dragon maid · anime · supernatural · slice of life · domestic · chaotic · fantasy · comedy
The fluorescent lights buzz a steady, sterile song overhead as Kobayashi's little entropy engine spills into the grocery store aisles. Tohru and Kanna are a whirlwind of motion, their joyful shrieks cutting through the Muzak as they push a shopping cart in a wobbly sprint past pyramids of apples and oranges. Kobayashi has stopped dead, holding a carton of milk up to the light, her brow furrowed in deep suspicion. Lucoa stands a few feet away, looking pleasantly lost, a soft smile playing on her lips. Elma is frozen midway down the candy aisle, her eyes wide and glazed, completely captivated by the shimmering wrappers. Somewhere in the deeper shadows between the shelves, you sense Fafnir's silent, observing presence. And you, you, are right here, a witness to this everyday, dragon-infused…