A kiss by the seaside carries a unique charm.

The slightly salty, cool breeze brushed against their cheeks, bringing a sense of chill, while the heat of their lips created a stark contrast.

Her body was soft, so soft that once you held her, you never wanted to let go.

The beauty wrapped her arms around the strong man, her chest and belly pressed tightly against his perfectly chiseled physique. Her slender waist, delicate and sensuous, was held firmly in his broad palms, making it look as enchanting as a snake.

Leon’s fingers weaved through her hair, his fingertips lingering in the fragrance of her unique scent.

He gently cradled Rosvisser’s neck, trying to bring their lips even closer together.

Of course, given that their daughters were watching, this level of intimacy was enough.

Even though he could sense Rosvisser’s repeated attempts to deepen the kiss, whenever her warm tongue tried to explore, Leon gently yet firmly blocked her.

No restraint at all, silly dragon.

The kiss didn’t last long.

When it comes to showing off affection, it’s about quality, not quantity.

Hand-holding, playful teasing, sweet words—none of them compared to a real kiss.

With that one kiss, both of them had gotten their fill, and Moon finally got to see what Anna meant by "something children shouldn’t watch."

As for Noa, some of her inner worries were alleviated, her heart finally easing a little.

At the same time, she fully indulged in her newfound enjoyment of shipping.

She had already thought of the topic for her next writing assignment:

*"The CP I Ship Is Actually My Parents."*

The little dragon girls sat on their beach chairs, savoring the beautiful scene they had just witnessed.

When their mom and dad walked over, they snapped out of their daze.

"Noa, Moon, let's head back. It's getting cooler, and staying outside too long might make you catch a cold," Rosvisser said, scooping up Aurora.

Leon also lifted Noa and Moon, one on each arm.

He had become somewhat wary of carrying his youngest daughter lately.

Even though her uppercuts weren’t particularly powerful, they were always accurate.

Leon suspected that Aurora might have some kind of innate boxing talent—otherwise, how could a baby who was less than two weeks old manage to instill a psychological fear in a dragon-slayer who had trained for over ten years?

He thought this hypothesis was perfectly reasonable.

Noa was a genius and a prodigy; Moon had awakened her twin powers with extraordinary talent.

So why couldn’t Aurora have an innate boxing (dad-punching) talent? It made perfect sense.

It seemed he would have to keep an eye on his youngest daughter's future physical training—she might really excel in it.

"Dad," Moon tugged at his shirt collar, looking up.

"What is it?"

Moon pursed her lips, glancing at her dad, then at her older sister who was also being carried by him.

Noa gave her a tiny nod, and Moon continued, asking seriously:

"What does kissing feel like?"

Her tone was earnest, and her big eyes sparkled with curiosity.

As soon as Leon heard this question, his step faltered.

The look on his daughter’s face made it seem like as soon as he explained what kissing felt like, she’d go find something to practice on.

During early childhood, both in dragon and human societies, parents always try to provide as much education as possible about knowledge and magic.

But there are two forms of education that children often lack:

Education about death, and education about sex.

Both are ignored because they seem too distant for young children, so when the time comes to understand these concepts, people often scramble to teach them at the last minute.

In some cases, when children should be receiving proper sex education, they’re instead told that such things are taboo, things they must never touch. This can lead to them acting out rebelliously during adolescence.

So many children have been led astray by their curiosity, falling into traps set by bad people. Leon believed that providing his daughters with proper guidance was very important.

Leon thought for a moment and came up with a child-friendly analogy.

"It’s like sucking on jelly."

"Sucking on jelly?"

"Yep. If you're curious, I’ll buy you a bag of jelly later, and when you finish it, you’ll know what kissing feels like."

Proper guidance should be gradual. Leon wasn’t about to flood Moon’s young mind with too much information at once.

A simple analogy, without going too far, was enough.

Even if Moon wanted to experiment afterward, it would only involve jelly—harmless to her mind and body.

