Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

mixi, a group chat interface.

Group name: [Love each other as a family]

Number of people in the group:【5】

Turtle: [? 】

Turtle: [Where is this? 】

No. 1 on the Cowherd Rookie List: [Obviously, it was Fujimaru Ritsuka who set up the group chat and used Kaguya's authority. 】

Turtle: [Who are you?]

No. 1 on the Cowherd Rookie List: [.Brother, have you already dealt with paperwork to the point where your eyes have deteriorated? 】

Turtle: [Girl! Why would that idiot Ritsuka suddenly create a group for us? What's the name of this group? There are five people? The rest is——]

Eriyiのmixi: [picture.jpg]

Eriyiのmixi: [ @Elephant Turtle, brother, I can’t beat this picture. 】

Elephant Turtle: 【Hui Liyi? ! Are you also in this group? -】

In the next life, I will wear short skirts for female college students: [Who are you? 】

Turtle: 【.】

At that moment, a sudden chill swept through Yuan Zhisheng's heart.

The office curtains were closed, and there was only a little light, but he felt as if his heart had been dug out, frozen with liquid nitrogen, and put into a gift box with a bow and ribbon. It had a gorgeous and practical aesthetic.

The office's comfortable, aviation-grade chairs lost their softness and elasticity and became harsh and hard. Yuan Zhisheng was so restless that he stood up.

"Master?"

To his left, Yabuki Sakura, who was still working on documents with her head down, asked in confusion.

But Yuan Zhisheng had no room to respond at this moment, and a terrifying possibility began to sweep over his fragile soul and body, like a canoe swaying in a violent storm, weak, pitiful, and helpless.

His breathing began to quicken and he looked at the wooden door of the office in front of him, his heart pounding like a drum.

A voice told him again.

Don't open the door, childish.

Don't open the door.

He stared intently at the closed door, with mechanical repetitions of tones in his mind, and as if it was a precognitive dream, some noises gradually came from outside the door.

Minamoto's hearing is very good. As early as during the interview with Fujimaru Ritsuka, he said that Minamoto's hearing is so good that he can monitor the entire restaurant without missing any details while eating in a separate attic.

So he could probably tell that the noise coming from outside the door was footsteps.

It's the wrong person, it's the footsteps of a monster.

Cold sweat flowed from the man's forehead, dripping onto the ground and sputtering into petal-like patterns. At the same time,

The monster knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock, boss?"*3

The strange melody is repeated three times, which makes people wonder if this is some kind of tapping method with ulterior motives. Behind the door, Yabuki Sakura raised her eyebrows, relaxed her facial lines, and stood up from her seat——

"Wait, don't open the door, Sakura!" The man made a sharp voice and stopped him sternly.

"?"

Yabuki Sakura was confused and turned around with a confused expression.

However, Yuan Zhisheng did not give a detailed explanation. He just forced himself to speak with a grimace and beads of sweat falling from his face.

".Don't open it, the devil is outside the door."

"?"

Miss Sakura is puzzled because——

“Outside the door”

"It's obviously Ritsuka's voice."

The corridor outside the door shined light into the office, and Yuan Zhisheng stopped thinking.

*

At the same time, in the nursing home, the man with a gorgeous face was frowning and looking gloomy.

Next to the man, Sakurai Kogure was making tea. Her face had soft curves, which were different from those Ritsuka had seen before. Perhaps she was nourished by the peace she had never experienced before, and she always had a slight smile on her face.

When the girl saw Kazama Ruri's face wrinkled, she suddenly wondered.

"What happened?"

"It's okay, it seems like a troublesome guy is coming." Kazama Ruri glanced at Sakurai Kogure, and then explained nonchalantly.

It goes without saying that Fujimaru Ritsuka is on the way here at the moment.

My brother has probably been captured, since he is so stupid.

Kazama Ruri's mood was so dull that it didn't feel like her own brother had been kidnapped, but more like a friend who was playing a horror room and was dragged to jail by an NPC. It didn't matter if he stood out.

But a father?

Kazama Ruri looked at the names in the group, especially the female college student and Eri Yi's mixi, who stayed for a while.

He flipped through the location coordinates Fujimaru Ritsuka sent him a few days ago on his phone and made up his mind.

