Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Christmas Eve for Fujimaru Ritsuka was fulfilling.

She started sorting out chocolate varieties in the morning and started distributing prizes at noon, which reminded her of interesting things from her junior high school days.

When they are junior high school students, students will wait at the school gate to open at a fixed time and file in. And that was in a previous life. In comparison, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was not as popular as he is now, was immature in mind and would often choose to arrive at school early in order to have a chance to talk to others.

His back is leaning against the stone pillar of the school security booth, and his feet are placed together, creating a bohemian front and back composition like a delinquent. The rising sun sets obliquely, and the interlaced shadows reveal a Neo-Confucian beauty that is no less than a Prague grating.

It is said that such days lasted until the end of the first day of the new year, one winter, and also Christmas that year.

Because she arrived at school early, she was regarded as a "do nothing" student by the security guards and teachers who arrived early. Fujimaru Ritsuka was pulled into a Santa Claus costume and picked candies and chocolates at the security booth. They lined up in front of the school in large numbers and distributed candies to the students.

Japan has always had a passionate affection for the United States that is almost like a biological father, so it is natural for Japan to take the festival seriously.

That's probably when it started.

The girl was forced to evolve from a middle school girl who came to school early to pose to a middle school girl who dared to wear Christmas clothes and talk to students and give them candies.

Therefore, it means that this matter has allowed the girl to retain the habit of giving chocolates to relatives and friends at Christmas.

I went to Fuzhou, China, and chocolates were given to me. When I went to Kassel, although I was delayed by various things, in the end the chocolates were delivered to the hands of the subjects.

As for what level?

This depends on how well the characters conquer Fujimaru Ritsuka, which varies from person to person.

All in all, the Christmas angel who distributed chocolates finally returned to her loyal little country to save the already dying gangster boss from having his tombstone engraved with the words "He was insulted by his own sister and died of asthma due to excessive blows." Inscription.

After cutting through the sky again and flying back to Japan at a speed that no heroic spirit could reach, Fujimaru Ritsuka landed on the top floor of Genji Heavy Industries.

After returning home, the first person Ritsuka saw was Miss Sakura.

She stood neatly on the windy top floor of a high-rise building, with her beautiful black hair dancing wildly in the air.

After confirming the identity of Fujimaru Ritsuka, Miss Sakura stepped forward a little faster, put on the executive bureau's classic style black windbreaker and said.

"It's already winter. Although this sentence may seem redundant to you, Ritsuka, as a woman, you should pay attention to keeping warm." Miss Sakura, who said that she has the attributes of a mother-in-law, is actually quite delicate in her heart.

If you think about it carefully, Fujimaru Ritsuka is a little monster who can fly in the air at dozens of times the speed of sound. In order to avoid hitting innocent planes in the air, she will choose to rise to a height where the plane cannot stop.

The high-altitude cold air flow was enough to crush Iron Man's MARK2 suit and Iron Overlord, but it was unable to harm Fujimaru Ritsuka at all.

Not to mention the cold air, this girl is probably immune even to visiting relatives once a month! !

That's not a problem of men and women, but a problem of another species.

Miss Sakura knew this but still handed over the clothes, which was a kind of subtle reminder and secret assistance, asking Fujimaru Ritsuka to try not to use the Word Spirit Oracle to cancel the environmental impact in daily life.

As the ability is used more and more, in addition to the still unresolved problem of abandoned holes, the most important thing is that Fujimaru Ritsuka will get closer and closer to the realm of "god", and eventually the entire person's thinking will become deified.

Is this serious?

Very serious.

Miss Sakura doesn't want to see Ritsuka Fujimaru turn into Dr. Manhattan.

They don't even have clothes on!

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was familiar with "Emotional Intelligence", understood it. She nuzzled Miss Sakura affectionately, and walked into Genji Heavy Industries together with the other party's tacit consent.

"Boss Yuan, I brought some souvenirs, do you want them?"

"What souvenirs can America have, guns? There are a lot of them in this building."

Finally, there was no need to talk through two mobile phones. Fujimaru Ritsuka returned to his familiar hometown, and he was able to bring something back with him.

In front of her was the head of the family, who was lowering his head at this moment, like a student who saw his parents discussing politics while eating hot pot and had no intention of interrupting, so he lowered his head to read a novel.

"Oh no, what I brought back was the Heroic Spirit Summoning Array and the holy relics."

"?"

In Minamoto's office, the man finally stopped typing on his mobile phone to explain to Eriki, "Why can't you call Fujimaru Ritsuka and you don't answer my call?"

He was a little confused.

"Holy relic? Doesn't it mean that except for the little remnants of our Sheqi family, other aristocratic families have almost completely cut off the inheritance of that thing? Even if there is, it is an heirloom." Yuan Zhisheng straightened his body and said doubtfully, "You How could you take away other people's heirlooms when you went out? Did you go crazy after awakening your power? Did you finally lose control of your robber nature?"

"When did I have that kind of personality?" Li Xiang was shocked.

When you took Erashi away from me, Minamoto just thought about it in her heart, and her face was still expressionless.

