Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

After successfully persuading Natsuya, and drawing Kazama Ruri and Eriri into his new Chaldean organization, the prototype of the operation has gradually been completed, and Ritsuka is still satisfied with the current situation.

The originally bad situation is gradually stabilizing, and it depends on what Principal Angers can gain next.

Speaking of which, what will happen between Principal Angers and Xia Mi in the future?

It's not like she hasn't thought about such troublesome things.

After all, he has seen too many such things in Chaldea, okay?

Kill ghosts and ghosts.

The murderer and the victim.

Even natural enemy species.

In the worst case, even extreme examples such as Boudicca and Nero, Shuten Doji and Minamoto no Yorimitsu exist. Even so, with Li Xiang's face, they lived peacefully in this small place in Chaldea.

However, there is one thing to say, after all, Ritsuka is just an ordinary Master, and he has no qualifications or ability to interfere in other people's grudges. So even in her previous life, she only provided a platform for both parties to resolve conflicts, and tried to make both parties comfortable so that the negotiation was not so explosive.

Although Angers and Xia Mi had no direct grudges, the old man did intend to kill all the pure-blood dragons in the world. Even after knowing that a large part of the conflict between humans and dragons stemmed from Odin's promotion. , maybe this idea will not be changed so easily.

If Ange knew that he was cooperating with the Dragon King, how would he react?

Um.

Probably not too impatient.

I repeat again and again, Ritsuka is very good at reading people.

So she knew that there were flaws deep in the old man's soul that even he himself was probably unaware of.

This flaw allowed him to wander the world for hundreds of years as a vengeful god of death, slaughtering countless dragons, and using his originally weak hybrid body to gradually grow into an existence that can now threaten the Dragon King.

But it is also this flaw that prevents Angers from ever reaching the ending he wants.

What to do? Ritsuka, who already considers herself Angers friend, is quite troubled.

It’s not about how to do it, but whether to do it or not.

after all

Good medicine tastes bitter.

But that’s all for the future. At this point in time, what Ritsuka is considering is——

*

"Oh oh oh, Mingfei, isn't it possible to do this if you want to!"

In the student union room, Ritsuka closed the makeup box in shock.

With a snap, the girl couldn't help clapping her hands after neatly closing the unused cosmetics she bought, her face was shocked.

The sofa in the student union room has a palm-colored leather cover with a cotton core. The exterior looks like the color of bread with a lot of butter fried in a pan for dozens of seconds, making it moist and oily.

The boy sitting on the sofa happened to be fiddling with his oily head.

"Wu forehead goose goose"

The boy's name is Lu Mingfei. He is fifteen or sixteen years old and is in the final stage of recovery from the second grade of childhood illness. Just like the period of nasal congestion and loss of taste that can occur when you have the flu, the terminal symptom of the second grade of secondary school is called "thinking you are mature." He has finally gotten rid of the second disease, but in fact he is just a thin-skinned person who cannot let go of his shame."

Boys at this age will have common phenomena such as "preferring dark-colored clothes", "hating patterned clothes" and "resisting to dress themselves up, especially resisting being seen by others that they are dressing up carefully".

It is necessary to create an atmosphere of "I am very relaxed, so I don't work hard". Not only the appearance, but also the way of learning will be more obvious and prominent. This is why nouns such as "student bitch" appeared frequently in high school. Reasons for the apparent increase.

Lu Mingfei is also in this period.

So he is very ashamed of what he looks like now.

Creating a sexy look requires three steps, as simple and straightforward as the three elements of a helium-neon laser.

Apply hair wax.

Find a professional Tony teacher.

Then throw away the shame.

Lu Mingfei was wearing a clean white shirt. Under the collar that was loosened after taking off his tie, there was a faintly visible collarbone. There were no prickly heat or wrinkles on the collarbone, only the vague outline of his chest muscles.

The black broken hair showed some layering, and the hair was smooth and shiny, as if light waves had fallen on the slippery hair.

His side face faced the hustle and bustle of the campus festival outside the window, covered with a layer of pale white halo, and the shadow highlighted the unexpectedly straight bridge of his nose after makeup.

Surprisingly, this child actually has some qualities of a weak and handsome boy?

what is this? After gaining self-confidence and awakening the Dou Emperor bloodline, can you even improve your appearance?

