magic identity-sealing properties to fade away. At the time, the dragon quickly brought him away and healed the unconscious protagonist. After that, they quickly cleared the remaining tribulation which sent them both to different locations. The last tribulation happened to be the simplest, which was to answer a single question honestly.


After he went back to the Golden Pavilion City, the Herma female lead had sensed some dark magic on him. Only a handful of people knew how to use dark magic proficiently, one of them being the dragon villain. When he thought back on the mysterious stranger’s fighting techniques, he immediately realized that it was that same dragon villain all along but also began wondering if the other was truly evil.


Whatever happened next, Zhennan thought it was weird how a dragon, which was a creature born of magic, wanted to destroy magic while the protagonist, who was a human, wanted to save it. 


“Big brother…” Rongtze was out of breath. She finally managed to locate him in the library after looking for him everywhere.


After Zhennan was told of his fate, he began to work harder during physical and ether manipulation training. Even though he stayed in the same room as his sister, they hardly saw each other. They used to eat their meals together, however, to be cost-efficient about his time, Zhennan had opted to eat magical pills to sate his hunger and fulfil his daily nutrition intake requirements. He wished that they had magical pills in his previous world, it would’ve made his work a lot easier and he wouldn’t have passed out so often when he forgot to eat for a few days.

He was never much of an outdoors person, however after knowing the contents of the novel, he’d be pretty damned if he didn’t try his best to learn as much as he could while he was still permitted to stay in Secret Vermillion Forest City. The last time he properly exercised was probably when he was still in high school for some compulsory marathon event, but even then, he was sure he came in dead last for his category.


Even so, luckily once he puts his mind into doing something, he won’t give up so easily. Even if the daily training Wenyi and his other teachers put him through was tough, he will have to put up with it to prepare for the eventual apocalyptic event that occurs in the novel.


When he first overheard Wenyi and Jueqing’s argument, he wasn’t even angry that he was the only one who had to leave. If anything, he felt almost nothing but numb. After all, some children in his world were chased out by their parents as soon as they turned 18. He could just treat it as something similar to that. Besides, aunt Wenyi and Jueqing along with Rongtze weren’t really his actual family. The only family he had left was his sister, who he had left behind after passing on to this world. Both his parents had left him early too, when his real sister and him where just 16 and 12 respectively. None of their relatives would take him in because they believed he was a child of bad luck, and although they did not outright say it, he believed they also blamed him for his parent’s death.


This should’ve been an easy thing to accept, he’s experienced this before. But for some reason, what he couldn’t accept was why he had to experience the same thing in his new life too. Even if he wanted to get angry and yell at the elders for coming up with such a ridiculous prophecy or even his aunts for just allowing this to happen, he had no right to. After all, this life wasn’t really his. In fact, it was just someone else’s life that he borrowed. 


Four months had already passed since he came to this world.


“Talk to me, please.” Rongtze begged. “I hardly get to see my favourite twin anymore these days, what’s wrong?”


Zhennan kept quiet. They weren’t supposed to talk in the library anyways.


“Li Zhennan.” Rongtze hardly used that tone with him.


Re-ravelling his scroll, he turned to face his sister. She looked so alike to him; except she had a sharper gaze.


“You mean your only twin?” Zhennan whispered.


Rongtze sat down on top of the table in front of him before hugging his head.


“Don’t worry. I won’t ever leave you alone. We will find a way.”


Zhennan only sighed before hugging his sister back.


To be honest, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to stay either. If he were to choose between the brutal training and crazy women, or the incoming apocalyptic event in the future, he’d take his chances on the outside world, far from Secret Vermillion Forest City. Besides, there were still a few other places that were said to be safe from ether corruption, such as the Golden Pavilion City where the protagonist lived.


Of course, for now he could still endure a few more years here. He’ll treat it as some mandatory bootcamp to prepare him for his upcoming departure, but to live here for the rest of his life and undergo such strict daily regiments?! He used to be a sedentary office worker… to suddenly be thrust in such an active lifestyle was torture to a modern-day human like himself.


Squirming out of his sister’s strangely strong hug, he said. “I’m going to wash up. Wenyi wants us to practice sword fighting again at Thundering Peak at sunset.”


Walking out of the library, he was about to shut the door gently when his sister followed him outside too.


In silence, they walked through the open courtyard corridors, passing by a field where many other Herma disciples were training. When they finally reached their shared room, he slowly opened the bamboo doors only to be pounced by a very familiar looking phoenix. As it made itself comfortable on his shoulders and dr4p3d its wing feathers around his face, it also began to lick Zhennan’s short hair. He had cut it short after he recovered from his fever. As a modern-day person, having long hair felt a little weird to him, especially when some of the strands would tickle the back of his head. After the people around him noticed that he trimmed his hair, they were shocked but said nothing about it. They looked away guiltily, probably thinking that he had a deeper reason for doing so, but really, he just thought it was too much of a hassle to maintain. Plus, summer was coming and it was getting hotter and hotter every day.


