That Time My Anime Life Got Cursed by Outer Gods-Chapter 102 - 101: The White Dragon, Kanna Kamui

When Shiro Sakamaki discovered the white dragon, the white dragon also discovered him.

Aqua blue eyes narrowed, the air instantly filled with killing intent, and violent energy began to build in her throat. Before Shiro could even speak, a blast of thunder surged from her mouth.

A flicker of helplessness crossed Shiro's eyes—he hadn't expected the dragon to strike first without even attempting communication.

The dark wings behind him expanded dramatically, wrapping around his body and forming a black cocoon.

Once the thunderous breath faded, the cocoon slowly unraveled.

Kanna Kamui—the white dragon—stared in shock. Her eyes widened. Unharmed? He blocked her breath that easily?

Shiro exhaled calmly, flapped his wings, and vanished in an instant.

Kanna suddenly felt pressure atop her head. That same man... had landed on her? Rage flared.

Just as she was about to channel energy into her horns and retaliate—

Bang!

An immense force slammed her head into the ground.

"Hey, you could at least listen first."

BOOM!

A wave of destruction rippled out as her skull hit the earth, sending smoke and dust everywhere.

When it cleared, Kanna lay pinned. She tried to move but couldn't. Shiro's internal strength made his body overwhelming in power, holding her down with ease.

She whipped her tail with thunder-charged fury, aiming to knock him away.

"Go back."

Lightning surged within him, his body cloaked in a dark, domineering aura. With a single kick, he deflected the tail.

And then—

A shimmer appeared in Kanna's eyes. Mist built. Tears welled up and rolled down her cheeks.

Shiro blinked, stunned.

"...You're a dragon. You cry when you lose? Seriously?"

He scratched his head awkwardly. "Hey... you understand me, right?"

"I do," she mumbled.

Her voice shocked Shiro. It wasn't a rumble, but a small, childlike voice—delicate and clear.

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"I'll let you go now, but no more surprise attacks. Got it?"

The dragon blinked slowly. "Got it."

After confirming she meant it, Shiro leapt off her.

Kanna sat up, shaking her head. Though his blow didn't hurt much in raw damage, the impact left her dazed.

"So," Shiro sighed, "why attack me the moment we met? Couldn't we just talk?"

"Despicable humans," she growled. "I have nothing to say to your kind."

"You humans lie to dragons. You act friendly, then slay us once we let down our guard... and use our bodies to make weapons and armor."

Her voice trembled with anger and sorrow. Her wary eyes never left Shiro.

Shiro raised both hands. "Let's not generalize. Sure, there are some humans who... aren't great."

"But you saw earlier—I could've taken you out. If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't bother chatting."

Kanna hesitated. The image of her being flattened earlier replayed in her mind.

She nodded. He wasn't wrong.

A soft blue glow surrounded her. Her enormous dragon body began to shrink.

Moments later, standing in front of Shiro was a white-haired little girl, the tips of her hair fading into violet, with delicate horns poking through her head. She wore something resembling a traditional national outfit.

Paired with those familiar aqua blue eyes, thunder magic, and now a human form—

Shiro froze. Isn't this... Kanna Kamui?

The girl looked totally different now—innocent, expressionless, and oddly adorable. A stark contrast to the ferocious dragon from moments ago.

Shiro forced himself to act surprised. Gotta keep the act up.

"I didn't expect you to be a kid..."

He put on a face of exaggerated shock, silently patting himself on the back for the performance.

"You're strong," the little girl said flatly.

Shiro found her deadpan tone surprisingly amusing.

"Well, let's start fresh. I'm Shiro Sakamaki. What's your name?"

"Kanna... Kanna Kamui," she answered honestly this time.

"All right, Kanna... let's call you kid for now."

"So, kid—why'd you come to the human world?"

"You're not an adult yet, and with your current strength, it's really dangerous for you here."

He wasn't lying. With her mid-tier dragon strength, flying openly in human territory was like waving a "please hunt me" flag.

Dragons were treasure troves—stronger flesh, elemental resonance, and materials like horns and claws that humans coveted.

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