Slacker Second Gen C38

Chapter 38: Dragon Dad 8

Principal Ude, who accidentally drank the Unicorn Shapeshifting Potion, was still in a daze when he suddenly locked eyes with Teacher Lacia, who was glaring at him with a look of anger.

Principal Ude: “…”

Teacher, am I not the victim here?

Lacia walked over, gracefully adjusted his hair, and smiled at the baby dragon. “Does Qian like this rainbow unicorn? We’ll take it back and raise it.”

As she spoke, she grabbed the rainbow-colored mane of the unicorn and began to drag it forward.

The rainbow old horse stubbornly stood its ground, digging its hooves into the ground, resolutely refusing to be dragged by the teacher, resisting his unreasonable behavior.

Fortunately, this was just a demonstration potion, and Fizke only added a tiny bit of unicorn horn powder. Principal Ude quickly reverted back to his original form.

However, there was a slight aftereffect—his large white beard temporarily turned rainbow-colored.

Ignoring this, Principal Ude grabbed his beard and dashed off.

Seeing that the person had fled, Lacia gave a hum of dissatisfaction, then turned to pick up her precious baby dragon.

“Qian, what did you play outside?”

Qian pulled out a bag of snacks she had traded with a student and handed a piece to Lacia. Lacia opened his mouth to eat it and smiled, patting the child’s head.

“Human snacks aren’t bad either. Next time, I’ll take you to Ude’s place to eat; his magic tower has lots of delicious things.”

It didn’t matter that Qian spoke in the human language; she hadn’t spoken in dragon language yet. As a dragon, speaking in dragon language would mark the first time she truly spoke. As long as the first sentence in dragon language was calling out “father” or “daddy,” he wouldn’t lose to a mere rainbow unicorn!

Dragons were born with inheritance, so many things they understood naturally when the time came, and speaking dragon language didn’t require any special learning.

Qian’s growth rate was already very fast. Other dragons of her age were still rolling around on the grass, playing with stones, while Qian was smart enough to learn human language.

As an overly indulgent dragon parent, Lacia quickly brought a real unicorn for his little one.

Unicorns only grew deep within the Elf Forest, and their horns and fur were magical materials.

Entering the Elf Forest or catching a unicorn was no easy task, but that was only true for humans. For the few remaining dragons in the world, it was as easy as grabbing a bird.

The unicorn, with the largest horn and the longest mane, unfortunately stood out and was selected by the dragon. Lacia brought it to Qian.

“Qian, don’t you like unicorns? From now on, when Father is resting, you can play with it.”

Before the little one appeared, Lacia spent most of his time idly sleeping. But ever since the baby dragon was born, he hadn’t slept at all, only napping a little last time when the child got bored and ran off to play.

To pass the time for his child, Lacia specifically found a little pet for her.

Qian looked at the unicorn with long lashes and wrinkled her nose. “White fur.”

Got it.

Lacia called Fizke over and told him to turn the unicorn’s fur into rainbow colors!

Fizke: “…”

What else could he do? Just follow the instructions.

To quickly achieve the desired effect, Fizke brewed a potion and dyed the unicorn’s fur.

Although unicorns were most beautiful with pure white fur, a rainbow-colored unicorn had its own charm. At least the unicorn didn’t mind its appearance change and didn’t bump into columns.

On the contrary, it liked the vibrant colors and often shook its head and neck to make the rainbow mane flutter.

Students at the Central Magic Academy were attending class when they heard the sound of hooves trotting outside. They turned around and saw a unicorn following a baby dragon with a dragon tail walking past the classroom door.

Students: “?!”

It was well known that unicorns were very proud creatures, only willing to live in the clean Elf Forest. Even if caught outside, they would refuse to eat or drink, eventually starving to death.

It was rare for ordinary people to even see one, and even wizards might not have encountered a living unicorn.

But now, there was a living unicorn!

Qian, walking along, turned around to check if her little companion had caught up.

This unicorn, with a full mane, strutted proudly, its horn still glowing.

But whenever it saw Qian turn around, it would lower its head and nudge her with its horn.

To Qian, this meant the unicorn was hungry and was urging her to feed it.

She pulled out a few red beans from her skirt, opened her hand, and handed them to the rainbow-colored unicorn.

This was “unicorn feed” given by Dragon Dad, rumored to be a rare fruit containing magical powers, the unicorn’s favorite.

This was also one of the reasons why the unicorn was still in good spirits despite being captured.

Another reason was that unicorns liked environments full of vitality, and the baby dragon’s surroundings were rich in wood spirits, making it feel as though it was still in the forest.

As Qian walked with her pet, they passed a classroom.

The students in the classroom had just finished a potion-making class, where they made shapeshifting potions.

This time, they had to brew the potions themselves and drink them to check the effects.

Since they used nightcat fur, all the students in the classroom had turned into nightcats. A group of black cats, some looking normal, others in bizarre shapes, sat bored in the classroom waiting for the potion’s effect to wear off.

Some of the black cats were perched on the windowsill, and when Qian passed by, their eyes met.

One of the golden-eyed cats was lying on the windowsill, basking in the sun, yawning lazily. It didn’t notice the baby dragon’s arrival until the sunlight was blocked, and it lifted its head unhappily.