Back to the strange creature… As soon as it started ‘grooming’ Zhennan’s hair, he recognized it right away. It was that stinky firebird from last time!! What was it doing in their room?! Seems like it has gotten smaller since the last time they saw each other…


His sister behind him quickly tried to grab the offending creature.


“Oi, you damn chicken! Don’t eat Zhennan’s hair!” She shouted while pulling it from its neck. Too bad it didn’t budge, instead, it clutched onto Zhennan more tightly with its claws.


Rongtze always had a short temper, much like aunt Wenyi. Getting angry, she immediately squeezed its head and forcefully pulled on it. Because it was a particularly prideful bird, at the risk of its head feathers being torn off, it quickly got off Zhennan’s shoulders and flew away to perch on the table inside their room.


It made an aggrieved chirp at Rongtze before starting to tend to its own feathers with its beak.

Zhennan gave it a quick glance before entering the room himself and gathering fresh new clothes to change into after his bath. The phoenix had probably gotten smaller after moulting off its previous round’s fireskin. Sure enough, when Zhennan took a closer look, the stinky firebird had an additional seventh feature on its tail now.


“Why is this thing in our room?” He asked.


Rongtze looked casually between him and the firebird before replying. “Well, probably it’s mating season and the turkey’s restless so the conservation department decided to let it fly freely for a while. A training collar has been put on it so if anything happens, they can stun and recapture it immediately.”


The prideful phoenix hissed at Rongtze for a moment when the word ‘turkey’ came out of her mouth.


Zhennan nodded thoughtlessly, not really listening as he was tired. “Perhaps we could let her stay inside in the meantime so she won’t be chased by other ho-ny male birds.”


He picked up the stinky firebird and wanted to pat its head feathers, feeling that the tiny thing seemed a little pitiful. However, before he could do so, his sister quickly cast a space-splitting spell directed towards the phoenix in his hand. “You…! Get away from my brother!”


And just like that, there was now a massive hole in the wall where the spell hit. The lucky phoenix managed to dodge the potentially feather-decimating spell and quickly flew out the freshly-made hole.


Originally, Zhennan felt sleepy. Now he was wide awake.


Looking at his sister, he was bewildered at her reaction.


Could she have been jealous?


He slowly walked over to her and reached out his hand to pat her head, just like his older sister used to.


Rongtze only swatted his hand away and shouted at him, “Stay here!”


Without any further explanation, she quickly rushed outside. What came back was a bobbing large wooden basin with a paper folding screen inside it. The large wooden basin was plopped on the floor and behind it was his sister. She took out the paper folding screen and summoned a water spirit to fill the tub.


“Zhennan. From now on, don’t bathe in the clear cavern pool anymore.” At that moment, his sister’s eyes looked particularly deadly so he only gulped and nodded.


When his sister went to get some soap, he quickly stripped and went to sit inside the tub. The water was cool and refreshing, making him sigh. When Rongtze returned, she insisted on helping him scrub his hair. He was too tired right now to refuse. 


“Promise me you’ll come back to rest tonight?”


Zhennan nodded, at the brink of dozing off as his sister comfortably massaged his scalp.

Before he went out to meet Wenyi, he opened the window by his bed, feeling a little bad at the thought of the phoenix being chased around by other birds though the thought of more tiny chirping baby birds did seem cute. 


That night after he returned from the tough training, he was about to pass out in his bed but realized that it was filled with many high-ether crystals and colourful feathers. He reached out his hand to remove the strange assortment of objects but quickly retracted them when he touched a white glue-like liquid.


“That damn chicken is going to become sticky honey roast tomorrow!” His sister had suddenly appeared right behind him.


Zhennan sighed as he wiped his hands using the clean parts of the quilt. Just what is that weird-smelling liquid?


“It’s alright, I’ll just sleep in your bed tonight.”


His sister was fuming earlier, but after hearing the second part of his sentence, she brightened up significantly.


“Oh okay! Let’s go now~” She chimed, hooking her arm with her brother’s.


That night, Zhennan had no way of knowing but as Rongtze watched his peacefully sleeping face, she was muttering under her breath.


“Must somehow keep brother locked inside, can’t let other ho-ny males come near…”


A/N: When Zhennan realizes that there is something wrong with his sister, it would probably be too late. Lul

A/N: When Zhennan realizes that there is something wrong with his sister, it would probably be too late. Lul

Ahhhh!!! Also, Huahua will make an appearance in the next chapter! For real! I’m sorry he couldn’t make it in this one, the chapter sort of got longer and longer every time I reviewed it and ended up needing to be split or else it’ll be too long… ✍(◔◡◔) The next chapter will be released very soon, please leave some comments! It means a lot to me, really!


