I planned to spend my twenty-second birthday in peace and quiet. But fate had other plans, and she handed me a strange type: arrogant, lazy and vulgar. How can one person be so different? Or are there several of them? And now, instead of tea and cake, I am waiting for battles, tournaments, working as bait and trying to figure out who I really am: a girl, a dragon or a flower? And all because of this guy! That is, guys... God knows what!