Tian Li and Shuo Ling explained what the seniors of the Inner Metal Department said to Hei Ka, and then looked at Hei Ka together with Shuo Ling.
"Hei Ka, the reason why you don't want to be the chief doesn't have anything to do with the seniors of the Inner Metal Department, does it?"
"No."
Heikali replied.
Tian Li and Shuo Ling narrowed their eyes and began to examine Heika.
"real?"
"Um."
"Then why do the seniors in the Inner Metal Department seem to care about you?"
"Because we knew each other before."
"It's that simple?"
Although Heika nodded, Tian Li and Shuo Ling expressed disbelief.
"I want to find the milk can, let's go first."
After Heika finished speaking, he passed Tian Li and Shuo Ling.
Watching Heika walk away, Tian Li and Shuo Ling did not continue to follow. After all, they still want to continue to watch the exams of the seniors.
"The roommate has too many secrets. I think we'll get to know them slowly in the future."
"I agree with that."
"Oda Li, do you still want your roommate to be the chief freshman?"
"Of course! Don't you want to be a student of the Outer Imperial Department?"
"But my roommates seem to really hate showing up in public. Even answering questions and giving demonstrations, they seem a little reserved."
"Why is being the chief called showing your face? What you said sounds like I'm going to force Heika to do strange things?"
Tian Li and Shuo Ling seldom spoke a few words, and then they screwed up again.
"Xiao Tianli, although you have a good intention, you also have to consider whether your roommate likes it. After all, although there are not many people who don't want to be the chief.
But if your roommate happens to be one of them, you have to respect his choice? "
"Why don't I respect Hei Ka's choice?! I didn't force him to be the chief?!"
Tian Li was furious at Shuo Ling's words, and stepped on Shuo Ling's instep. Shuo Ling hugged her feet with pain all over her face and jumped up on the spot.
"Wow! Little Watermelon, you really have a grudge against me! You are so ruthless every time you strike!"
"Hmph! Who told you to say something inexplicable! My relationship with Heika is much better than with you, and you actually said that I forced Heika to be the chief?!"
Tian Li fell off Shuo Ling who was screaming in pain, and walked away by herself.
Heika went back to the previous place to look for the milk pot, but the milk pot was still lying there quietly waiting.
After walking a few steps towards the milk pot, Heika stopped involuntarily.
The milk pot smelled the black card, flicked its tail slightly, and raised its head.
"Aww?~"
Milk Jug called out to Heika, as if wondering why Heika was standing there.
Heika walked to the side of the milk pot and rubbed the ears of the milk pot, and the milk pot knew that Heika was going to take him back to the dragon stable.
When I went to the dragon stable with Milk Can, I happened to meet Mr. Baoku who was teaching and working with other breeders.
"Albert, are you here again?"
Although there are hundreds of students who come to the dragon stable to take care of their own dragons every day. But Heika is definitely the one who comes to the Dragon stable the most among all the students, not one of them.
"Hello, Mr. Baoku."
Heika was a little angry with Mr. Baoku because of Mr. Baoku's inspection of the milk tank before, so he walked past Mr. Baoku after saying hello politely.
Mr. Baoku's reaction to Hei Ka was nothing, and he didn't feel that Hei Ka's attitude towards him was not respectful enough.
After all, compared to those young masters from aristocratic backgrounds, Mr. Baoku always looked arrogant when he saw Mr. Baoku. Heika is definitely a student who makes Mr. Baoku feel comfortable.
Moreover, compared to the politeness that Mr. Kuku didn't care about. Hei Ka's care and love for his dragon made it hard for Mr. Baoku not to have a good impression of Hei Ka.
It is really rare for a child of a dragon who takes care of himself so carefully as Heika.
"Milk pot, why do you want to eat salamanders?"
"Dah~"
When Milk Can heard Heika said that the salamander was dry, he happily shook his long tail with small barbs.
Heika took off his coat and hung it outside the dragon house, and then sat on the milk pot's exclusive hay pillow.
The milk jug crawled on Heika's lap, watching Heika carefully as he tore open the package.
Because of his greedy mouth, Milk Can couldn't wait to stretch out his claws to reach Heika's hand.
Seeing the milk pot like this, Heika couldn't help laughing.
"It will be fine soon, just wait a moment."
Heika could hear the milk pot swallowing.
Heika licked his lips and tore the wrapping paper inside with his teeth.
"Give."
As expected, the milk pot opened its mouth, and began to eat with its paws. Probably remembering that Heika hadn't eaten yet, Milk Can chewed the dried salamander in his mouth while bringing the rest of his paws to Heika's hand.
Heika was not polite to the milk can, and took a piece of it.
As long as Milk Jug was alone with Heika, he seemed very at ease. The big head was crawling in Heika's arms, and the bulging cheeks were like a puppy when eating.
Especially because of the shrugging of the chewing head, and the moving ears. It is difficult to give birth to the feeling that the milk pot is actually a ferocious dragon.
After all, such a cute and lovely creature that eats food, even if it stretches out its sharp claws, it can't be scary, right
"Albert, do you want to add sweetheart grass to your dragon to eat with meat?"
Heika looked up, only to see that Mr. Baoku had followed him at some point.
Mr. Baoku, who is strong and fierce, looks like a murderer when he just looks at people.
Not to mention his hoarse voice, which makes one's hairs stand on end.
"No thanks, I can take it myself."
Heika would come to the Dragon Stable many times a day to look at the milk pots, before class, before going back to the dormitory for a break, and during lunch.
