Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 40 He is Amaterasu ([-])

Akira Sakurai put down his pen, carefully closed the diary, and hid it under the pillow.

He has just polished up new characters for his novel.

Originally, there were countless thoughts in his mind that he wanted to express in his pen, but unfortunately there was not enough time.

He got up in a hurry, changed into the school worker's clothes, and walked out of the dormitory.

"Sakurai-kun! Here!" The female teacher, wearing a one-line skirt, waved at him.

Akira Sakurai quickly ran up to Teacher Nami, "Teacher, I'm here."

Nami pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Sakurai-kun, you are already a school worker now, you don't need to call me teacher, just call me Nami."

Akira Sakurai foolishly scratched his hair, nodded again and again, "Okay Nami-sensei."

Nami reluctantly handed the shovel in her hand to Akira Sakurai, clasped her hands together and said, "Then I will leave it to Sakurai-kun!"

Akira Sakurai took the shovel with great enthusiasm.

After explaining the task, Nami turned and left.

While digging the soil, Akira Sakurai quietly looked up at Nami's beautiful figure in a one-piece skirt twisting her waist.

He lowered his head suddenly.

Because Nami stopped and looked back at him: "Sakurai-kun, I made some plum rice, do you want it?"

Akira Sakurai raised his head, froze for a moment, then nodded quickly.

Nami smiled, turned and left.

Akira Sakurai continues to work as a school worker, but his mind is full of Nami.

The school is located in the mountains of Kobe, surrounded by thick stone walls, with barbed wire fences running across the stone walls.

There was once a daring child who was wrapped in insulating cloth and grabbed the barbed wire, successfully climbed over the wall and escaped from the campus, but then he got lost in the deep mountains and was thirsty and dehydrated when he was found by the rescue team.

This school is a "caring school".

The recipients of the care are children who have been rejected by other schools, such as Akira Sakurai, who have been judged to have "violent tendencies."

Every night before going to bed, the nuns would kiss the children's foreheads, and then strong guards would chain the iron gates.

Akira Sakurai knew the real reason why he was sent to Guan Ai School, it was because of his blood.

He comes from the mysterious Sakurai family, a family that has inherited dragon blood since ancient times. When he was five years old, his elders gave Sakurai Akira a blood test.

He was quickly taken away from his home and sent to a church school in the mountains, and the biggest benefactor of this school was his family. His parents never came to see him again. Instead, he was dressed in black clothes of one kind or another man.

Nami was his former teacher.

Akira Sakurai was very attracted to Nami when he was a student, and it is the same now.

Because Nami is the most beautiful woman he can see, but he is so far away from Nami, so far away that he can't reach him, the only thing he can do is to make trouble as much as possible, and let Nami scold him angrily.

Nami is a good teacher, sometimes she is so angry that she scolds Akira Sakurai for being stubborn, but after scolding, she will take Akira Sakurai to the teaching and research room, patiently speak words of encouragement to him in the light of the setting sun, and gently touch his cheeks. overhead.

After Sakurai Akira graduated from high school and became a janitor, Nami was also the first person among the staff to greet him.

She also brought a bento box for his first day at work, a lunch box of nicely steamed custard and plum rice.

Akira Sakurai has spent many years fantasizing about his love with Nami, but this love has always been carefully hidden in his heart, and he has never told others.

Because he knew that this was just his extravagant wish, others would laugh at him if he said it, and he didn't like being laughed at by others.

He can only stay as close as possible to the class Nami teaches at work. When she is in class, he stands outside the window and looks at Nami who is smiling like a flower on the podium.

Like a mole who hides in the dark and peeps at his beloved.

He knew that it was impossible for him and Nami, but this love was almost everything to him.

That's all you have, are you going to throw everything in the trash?

No matter how small the hope...that is hope.

Akira Sakurai is 22 years old this year. He graduated from high school and became a janitor.

After becoming a janitor, he had a single dormitory and walked out of those dormitories surrounded by iron fences.

I thought it was a sign that everything was going in a good direction, but security personnel still came to lock the iron gate every night.

The school said that it was because his "violent tendencies" were still not healed, and going out would cause trouble to the society, and he would not be able to enter the society normally until he was 40 years old.

40 years old.

It seems very far away, but also seems very close.

Akira Sakurai has been in this school for 18 years, and he will be able to leave here as long as he stays for another 18 years. He has already survived half of the most difficult days.