This Sly Dragon’s Getting a Little Too Close For Comfort Chapter 1

While he was still spaced out, the doctor and Wenyi approached him again. Wenyi had begrudgingly allowed him to return to his room after bickering a few with the doctor, who was named ‘Jueqing’. He found this out while they were obviously flirting with one another while disguising it to be an argument between simple colleagues with no s-xual tension going on behind at all. None whatsoever.


Zhennan wanted to curse out loud, but only did it in his heart in fear of what the two Jiejies might do to him as they tossed innuendoes after innuendos at each other (well, mostly Jueqing at Wenyi) while occasionally remembering to discuss about his mysterious amnesia. Not to mention Wenyi’s violent behavior and retorts that she often resorted to after she turned pink as Jueqing’s silver tongue outwitted her own. 


Jueqing herself was not far off from turning pink either. If anything, she was dripping red herself, and from her temple, down to her neck. There was literal blood coming out of her from various places where Wenyi had struck her out of embarrassment. In fact, the garden path where the 3 of them were standing at was about to be fully repainted with the doctor’s own lifeblood.


“Just leave at once, if you’re going to be a nuisance!” Wenyi had shouted, her face was red and she seemed more out-of-breath trying to converse with Jueqing than she would’ve, fighting the legendary phoenix. She shoved Jueqing aside shyly.


Zhennan was the one who really wanted to leave. As a normal human being from the modern world, these two were far too dangerous to be around.


Jueqing was slammed into a pillar, which made a Jueqing-shaped dent at contact. But the doctor only nonchalantly smiled as she flicked the blood off her face before slithering an arm around Wenyi’s petite waist. She was about to soothe (tease) the other when she realized that there was an audience to their farce-argument (flirting).


“What are you still doing here? Didn’t your aunt let you leave? You should do so before she changes her mind again~” 


Wait. Wasn’t she referring to you earlier?! Zhennan averted his eyes shamefully at the scene. Just a few hours into his life in this magical world, but the only magical thing he’s witnessed was really how the others walking past them acted as if there was nothing wrong with what was happening. In fact, as they passed by Zhennan, they seemed to whisper and sigh among themselves.


Poor Wenyi, being bullied by Jueqing again…


“I was referring to you! Stupid!” Wenyi shouted back, “but yes, Zhennan. You should go back to rest in your room. Tomorrow, we’ll continue where we left off…”


She trailed off after Jueqing sent her a wink and gave her waist a squeeze, her blush deepening, determined to not lose her composure in front of her nephew, and much more, in front of her disciple.


“How about we continue where we left off last night-” Jueqing was cut off from completing her sentence with an endearment when she was sent flying into the tiles. Though this time, probably for good Zhennan thinks.


With Jueqing unresponsive, Wenyi locked eyes with Zhennan. 


“Go back to your room then. Auntie will allow it for tonight. Jueqing is right sometimes too…”


Zhennan would gladly oblige. In fact, he would’ve done so half an hour ago, if only it weren’t for…


“I don’t know where my room is…”




Zhennan slowly waved away at Wenyi’s disappearing back as it became smaller and smaller before closing the door, as soon as he made sure she was far away and definitely not coming back in the meantime.


After he opened his mouth to ask where his room was, Wenyi’s eyes went as wide as saucers before a light blush tinted her cheeks. It seems she’s already forgotten about the reason why she and Jueqing were bickering in the first place. Of course, Zhennan flinched away as soon as he saw her lift her hands.


Thankfully the final destination of those robust paws were towards her own face, else his own final destination would probably be to God himself. She slapped her hands on her head before nodding to Zhennan, as though she suddenly remembered something important.


“We might really need to take a break from training like Jueqing said…” She trailed off as she grabbed Zhennan’s hand and led him to his room.


Which brings us to right now. He was now finally left alone to reorganize his thoughts. Up till now, it still seemed unreal to him that he’s died. 


What exactly did he die of anyway? 


Thinking about it, he did have a lot to drink after his boss invited him to join him. However, it wasn’t to the point of death by alcohol poisoning. He remembered that while they were talking, his boss did mention something about a persistent migraine of his. His boss even used this reason to order himself a glass of orange juice. Even so, that Linghua still insisted that Zhennan drink on his behalf. 


Now that he was sober, thinking of it made his insides boil. Why did he have to drink?! When they bumped into each other, he probably picked up his boss’ painkillers instead of his candy. They were both in similar containers after all, one that they both bought together as a 2-in-1 deal during a company trip. No wonder the candy he chewed was tasteless. Paracetamol pills were a terrible combination with alcohol. 


To have passed on just like that… What terrible luck.


A part of him still held out hope that if he went to sleep, he would wake up from this weird dream.


Dream or not, he should probably sleep it off. After all, today’s strange turn of events should’ve left him feeling tired too, with that, he slipped into the rather large but archaic bed that was enough for two in the room and closed his eyes. 


If it were any other day, he’d be fast asleep by now.


Except today, he couldn’t quite sleep.


