Squirt!

Eugene was hit full in the face with a spout of water. Drops of water went into his eyes, trickled down his cheeks, and dripped to the floor. The water got Eugene’s collar and the cloak’s fur wet, but Eugene let them be for now since he had allowed the boy to spray water on himself.

However, while sitting inside the cloak, Mer didn’t know that, so her jaw dropped.

[Sir Eugene?] Mer called Eugene in her mind.

Drip, drip.

Standing silently, Eugene tasted the water that seeped in through his lips. It was sour…. That damn rascal must have mixed vinegar in the water. The sourness inside his mouth and the wetness on his face were so disgusting that Eugene turned his head sideways and spat.

“Ahahahaha!”

Eugene could hear someone bursting into laughter under the bed. Without wiping the water from his face, Eugene looked at the kid that crawled out from under the bed.

The ten-year-old kid, Leo Dragonic, had red hair and blue eyes, just like his father. He had a very fit body which was very unusual for a child, but he still had some baby fat on his round face.

The boy was smiling mischievously as he pointed his water gun at Eugene’s face.

“…Hehe.” Eugene nodded as he chuckled.

Of course, Leo didn’t apologize. If he had enough common sense to apologize, he wouldn’t have randomly squirted water — no, vinegar water with his water gun on a guest.

Squirt~.

Leo used his squirt gun again. Eugene still didn’t dodge it.

Splash!

The stronger spout of water splashed Eugene’s lips. That fucking rascal accurately aimed for that little gap between Eugene’s closed lips and put vinegar water in his mouth.

“You can’t even dodge that, Mister?” Leo giggled as he swung his squirt gun.

Eugene could see Leo had no worries about the aftermath of his action. Sure, this was the Dragonic mansion, the Dragonic Patriarch was Alchester...