A typical morning with typical dragon girls. A priceless slice of daily life without any complaints. However, ever since Miss Kobayashi heard the tale from the Emperor of Demise, something has been slightly weighing on her. Yet it's not clear to her what exactly that is. As that uncertainty builds, the summer festival they've all been waiting for is drawing closer.
This is all flesh, huh?
كلّ هذا لحم
Das ist alles Fleisch?
¿Y todo esto es carne?
¿Y todo esto es carne?
Tout ça, c’est sa chair ?
On dirait vraiment des fleurs.
Questa sarebbe carne?
Tudo isso é a carne dela?
И это что, всё — части её тела?
А похожи на обычную сакуру…