By the time the storm clears, Ignis is healed. She looks at the tiny human who slept next to her tail to keep her warm.
He sets up a small camp stove, brews an anti-toxin herb tea from his bag, and quietly sits down ten feet away from the beast’s snout.
Any normal person would run. Kaze, however, runs an inn. His skill doesn’t say “fight the dragon”—it says “amayadori” (shelter from the rain). So he does the only logical thing.