Then, it was startled by the close-up of a cute little face and a horse face, almost falling off the windowsill.

The belly was pressed by the soft little dragon hand, and it was also patted on the back.

The student who was touched: “…”

Although the teacher had warned them not to touch the baby dragon to avoid angering Teacher Lacia, it should be fine if the little dragon touched them, right?

Thinking this, the student cooed softly at the little dragon.

The soft “meow” made Qian use both hands to pet the cat.

The warm, fluffy sensation vaguely reminded her of some chaotic memory. It seemed like, at some point in the past, she had also petted such creatures.

The baby dragon stopped on the windowsill and wouldn’t move. Other students, seeing a sly classmate enjoying the privilege, quickly jumped up to the windowsill and crowded under the baby dragon’s hands, eagerly rubbing their heads against her.

Dozens of cats crowded together, causing a meow fight.

Because there were too many, Qian couldn’t pet them all and could only watch them fight with fur flying.

“Catfight.”

Qian said to the unicorn beside her. The unicorn looked at her with innocent and pure eyes, unable to help her solve the problem.

So, Qian turned back to the group of fake cats on the windowsill and said, “Cats don’t fight.”

No one listened. The fake cats kept fighting, regardless of whether they were once a prince, princess, marquis, or descendant of a great wizard family, or an excellent student. They were now cats, and when fellow students kicked or grabbed them, they fought back!

Qian stepped forward to break up the fight, using both hands to pull a cat’s front paws out of the pile and place it aside, even taking out a snack from her pocket to feed it.

One by one, she petted their heads, fed them some snacks, and lined them up in the hallway, filling the place.

The bell for class rang, and she was finally done. When the teacher arrived for class, he looked at the students lying all over the floor, speechless.

He lightly kicked the nearest lazy student’s bottom. “What are you still doing lying here? Get back to class.”

The black cat innocently looked back at him and wagged its tail.

Teacher: “Get back to class, even if the potion’s effects haven’t worn off!”

After discovering that the baby dragon liked to pet small animals and feed them, the shapeshifting potion became popular at the Magic Academy.

Although the principal said it was dangerous to pet the baby dragon, he didn’t say anything about being petted by the baby dragon.

Every day, Qian walked through the school, and various fake animals would come to seek attention.

The most common was the nightcat, which would lie at her feet, curl its tail around her leg, and meow twice, prompting her to squat down and pet it.

There were also little birds, chirping and perching near the baby dragon, opening their mouths to receive various snacks, sometimes even magical fruits.

One student, because of his transformation into a little bird, was so adorable and his singing so beautiful that Qian fed him ten or more magical fruits. For days, he couldn’t exhaust the magic, and he was stuck in bird form.

During class, the teacher caught him at the podium and punished him to hold a pen in his mouth to write his homework.

After class, a group of unfortunate friends laughed and chased him all over the classroom, making it a tragic situation.

Other animals, like raccoons, rabbits, squirrels, and foxes, also appeared.

There was even a student who turned into a hedgehog.

Because it looked so odd, the baby dragon thought it was a strange thing and almost brought it back to the dragon’s tower.

The hedgehog student struggled desperately to escape, narrowly avoiding a disaster.

Finally, some teachers joined in the fun.

The black bear teacher, Bookby, had it easy. He only needed to return to his original form, becoming a large, furry bear.

When the four-meter-tall black bear approached the young dragon, the surrounding students worried the little one would be frightened.

After all, Teacher Bookby had an incredibly intimidating appearance. His fierce eyes and menacing face were far from cute, even with all that fur.

The young dragon stopped in front of the bear and looked up at him.

Bookby crouched down, but seeing that he was still too tall for Qian, he finally lay down on the ground.

Even lying down, his massive body was still taller than the short Qian.

This big bear sprawled on the ground felt oddly familiar to Qian.

However, he was not cute and smelled bad.

She tried to walk around the bear, only to find that his entire body blocked her path.

In the end, Qian had no choice but to step over the black bear’s arm and belly to move forward.

From a distance, the watching students said, “She just walked right over Teacher Bookby.”

“She didn’t even pet him, huh.”

“Teacher Bookby, your smell is too strong, and your fur is too prickly.”

Once frozen and buried underground by the dragon Lacia for trying to use young dragon hair and scales for research, Teacher Medman had finally recovered.

To observe the young dragon up close, she borrowed a rainbow unicorn transformation potion from Fizke.

However, because of her partial dark elf lineage, her skin was slightly dark, so her transformed unicorn form wasn’t white but chocolate-colored.

The chocolate unicorn’s horn was black, but its mane was rainbow-colored.

In this form, she approached the young dragon.

Qian, who was used to the strange animals constantly appearing around her, merely glanced at her calmly before feeding her some unicorn food.

Medman did get her wish—she observed the young dragon up close and was even fed some delicious food.

However, the real unicorn beside the young dragon seemed to fall in love with her at first sight, shyly delivering all the food it was given to Medman instead.

Medman: “…”

Next time, perhaps she should choose a different animal.

Lacia, aware of the antics of the school’s teachers and students, paid them no mind.

When the child returned from playing outside, Lacia, in dragon form, coiled up in the gemstone nest by the window and flicked his long silver mane.

What were those ordinary animals compared to this? A dragon was, of course, the most beautiful of all!