Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola."

The girl was sitting at the computer desk, and the electronic screen emitted pale light, illuminating the girl's beautiful face, and her originally shiny hair was also covered with a layer of white frost.

Ritsuka's eyes were scanning at an extremely fast speed, while his mouth was mumbling something unintelligible. Beside her, Miss Ying stood quietly, collecting the information on the printer in front of her one by one, and then making final confirmations.

The two people cooperated seamlessly and worked almost at the same frequency. Anyone who occasionally came in to report on work would be shocked.

Because it is really far different from the Master Yuan that I saw in the office area in the past.

The man with the look of "I'm going to die suddenly" is gone, replaced by the emerging patriarch who has a frosty face but is extremely efficient.

The Sheqi family is going to change again?

Are good times coming?

Everyone came in and out with such doubts, causing quite a stir in the building, but Ritsuka in the office had no idea about it.

The mouse dragged the progress bar at an extremely fast speed. The girl's eyes kept flashing, but she said something.

"Remaining--"

"I've basically completed today's tasks, and it's very efficient. By the way, the head of the Minamoto family usually doesn't get off work until around ten o'clock in the evening." Miss Sakura put away the list in her hand and handed it to Kaguya to handle on her own. All parts were uploaded to the terminal of Sheqi Bajia. He looked at the clock that it was not lunch time yet and said smoothly.

"Perhaps Ritsuka surprisingly has the potential to be a leader, in the traditional sense."

"Yeah?"

Ritsuka raised her eyebrows, took her hands away from the computer keyboard, folded her hands on her chin, and said softly.

"If I become the head of the Sheqi Eight Families, then I will invest all the Sheqi Eight Families' funds into the Gundam development industry."

"It seems that the return of the head of the Yuan family cannot be delayed." Miss Ying replied immediately.

"That's right~~"

Ritsuka's serious look just now suddenly collapsed. While expressing strong agreement, he waved his hands and slid back along the office swivel chair, spinning several times with the chair. "Mo~~~Why isn't Boss Yuan awake~~~"

"If you are really that worried, why don't you go to the dormitory to greet me directly?" Miss Sakura advised.

"That's what I meant. If I don't send the pickled rice balls made by Eriri, it will be in trouble."

Ritsuka held her face up and her eyes rolled.

"What else is there to do today?"

"There's only one left." Miss Ying nodded and spoke slowly.

"That is -"

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door and their conversation was interrupted. Neither of them took it seriously until the person outside the door walked in——

"Haha, Mr. Lixiang, do you feel comfortable sitting in the position of the master of the house?"

The speaker was an old man. His black and white hair was neatly styled. He was wearing a rather old-style Japanese kimono. His sleeves were wide and covered his forearms, and the scabbard on his waist swayed slightly.

"Inuyama. Head of the family?"

Ritsuka asked hesitantly.

The reason why she had this reaction was not because of anything else, but because of the image of the man in front of her that was far different from the girl's impression.

The old man's old face already had some age spots and obvious wrinkles. Although the forearm muscles were still obvious, the skin was loose, with fine wrinkles, and the skin was dark brown.

If Inuyama Ga once gave people the impression of an old man with undead eyes, now he is an old man who has just reached retirement age, walked out of the bank with his pension, and walked around the community with a radiant face.

He lost his gangster temperament, but regained some of his youthful youthfulness.

This is

"What are you—"

"Hey! How do you know that I gave Angers the knife to kill Hilbert yesterday?"

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The words were interrupted, and Inuyama He showed surprise, but it only lasted for a second, and the old man smiled happily and said.

"Hey! Look at me, an old fool. Little friend Lixiang was on the mine cart yesterday, and I forgot about it, hahahahahaha." The old man smiled heartily. "Now that I'm dressed up, you don't think I'm too childish as an old man, do you?"

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Ritsuka blinked, even though it took her a second to react, and then coughed and cleared her throat.

"How could it be?" the girl asked seriously.

"It is human nature to feel happy after knowing something that is on your mind. A little excitement is inevitable. This can only show that the head of the Inuyama family is a temperamental person." The girl opened her eyes and lied, with a look on her face, "Isn't that good? " expression.

"Hahahahahaha——" Inuyama was overjoyed and nodded in praise.

"Ritsuka-kun still understands me."

