I, Noah Gray, am an orc explorer, and my life motto is "Go where you haven't been before, see what you haven't seen before."
Until I was chased by pirates, swept away by a storm, washed up on an island, and met a young man with silver hair and golden eyes.
He touched my ear and said "soft".
He doesn't know that humans don't eat moss, that crabs shouldn't wear bows, or that "private space" is.
He used the clumsiest way to please me, looked at me with the purest eyes, and used the most ancient power to plant a golden light spot in my body.
All right.
I admit, I failed.
To a young dragon who is more than a hundred years old, to a little thing who gave me the entire island as a betrothal gift.
The distance is nice, but right now——
I want to stay here.