"So, this is-"

"This is a Christmas Eve gift from my friend. This is a debt of gratitude that I will exchange for in the future! Just tell me whether you want it or not! If not, you can eat this -"

After saying that, Fujimaru Ritsuka raised something and pointed it at Minamoto's head. The man subconsciously kicked his legs, and the swivel chair took him a few meters away.

Without him, there are only guns and cannons in front of you.

"Calico M950 semi-automatic weapon adopts the working principle of semi-free bolt action, roller delayed recoil locking method, similar to the structure of HK rifle. Caliber 9 mm, empty gun mass 1 kg, total length 356 mm, 6 riflings, right-hand rotation , muzzle velocity is 393 meters/second.”

Li Xiang introduced in a serious manner, and Yuan Zhisheng stood up from the chair and moved around. He was not afraid of bullets, but because he was afraid that this person had the intention to assassinate Wang Jia.

"Why did you really bring a gun back?"

"Souvenir."

In fact, this gun was distributed among students in Kassel, but Ritsuka didn't blush because he was too strong and didn't need a gun. He disliked the trouble but didn't want to say it outright, so he simply handed it over to Minamoto and made him a gun. The feeling of going with the tide.

Yuan Zhisheng took it, not because he liked the thing, but because he was too lazy to shirk the argument. He casually stuffed the thing into the gun position on his waist, and then talked about the topic just now.

"I want this. Where did you put the holy relic summoned by the heroic spirit?"

"Space Nai Ring."

"?"

"Oh, I'm kidding, but it's almost the same. I've learned a little about the space alchemy of the [space opening] branch. I can do it if I just fold the space and carry it with me."

After saying that, Ritsuka reached into the "void" beside him, as if to grope for something, and then directly grabbed something that might be a sword or a shield and sprinkled it on Minamoto's expensive mahogany table. , piled into a hill.

"I've found a few Heroic Spirits who might be good at you, Boss Yuan. Since you definitely don't have any plans for Christmas Eve, you might as well sign up with a Heroic Spirit for fun."

This time, the person in charge of the Ascension Plan took the initiative to open a back door for people in his hometown. It can be said to be a stinky relationship culture.

Why!

Steamed buns?

You don’t have a support?

Okay, seriously speaking, after all, although Boss Yuan is a bit bad, lazy, not enterprising, and has been a bit shameless recently, he is still an excellent hybrid after all, and he will be the same when it comes to fighting the Dragon King. A strong man who single-handedly suppressed the tsunami.

Presumably, he will be contracted with a very powerful heroic spirit!

"Then these holy relics will be placed here with you, the matrix for summoning heroic spirits——"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes suddenly became serious.

"It's on this card!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka took out the rank card and crushed it with her fingers, and the card unfolded like a fan.

"This is." Although Yuan Zhisheng doesn't understand the matrix, he can still understand its importance after seeing these cards.

"Could it be that this was summoned by the heroic spirit!——"

"That's right! This is the Kamen Rider transformation device!"

"?"

Minamoto's eyes widened, and Fujimaru Ritsuka continued to explain.

No, it's not an explanation.

The girl raised her hands higher than her head, straightened her arms, and after freezing for a few seconds, she began to draw a round shape at a slow but not bloated speed.

Then, the arm that was originally straddling his chest suddenly swung down and placed it by his side.

"henxin (transformation)."

The girl closed her eyes and looked intoxicated.

Yuan Zhisheng stared with confusion on his face.

".What are you doing?"

"Am I trying to hide for you how to summon heroic spirits?" the girl opened her eyes and said seriously.

".Is it necessary to be able to transform in this way?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked troubled and deliberately accused: "Can you listen carefully instead of asking questions? Boss Minamoto, you don't think I'm entertaining you, do you?"

The girl gave up her prepared pose, stood up straight and asked.

"What am I trying to do!"

".Feel sorry."

Gen Zhisheng couldn't answer this question for a while, but was overwhelmed by the other party's momentum and subconsciously apologized. Fujimaru Ritsuka also showed a warm smile, nodded and said with a smile.

"I have activated these cards. Take them. As long as the owner of these holy relics has thoughts about you, they will automatically sign a contract. You can choose the one you like and try it. I will go down to play with Eri~"

Ritsuka made a report and pulled Miss Sakura away. Before leaving, Miss Sakura looked back with some worry and pity.

At the scene, only Yuan Zhisheng, who was frowning and unhappy, was left.

Let’s not talk about why you don’t take me with you when you play games?

Is your summoning so casual?

He watched Ritsuka Fujimaru enter the elevator at the end of the corridor, waved goodbye, and then couldn't help but look back at the sacred relics.

"Um"

Although it is a little abrupt, but

Sooner or later I have to try it myself.

He knew that it was not just a matter of strength, but the important thing was to rely on the [mystery] of the heroic spirits to fight against the Dragon King.

As the head of the eight Sheqi families, of course he had also thought about what Principal Ange was thinking about.

so.

"Hey, if it fails anyway, there are many other options in the Sheqi Ba family. There is no loss in trying it."

This holy relic has come.

Yuan Zhisheng convinced himself and tried to get closer to those holy relics.