"Xiaomu, help me take a video."

Sakurai Kogure: "?"

A few minutes later--

No. 1 on the Cowherd Rookie List: [Video.avi]

Turtle: [? 】

In the next life, I will wear a short skirt for female college students: [? 】

Master Yue opened the video on the phone screen and found a gorgeous-looking person sitting on a white bed. The bed was very neat and the walls were white. For some reason, he always felt that the layout of the room was shockingly clean and the bed looked like something from a hospital. shape.

The person in front of the camera didn't do anything, just smiled at the camera.

He just used that face that was so beautiful that Master Yue could not tell the difference between male and female, showing a decent smile and waving his hands to the camera, as if to tell the people watching this video that he was in the hospital.

Then he hooked his palm upwards with his fingers.

"Hey, hey, hey." He made a sound like coaxing a puppy.

Master Yue saw it unclearly, but a response immediately appeared in the group chat box.

Guda: [I'm in a nursing home, where are you hiding? Source girl! 】

[I saw you posted the video. You are in a nursing home. Where did you go? 】

Number one on the Cowherd newcomer list: [Haha. 】

Master Yue could almost feel the man's cold but joyful laughter through the screen.

Guda: [laughing? 】

No. 1 on the Cowherd Newcomer List: [Nothing else, the treatment in the sanatorium is good, the doctor is very professional, I am in a good mood recently, I just want to smile. 】

Guda: [That’s good, I thought you forgot that your brother is still in my hands. 】

No. 1 on the Cowherd Rookie List: [.]

[Let go of my brother. 】

Guda: [There is a proverb in the Mesopotamian plains--behave with deeds and keep faith without words. People who take the lead in doing things can win people's trust even though they don't speak. Why doesn't Mr. Kazama take action and then give orders to others? 】

Number one on the Cowherd newcomer list: [.I'll be there soon. 】

The chat history of the group chat ends here, and Master Yue closes the page, and what is reflected on the black screen is the confused face of the old man.

The scorching sun in the afternoon was like a huge fireball burning wantonly. The golden light illuminated the office buildings in Tokyo, forming a handful of glaring high piles that pierced the earth and plunged the entire city into unbearable heat. among.

The ramen industry is having a hard time in this weather, because it’s too hot and no one wants to have a bowl of noodles that burns their esophagus.

As a practitioner, Master Yue fully recognizes this.

The wooden ramen van is parked on the roadside at 1-6-1 Nishiwaseda, Shinjuku-ku, Tokyo, in front of Waseda University.

There was no other way. Master Yue went to Disneyland to do business for a while. Instead of waiting for the elementary school girl to heal his eyes, he waited for a close fight with a strange man on a mine cart. It can be said that he had no interest at all.

In addition, the staff there took note of themselves and Inuyama Ga, the two unlucky guys, and asked Angers where the old boss had gone and why he didn't come to play with you.

Play?

play ball!

After that, Master Yue felt that Disney was not compatible with him, so he planned to return to his own journey of exploration as a female college student.

There are not many universities in Japan and Tokyo University that can stand shoulder to shoulder. In terms of overseas reputation, Waseda can compete! Moreover, Waseda is located in Shinjuku District, which is the territory of that old boy Inuyama Ga. With someone covering his head, Master Yue is not afraid of being chased away by the city management employees.

But then again, how many female college students can go in and out of the school in the afternoon?

Master Yue had nothing to do and had nothing to do but lie on his ramen table. On such a hot day, he had no intention of watching the screen recording of his big car model. He just had nothing to do and scrolled through his mobile phone.

When he found out that he was pulled into the group chat, Master Yue was convinced that no one in the group was more confused than him.

a lovely family?

No, who are you?

Don’t you know, old man, I, Tiansha Lone Star, have no family?

But Ritsuka is also in the group

Master Yue wiped his nose, and the expression on his face suddenly softened and even "melted" down.

"Hehe. Ritsuka, Ritsuka-chan is my daughter."

The old man suddenly became nervous, holding his mobile phone with a cheerful face.

While the old man was enjoying himself, someone suddenly opened the curtain of the ramen stall.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka, you... haven't arrived yet." The person who opened the ramen curtain has a face as charming and beautiful as a flower, as if he is a witch in the mist. He is a little too beautiful, and the sunlight shining on him is moving. The golden red color seems to be covered with golden red brocade.

