[{"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-865":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},1714593,2190,"Vol 7. Chapter 56: You Don’t Want Your Child Expelled, Do You?","shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-865",865,"\u003Cp>\"Mhm, you can.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser didn’t object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But you’ll need to wait a bit longer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The intel Sherry sent back says there’s unrest among Apollo’s descendants lately. Intense internal competition. It’s not a good time to visit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You busy tonight?\" Rosvisser smoothly changed the subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon blinked. \"No, why do you ask?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The custom outfit I ordered finally arrived. We can try it on tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Custom outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Leon realized what she meant, a cold shiver ran down his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something Rosvisser dreamed up not long after he resigned as vice principal—a so-called “perfect blend of visuals and narrative,” supposedly guaranteed to reignite “the honeymoon flames from over a decade ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Leon felt their marriage never lacked passion, Rosvisser insisted it was a “literary device of contrast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forget whether the sun will be reignited—what’s certain is that our bedroom’s about to be thrown onto a fire,\" Leon thought wryly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking back, it was true their “homework submission rate” had dropped recently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Partly because Rosvisser had been busy with work. And Leon had been carving out time to train with the Five-Spirit Codex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was probably why Rosvisser asked, \"You busy tonight?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the day, would the queen even ask first?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d have pounced on him by now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Leon hesitate, Rosvisser gave him a mischievous smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What? Afraid it’s been too long since you tried something new? Worried your old bones can’t handle it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Provocation—always the most effective tactic against her brute of a husband.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you calling old bones?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon leaned in and gave the base of her tail a firm smack, making Rosvisser’s cheeks flush red as she quickly swatted his hand away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tonight, I’ll show you just how sharp this blade still is!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser glared at him, face crimson. \"Don’t make me prove it tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she folded her arms under her chest, flicked her tail, and strode off the balcony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon watched his wife’s retreating figure and chuckled quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the perks of marrying a long-lived dragon—time didn’t weigh on them the way it did on mortals. Their emotional trajectory was slower, stretched across decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, what really sustained a marriage was mutual understanding and compromise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragonkind were mostly loyal and devoted—once they chose a man, even if it took them a while to realize it, they were all in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Rosvisser hadn’t made that vow back then, she had already, under Muse’s guidance, picked up her bow and quiver again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon’s gaze shifted to his youngest daughter below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A hundred percent accuracy, huh... hard not to think of that one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As one of the rare gunners in the anti-dragon corps, that crazy girl was a true master of the cat-paw rifle domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, an idea sparked in Leon’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why not send Muse to learn from her over summer break?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He silently made a mental note to ask Muse about it later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That evening, Leon was preparing to head into battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield? Rosvisser’s private library.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said it better fit the “plot setting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Great. Now Leon wasn’t just doing roleplay—scene props and set design were part of the experience too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this kept up, he half-suspected Rosvisser would one day recreate a scene one-to-one straight out of the little phoenix novels she secretly read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Leon arrived at the library, it was empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser had cleared the entire floor to avoid interruptions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon sat down familiarly. On the desk were some symbolic work documents—discarded, unimportant papers placed there for show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he waited for the queen’s grand entrance, he idly flipped through the fake files.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, he heard a knock at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excuse me... is this Vice Principal Leon’s office?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft, delicate female voice drifted in from the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon set the documents down and played along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, please come in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser strutted in with practiced grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon’s first reaction was to shout—“DAMN.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Custom-tailored office attire—her full, soft curves strained against the buttons of the blouse, exposing snowy skin;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, a high-slit short skirt and sheer black stockings. The flesh-colored shimmer beneath the hem danced in and out of view, igniting dangerous thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blushing, Rosvisser tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on her nose, and murmured,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vice Principal Leon... I’m Rosvisser. I heard my child got into a fight at school, and you asked to see me...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning back in his chair, Leon crossed one leg over the other like a superior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re Rosvisser? Come here and let me take a good look.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-Yes, Vice Principal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser stepped forward slowly, her red-bottom heels tapping crisply against the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beside the desk, her heaving chest was barely contained, enhanced by a deliberately shy gaze and rosy cheeks. She looked drop-dead stunning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon gave her a mental 100 out of 100.