"The eyebrows are as slender as willow leaves budding in early spring. The masculinity is blended with feminine softness. The pupils are clear, and the gentle movement is like the ripples of the mirror lake, spreading into the stars and thin clouds."

Even Tony, the teacher who made this look, was filled with emotion. Tachibana was so excited that he shook his head and said.

"I didn't expect you kept it secret from me and the president for so long, Xiaoluzi, are you ashamed?" The girl pretended to be embarrassed and pointed.

Lu Mingfei nodded upon hearing this.

"Not at all. How dare you, the eldest sister, assume my gender!"

"?"

Lixiang couldn't help but laugh, and hurriedly went up to help Lu Mingfei pull the hair on his head. He rubbed out the dull hair, patted the boy on the back, and said with satisfaction.

"Okay, you're done, let's go give our class a little shock. Tell them that you are more handsome than Zhao Menghua."

"Exaggerated, exaggerated."

Lu Mingfei wanted to scratch his head, but he didn't want to ruin his appearance, so he forcibly stopped his movements and twisted a little.

Today is the second day of the school anniversary. Lu Mingfei skipped most of his shifts yesterday on the grounds of student union work. He only made a guest appearance at the end, so he will be dragged back to work as a hard worker today. .

Lu Mingfei had known about this for a long time, but he thought yesterday that he would not blame himself tomorrow.

I don’t know how tall I am! Just wait, I will slap you in the face if I get the chance - Lu Mingfei complained about himself yesterday.

Yesterday was the deacon's uniform, and today's theme has been changed to the family restaurant white shirt style, which is a little cooler, but also has a touch of neighborly gentleness and immorality.

This was nothing. Lu Mingfei thought that he would have to push a mohawk out in a few days when the wasteland became popular. As long as the eldest sister didn't let him wear a maid uniform, everything would be fine.

Lu Mingfei suddenly frowned.

"Sister, you don't think so, right?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka crossed her chest and immediately replied: "Oh, I won't let you wear it!"

"I haven't even said what I'm going to wear!?"

Lu Mingfei was shocked and frightened, and unexpectedly revealed the truth of the matter. Then, it was like a character other than the protagonist in a detective movie discovered the truth. He was forced to leave before he could speak, so his class came to the student union room to arrest him. The boys took it away.

Lu Mingfei would definitely look good in women's clothing.

After all, that kid’s behavior is very girly ()

"Sure enough, even if Mingfei's physical fitness improves, her mental aspect still needs constant training. She is still far away from becoming a mature female and mature mixed-race elite."

Ritsuka shook her head, as if intentionally or unintentionally, then suddenly changed the subject and turned around to speak.

"On this point, I think the president should set an example and perform a bitch for the student council members——"

"turn down."

"I haven't even said what I'm going to wear!?"

In the distance, Chu Zihang, who was sitting at the president's table, objected lightly and showed no humanity.

"How could this happen!" The girl was disappointed. "If the president were to wear a maid outfit, everyone at Shilan Middle School would definitely rush up to watch and take photos, which would set off the Internet."

"Why do I have to set off the Internet with my photos of women's clothing?" Chu Zihang frowned and had a headache just thinking about it.

On the one hand, there is shame. When I think of such a future, my father who is far away from overseas may call me directly and ask me what I am doing, and then die of joy.

And his mother would not even buy anything, but would just call her and harass her severely, and then she would die happily.

Chu Zihang doesn't care much about what people he doesn't know think of him, because they are not important to Chu Zihang.

But for now, he plans to be lifelong friends with Lu Mingfei and Fujimaru Ritsuka. If they get the kind of photos of himself,

When they got old and started families, several old men and women were playing mahjong downstairs, while their own children and grandchildren set up wooden chairs next to them and asked why they didn't play mahjong.

The old women and old men were chatting, suddenly telling interesting stories about their youth, and then showing off their school days in front of their children and grandchildren, showing off photos of themselves wearing women's clothing.

That kind of future is a bit too scary, right?

Li Xiang felt confused when she saw Chu Zihang suddenly looking at her with vigilant eyes.

She lamented that it is true that Chinese people are quite progressive in their thinking. When I see short sleeves, I think of white arms; when I see arms, I think of nakedness.

Compared to the thought of nudity just now, Chu Zihang was thinking of something else, right?

The two looked at each other with completely different thoughts, and finally Chu Zihang changed the topic first.