The man pursed his lips and his face turned a little red.

Why.

Why do you have to do certain postures?

never mind

He looked around and felt that Fujimaru Ritsuka at least had some conscience and had no intention of actually staying to watch his excitement.

“There’s no one anyway”

Yuan Zhisheng gritted his teeth and looked at the holy relics, choosing one at random.

The arms began to move like Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Straighten it, place it diagonally, draw a circle.

Then nothing happened.

Yuan Zhisheng was a little confused. Could it be that he and this holy relic had no affinity?

Just when Yuan Zhisheng was a little discouraged——

Ding dong.

A text message came from the phone, and Yuan Zhisheng read it.

[Ah, by the way, Boss Yuan, if the summoning fails, it may be a posture problem. Everyone's transformation posture is different! Infuse it with love and devotion, and the spirit will connect with you. 】

real or fake?

Yuan Zhisheng's body almost trembled.

At that moment, some strange memories started to come back to me.

——My previous dream was to be a partner of justice.

This is what Minamoto Tatsuo once said to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

So, under what circumstances would a boy have such a dream?

of course?

Kaka

The man blushed in embarrassment and gritted his teeth, but a strange impulse began to accumulate in his body, lingering and surging.

Eating away at him.

do it.

do what?

do it.

So what do you want me to do?

Do what you want to do.

Woo!

The frequency with which Yuan Zhisheng's whole body was shaking made people wonder if he had turned on the dragon bone mode, but in fact, he was just struggling with whether to let out the monster in him.

That was deposited in the sunshine of childhood, in the black TV, that was too dazzling to remember the past that I dare not recall.

Partners of justice.

Finally, after a few minutes.

"call----"

The man exhaled.

At the same time, he put on a show.

In that moment, in that second, no one saw what happened in that office.

Only the curtains of the office reflected the dark shadow, and that thin but perfect figure drew complex lines in the air, with graceful posture and full of vitality and power!

At that moment, it was as if all the heroes were covering the man's soul.

At the moment when everything is abandoned and dignity is shattered.

A hot feeling came from the back of the man's hand, and the dense ornate texture began to emerge.

Because at the same time, the man seemed to be guided by a voice from outside the world, and began to speak involuntarily, which was obviously like the chanting of a second-year junior high school student.

"Pure silver and iron, the Grand Duke who made a contract with the foundation stone."

The man spins.

"The surging wind is blocked by four walls and the doors in all directions are closed."

Man jumps.

"Be released from the crown and wander at the three forks leading to the kingdom."

The man struck countless kaleidoscopic poses with his eyes closed.

"Fill it. Fill it. Fill it. Fill it. Fill it."

"The cycle begins again and again, followed by five; however, when it is full, it is the opportunity to discard it."

"Declaration."

"Your body is under my command, and my fate rests on your sword."

"If you are willing to follow my call, obey this will, and obey this principle, then you can answer it."

"I swear this."

"I am the one who has accomplished all the good deeds in this world,"

"I am the person who spreads all the evil in the world."

"Coming from the Wheel of Inhibition, guardian of the scales——!"

The moment the chant reached its peak, the high-pitched music trembled, constantly stimulating the back of Yuan Zhisheng's hand. The burning sensation gradually turned into pain, and scarlet lines were outlined on the back of his hand, but the man's expression remained unchanged.

No, it’s not that we won’t change, but that we can’t change! !

The man's face has turned as black as red, with thick ink and heavy colors, thick oil and red sauce!

His body danced, swaying like an idol trainee who had been practicing for two and a half years, letting his past soul and sense of justice drive his body to begin to rhythm.

At the end, shout out that line——

"henxin!!!!!!"

At the same time, the heart suddenly contracted.

He knew that the summoning was successful.

It's natural, after all, he is one of the best hybrids in modern times.

The problem is, what is the contract you made?

He glanced at all the holy relics in front of him, but it seemed like there was no special reaction from any of them.

What exactly is that

The man was sweating hotly and panting constantly. He frowned and looked at the holy relic in front of him without knowing why, but he didn't notice——

The Calico M950 on his waist, against his butt, was actually shining brightly!

*

At this time, in the elevator room.

"No, Miss Sakura, your Gaia memory."

"First of all, I think it's not his original name. Secondly, I think the transformation shouldn't require the actions Ritsuka mentioned, right?"

"No, no, no! We really need it! Why did I lie to you?!"

".Because it's fun?"

"."

In the elevator, there was a long-lost silence.

After a long time, the woman laughed.

"Ahaha, Boss Yuan, it would be great if Miss Sakura understood me so well."

Fujimaru Ritsuka opened the phone cover with a snap.

"Kaguya, the one in the office, record the screen for me."

【receive】

Needless to say, you know who it is, right?

In the third volume, I directly played the plot of "that man".

But to be honest, Yuan Zhisheng has very good compatibility as both father and son.

It doesn’t matter, the two of us will do it together! .jpg

Originally I wanted to describe the transformation action in detail, but after thinking about it carefully I decided against it.

I have always liked Yuan Zhisheng (fly rubbing hands)