The Cannon-Fodder Dragon Is Still Fighting to Survive Today - Chapter 1

Fu Yuan knelt on one knee, his expression icy.

His hand, knuckles sharply defined, cradled my calf as he massaged it with just the right amount of pressure.

The system was still screeching like a groundhog inside my head.

【For an entire year, you made the crown prince of the dragon clan scrub your back, massage your feet, and wash your underwear?】

【You’re a vicious male side character! Where did you get the nerve?】

【Do you have any idea how the original story ends? The male lead tears off your scales with his own hands and chops you into so many pieces that no one could ever put you back together!】

Me?

It was bad enough that I wasn’t the protagonist. I was the villain too?

I jolted in terror and yanked my leg out of Fu Yuan’s grasp.

I used too much force, and my toes kicked him squarely in his stern, flawless face.

His head turned with the blow. His eyes darkened ominously, and his jaw tightened into a hard line.

“Shen Jiao, don’t push me too far.”

“I already told you. I am not getting your name tattooed there.”

I was busy arguing with the system about my role and answered without even looking up, my mind elsewhere.

“Fine, fine. If you don’t want to, forget it. I’ll find another dragon—”

The air froze.

“Another dragon?”

Fu Yuan raised his eyes and stared at me, his expression stormy. His voice was sheathed in ice.

“You plan to make some other dragon tattoo your name on his thigh?”

“Shen Jiao, am I dead to you?”

Only then did I look up.

Dark tides churned in his eyes, sending a chill down my spine.

Before I could speak, the system exploded in my head again.

【??? You forced the male lead to get a tattoo on his thigh?】

【He’s the crown prince of the dragon clan! You expect him to bare his legs for other people to see?】

【It’s over, it’s over. Look how furious he is—his face and neck are both red. Host, I don’t think you’ll live long enough to reach the ending. He’s going to chop you up first.】

I wanted to cry.

This was all because of yesterday’s kept-canary gathering.

My sworn rival, Jiang Ran, had hooked himself a fox-clan crown prince. He raised his wineglass at me and declared that his sugar daddy was hotter and more generous than mine.

Naturally, I refused to take that lying down. I climbed onto the table and started competing with him.

“Are your eyes smeared with shit? My man is rich and domineering. How is yours better than him in any way?”

Jiang Ran rolled his eyes.

“My gege has eight-pack abs and a stud’s waist. He can go all night without stopping.”

I looked toward the ceiling and sneered.

“Sorry, but mine lasts even longer. He can turn into a dragon and let me ride him through the sky too.”

Jiang Ran flushed with anger, then abruptly smiled.

He announced smugly, “My sugar daddy has my name tattooed on his ass!”

My competitive streak flared at once.

I raced home without even finishing my drink. The moment I walked through the door, I clung to Fu Yuan and demanded that he get my name tattooed in a spot of my choosing.

Fu Yuan refused without a second thought.

I assumed that if I threw the same old tantrum, he would eventually give in.

Who could have guessed that the system, missing for almost a year, would come online at that exact moment?

At the thought, I pressed it again inside my mind, still unwilling to believe it.

【Are you sure you didn’t make a mistake? How could I possibly be the vicious villain?】

【Fine, I’m greedy, lustful, and obsessed with one-upping people—but I’m clearly a good, law-abiding dragon…】