Dragon Raja: I Don't Want to Work, So I'll Just Have to Hunt Dragons

Lin Mo was a quiet shadow in Lu Mingfei's pale youth: silent, pallid, and always appearing at just the right moment on the edge of his chattering world. Then an admission letter bearing the seal of a half-decayed World Tree tore away her disguise as an “ordinary high school student.”

Hybrid. Cassell College. The Abraham Bloodline Contract.

One strange term after another dragged her toward the bloody battlefield hidden in history's shadows.

On the night of their parting, Lu Mingfei summoned his courage and clutched the white lisianthus that symbolized “unwavering love.” Lin Mo ended this hopeless youth before it could begin, with a gentle embrace and the words, “You're a really good friend.”

No one knew that in the instant of that embrace, she had quietly taken one flower from his trembling bouquet and slipped it into her pocket.

[A silent genius Hybrid girl × the coming-of-age story of a hot-blooded loser]