"Speaking of which, you are going to visit the academy with people from your hometown today, right?"

"yes."

"Well, then go quickly. Today's traffic is expected to be more than yesterday." Chu Zihang reminded kindly, and then suddenly thought of something and changed his words.

"Do you need me to say hello?"

"Eh?" Li Xiang was confused.

Then he blinked, suddenly twisted the corners of his mouth, took a step back in a very artificial manner, and covered his face with his hands.

"Hey! President, do you want to meet my family? Do you, do you - eh!" Ritsuka had an artificially shy expression, her face was full of twisted teasing, her shoulders swayed back and forth as if When doing Tai Chi, hold your hands in front of your chest as if you are holding a transparent bouquet.

Then he bowed formally. "I'm sorry, you are a good person, but we are not suitable. Oh, by the way, are you interested in the Mathematical Olympiad competition?"

Chu Zihang had no expression on his face and pointed to the door of the student union room.

"Get out quickly."

"So cold!?"

*

At this time, at the school gate————

(Hmph, how dare you keep me waiting for so long.)

At this time, Jörmungandr, who had become Xia Mi again, was standing against the fence at the entrance of Shilan Middle School with his hands behind his back.

Many people came and went and noticed this beautiful girl, because everyone was walking in line, but she was the only one who kept styling her hair. From now on, she was inserting pockets, lightly flipping her hair, and stepping on her toes. Those who knew it would have thought that there was a person in the building opposite who was using Barrett as a camera to help her take a campus photo album.

If you're not taking photos, then you're the staff at the door responsible for guiding the flow of people?

But which volunteer stays at the school gate and doesn't guide the queue? Are you in charge of the consultation office?

But who is so stupid that they can’t tell that this is Shilan Middle School! Isn’t that the name at the door?

People are filled with doubts and it is difficult to guess the truth.

In fact, Xia Mi is——

(Damn it, do you want to show your calm mind? Do you want to put on airs in front of me? Fujimaru Ritsuka, then you guessed wrong! As the Dragon King, how could I have a weaker mentality than others! Even if No matter how long I wait here, I won’t be able to be shaken.)

Xia Mi gritted his teeth and suddenly felt an itch on the side of his face. It was the wind blowing that caused his hair to hang down and stick to his face.

"Ah! Hair style!!"

Xia Mi screamed softly, quickly opened the makeup mirror and started to fiddle with it, attacking the bangs that were always at the same angle no matter how they were fiddled with, and constantly repairing the hairstyle that had not changed at all.

She wasn't panicked at all.

"It can't be done, it can't be done!"

That's not true at all!

"Okay, excuse me."

But at this time, Miss Xia Mi from the "Consultation Office" actually received a client.

The customer's tone was very strange, and he had a sense of déjà vu, but he said that the words "I am not Chinese" were completely placed in his mouth, with a big tongue and an inexplicable pause, but with the girl's soft voice, there was actually A kind of honest and lovely feeling.

But Xia Mi is not interested in women, she is a straight woman ()

She originally wanted to avoid the other party directly, but she suddenly realized that her current persona was that of a warm, cheerful, kind and lively human junior high school student council president——

Ah, just think about it.

Are you really a staff member?

Xia Mi could only helplessly raise his head with a twisted smile.

"Hello~ What's the matter? Do you want me to ask for directions? If you go to the bus stop, just turn left 150 meters ahead. For KFC, go straight through the traffic light and enter Carrefour." Although Xia Mi raised his head, there was nothing in his eyes. In the presence of the other party, he just squinted his eyes and pretended to smile, speaking quickly.

"No ↑"

Unfortunately, the person asking for directions shook his head slightly.

She said:

"Excuse me, is this Shilan Middle School?"

Does anyone really ask this question? !

Xia Mi was forced to open his eyes wide this time and take a closer look at the other person's face.

Um?

Only then did she realize that the girl opposite was actually pretty. Elegant and unsullied, she has a spirit of her own, her skin is delicate, her beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, her peach cheekbands are like orchids, and she is indescribably gentle and refreshing.

Xia Mi thought to himself: Not bad, it suits my taste.

At this time, Eriki also saw the girl in front of her clearly.

She didn't know much about people's looks, but she thought the smell on this person was quite good, similar to the first time she met Ritsuka, and she felt a sense of familiarity like meeting someone of the same kind.

Huiliyi thought:

I met a good person.

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