So when Heika said that he would get sweetheart grass for the milk pot, he was not being polite to Mr. Baoku.
"Okay, then I'll come in."
Mr. Baoku seemed to have not accepted Heika's rejection at all, and walked into the milk tank with a bucket of fresh sweetheart grass.
The milk pot immediately turned its head, and the scales all over its body exploded.
Seeing the ferocious reaction of the milk pot to him, Mr. Baoku was not as rough as when he first saw the milk pot.
He just put the sweetheart grass in his hand gently in front of the milk can, and then stretched out his wide palm and the milk can to hold it.
The action like coaxing a child was repeated on both sides. The milk pot that was still blown up seemed to be attracted by Mr. Baoku's hand, "Ah~", squatted down on the spot and looked at Baoku curiously. Mr Ku's hand.
Knowing that Mr. Baoku came to deliver sweetheart grass to the milk tank, Heika didn't mean any harm, so he didn't continue to look at him with conflicting eyes.
"Want to try it, little one?"
Mr. Raoku took out a sweetheart grass leaf from a clean bucket, then squeezed it slightly with his rough palm and rubbed it lightly. A sweet smell that could be smelled from a black card came out of Mr. Baoku's hand.
The milk pot looked up at Mr. Goku, looked down at the sweetheart grass leaves in Mr. Goku's hand, and looked up at Mr. Goku.
"Dah~"
The milk pot tentatively stretched out its head, and approached Mr. Raoku a little bit.
Mr. Kuku maintained the movement of extending his hand, patiently waiting for the milk pot to slowly poke out of its little head.
When the milk pot was about to get close to Mr. Kuku's palm, he swept away the sweetheart grass in one gulp at a fast speed and returned to Heika's side, keeping a considerable distance from the dangerous Mr. Kuku.
While chewing the sweetheart grass in his mouth, the milk pot was also staring at Mr. Raoku with vigilant eyes.
Mr. Baoku didn't have any special reaction, but after the milk pot slowly put it in the pupils while eating sweetheart grass, he repeated the previous action and spread his slightly squeezed hands in front of the milk pot.
Milk Can looked back at Heika, and after not finding Heika's objection, he moved a little boldly to Mr. Baoku's hand.
It was still the same as the first time, I ran away after eating.
Milk Can is not a dragon who will relax his vigilance after being coaxed twice by delicious food.
But for the third time, Mr. Baoku took the lead in relaxing his body and sat down on the floor like Heika. The milk pot approached Mr. Baoku again, but he didn't run away as fast as the previous two times.
Mr. Baoku didn't do any other actions, but stretched out his hand patiently, watching the milk pot lower his head and eat up the sweetheart grass in his palm, and licked the grass juice in his palm by the way.
After the milk pot returned to Heika's side again, he didn't look at Mr. Baoku with particularly conflicting eyes.
Baoku didn't continue to feed the sweetheart grass to the milk tank, but directly put the remaining sweetheart grass in the bucket near the milk tank.
"Are you surprised that your little milk dragon's attitude towards me has changed quite quickly?"
Heika's doubts were written directly in his eyes.
He is simply a child who is as easy to understand as a dragon creature.
Baoku chuckled while talking to Heika.
"That's just because Milk Pot just happens to like sweetheart grass, which is not surprising."
Heika also refuted violently.
"You gave your dragon a name?"
Bao Ku narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Hei Ka.
"What's wrong? Can't I name my dragon?"
"Of course you can, although there are not many dragon trainers who can do that. But, may I be lucky enough to know why you named your dragon Milk Pot?"
Heika frowned slightly, but still had some intimacy with those who cared about the milk can.
"Because the milk jug is white. It's like the glass jar my mother used to hold milk in."
"Very vivid name. It is also very suitable for your little milk dragon. When it is at home, does it often play with you?"
"We're always together when we're at home, we never sleep apart."
When Heika said this, he found himself raising his chin proudly.
For other kids, sleeping with a pet is nothing to be proud of. But obviously, for Heika, his good relationship with Milk Can is something he should be proud of.
"I guess so, you look like you can bring your dragon with you to class."
"... No, can't you?"
The milk pot was rolling on Heika's lap, like a carefree little milk cat.
"It might seem a little strange to most people."
Heika really looked disappointed.
But Baoku opened his mouth and continued.
"But in my opinion, this is an excellent quality that can't be helped."
Heika looked at Mr. Baoku unexpectedly.
"Why?"
"Because I like to get along with dragons, which is the basic professional quality for a breeder."
"Do breeders like staying with dragons?"
Heika seemed a little envious of the breeder. The movement of the hands holding the milk jug was a little excited.
"Yeah? We're a bunch of people who know their dragons better than the dragon trainers. You see, when everyone has other things and has to entrust their dragons to the breeders.
We often spend all day with your dragons. "
Heika nodded, looking at Mr. Baoku's face with only one eye, he actually felt that Mr. Baoku's eyebrows became kind.
"So, Albert. What do you think, besides learning how to tame dragons. How about being a breeder?"
Facing Mr. Baoku's bewitching question, Heika couldn't help swallowing.
"I think... I, I think it's cool to be a breeder."
"In other words, you are actually quite interested in being a breeder?"
Heika nodded heavily.
Mr. Baoku frowned at Hei Ka.
"Then, you also want to learn with me, how did you come into contact with all kinds of different dragons?"
Heika continued to nod!
"Well, then I have a good job here, I think you must be interested in giving it a try."
"What job?"
Both Heika and Milk Can blinked their big eyes and looked at Mr. Raoku.