[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a":3,"chapter-shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-520":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1714334,2190,"Vol. 4 Ch. 85","shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-520",520,"\u003Cp>Moon’s supposed \"sevenfold love\" for her sister had now transformed into sevenfold pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t even hold out until they returned home to use the bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If possible, she wanted to commandeer the park’s restroom under the authority of her title as the \"Second Princess of the Silver Dragons.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noa, Helena, and Aurora waited patiently outside the restroom, exchanging occasional glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Moon was lucky, she’d walk out. If less so, she might crawl out. If luck abandoned her entirely, Noa would have to go in and rescue her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How many ice creams did she eat?\" Noa asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seven,\" Aurora replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noa blinked in confusion. \"Why seven? Isn’t that excessive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She originally bought ten.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you eat the other three, Aurora?\" Noa asked, already planning how to handle her two troublesome sisters tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora shook her head quickly. \"Uh…no, I didn’t. We had… a reliable helper.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helper? She meant the pigeon that had been forced to eat three of the ice creams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noa sighed. As long as Aurora was fine, she decided not to pry into the identity of the so-called \"helper.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About ten minutes passed, and there was still no sign of Moon. Noa finally stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll go fetch her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, Noa emerged, carrying an utterly drained Moon on her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moon slumped over her sister, her big eyes swirling in dizzy spirals. Her little arms dangled limply over Noa’s shoulders, and her tail hung lifelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll never eat ice cream again,\" she mumbled weakly. \"Ice cream… evil…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora approached, poking Moon’s limp tail, then patting her cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Second Sister is beyond saving,\" Aurora declared solemnly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s head home,\" Noa said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little dragonesses passed through the clan square and residential streets, finally reaching the Silver Dragon Sanctuary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they entered the sanctuary’s grand hall, a melodic and graceful piano tune filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The sound is coming from Mom’s piano room,\" Aurora said. \"But it’s been ages since she played, hasn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser, burdened with her duties, rarely had time for piano practice. Any free moments were often spent with Leon, ensuring \"assignments\" were completed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time Aurora had heard her mother play was shortly after she was born, supposedly to instill some musical inclination in her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Aurora grew older, however, her interest turned toward magical research, leaving music far behind. Rosvisser didn’t mind—she believed her daughters should pursue what made them happiest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Rosvisser herself wasn’t deeply passionate about music, she occasionally enjoyed showcasing her skills when the mood struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The piano’s soothing notes resonated throughout the sanctuary, drawing the dragonettes to slow their steps and savor the rare performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as they immersed themselves in the melody, a sharp, piercing sound suddenly interrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sliced through the tranquility like a blade, jarring and unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noa frowned. \"It’s not exactly bad…but what *is* that? I’ve never heard anything like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this some kind of unique Silver Dragon instrument?\" Helena asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noa shook her head. \"No, and it doesn’t seem like something Mom would enjoy playing. Aurora, any idea what it is?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora scratched her head, equally perplexed. \"No clue. None of Mom’s instruments can make a sound this… aggressive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Noa’s back, Moon weakly raised a hand. \"I… I know what it is…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re awake, Moon? What is it, then?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dad showed me once…\" she croaked. \"He said it’s a new instrument he made because the sanctuary didn’t have one…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noa and Aurora exchanged wary glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon was a dependable and straightforward father—but only in battle. In everyday life, his eccentricity often left his daughters bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurora, in particular, had suffered greatly. She was convinced her indifference to music was 70% her dad’s fault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she was still in the womb, Leon had allegedly played all sorts of bizarre \"music\" near Rosvisser’s belly. At least, that’s what her mom had told her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, hearing that their father had invented a new instrument, Noa and Aurora froze in dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s it called?\" Noa asked cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moon blinked dizzily. \"Dad called it… a ‘Eargasm Maker.’\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sisters exchanged a horrified look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to leave,\" Noa said decisively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Agreed, Big Sister!\" Aurora added. \"Helena can’t find out how *weird* our family actually is!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, Helena, let’s head upstairs and rest before dinner,\" Noa said hastily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay,\" Helena replied, though she seemed a bit puzzled by their abruptness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trio hurried upstairs, leaving the increasingly chaotic sound behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>### Ten Minutes Earlier\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the piano room, Leon stood proudly beside a gramophone he had somehow unearthed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rosvisser, I think it’s time to start prenatal education for our fourth child!\" he declared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser lounged on the couch, her silver tail draped over the side, lazily flicking in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze shifted from the gramophone to her husband’s overly earnest face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not planning to play *those* human classics again, are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon blinked. \"What do you mean ‘again’? I’ve never played those before!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser snorted. \"Strange, then. If you never played them, why do I remember you sneaking into my room at night while I was pregnant with Aurora to blast weird music at my belly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, you were awake back then?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not fully. I only woke up because of *you,* not the music.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon scratched his head in confusion. \"What did I do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You didn’t stop at the music. You started singing—loudly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser shuddered at the memory, sitting upright as if to shake off the lingering discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Promise me, dear. Do whatever you want, but *don’t sing.*\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon blushed. \"What’s wrong with my singing? Is it that bad?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser didn’t hold back. \"It’s *lethal.*\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then how did you tolerate it back then?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser’s lips curved into a mischievous smile. \"Because you looked so earnest and adorable. I couldn’t bear to stop you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon’s eyes sparkled. \"Ah, Rosvisser! You were already falling for my charm back then!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t flatter yourself, dear. ‘Adorable’ was *not* a compliment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Whatever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking his head, Leon patted the gramophone beside him. \"Past is past. Now, it’s time to let our fourth child experience the world’s wonders early!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1012,"2026-06-06T15:09:59.658Z",1,"novelbin.me","ad95b8e9672515086b691d1b99c9fa7327dd59d8d0d10aa11d60353a3b302d20","shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-521","shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-519",914,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fshut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-cover.jpg"]