It???s just that he sometimes thinks, when he is 40 years old, what can he do after leaving school and joining the society?

At the age of 40, he has nothing to do and has never left the school in the mountains. He is an old man who has aged before he has time to grow up, and a widow without relatives.

How sad.

He sometimes lies in bed and fantasizes about his future, and he can't help but shed tears, hiding under the covers and weeping about his sad fate.

Akira Sakurai dug the hole, planted the saplings on the side, filled it with soil and watered it.

After finishing everything, he stood by and looked at his masterpiece.

This is a cherry blossom sapling. Although it is still very young, I think I can see it grow vigorously and bloom gorgeous cherry blossoms before I leave here.

Maybe... On that day, I can invite Nami?
This thought flashed through Sakurai's mind.

But he was quickly dismissed.

He stood there silent for a while, put the shovel on the corner of the wall, and walked wearily to his bedroom.

He plans to go back and continue writing his own novels, maybe when he is 40 years old, he can make a living from novels.

When he passed the gate of the dormitory building, he suddenly stopped and looked at the calendar on the wall.

Calculate the time...

In another five months, the group of law enforcement officers from the family will come again.

Every year on his birthday, a man in black would visit him as a patriarch.

They were wearing elegant black suits with gorgeous and hideous pictures of ghosts and gods drawn on the lining of the suits.

Akira Sakurai knew that these men were the so-called law enforcers. In this country, every mixed race was under the supervision of the law enforcers, and the law enforcers maintained the order of the mixed race society in the shadows.

Some law enforcement officers seem to be sloppy, and they will bring burnt confectionery and carp streamers to Akira Sakurai, while others are so majestic that people dare not look directly at them.

But in Akira Sakurai's eyes, there is no difference between them. When necessary, both kind and dignified law enforcement officers will ruthlessly execute dangerous targets like Akira Sakurai.

They all ask Sakurai Akira similar questions.

For example, will you suddenly become agitated and unable to control yourself?
Have you ever liked any female classmate?Do you want to possess her?
Do you feel like there are people around you that you hate?Do you want to kill him?

Every question like this is like a sharp scalpel. Akira Sakurai must be cut into thin slices and carefully observed with a microscope.

Cold and biting.

It's my birthday in five months.

Akira Sakurai walked back to the bedroom with heavy steps.

The moment he closed the bedroom door and turned around, Akira Sakurai was suddenly stunned.

A young man with dark brown hair who looked younger than him sat cross-legged in front of the desk.

He held a thick diary in his hand.

That's his diary!
One of his most precious secrets!

As if the last fig leaf had been torn off, emotions of shame and rage flooded into Akira Sakurai's brain. At this moment, a golden gleam appeared in his pupils, roaring like a beast and rushing towards the man in front of the desk, swearing Take back what is yours!

He could hear the sound of blood flowing in his body, and unprecedented power flowed in every corner of his body with the rush of blood.

At this moment, he was full of confidence, feeling that he could tear tigers and leopards apart!
But he suddenly froze in the middle of the journey, like a clockwork puppet, losing all power, and the scorching hot blood in his body suddenly cooled down.

The man holding the diary in front of the desk raised his head.

That pair of fierce and majestic dark golden eyes dispelled all his self-confidence with just one look, and turned him back into the ordinary Sakurai Akira again.

The man looked at him quietly without saying a word, but it gave Sakurai Akira the urge to worship him.

The suppression that originated from his blood made him limp, and he could no longer give birth to a heart of resistance.

He was suddenly terrified and confused.

If the law enforcement officers know about his posture just now, they will immediately mark his file with a red mark!
And red represents death!

He looked at the young man with begging eyes, begging him not to speak out.

He still doesn't want to die, he still longs for one day to be able to walk freely on the street, watching the people around him come and go, and the busy traffic in the distance.

And the young man lowered his head, continued to look at his memory, and did not respond to his begging.

The thick majesty that surrounded him before dissipated.

Akira Sakurai regained his freedom, but he didn't dare to move, and stood there awkwardly, like a student who made a mistake and waited for the teacher to criticize him.

Until the young man raised his head again, closed the diary, frowned, and gave him the final judgment with a serious and stern expression:

"Your novel is not very good!"

???Thank you Guichen Wuyou No. 2 brother for the 1500 point reward, thank you Huachang Qingyan brother for the 200 point reward, thank you for keeping a low profile, "." Brother 100 point reward

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(End of this chapter)