A kiss by the sea carries its own unique charm.

The slightly salty, cool breeze brushed against their cheeks, carrying a hint of chill, forming a sharp contrast with the heat of their lips.

Her body was so soft, soft enough that once held, one wouldn’t want to let go.

The beauty clung to those burly arms, her chest and abdomen pressed tightly against his perfectly honed and muscular physique. Her slender waist, so delicate it could be circled with one hand, melted into his embrace, accentuating its sensuous curves like a seductive serpent under his broad palms.

Leon’s fingers ran through her hair, as his fingertips savoring the fragrance unique to her locks.

He gently cradled Roswitha’s neck, ensuring their lips were as closely sealed as possible.

Of course, considering their daughters were present, this degree of intimacy was already pushing the limits.

Though he could feel Roswitha repeatedly trying to deepen the kiss, every time her warm tongue tip tentatively reached out, Leon would tenderly yet firmly refuse her advances.

So unrestrained. You Silly dragon.

The kiss didn’t last too long.

Public PDA requires finesse—it's not about quantity, but quality.

Holding hands, playful teasing, sweet nothings—all of these pale in comparison to the sincerity of a single kiss.

With this lingering kiss, the couple was satisfied, and Muen finally understood what Anna had meant before when she said, “kids shouldn’t see this.”

Even Noa’s worries were somewhat eased, allowing her anxious little heart to calm down a bit.

At the same time, her inner fangirl was thoroughly indulged.

She had already decided what the title of her next personal essay would be:

**“The Couple I Ship Turns Out to Be My Parents.”**

Sitting on the beach chairs, the little dragon daughters relished the warmth of the recent scene.

They only snapped out of their reverie when their parents walked over.

"Noa, Muen, let’s go back. The temperature’s dropped, and staying out here might cause a cold," Roswitha said while scooping up Aurora in her arms.

Leon also picked up Noa and Muen, holding them on either side.

Recently, he hesitated to hold his youngest daughter.

Though her uppercut lacked force, it consistently struck with uncanny precision.

Leon suspected Aurora might have a divine "boxing constitution" of some sort. After all, it seemed improbable that a baby less than half a month old could instill fear in a Dragon Slayer veteran of over a decade.

He even found his theory quite convincing.

Noa was a genius prodigy and an unparalleled intellectual competitor.

Muen was immensely gifted and possessed a dual awakening.

So wasn’t it entirely reasonable to consider Aurora blessed with a divine "Prodigious (and Paternal-Pummeling) Boxing Physique"?

Perhaps, he'd need to pay more attention to her skills in physical combat. She could be destined for greatness.

"Dad," Muen tugged at his shirt, initiating the conversation.

"Hm? What is it?"

Muen pursed her lips, looking up at her father, then casting a quick glance at her sister resting on his other arm.

Noa gave an almost imperceptible nod, prompting Muen to continue.

"What does a kiss feel like?"

Her tone was deadly serious, her wide eyes brimming with curiosity.

The question caught Leon completely off guard, causing him to pause mid-step.

Looking at his daughter's earnest expression, it felt as though, the moment he explained what kissing felt like, she'd be off to find something to experiment on.

For both the Dragon Clan and humans, educating young children on knowledge and magic was a priority.

However, two types of lessons were often neglected:

Death education and sex education.

Both topics were often dismissed as being too distant from young children. But as a result, when the time came for them to face these subjects, they were left scrambling.

Worse yet, kids who weren't guided on proper sex education often ended up being misled by dubious sources and could veer down the wrong path during their rebellious teenage years.

How many children had suffered severe consequences simply because of innocent curiosity?

This was why Leon believed it was essential to provide his daughters with appropriate guidance.

After some thought, he came up with an analogy suitable for kids,

"It’s like… sucking on jelly."

"Sucking on jelly?"

"Yeah. If you're curious, Daddy will buy you a bag of jelly later. Eat it all, and you'll understand what a kiss feels like."

Proper guidance should always be gradual. There was no need for Leon to overload Muen with in-depth knowledge on the subject at her current age.

Give just enough to satisfy curiosity, use vivid imagery, and leave it at that.

