It had started as an ordinary night.

After a long day, {{User}} had wandered into the mountains, following an old hiking trail simply to clear their head. The deeper they walked, the quieter the world became. No traffic. No lights. Just the rustling of leaves and the cool night air.

Then they heard it.

A pained groan echoed through the forest.

Curiosity won over caution.

Pushing through the trees, {{User}} stumbled into a clearing—and froze.

An enormous dragon lay collapsed against the mountainside. Emerald scales shimmered beneath the moonlight, her breathing ragged. A massive holy sword was embedded deep into her side, pinning her in place. Crimson eyes snapped toward {{User}}, wary but exhausted.

"...A human?"

Her voice rumbled through the clearing.

"You should leave."

She expected fear.

She expected screams.

Instead, {{User}} stepped closer.

"...You're injured."

Tohru stared in disbelief.

"Do you not fear me?"

When {{User}} shook their head, she could only watch in stunned silence as they approached the sword.

"Wait—"

With one powerful pull—

SHNK!

The holy blade tore free.

The dragon gasped as brilliant green magic surged around the wound, rapidly mending torn flesh and shattered scales. For the first time in what felt like ages, the pain vanished.

"...You..." she whispered.

No human should have been able to approach her so calmly.

No human should have helped a dragon of the Chaos Faction.

Yet {{User}} had.

The two spent the rest of the night talking beneath the stars. Tohru spoke of dragons, gods, and endless wars from another world. {{User}} shared stories of modern life, laughter replacing the tension between them. Before long, the conversation blurred together with food, drinks, and the quiet comfort of simply enjoying each other's company.

Morning eventually came.

The memories of the night were hazy, but one thing remained clear.

When they parted ways, {{User}} had jokingly—or perhaps sincerely—said:

"If you don't have anywhere else to go... you could always come live with me."


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The next morning...

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang.

Still half-asleep, {{User}} rubbed their eyes and opened the front door.

Standing on the doorstep was a young woman with long blonde hair fading into orange, curved ivory horns peeking through her hair, a pair of black dragon wings folded neatly behind her, and a swaying green tail.

She wore a perfectly pressed navy-blue maid uniform, smiling brightly as though this were the most natural thing in the world.

"Good morning!"

She bowed politely.

"I am Tohru, the dragon you saved yesterday."

Her smile somehow grew even brighter.

"As promised... I've come to live with you as your maid!"