Moon’s eyes lit up, her tail swaying, and her little head antenna bouncing with excitement. "Yay! Jelly!"

Meanwhile, Noa quietly covered her face.

*You’re too gullible, little sister!!*

*Didn’t you notice that dad didn’t actually answer your question?*

*He completely diverted your curiosity with a bag of jelly!*

"Noa."

"Uh? Huh... What is it, dad?"

"Do you want a bag of jelly too?"

"Sure... I guess."

*Oh well, curiosity can wait. Jelly is a better deal than kissing anyway.*

The women of the Mielkve family, from the youngest to the oldest, were very good at changing faces on a whim.

Rosvisser, holding Aurora to the side, smiled faintly as she listened to Leon placate their daughters.

She thought to herself, though the world might be filled with lies and falsehoods, there were two things she would always trust—

One, General Leon’s efficiency at slaying dragons;

Two, Leon’s skills as a father.

Take that question Moon had asked earlier, about what kissing felt like.

If it had been up to her to answer, she might have found it difficult to say, stumbling through an awkward explanation.

But Leon had smoothly transitioned the topic to jelly, providing a simple yet effective analogy.

Seriously, where could you find such a perfect prisoner of war? You might as well keep pretending to be my husband, Cosmod. Don’t even think about running away.

Before they returned to the hotel, Leon bought two bags of jelly for Noa and Moon.

The two little dragon girls happily carried their jelly bags back to their room.

Originally, they had wanted to take Aurora with them, but dad said that Aurora would be sleeping with him and mom tonight.

Noa and Moon didn’t mind.

But when dad said that, they could feel a hint of melancholy radiating from mom…

Oh well, no need to delve too deeply into adult matters.

Back in their room, Moon excitedly tore open the jelly bag, carefully taking out a piece and gently pressing her soft lips against its surface.

It was cool and soft, with a hint of sweetness and a slight strawberry flavor.

"So this is what kissing feels like? It’s not that special… Ahhh~"

Moon popped the jelly into her mouth and picked up another one.

After touching her lips to it once more, she swallowed it whole again.

In no time, she had finished the entire bag of jelly.

Noa had only eaten one; she handed the rest to Moon. "Here, you can have mine too."

"Thanks, sis!"

Noa’s jelly was grape-flavored, and it was delicious as well.

After finishing the jelly, little Moon sprawled out on the bed in a starfish position, staring blankly at the ceiling before letting out a satisfied burp.

"How does it feel?" Noa asked.

Moon thought for a moment, then slowly responded:

"Mmm... It’s sweet and soft, and it slips around in your mouth. Pretty good. Also... my belly feels a bit full. Did it get bigger?"

Noa poked Moon’s small belly with her tail. "Yeah, it does seem a bit bloated."

Moon pondered for a moment, then suddenly sat up and said seriously, "Sis, do you think if kissing makes your belly bigger, it’s because you’re pregnant with a baby?"

Noa blinked. "What do you mean? Does kissing lead to pregnancy?"

Moon nodded excitedly, analyzing the situation with great logic:

"Yes, yes, yes! You see, last time when dad and mom kissed in Sky City, not long after, mom was pregnant. So I think my theory is right—kissing makes you pregnant!"

This hit a knowledge gap for Noa.

Her well-studied topics did not include “how to make babies.”

"Kissing leads to pregnancy..." Noa stroked her chin thoughtfully, realizing her sister’s argument seemed to make sense.

"Sis, Moon wants... I want another sister!"

The little dragon girl excitedly came up to her sister, her pretty eyes sparkling, even her dull hair in a pleading position. ‘Let's find a way to make Mum and Dad kiss more, okay?’

Another sister, huh...

If there was one more family member, maybe mom and dad would be even less likely to let the family fall apart.

Noa hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Alright, we’ll make sure mom and dad kiss more!"

"Yay! The Great Kissing Mission is a go!"