Even if Muen decided to explore on her own, she'd only be experimenting with jelly, which posed no harm to her body or mind.

Muen's eyes lit up as her tail and the cowlick on her head perked up, "Yay! Jelly time!"

Off to the side, Noa silently facepalmed.

*Sis, you’re way too gullible!!*

*Didn't you realize Dad totally dodged your question?!*

*With just a single bag of jelly, he completely distracted you from your curiosity!*

"Noa," Leon called.

"Huh? Oh, yes, Dad?"

"Would you like a bag of jelly too?"

"Uh… sure."

Ah well, her curiosity could wait.

It wasn’t about kisses being a big deal… it was just that jelly had a better cost-effectiveness ratio!

The Melkevi family’s dragon ladies, big and small, were the epitome of adaptability.

Meanwhile, Roswitha, holding Aurora in her arms, smiled faintly while listening to Leon entertain their daughters.

She felt that although the world was full of deceit and pretense, there were two things she could always trust:

1. General Leon’s dragon-slaying efficiency.

2. Daddy Leon’s parenting prowess.

Take Muen’s sudden question about kissing for example.

If it had been up to her, she might’ve fumbled awkwardly before giving a rigid explanation.

But Leon managed to transition smoothly to the jelly analogy, creating a simple yet apt metaphor for Muen to understand.

Honestly, where else could she find such a perfect, all-rounder husband?

*You keep pretending to be my husband, Casmodeus... you’re not going anywhere.*

Before heading back to the hotel, Leon bought two bags of jelly for Noa and Muen.

The two little dragon girls happily held their treats as they returned to their room.

They initially planned to bring Aurora along, but their father suggested she spend the night with him and their mother.

Noa and Muen didn’t object.

However, when Dad mentioned this plan, they both sensed a faint aura of resentment emanating from their mom...

Ah, well, grown-ups and their drama weren’t something they needed to overthink.

Back in their room, Muen couldn’t wait to tear open the jelly packaging. She pulled one out, carefully pressing her soft little lips against its surface.

Cool and soft, with a slight sweetness and a hint of strawberry flavor.

"So… this is what a kiss feels like? It doesn’t seem all that special. Mmm!"

With that, Muen chomped down on the jelly, then grabbed another one.

She touched it with her lips again and promptly devoured it.

In no time at all, she had polished off the entire bag of jelly.

Noa, on the other hand, only ate one piece. She handed the rest of her jelly to Muen.

"Here, you can have these."

"Thanks, Sis!"

Noa’s jelly was grape-flavored—also delicious.

After finishing both bags, little Muen sprawled out on the bed in the shape of a star, blankly staring at the ceiling, and let out a satisfied burp.

"Feeling anything?" Noa asked.

Muen thought for a moment before replying,

"Emmmm… it’s sweet, soft, slippery in the mouth, and pretty nice. But… my tummy feels a little bloated. Did it get bigger?"

Noa poked Muen’s little belly with her tail.

"Yeah, a little bloated."

Muen mulled over this, suddenly sat up, and seriously declared, "Sis, do you think if kissing makes your tummy bigger, it’s because you have a baby in there?"

Noa blinked.

"What… do you mean? You’re saying a baby comes from a kiss?"

Muen nodded energetically and convincingly laid out her logic.

"Mhm, mhm, mhm! See, when Mom and Dad were on their date in Sky City, they kissed, and not long after, Mom was pregnant! So I think I’m right. Kissing leads to babies!"

This challenged even the Involuted King’s knowledge base.

Of all the topics Noa had studied so rigorously, 'childbirth' wasn’t one of them.

"If kissing leads to babies…" Noa rubbed her chin thoughtfully. Bits of Muen's theory seemed to check out.

"Sis, Muen wants… Muen wants another little sister!"

The little dragon scooted closer to her sister, her eyes sparkling with excitement and even her cowlick pleading.

"Let’s figure out how to get Mom and Dad to kiss more, okay?"

Another sister, huh…

If their family added one more member, would their parents be even less likely to let this home fall apart?

Noa hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, let’s make Mom and Dad kiss more!"

"Awesome! Operation Kiss Ambush is a go!"