Oh, I saw that guy in the video just now.

After the man opened the curtain with his plain hands, he scanned around for a while. After finding that there were no other guests, he fixed his gaze on Master Yue and narrowed his eyes slightly.

What are you looking at?

Master Yue really wanted to say this, but for some reason, he looked at this boy like the Yuan Zhisheng he met some time ago, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and guilt.

At that time, Minamoto Chisei was still able to be strong-willed because of his stance, but now that he sees this person whom Ritsuka calls "Minamoto Chisei", Master Yue can't stand up straight.

It was clear that the opponent was approaching with great force, but Master Yue spoke cautiously, almost for the first time.

"Guest, do you want something to eat?"

"Warm up two bowls of wine and ask for a plate of edamame." The guest spoke, his voice was a bit like those singers singing in Kabukicho, gentle and sweet, Master Yue's experienced ears trembled, and he felt inexplicably weird. The feeling is even stronger.

Kazama Liuli didn't care, she sat down naturally and started playing with her mobile phone.

Master Yue turned around to pour the wine, and the water flowed like a gush, making a thin sound. But as I walked backwards, I always felt that the air was a little dull, so I couldn't help but plan to say something.

"Um, guest, you have a great capacity for drinking. Can you try two bowls per person?"

"." Fengjian Liuli stopped playing with her mobile phone and raised her eyes to look at Master Yue. This look made Master Yue's heart tremble again. Those eyes were extremely clear, like two deep pools. Although they were transparent, they were too deep. It's scary to see.

"This is not for me to drink alone." Kazama Ruri finally explained. "When my brother comes later, he and I will share the drink."

Fengjian Liuli explained in a soft voice. Seeing that the other party's attitude towards her was okay, Master Yue felt relieved for some reason. He breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly thought -

Source young girl?

Yuan Zhisheng?

He carefully looked at the person in front of him, and he could indeed feel the strong energy and blood from the other person. He was an extremely powerful hybrid, as good a descendant as the head of the Yuan family he met that day, or even better than that.

This made him more certain of his thoughts——

"Your brother's name is Yuan Zhisheng?" Master Yue said with a strange expression.

"Huh?" Kazama Liuli raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes in surprise. "You have already recognized your brother?"

Recognize each other? Don’t you know each other?

Master Yue didn't understand the meaning of these words for a while, so he nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, because of some misunderstandings and a little interaction, I may not have a good impression on your brother. The boy will come over soon, right? Then I will apologize properly." Master Yue didn't know why. He said in a rushed tone.

"?"

Ruri Kazama was even more confused. He thought about it carefully and tried to recall the message Fujimaru Ritsuka sent him. It did not mention the situation in the amusement park in too much detail.

But Kazama Ruri, as the intellectual leader of the imperial-level hybrid, couldn't help but start thinking.

Then

When Kazama Liuli looked up again, Master Yue was startled again.

Because just now the boy saw himself as frighteningly calm, but now he sees himself as compassionate and gentle.

? ?

Not only that, the boy also has one more action.

Kazama Ruri straightened up slightly and pushed back the two bowls of wine that Master Yue Yue had placed in front of him.

"Guest, are you not satisfied with the wine?" Master Yue said hesitantly. He didn't know why he was so weak. Master Mingming Yue has been a ramen chef for decades, but he has never been so down to a customer.

"No." The guest said softly, his tone was very gentle.

"This is for you, both bowls. You need wine more than me and my brother."

? ? ?

Master Yue didn't understand at all, but instinctively felt that the child in front of him would not lie to him.

Master Yue unconsciously picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp, and Fengjian Liuli couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

"You're very good at drinking."

"Ahahaha, it's just a bad habit left over from my youth."

Master Yue said embarrassedly, while Fengjian Liuli nodded without any flaws and continued chatting with Master Yue with a smile.

He raised his chest and leaned forward slightly, as if listening to other people's words, which was a shallow psychological suggestion.

He was originally the best cowherd in Kabukicho, and Ruri Kazama was his nickname. The user name of Mixi was not randomly chosen, but a privilege earned by a man who had truly conquered the entire Japanese cowherd world.

