Became a Dragon kidnapped by Humans

Snow-white ceiling and dazzling lighting, beyond which a glaring sun in a blue sky could be seen.

It had been like this just the other day.

Beyond the sun and the blue sky, a sparkling Milky Way.

But from here on out, it was different.

Today, the scenery appeared much clearer than before.

I wondered if my vision, which had deteriorated, had returned because I was maintaining ‘Divine Mode,’ where my horns, wings, and tail were exposed.

Nah, probably not.

While ‘pajama state’ definitely quiets auditory and tactile senses, I didn’t know any way to decrease my vision—it had always stayed the same.

Right now… it’s as if a single veil of darkness that had always obscured my view had vanished, leaving an open vista.

That’s right.

I was opening my eyes.

For no reason at all!

Since waking up here, I’d always been soaked in unrelenting fatigue, groaning constantly. But things were different now.

Even after just a short while of ‘proper rest,’ I felt invincible.

Looking ahead doesn’t even tire me out—not one bit!

Heheh.

I waved my hand at the mentally strange human who had given me this rest.

“H-Holy crap! IF-017 waved at me…!”

Thump thump.

And so, Gan Hana’s heart rate skyrocketed.

Why?

That’s the problem. Honestly, I wanted to hold onto Gan Hana longer and keep resting—my rest wasn’t nearly enough yet.

But because her heart was beating so excessively, I had no choice but to let go.

Just thinking about it makes my chest ache.

My bed…

How does someone with such a fragile heart have such incredible development? It’s a mystery.

Well, whatever.

Thanks to her weak heart, I managed to recover even a speck of energy, so that’s good enough. Gan Hana can always be used again later.

However.

There’s something that can’t be overlooked, no matter what.

I’m hungry.

Not starving, just craving something to munch on lightly.

A gnawing sensation emerged.

This is bad.

Without a doubt, this isn’t the kind of hunger that can easily be filled by eating.

I thought I’d never feel hunger again.

Sad.

“Gyao.”

I was still in Divine Mode.

There was something I couldn’t confirm while in pajama state.

Thump, thump. Through the glass pane, Gan Hana’s heartbeat was quite clear.

In this state…

I focused on the cacophony of noises that would usually resonate through my whole body when in pajama state.

With my hand on the floor and eyes closed…

Thump, thump, thump.

Thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump.

Tens of thousands of heartbeats, tens of thousands of footsteps, tens of thousands of breaths.

All the noise was flowing into my senses as information that made up this place.

I was seeing, hearing, and feeling everything here.

Of course.

The more I saw, heard, and felt…

The more unbearably uncomfortable it became.

To the point where it didn’t make sense.

I frowned.

Why do I keep getting thoughts that Gan Hana is cute? Go away.

Ugh…

There’s no way these free-spirited features should all gather in such a confined space.

They greet each other joyfully when they meet, sneakily nibble on my head whenever I close my eyes—they’re definitely gathered here intentionally.

It must be humans who brought them together, considering this seems like a man-made structure.

Of course, having even one of them causes chaos, so gathering so many here naturally results in deafening noise!

Sheesh. How am I supposed to survive?

Even though I’m practically a dragon, trying to find a decent spot to lie down among this junk while wearing pajamas is embarrassing.

It’s unfair and frustrating.

Hey.

Hana?

How can I rest in a place like this when I’m so tired and exhausted?

Honestly, this is unacceptable, right?

Can you help somehow?

I stared blankly at Gan Hana.

“Gyao.”

I sent her a message.

A strong desire to leave this place and return to my lake.

I sent it as intensely as I could.

But…

“E-Eek. Why do I suddenly feel chilly…?”

She doesn’t understand.

No, why doesn’t she understand?

Considering how she freely handled thoughts during her prayers last time, it feels like she only fails to understand at moments like this…

When I glared suspiciously, all I got back were dumb thoughts like “Her cute expression is adorable, even if I don’t know why I feel chilly.”

Does it make sense that she can handle thoughts so well but doesn’t understand mine?!

You idiot, Gan Hana!

Just as I was about to argue…

I remembered something. From my human days, there was a memory that popped up just now: To achieve eternal happiness, you shouldn’t argue with fools.

I immediately stopped the pointless eye-contact battle.

This is it. Fine.

“Hng…”

What are you celebrating, punk?

