I Reincarnated As A Dragon With A Devourer System

After everyone got up, Uki quickly fled the room because he didn’t want the little girl to grab him like a giant stuffed animal, and the golden sphere rose into the air. Noir faced his first problem before they even left the room.

The girl didn’t want to let go of Noir’s tail; it seemed as though she had found the only place she could take refuge.

The little black dragon stood motionless in front of the door, looking back with a completely blank expression. He regretted the decision he had made the night before: to save the girl.

’I have to keep my curiosity in check; otherwise, I’ll get into trouble with some prince or demon king.’

Still, the girl kept clinging to his tail; he slowly moved the tip, and she followed.

Noir moved his tail again.

The girl clung on even tighter.

"..."

Arlene watched the scene with her arms crossed and an amused smile, clearly enjoying herself, since she had rarely seen the young black dragon in that situation; she had to make the most of it and asked:

"Are you trying to run away from her?"

Noir rolled his eyes and replied with a growl:

"No, I’m just waking up; obviously, I’m trying to get my tail back."

However, Arlene’s smile only grew wider, and she asked again with feigned innocence:

"And what’s wrong with that?"

’I see... so that’s how it is. Why does everyone want to pick on me? Am I that adorable?’

If Arlene could hear Noir’s wonderful thoughts, she wouldn’t be able to help but roll her eyes, but since that wasn’t the case... he decided to pull a pretty dirty trick.

"Arlene."

"Yeah?" She looked at him, raising an eyebrow, unaware that he was expecting an answer.

Then the young black dragon added, with a mischievous smile that revealed all his teeth:

"Don’t forget that I’m a dragon."

Arlene set the plates down, shuddering from the very core of her being, as if she had just remembered that Noir was a sacred creature, blessed by the world and mana, and she quickly said:

"Yes, yes, you’re a dragon; please forgive my disrespect."

"Good girl, I’m glad you haven’t forgotten." The young black dragon nodded, satisfied and enjoying himself. He wasn’t going to let himself be bothered all the time; his conscience wouldn’t allow it.

And, of course, he was going to take advantage of his position as a dragon; after all, a dragon isn’t supposed to act like a human, is it?

However, the initial problem wasn’t over yet. The little girl was still clinging to his tail.

Finally, after several completely futile attempts, Noir decided to give up. He walked slowly toward the stairs while the little girl continued to cling to his tail as if it were some stuffed animal.

Arlene followed them and spoke up after recovering from Noir’s harsh words.

"This is pretty strange."

"Yeah."

"Are you going to do anything about it?"

"I’m on my way to breakfast."

"That’s not what I meant!"

Noir yawned, not giving the matter much thought.

"Yes."

The girl, on the other hand, seemed much calmer than the night before. Her eyes still looked tired, but they no longer had that completely terrified expression.

As they descended the stairs to the first floor of the inn, Noir began to observe her more closely.

After that, he decided sleeping was the best solution. Now that he could look at her undisturbed, he began to notice small details.

Too many details.

The girl had long, dark hair, slightly tousled. Her skin was pale, and her eyes had a strange reddish tint.

Noir narrowed his eyes and stopped halfway down the stairs.

Arlene almost bumped into him.

"What’s going on now?"

Noir didn’t answer right away. He looked more closely. There was something hidden in the girl’s hair. Something small, almost imperceptible, that his senses told him was important... Two tiny horns.

He looked at the girl—or, more precisely, he looked again at her horns, which were different from his own—and then he looked at Arlene.

"I have a question."

Arlene sighed.

"That’s never a good sign."

"Do human girls have horns?"

Arlene remained silent, frowned, and shook her head.

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Noir. What do you mean by that? Among us, there are very few half-humans with horns."

"I’m just asking."

Arlene stepped closer and gently brushed some of the girl’s hair aside. Her eyes opened. For the first time since Noir had known her, Arlene’s expression lost all trace of patience.

"...Oh. Damn! What the heck did you grab?"

Noir tilted her head; she asked curiously—Arlene’s reaction was anything but normal.

"Does ’Oh’ mean something good?"

"No."

"Something wrong?"

"Yes."

"Excellent. That explanation clears everything up completely." The young dragon felt like applauding; he didn’t like that sense of mystery. Why don’t they say it already?

Arlene kept staring at the little horns.

"Noir..."

"Yes, Arlene."

"I think this girl is a demon."

The young black dragon remained completely still. Then he slowly lowered his gaze toward the little girl. She was watching him in silence. Her little hands were still clinging to his tail.

Noir blinked once, but then didn’t think much of it; after all, he had been reincarnated into a magical world. Of course there would be demons; that was basic knowledge everyone knew.

"Well."

Arlene frowned, unable to believe what she was hearing.

"Well?"

"Yes."

"Is that all you have to say?"

The young dragon looked at the half-human, confused: Why was she so surprised? And he said:

"What do you want me to say?"

Arlene opened her mouth, closed it, and then opened it again:

"He’s a demon!"

"And I’m a peanut."

"That has nothing to do with it!"

"Of course it does."

Noir pointed to his own scales.

"I think we’re past the point where I can judge someone based on their species. Don’t tell me you’re one of those people who discriminate against others based on their race—I thought that only happened with humans."

Arlene just stared at him.

Noir smiled and continued.

"Besides, she’s small. And, apparently, she’s already decided that my tail belongs to her."

"That’s not the problem!"

"It’s a pretty serious problem for me."

They finally reached the first floor. The smell of cooking meat immediately hit Noir’s nose. His red pupils glowed. Any thoughts of demons vanished instantly from his mind.

"Meat."

Arlene looked at him in disbelief.

"Seriously?"

"I have my priorities."

"We just found out that the girl you brought to our room belongs to a race that probably lives on the other side of the continent."

"Yes."

"And your priority is having breakfast?"

Noir walked toward a table.

"Arlene."

"What?"

The young black dragon looked at her with an extremely serious expression and said:

"I can’t investigate demons on an empty stomach."

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