Even though he didn't use the sweet words he had learned in his career as a cowherd, and just chatted about family matters with Master Yue, he was still so approachable.

"have you eaten yet?"

"After eating, we who operate ramen carts usually have lunch earlier than normal people."

"It's to avoid missing out when customers come to order during peak periods, right? Thank you for your hard work. I actually don't eat ramen very much on weekdays. Is there any way to do this?" The boy asked naturally as he flipped through the thin menu.

"Hey, it's not that particular. Some people would say to drink the soup first, then the noodles, and finally the side dishes. But in fact, as long as the guests are happy with their meal, it's fine." Master Yue's tense body relaxed and he saw the guests. He is good at chatting, and he has become more natural and speaks more fluently.

"The taste of my store is actually not that good. I hope customers won't dislike it."

"I'm not picky about food."

"Hahahahaha, that's a good thing. Many young people nowadays can't eat ramen because it's too salty and oily."

"It won't be a problem to have an occasional meal."

"Yes, right! I see that your face and figure are in such good shape, my guest, so I can't be wrong."

"General, your body looks very strong. You must exercise on weekdays."

"No way, pushing and pulling the noodle cart is all exercise."

"Is that so? That's talent. Speaking of which, do you have boiled water? Let's get a bottle or two."

"Yes, yes, I'll help you get it. Hehe, it's really hot today. You need to drink some water."

"Yeah, it's hot. Oh, by the way, I'm your son."

"Yeah, I was sweating just sitting here quietly, you tell me this."

Master Yue turned around.

"What did you say?"

It was a series of meaningless family chats. It had a sense of deja vu as an old father who couldn't speak met his gentle and kind son at the dinner table for an awkward chat, but it suddenly turned into a thriller at the last moment.

No warning.

Master Yue's face kept the old man's kind smile, but the hand holding the mineral water was fixed in mid-air.

Kazama Ruri held her face with her hands and didn't react at all.

"Huh? Didn't you hear clearly? I am your son." Kazama Liuli blinked calmly. "I thought it would be troublesome to explain it after a while. It's not a particularly important thing anyway, so I just said it casually."

Master Yue took a breath of cold air, and then——

"Is it important?! It's super important! What are you talking about! Don't say this in the same tone as "Ah, I accidentally slipped in"! Why don't you say what you have been doing since just now Ah, it’s so shocking all of a sudden! Why are you lying so randomly! Old man, I’ve never been scared before!”

Master Yue suddenly exploded, his whole body turned red and warm, and he said with a horrified look on his face.

Kazama Ruri nodded, as if "I understand", nodded apologetically, and then said——

"Speaking of which, besides me, you have a daughter and a son."

"????"

"Of course I'm not talking about Fujimaru Ritsuka. Speaking of which, I think you should be vaguely aware of it, right? Although blood connections are often considered to be pseudoscience, but for hybrids, pure dragon blood It's completely normal for two people to be attracted to each other." Kazama Liuli stretched out her hand and spread her fingers in front of Master Yue.

Only then did Master Yue notice that the other party had scratched the skin of his fingertips with his own nails, and a drop of blood was seeping out at this moment.

As for the ramen master, what he felt in that drop of blood was the sharp roar of the White King's blood in his body, and what followed.

The coldness and fear coming from the heart.

"you!--"

"Ah, don't rush to explode. The real owner hasn't come yet. He's here." The mystery of Kazama Liuli who had been looking at her phone since just now was solved.

He was waiting for a call.

All, all, all, all~

Click.

[Where are you, Kazama Ruri! I just got off the Ferrari and arrived at Waseda Street. Where are you! 】

The girl's pretentious voice sounded, not only on the other end of the phone, but also in front of Master Yue——

Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick Kick

Master Yue found that his teeth began to chatter uncontrollably.

don't want

wait.

Wow.

The curtain was opened, and a familiar girl grabbed a familiar man in a black trench coat with a stern face in one hand, and a beautiful girl she didn't recognize with the other hand, and stepped into the ramen van.

And it happened that at this time, Kazama Liuli spoke.

"As you can see." Fengjian Liuli and Master Yue looked at each other.

"He and I are your sons." Kazama Liuli pointed his thumb to himself, and then pointed his index finger to the little sister with long dark red hair, saying very naturally.

