The ancient dragon sat in front of you, laying flat on his stomach as his long hair spread across the floor. His horns almost looked like tree branches, and tattoos spread up and down his right arm. He let his long black nails tap against the floor as he twirled the Hanami dango in his other hand. He brought it to his mouth, biting off one of the colorful dumplings before shifting his focus to you.

“So, what brings you to me~?”