Who Put the Treasure Chests in the World of the Hero vs the Evil Dragon?

007 The hand, holding the doujin, is trembling slightly.

“You idiot! It must be because you look so scary that you scared the princess into an allergic reaction!”

In the dragon’s lair, on the mountain of gold and silver inside the castle, Director Ciel put his hands on his waist and scolded the actor.

The giant dragon felt dejected and accepted the scolding obediently.

Dragon: “Yes, yes, yes, you’re right, what the Director says is right.”

The way the dragon acted made Ciel calm down. He felt he made a fool of himself and sat on the mountain of gold and silver to rub his hair. “What should I do now? The future stories will need to be changed. I can see that I’m going to be very busy!”

The giant dragon whispered: “Are you hungry? Would you like me to make you something to eat?”

Ciel: “?”

Ciel looked at the dragon’s huge body and claws and couldn’t imagine how it would cook. It looked like a terrifying dragon that ate people alive!

Ciel: “Uh…I don’t eat roasted human meat.”

The giant dragon was more frightened than him: “Why would I eat that kind of thing?”

Ciel: “Then what do you eat?”

Dragon: “Home cooking!”

After it finished speaking, the giant dragon suddenly shrank in size and turned into a handsome dark-skinned guy who was more than two meters tall. He was dressed very immodestly, with a spike necklace hanging around his neck and a leather skirt wrapped around his waist, which only covered the censored area, and perfectly displayed his eight-pack abdominal muscles and his chest.

The handsome dark-skinned guy picked up the golden spatula: “Then I’ll go cook.”

Ciel: ! ! !

What the hell, it was a handsome dark-skinned man with a big chest! How could Ciel scold him in the future???

The dragon had amazing cooking skills.

An hour later, Ciel sat on the golden chair at the golden table in the golden dining room, tasting the home-cooked four dishes and one soup served with golden tableware, with tears streaming down his face while eating.

The dragon was extremely anxious, and asked uneasily: “Is it because my cooking is not delicious?”

The director that he needed to please was crying from his food. Was he going to be replaced by another actor?

Ciel: “It’s so delicious. But a dragon cooks better than a palace chef, is that reasonable?”

Dragon: “That’s very reasonable. I’m a thousand years old, and I’ve been cooking for 982 years. Isn’t it normal that I cook better than humans?”

Ciel: What he said was so reasonable. I don’t even know how to refute.

After the meal, Ciel’s anger bar was emptied. This giant dragon, who was serving him tea and water meekly in fear of being replaced and losing all his assets, felt nice to look at: Ay, it’s just a money-hoarding dragon, that’s all. What wrongs could he make? He is two meters tall, has dark skin, has a big chest, has abs, and can cook!

The Director forgave.

At this moment, his boss, the little girl, appeared again: “You are having a good life.”

Ciel: “Just so-so. Three meals per day.”  

Little girl: “I see you, crappy director, sooner or later you will embark on the sinful path of reading nightlight scripts1 with the actors!”

Ciel: “What is the nightlight script?”

Little girl: “Ahem, it’s nothing, it’s just a meme of the world where the Creator Gods live. In short, because you tampered with the plot, we have encountered some troubles now.”

Ciel: “What troubles.”

T/N: unfinished part, more will be updated tomorrow

Notes:

Same meaning as ‘casting couch’