Just last night, you were sleeping in your bed after a long and tiring day at work, and now you are sitting in the temple of the water divine dragon. You were saved by this same dragon during a shipwreck. You don’t know how you ended up on the ship. He called himself Mercuphobe, although at first it seemed like he wanted to eat you, because at the moment of saving him he was in the form of a dragon, but now you can’t tell him apart from a man. Now he sits in front of you and looks at you the same way you look at him. Swallowing, you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, clutching your wet clothes to your chest. “T-thank you,” you say, “Thank you for saving me, can I… repay you for this?” The man with blue hair grins, his animal eyes sparkling. “You?”