Kicking off the sheets, he raced towards a vanity desk at the corner of the room. He knew he didn’t see wrongly! When he came inside this room, he thought he had seen a stranger walk past the silver reflection. Who would’ve known that it was really his own image behind the mirror.


Patting and tracing the curves of his face, he had to admit that this new look was… not too bad. Before he could inspect his new self any further, there were suddenly two of him in the mirror.


To his shock, the other ‘him’ was carrying a bamboo scroll in their hands as they walked past, behind him.


When he turned around, the same person stood directly behind him. The doppelganger smiled and buried him in their arms before he could react.


“Big brother!”


Zhennan felt himself choking in that vice-like hold. Was everyone or everything here freaking strong? Or was he just freaking weak? As he was hugged, he could feel that the person before him had something he did not. An additional two mounds of flesh on her chest. Was this person not his brother… But his sister?


He was about to pass out when the other finally let go of him.


“Come on! Let’s go wash up together!” His sister had said, wrapping her hands around his’.


Well, he did need a bath after being licked by that stinky firebird earlier.


Quietly, he let himself be led away by the mysterious person. She seemed familiar and friendly enough, unlike the other strange women he’s met so far. Before this, they had told him not to let too many people know that he had ‘lost his memory’ since it’ll all come back soon. Though he himself didn’t dare tell them that perhaps, their nephew didn’t lose his memory, but was actually possessed by another soul instead. Perhaps the real Zhennan’s soul ascended to heaven after the tough ordeal he went through…


If he told them, they would probably exorcist him, wouldn’t they? 


“Is there something wrong? Did Auntie Wenyi bully you too much?” The other person had asked, “You’re awfully quiet today. Usually, you’d complain about how hard training was.”


Before he knew it, they had arrived at someplace secluded. Around them were trees with plenty of vines hanging down. There were dimly-lit lamps hung upon them, brightening up the place so it wasn’t too dark even though it was night-time. 


Suddenly, the girl unraveled her sash which was holding together her robes. Zhennan panicked internally as the robes slipped off her shoulders and landed on the grass. They might be siblings, but siblings don’t usually bathe together even if they’re close, do they? At first, she had her back turned towards him, but soon turned around when she didn’t hear the ruffling sound of clothes being taken off.


“Hey, what are you doing? It’s chilly tonight so we better quickly get into the pool.”


When she turned around, Zhennan received the shock of his life. After arriving at this place, full of beautiful but rufian-like women, he had correctly deduced that this place was indeed the Secret Vermillion Forest City inhabited by a rare race who had unparallelled magical power…


But this was not mentioned in the novel!


It was natural for a man’s eyes to be drawn to ahem, certain parts of a woman but this was just… He wanted to look away but he couldn’t… He wanted to bleach his eyes so badly. God please forgive him for staring at his ‘sister’.


There was something scary hanging between his sister’s (?) legs. It looked heavy and too large for someone as elegant and gentle-looking as this person to have. In fact, there should’ve been nothing there at all! What the hell was this?! He didn’t read about this in the novel! Not that he managed to finish reading it but… 


Zhennan rubbed his eyes again, but the massive veiny thing did not disappear.


“Oh… so you lost your memories?” Rongtze nodded understandingly as she scrubbed her hair in the clear cavern pool.


Zhennan hummed out a ‘mhmm’ as he hugged his legs at the opposite corner where the waters were shallower, facing away from Rongtze. His face was red and he was thankful that the steam rising from the waters hid everything from his view. If he had to look at that monster one more time, he’d probably faint. 


Looking downwards, he internally sobbed. His pride as a man was trampled half to death, by his own sister nonetheless. The novel he read hasn’t ended but if he had to guess, the author seemed pretty intent on having the main character end up with the Herma female lead… He’ll be in for a surprise on their wedding night, Zhennan chuckled darkly.


Most of the Hermas he’d seen earlier were pretty. He hasn’t seen a single ugly or even plain-looking one since coming here, but his sister was on a whole other level. Her beauty was ethereal, and if the others were to stand beside her, they’d all look like squids in comparison. It was just too bad that, well… she had something a little extra that would probably scare most men away.


However, that wasn’t the only surprise he was hit with today. Hiding his face into his knees, he used his right hand to reach down in between his legs. 


Seemed like he himself had something a little extra too. Just between his p/nis and butt was a tiny opening that wasn’t there before. Brushing his fingers against its sensitive, wet folds, he could feel himself heating up. Seems like the biology classes from his previous world were useless here. After all, how can a man like him have a v/gina?!

A/N: ASDF… I know I said that I was gonna finish this by Feb, but well… life happened and I was suddenly busy, so I had to prioritize translating over writing this, but hopefully the next chapter will be up next week 🙂 Hope you like the update. There’s still a lot of world-building to do…

Please comment and like if you enjoyed this, it means the world to me to know your thoughts. Also, the dragon ML will appear next chapter ✍(◔◡◔)

This Sly Dragon’s Getting a Little Too Close For Comfort Chapter 0

“No… more…” 


Zhennan sat at a table alone, tending to his glass that was filled to the brim with liquor he didn’t like. 


