How to Train Your Human...

The Dragon's Daughter has Another Daddy!

He's been reincarnating for the past three centuries but that damn noodle didn't bother finding him.

Damn it. That bloody noodle. I should strangle him big time the moment we meet!

He reincarnated as the son of a count in the Northeast. He visited the Forest of Darkness for the past centuries to find leads about the bloody noodle.

That bastard. I'll skewer him up!

He huffs and walks on the street while grunting angrily. He honestly couldn't get angry at the dragon, but he was annoyed at the fact that Roksu didn't even brother visiting him at every death he had.

His attention was drawn to the girl in front of a cake shop.

"Hmm. What should I buy?"

He suddenly hitched his breath. He was drawn to the girl who was confused about what sweets to buy.

He subconsciously approached her. Trying to keep his cool.

"How about this?" he pointed at the unsavory biscuit.

Why did I talk to her casually?

He has never done this in all his life. He never casually approached anyone at all.

However, all his worries vanished the moment the girl looked up to him. Red hair, and reddish-brown eyes. It's the familiar eyes that make him realize who this girl is.

He didn't remember what he talked with her. He just wants to talk to her endlessly.

Did that Dragon... no... he should have killed their own child after realizing her curse.

She shouldn't be alive after giving everyone around her despair.

But why? Why did Roksu spare her? Dragons are creature who would do anything to save the world. Why is the child prophesized to destroy the world still alive?

He couldn't help but reach out his hand and pat the girls head. He felt incredibly at ease when his hand touched this little red. He can't help but smile longingly.

We could be a happy family.

They could have been but—

My curse won't allow me to love even my child.

"Thank you very much!"

Ah. this sense of longing right after that touch made him miserable. He couldn't help but stare at his empty hands, reliving the moment of brief fulfillment. He couldn't help but follow after the girl to make sure she's safe. He saw her talking to herself, making sure she's not going crazy after than until—

The same man who he shared warth three centuries ago came into view.

"DAD!"

His heart had fallen silent. He saw how Roksu cast a spell on their daughter.

Did he search for a way to break the curse?

Is that why he didn't meet him for the past centuries? He felt relived after thinking like that. He thought Roksu abandoned him after all that. He thought that man wouldn't give a damn about him anymore after making him betray his own race to be with a woman.

Yet.

He's there...

Taking care, loving, and doting on their treasure.

He can't help but fall on his knees.

This sense of regret and longing.

This feeling of self-loathing consumes him.