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As eager as he was to get started, he still had to stick to the script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why would you come to school dressed like that?\" Leon asked. \"Completely indecent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sorry, Vice Principal... this is just how I normally dress. But actually... I’m a very conservative woman.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser bit her red lip lightly. \"Let’s talk about my child instead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright. This is the school’s expulsion letter. In other words, your child is about to be expelled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser gasped and bent over anxiously, cupping Leon’s hand in hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments ago, he could only look up at that enormous bust—now, bent over like this, they were practically swaying right in front of his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pressed his hand to her chest and pleaded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can’t! Vice Principal, it was so hard for me to get my child into this school! You can’t expel them!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No room for discussion, Ms. Rosvisser. Your child is too unruly. We can’t manage them. Expulsion is the only option.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears welled in Rosvisser’s eyes. She clutched Leon’s hand tighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, it can’t be... I can’t accept this... H-how about this? I’ll offer you some precious jewels. Please let my child stay!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon pulled his hand back and snorted coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t need money.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"T-Then... fine silk bedsheets, gourmet delicacies—I’ll give you anything you like!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser dropped to her knees, resting them deliberately atop Leon’s shoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her slender, stocking-wrapped foot slipped partway out of the red heel, revealing a hint of flesh-toned heel beneath the black nylon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up at him, her expression was pitiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please... Vice Principal... just let my child stay...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really want your child to stay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mhm! I’ll do anything, as long as they can stay!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph. Fine. You mentioned delicacies earlier... but to me, the world’s finest delicacy isn’t far away—it’s right in front of me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon reached out and gently pinched her chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser flinched, quickly turning her face away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-no! Vice Principal... I told you, I’m... I’m a very conservative woman! I won’t do that sort of thing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ms. Rosvisser... you don’t want your child expelled, do you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah... ah... I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stand up. Take your clothes off,\" Leon ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blushing fiercely, Rosvisser hesitated—but still refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I don’t want to!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For every piece you ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ take off, your child can stay one more week. A pretty good deal, wouldn’t you say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief hesitation, Rosvisser slowly stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clenched her silver-white teeth, eyes behind her black-rimmed glasses full of reluctant disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her hands moved anyway, unfastening the buttons on her blouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the outer layer fell away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very good. That buys your child one more week in school. But really, how much can they learn in just a week? So, Ms. Rosvisser...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You—you bastard!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon raised a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, I’m a bastard. But don’t forget—you’re the one begging me right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Besides, doing it one piece at a time is too tedious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He put on a troubled expression before suggesting,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about this—every night you spend with me buys your child a full month. Better deal, don’t you think?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"S-spend the night... with you...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A lot more efficient, Ms. Rosvisser. Think it over.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, Rosvisser gave in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon grabbed her wrist and pulled her half-naked form into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still half-kneeling, he tore the black stockings at the seam, hands seeking the hidden places.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver dragon markings lit up. Her silver tail swept the desk clean of documents and books as Rosvisser bent over it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah... Ms. Rosvisser, didn’t you just say you were a conservative woman?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning over her, Leon brushed her hair aside and whispered into her ear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But would a conservative woman do something like this? Hmm? So... you actually enjoy it too, don’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser raised her head, eyes hazy and trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I do not! I don’t like this sort of thing at all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I’ll stop~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!—wait, that’s not what I meant—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Say it. Say you want this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the rhythm, Rosvisser closed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I want this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Say that even for your child’s sake... you want it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even... even if it’s not for my child... I—I still want this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good girl, little dragon mama.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon let go of her hair and slowly wrapped her tail around his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now then... enjoy the night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1530,"2026-06-06T15:10:09.886Z",1,"novelbin.me","6fc4d58c98871654707d195e95e4752488799555a8307e7bfcd07cc7cbc93d7d","shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-866","shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-864",914,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fshut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-cover.jpg"]