Alright. Since Gan Hana is clearly insane, I’ll skip her.

But maybe normal humans might understand me better?

Hmm…

Possible.

I sent my thoughts everywhere. My intentions spread over the various noises.

These humans lately seem unable to stop chattering even when resting, like that “Emily Harper” or whoever came a few days ago.

If I want a definitive response, I need to send a warning they can’t ignore.

There’s a classic approach.

If I stay here much longer…

I’ll simply blast straight through.

That’s what I conveyed.

So no one can excuse themselves by saying they didn’t understand—I made sure every single person got it.

…Though I’ll endure it for now, thanks to Sajejang’s face. There’s always a chance.

But the result was shocking.

Not a single person…

Not one soul responded to my thoughts.

Grrr. After saving countless lives, how could I encounter such ungrateful humans?!

Fine.

Let’s see who wins.

There must be someone besides Gan Hana who knows how to handle thoughts.

My intentions stretched out, piercing the floor, walls, and ceiling, extending endlessly.

I’ll keep going until it works. You’ve been warned.

Creak creak.

But it didn’t work as smoothly as I hoped.

Even if they respond with the sound of ants crawling, I’d be able to understand instantly, yet surprisingly, not a single reply came back.

All I sensed was deafening noise.

“Gyaaaak…!”

Extending my senses further just made it twice as noisy. Save me! Sob sob.

My head started ringing, and my motivation dropped instantly.

As I considered giving up…

Something responded.

“……Um……”

Huh?

Something felt different.

Compared to the vague thoughts sent by those who worshipped me, this one felt raw and unfamiliar.

It was the first time I encountered a thought like this.

I became curious.

I concentrated harder to hear it more clearly.

It seemed to come roughly from below. That way?

I looked toward the direction the thought came from.

Surprisingly unexpected.

Because the entity sending thoughts to me wasn’t human.

“……Help……”

One of those free-spirited creatures.

Whenever we met, they either ran off like crazy or charged recklessly without knowing better.

Always one of the two.

That’s how they should act, yet this one was sending thoughts to me naturally, as if I were human.

Its presence was faint.

Under normal circumstances, it should have fled the moment it detected me.

This is intriguing.

Are you not afraid of me? I sent a thought.

“……Ancestor……Help……”

Hmm…

It’s hard to understand.

Human thoughts are clear and polished, whereas this one was ambiguous and unclear.

Like a 4-year-old kid with poor vocabulary but mountains of things to say.

Judging from the bits and pieces I could pick up, it didn’t seem to fear me. If anything, it treated me with familiarity.

But that’s all I could infer.

The intermittent nature of the communication was frustrating.

If I could just see its eyes, it would be easier to communicate… but the angle isn’t good.

Could you look up once, about 47 degrees horizontally and 36 degrees vertically? I sent the thought.

“……Difficult……”

Oops.

Looks like even with thought commands, making direct eye contact will be impossible.

Besides, his words are too hard to understand.

Further attempts at this half-hearted communication won’t be meaningful.

Hold on, I sent the thought.

“……Confirm……Help……”

Then the thoughts went quiet.

Oh…

He listens well.

Normally, these free-spirited beings never listen no matter how much you scold them.

Impressive.

Had I been extremely fatigued a few days ago, I wouldn’t have cared, but now that I can manage…

I’m curious to see it up close.

Surely Gan Hana, despite being a mentally unstable fool, can handle this, right?

The entity sending thoughts was small, weak, and docile, so sending Gan Hana, with her fragile heart, wouldn’t pose a risk.

With high expectations, I glanced at Gan Hana.

“Gyao!”

Bring it here, exactly.

Quickly!

I slapped the floor with my tail impatiently.

Hana? Hana?

‘Whoa, check out that tail! This needs to be recorded… This goes in my personal folder…’

…Hana?

Hey. Gan Hana.

“Gyaaaaaaak…!”

This won’t work.

I’ll have to go fetch it myself.

Interacting with Gan Hana via thoughts keeps making my stomach churn, like I might throw up without realizing.

Sigh…

I’m already exhausted just thinking about it.

Am I really expected to personally bring back some chubby little snake from the middle of that noisy area?

Do I really have to handle all this myself?

Even after all this time, is this how the world works?

Ah.

This pisses me off more than ‘3 Breaths’…

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