"She is your daughter."

"This this--"

"After all, this is not a particularly difficult puzzle to guess, right?" Fengjian Liuli's voice was vague and uncertain, as if coming from the other side of the world.

It's talking about the other side of Naihe River.

"Why don't you ask yourself a few questions."

"Why can an emperor still appear in this family after you left the Sheqi family?"

"Why can my brother look directly at the pressure of you as a direct line of the White King at the amusement park?"

"Why are you so subconsciously afraid and cautious of us?"

"There is only one answer."

The misty voice gradually became clearer, because Po Meng saw that someone was unwilling to cross the bridge and looked at Naihe River in a daze, so she walked over with the soup.

Po Meng showed her dim yellow teeth, and at the same time she grinned, her joy and madness reached the highest point.

"That is, we are the world's first test-tube baby created with the royal blood gene!!!" Kazama Ruri's face was flushed and excited for some reason, and she said sonorously.

"."

At that moment, something went flat.

Master Yue looked at the familiar young man, his skeletal muscles trembling.

——[Kid, get away from Ritsuka-chan! 】

——[On one side is a delicate and good girl who often comes to my business, and on the other side is a gangster like you who has nothing to do with me. Old man, I see who should I help? 】

——[Nonsense, boy, you can’t understand human language, right? Did your father teach you? ! 】

The source of the contradiction, the chill in the heart, the source of palpitations seems to be gradually becoming clear.

The blurry freeze-frame photo gradually revealed a corner of the dark water, so hideous and abominable.

The man suddenly seemed to have received a two-way foil blow, moving from three-dimensional to flat, and then placed on the initial layer of Photoshop, changing from colorful colors to pure white and black, with the devil's roar echoing in his ears.

The facial muscles and shadows began to distort in the way that the animation played frame by frame. The originally slender facial lines gradually began to become thick and complex, violent and frantic, from a simple style to a crazy and indescribable darkness.

——[I don’t have a father. 】

The ramen chef opened his mouth.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

*

Fujimaru Ritsuka did not hear the story after that.

The entrustment is another matter, but generally speaking, she has no interest in intervening in other people's family affairs. This does not fit in with her character of a considerate, considerate, kind-hearted and good young man.

The conversation lasted for a day, and when Minamoto returned to Genji Heavy Industries with Erika, Ritsuka could not get a response even if she went up to ask. There was only the cold look in the man's eyes, as if he was still worried about being forced to attack his father. But he couldn't let go, his eyes were flashing with daggers, maybe he was brewing a plan for revenge.

Terrible.

Asking the origin of a young girl?

This man answered seriously, but he really had no real feelings for his "father" and seemed quite calm. He was so cheerful that he seemed to feel genuine pleasure at the old man's timid appearance.

Apart from this, he paid more attention to Eriki, and there was some inexplicable sense of confrontation in his tone.

No. How much do you like Boss Yuan?

Finally, ask Eri Yi?

Eriyi's Chinese language performance can only be described as tragic.

It would be too cruel to ask her to summarize what happened.

But having said that, Fujimaru Ritsuka could actually guess the general situation.

The silent ramen cart hesitated to speak, afraid of the poor and helpless ramen chef.

A brother who quietly drinks noodles and occasionally talks to his sister.

He was talking and laughing, but he stayed out of it. Under the mask was his younger brother who was full of joy.

The young sister only knew that she had to go out today, but her thoughts were entirely on eating ramen and playing games.

Just to sum it up, it is an extremely ordinary family.

After all, the relationship between fathers and children is mostly silent, feeling and groping for each other's feelings in silence. Even if they sit down and have a good talk, most of the time they won't get what they want. respond.

However, Master Yue is a fool, and so are most of his children.

There is no deep hatred, no unforgettable feelings, just a group of love-starved idiots trying to warm each other up but not daring to take a step forward, so they can only pretend to play house with masks.

They are just a family.

Just an ordinary home.

And just as the girl felt satisfied that she had done another good deed, a huge conspiracy against her gradually enveloped her.

Tokyo time, July.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, Director of the Japan Executive Bureau received a mission notice——

[Commissioner Fujimaru Ritsuka, you have a new task, please check it carefully. 】

[Task name "No. 0 Viaduct\