"That's...it doesn't matter what our relationship is-"

"Look teacher, I'm telling you that Ritsuka will never lack a broad mind like you."

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Ritsuka's "good face" paused for a second, and then she quickly looked at the shadow behind Inuyama Ga.

There, another old man walked out slowly.

If the previous old man was proud of the spring breeze, then this old man is like the cold wind blowing on his face, like the fierce winter destroying the oak tree, and like the spear of death bramble breaking through the thick seven-fold ring of the blazing sky.

Angers' handsome face that could grace the cover of Time magazine steps out of the shadows and welcomes the light.

He glanced around with such indifference that he saw only the pale white snow, only the vast desolation, and the villains baring their teeth and claws in front of him, pretending to be powerful.

Immediately, he set his sights on his new acquaintance.

"Little friend Lixiang, I have a friend." Mr. Anger started his hand, which was a classic among classics.

"His recent disciples are somewhat unfilial. Just because my friend suddenly softened his heart, became kind-hearted, and let go of his sword, which gave the evil disciple a chance to take advantage of, he kept talking about this matter over and over again. Even Even at night, I have to go to my friend’s hotel and chant the chorus over and over again. If my friend hits back hard at this time, will it seem a little narrow-minded?”

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Ritsuka pursed her lips and rubbed her hands under the table, but her expression remained unchanged.

"How could it be?" the girl asked seriously.

"Once a teacher, he is always a father. If a disciple is unfilial, his child will be unfilial. Teaching and educating people is a teacher's instinct. A little excess is inevitable. This only shows that Principal Angers is a temperamental person." The girl's face showed " Isn’t that good?” expression.

"Hahahahahaha——" A smile finally appeared on Ange's face and he nodded repeatedly.

"Ritsuka-kun still understands me."

"That's right, it doesn't depend on our relationship."

Inuyama Ga:?

But at this moment, Angers had already reached the only reception chair in the office and was facing Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Let me talk about something specific. Little friend Lixiang, what does it feel like to be the master of the house and have power?"

Ange asked with great interest, and Ritsuka also showed a thoughtful expression after hearing the words, resting his face on his hands, and concluded hesitantly.

"Similar to Neil Armstrong, lonely, but happy."

"Hahahahaha, if those guys on the school board could make people feel as comfortable as you do, I wouldn't deliberately spend their money on one-day tickets to Disneyland and room rates in nearby hotels." Angers clapped his hands happily. road.

"If money is not spent, it loses its original meaning. If other people's money is used for your own consumption, it will give it a new meaning. I think it is an indispensable method to increase the global happiness index." Li Li Fragrance and color.

By the way, this person had already misappropriated public funds to pay for the repair costs of Disney's roller coaster while he was at work, and he also secretly added some money to the salary of his executive director.

She still owed money to the boss and the potato chip girl.

Angers, who didn't know this, applauded vigorously and had to ask himself how he found such a suitable young friend.

"What a pity. If I could have met you earlier -" the old man said halfway, but his words were stuck in the rifling, and his eyes flickered a few times. "I will definitely find a way to elevate you to the top spot in our secret party."

There was a slight pause in the old man's words. That's because what the old man actually wanted to say was that if he had met Ritsuka when he was young, and if the geniuses who stood with Meineke and the others at that time had Ritsuka With one person, the tragedy of that manor might not happen again.

But when he reacted, he realized how he could have such shallow thoughts.

Can the girl alone save that doomed tragedy?

Will there really be any changes?

Angers didn't know, but he didn't like thinking about it either.

The old man just brushed the topic lightly, and then said with a smile.

"By the way, I have business with you. Do you remember our last agreement? The next time we meet, it will be official."

There was no emotion on the old man's face, and it was impossible to guess what he wanted to say, so after hearing this, Tachibana thought for a while and finally made a decision.

"If we want to talk about serious business, it's actually not a good place to be here. After all, I'm just a half-baked head of the family, if that's what I want to say."

The girl gave a thumbs up and pointed in the direction of the city outside the glass behind her.

"I have a good place to go."

Angers raised his eyes and instantly understood the girl's intention. He nodded with a smile and stood up from the chair.

"Then let's set off."

And Inuyama Ga, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea nearby, also smiled happily when he saw this. He straightened his sleeves, propped up his knees with a dignified look and planned to get up, and followed -

"Ahe, sit down."

"oh."

He sat down.