He squinted at the line and lines of text on his phone but it was no use. Seems like he’ll have to continue reading it tomorrow after he’s sobered up.


He had come here to try and feel better, but it was no use. It was just his luck that he somehow misplaced the important documents of one of the largest clients in his company, even though he had been so careful… He looked everywhere, but it was nowhere to be found, and now he was deciding if he should hand in his resignation papers first thing tomorrow morning or after his shift has ended. Obviously, he knows that employees should all hand in their resignation letters at least a month before leaving the company, but he’s the seventh secretary that Linghua’s had, so his position was a very special case- not to mention dangerous. After such a big screw-up, he was sure to be fired very soon after his boss found out. 


Just what should he do…


It was the first time anything like this happened. He’s always been meticulous all his life… just what went wrong? 


Perhaps everything will feel better tomorrow, he thinks as he walks towards the bar to get some orange juice instead. He reached into his pocket to grab a packet of milk candy, but bumped into someone he wished he didn’t. 


It was his boss, Linghua himself. He really wished he could dig a hole and hide himself. It seemed like his boss was also not in the best of moods either. Usually, he was stoic and had a cold demeanor, despite his handsome face. But strangely, towards Zhennan, he would smile and was kind. He often tried cracking jokes while they were at work. However, this only made Zhennan more scared and wary of the man as he didn’t know whether to laugh or remain silent at his jokes. Most of the time, he would just nod and leave the room as quickly as possible. There was something else about his boss that unsettled Zhennan too, but he really didn’t want to admit it to himself either as he didn’t want to be prejudiced.


Zhennan thinks he should visit a temple soon to be cleansed of this apparent bad luck that has been following him as the packet of candy in his hands fell to the ground. At the same time, Linghua had also taken out a packet of pills but they fell to the ground as well. Quickly, Zhennan picked their dropped items up and stuffed the packets into Linghua’s out-reached hands.


“Zhennan, why don’t we have some drinks together?” 


His boss had asked personally, so he couldn’t refuse.


Quickly chewing at the tasteless candy as he drank down his orange juice, trying to keep his mouth full so he would not have to engage in conversation too much. He could barely look straight at Linghua’s face without feeling guilty about those lost files. Linghua was now talking about something but he was a little too drunk and out of it to listen properly.


Just as he was about to open his mouth to probably say something stupid that he’ll regret the next morning, no words came out.


Instead, he just blacked out there and then.


When he woke up again, he was in pain. His head, his body, everything was throbbing pretty badly. It was probably the alcohol from last night.


“You’re finally awake.” 


Zhennan opened his eyes but immediately shut them again after the bright rays of sunlight felt like they were attacking his brain.


“Take your time” The female voice said.


He let out a ‘mn’ before slowly sitting up, squinting a few before he could see properly.


There was a woman in some really archaic wear bandaging his forearm. Her hair was graying despite her youthful appearance. Nevertheless, he couldn’t help himself from thinking that the woman was very beautiful. 


“You hit your head pretty hard, so I’m going to have to ask you to recite the rules of our clan one by one to me to make sure nothing’s broken in there,” she had explained, pointing at her own temple.


“Just ask him if he remembers his name, that should be enough, no?” Another voice had come behind this doctor’s, Zhennan notes.


It was another mysteriously beautiful woman, much like the doctor that was attending to him. Like her, this one was also dressed strangely.


Zhennan only stared at the two people dumbfoundedly. Were they both actors shooting a movie or something..? He was snapped out of his thoughts by the dark-haired woman, who nudged his shoulder.


“Your name, and the rules.” She demanded.


Zhennan could answer the first, but what rules was the woman referring to?


“Hey, Zhennan. Don’t you dare play dumb or else I will make you copy the laws of the clan a hundred times alone in the Silent Pavilion again.”


How did this woman know his name?


“You were too hard on him, Wenyi. He’s really not lying, you’ve probably traumatized him so much he lost the ability to speak too. You can’t be too harsh on him or he’ll grow to be a cold adult.” 


“But the books said that he can take tribulations at least ten times more difficult than his peers of the same age!”


“Yes, but perhaps that doesn’t mean you can throw him into the volcano. He’s not a phoenix, he’s still a Herma, like us!” 


Did the doctor just say the dark-haired one threw him into a volcano?


“He’ll be fine after a few more tries. We’re going back there after you patch him up.”


Excuse me?


“What? Wenyi, don’t be unreasonable. Haven’t you heard a word of what I just said? He’s still a child! Just toss him inside the Dark Forest like a normal person. At least he’ll encounter a few monsters there that’ll rough him up, but they won’t kill him. Probably.”


These women are insane, he didn’t know if the Dark Forest was any better than a volcano, but it definitely didn’t sound any better!


Zhennan looked solemnly at the two very beautiful women arguing. Just then, the doctor passed him a book.


“I think a week’s bedrest should be sufficient for you to regain your memories. Here’s something to jog your memory.”


He flipped through the book, only to be greeted by a thick foliage of what appeared to be a numbered list of detailed rules. Cautiously, he got out of bed before slowly walking towards the sliding doors of where the dark-haired one had come in from.


These women are very pretty but, nevertheless, still insane!


As soon as he slid the door open, both women eyed his back warily. 


“Hey… Zhennan. Wait there a second…”


Without looking back, he immediately bolted out of there before the dark-haired woman could change her mind. There must be someone outside that could help him!


Many pillars zoomed past him as he ran through the corridors leading out of the building earlier. However, as he ran, it seemed like his heart wasn’t the only thing thumping behind him. Turning around, he was greeted to the sight of the dark-haired woman earlier, only now, she seemed enraged as she chased after him.


“Oh? Seems like you still can run very well, so you were only pretending to be sick?” Her voice was still very calm and tranquil, a stark contrast to the very scary expression she wore on her face. “You better stop running from me now Zhen. Nan.”


It reminded Zhennan of his own mother. Which was all the more the reason not to stop running. If this woman was anything like his mother, he was sure he would not survive if he got caught!


He hopped outside the tiled path and began to run barefoot in the grass. This place was larger than he thought, just how much did he drink last night that he fell unconscious long enough to get abducted to this strange place..? It was too late to wonder that, as he was about to dart into the lush greenery he had spotted before from a distance away, a dark shadow suddenly hovered over him.


It didn’t give him a second longer to look up as a heavy weight pinned him down, effectively rendering him immobile and flattened to the ground. The pain of the impact hit him first, but he struggled in its grasp for a bit before he truly realized what had caught him. If the long, sharp talons affixed on his shoulders didn’t scare the soul out of his body, what came next surely did. A sweltering lick of flame grazed the side of his face, nearly burning his ear off.


That was when he suddenly realized why this place seemed so familiar. The dark-haired woman named Wenyi, why she knew his name, the strange rules and names they’ve recited to him earlier. Slowly turning his head, he squinted at the brightly burning beast on top of him. It was a Phoenix, and just like the one he had read about in the novel just yesterday before passing out, this one had six feathers on its tail, indicating that it was a very ancient creature. Usually, the number of feathers a phoenix has is indicative of how many life cycles they’ve gone through, and oftentimes, the older they are, the more powerful and potentially dangerous.


His sight then flew towards the book he was holding earlier. Now, it lay on the ground but it’s cover title was clearly visible to him, spelling out Secret Vermillion Forest City in four bold, red letters. In the novel that he read, there was a female love interest whom the protagonist rescued from a band of human traffickers. This girl hailed from the Secret Vermillion Forest City, where the people of Herma resided. It is said that their beauty was unrivalled and they descended from angels. It just so happened that the girl also owned a phoenix which might really be this exact one that was right on top of him. After all, it was said in the novel that a six-feathered phoenix was really rare.


Even as he was held down, he could see the dark-haired woman from a distance, at the corner of his eye. Her expression had slightly changed to one of worry, though she still looked angry. Behind her, the doctor from earlier whistled.


“Phew, that’s a big one. Must’ve followed him all the way from the volcano. It was probably attracted to his yang energy.”


The dark-haired woman clicked her tongue before pulling out a long, silver pole. Unlike the intricately designed weaponry that he’s read about in the novel, this one was almost no different to a broomstick’s handle. Only difference was that this equipment probably wasn’t used to take out trash, in the same sense one would to clean their house.


The doctor’s carefree expression also seemed to vanish as soon as she saw the other pull out that polearm.


“Hey Wenyi, don’t be too brash. I’ve signaled for the conservation and rearing department to come and handle this, so put that dangerous thing away.”


Wenyi ignored the other and began to approach the creature that was holding down her precious nephew.


At this point in time, it was just happily trying to groom Zhennan’s long, long hair. Only now did he realize that his neatly gelled hair from last night had become locks that reached past his shoulders. Seems like it had been tied up earlier, but the phoenix’s tongue must’ve broken the string that was holding his hair together. Well, whether the nasty bird was trying to groom or burn off his hair, Zhennan didn’t want to comment. He was wracking his brain, trying to remember if there was any mention in the novel of how the girl had managed to tame the phoenix. 


Wenyi didn’t see it that way though. To her, the big monster bird looked like it wanted to turn Zhennan into manure and she was ready to make the phoenix’s seventh feather appear too. Luckily, before she could do anything rash, the aforementioned ‘conservation and rearing’ department really did arrive and rescue Zhennan out of there.


They put out phoenix’s fire, causing it to shrink and turn the size of a sparrow before using some special red cables to bind the bird so it wouldn’t reignite itself or fly away. After that, they covered him in a special blanket before taking the bird away. 


He says that he was given a special blanket, but that was only because half his clothes had melted or been burned away so they gave him something to cover up with. Luckily his pants were still intact or else the rest of his pride would no longer be. Surprisingly, his hair and skin were both fine. A little singed, but he was not hurt.


Zhennan wished he could forget about the experience he had just trying to get out from under the fire-bird, but after being embarrassed in front of more beautiful women, he just wants to crawl into a hole and die. Perhaps this was divine retribution for losing those files.


Speaking of those files… just how did he get here? After seeing (and being squished) with his own two eyes, the creature that can only exist in legends, not to mention the magic that the people had used to save him, he could no longer deny that perhaps, this was now his reality. 


A/N: I hope you enjoyed that chapter! There’s more to come in the next! There is still much world-building to do, and lore to explain about this strange and mysterious world that our MC has just transmigrated into!

By the way, have you noticed that the title is a play on the well-known chinese idiom “画龙点睛” which directly translates to Drawing a Dragon and dotting its eyes. It’s actually means to add on to perfection. The title which I chose is “猾龙点紧”, which translates to what the english title of the novel is hehe! They both have roughly the same pinyin (are almost pronounced the same way). That’s a bit of trivia for you guys 🙂

This Sly Dragon’s Getting a Little Too Close For Comfort Prologue

*Contains smut



“Master…” a voice called out. It sounded like someone in pain, but he was too far away to actually know if that was the case. Right now, he was comfortably floating somewhere. He felt light, like he was in a safe place, away from everything else. 


Nothing to complain about, apart from the strange feeling in his lower regions. But even that felt far away right now. Was someone there? 


He didn’t have to wonder for long. As he was about to drift back to that comfortable floating place again, a particularly rough thrust forced him back to his senses. 


“Ah..!?” His eyes snapped open in reflex to get a better sense of what was happening, but he couldn’t immediately see what was right in front of him. Not only were his eyes filled with tears, they were also still re-adjusting to the blinding light coming in from the curtains.


“Master’s so sloppy…” the voice hummed out, nuzzling his face against Zhennan’s before licking the trail of drool leaking from the corner of his mouth. 


Says the one who’s responsible for turning him into the said sloppy mess in the first place!


At that moment, some semblance of clarity returned to Zhennan as the other’s ministrations suddenly sped up. He could feel it churning up his insides and almost regretted regaining his consciousness so soon. 


“Huahua is… sorry to master… but won’t master… bear with it… a bit more?”


Looking up at the unrepentant rascal who he had raised for the last 100 years, he couldn’t help but feel a little wronged. 


It wasn’t that he didn’t feel good, but… hadn’t they been at it for a few days already?!


“Huahua, be good and … let’s ah… rest for a bit?” He had to put quite some effort into making sure his words didn’t come out as punched out moans instead.


However, instead of being the good, obedient boy that he’s always been, Huahua only kept working on his sweet spots. 


“Mm… just a bit more, master. Be a good mate for Huahua.”


Huahua gave him a chaste kiss before one of his two hands that were previously holding down Zhennan’s wrists started reaching out towards Zhennan’s belly. With his remaining eye (the other had been gouged out in an incident), he looked straight into Zhennan’s eyes with an intense fervor. 


Zhennan felt like he was about to be swallowed whole and eaten up, but before he could stop the stupid dragon from casting the marking spell again, a newfound desire seeped into him. It made him want to comply with the dragon’s request of being a good mate for him. It made him want to be stirred up by Huahua and completely ruined by him. 


This sly dragon…!


He knew it was the work of the Heart’s Desire ability that had the power to alter a subject’s state of mind and desires after they look into the eyes of the spell user, but as both of the dragon’s p/nises began growing larger and swelling inside him, he felt it more and more difficult to want to ask Huahua to take it out too.


“Does master… feel good too?” He asked as traced his fingers somewhere slightly above Zhennan’s pubic bone. He was drawing a claiming mark.




Zhennan did not want to reply, because what the f/ck is he supposed to say in this situation? If he says yes, it’s embarrassing and if he said no, he would be lying.


His silence however, only made Huahua worried that the effect of the spell he cast might’ve been too strong. 


“Master?” Huahua frowned and stopped moving inside him.


“?” For a second, the lack of movement felt unbearable to Zhennan as well. It must’ve been the work of the claiming mark that caused the host to feel the same sensations as the caster. 


It was originally intended as a spell to keep slaves from inflicting damage on it’s owner, and any damage caused by the slave was also supposed to cause splash-back damage. But who knew this crafty dragon would go modify the spell and use it in moments like these? (Though, Huahua only thought that his master wasn’t enjoying it so he decided to share what he was feeling with his master so they could both feel good together.)


“Does it feel good?” Huahua asked, as he finished drawing the claiming mark.


Zhennan felt so hot he could spill anytime soon. He could feel what Huahua felt, and how warm and soft he was wrapped around both his p/nises. At this moment, he finally understood how the other felt. What he now couldn’t understand was how this stupid dragon’s self-control was so great. Right now, it really felt like Huahua really did go easy on him these past few days. If it were him, he would’ve gone crazy already, moving at such a slow pace and being this gentle. 


Thinking about Huahua’s gentleness made his p/ssy and assh/le twitch. Clenching and unclenching around the now unmoving rods inside, he grew wetter and hotter imagining Huahua being rough with him.


Meanwhile, Huahua wrapped his arms around Zhennan’s body and pulled him up so that he was now sitting on both those annoyingly enormous dragon p/nises. They shifted slightly deeper inside him. One was pressing against the entrance of his womb even.


“…!?… t-too deep…”


Huahua smiled, “you’re finally properly responding, master,” before he started licking at his face.


Ah? Were there tears rolling down his face? When did he start crying?


“It feels good for master too, huh?” Huahua looked down between both their bodies before continuing, “master’s always been weak to pleasure…”


Zhennan followed Huahua’s line-of-sight, only to quickly avert his eyes again. Just when did he cum again?! Huahua’s chest was painted in white. Not to mention, his own p/nis which was covered in its own splutter again. He knew it wasn’t from previous rounds because Huahua always took extra care to wipe clean his body every time it became soiled with various fluids.


Despite just climaxing, Zhennan wanted more. It was not that he didn’t feel over-sensitive, but there was a part of him that still felt unsatisfied. It must be due to the claiming mark that he felt that way, and because of that, he felt that Huahua was a little pitiful. 


As Huahua was about to reach out towards the windowsill to grab a piece of silk cloth to wipe him off, Zhennan placed his arms around the dragon’s neck for leverage before lifting hips, slowly letting both the dragon p/nises slide out of himself before thrusting them both back deep inside him. Huahua was shocked and grasped Zhennan’s waist with both hands to support him.


“… let go…” Zhennan whispered.


Huahua seemed confused, “master, you shouldn’t-”


“Why won’t you m-move faster?” Zhennan continued shaking his hips to chase some delicious friction between them, “it’s not like… ah… I’ll break if you’re a little mmph… rougher…”


Seeing his mate so lewd, it is only natural as a pureblooded dragon that he desired to give his mate what he asked for. He had initially suppressed his darker desires to tear down all his mate’s inhibitions and make him lose himself in pleasure, but seems like he won’t have to go to extreme lengths to make his mate want such things after his master himself asked so prettily like this.


“Apologies in advance, master…” Huahua breathed out. Before Zhennan could realize what he meant, the grip on his waist tightened just a little before they lifted his entire body, and then slammed the two rods back inside him.


“Ahh..! Fwah…! Hha!” Zhennan really wanted to eat his words, but he also didn’t want Huahua to hold back for his sake either. 


As the base of both his p/enises swelled, he started mercilessly dragging the knot in and out of both of Zhennan’s holes, f/king them loose. The wet squelching noises of their obscene love-making got louder and louder as the slapping sound of skin-on-skin echoed across the room.


“Fweels good… don’t stwop..” Zhennan moaned into his ear before Huahua’s bit down on his shoulder. “Rwight there… gonna cum..”


He was so close, and he could feel that Huahua was reaching his limit too…


The mark of claim on his belly pulsed twice, in sync with when both of them came together.


He could feel Huahua filling his insides with warmth, it was so much that some was starting to leak out from where they were connected too. But he was too tired to care, in fact, he was starting to drift off once again. Huahua shifted their bodies so he was more comfortable, but even then, the dragon still refused to pull out, only slowly patting his master’s back gently, as if to comfort him.


“…take it out…” Zhennan muttered with the last of his energy.


He could feel Huahua frown slightly even without looking, “sorry master, can’t. Knot.”


Zhennan wanted to cry. The stupid dragon had cum inside and even knotted him. What if he got pregnant? He could still feel his stomach continue to bloat as his seed continued spilling inside him.


Perhaps Huahua too could feel his mate’s distress, so he only lifted Zhennan’s face slightly so he could look into his eyes as he pat his hair.


“Shh… it’ll be over soon, master…”


“Uwa… more…” And that was the last thing Zhennan remembers seeing. Those ruby-red jewels, before his consciousness faded to black again.


A/N: Heyo! Welcome to my original series that I wrote, hope you enjoy it as much as I do. This is supposed to be my speed-writing practice, and hopefully it won’t go over 20 chapters and will be finished by the end of March or Feb if I’m optimistic. Also, please leave a like and comment, I really appreciate it. It would be awesome if you could share your thoughts and constructive criticism with me too as I would like to improve!

I thought some steamy smut to start off would be good, hehe. I hope you’ll stick around for the story that is to come though, if you like dragons like I do, there’s plenty of fluff and dragon-rearing to come ^^ Of course, the story between Zhennan and Huahua hasn’t really occurred yet, this is just a a preview of what’s to come 😀

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