Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know that his boss Minamoto had completed the contract so quickly, but the one he chose was not one of the heroic spirits he expected at all.

The so-called summoning of heroic spirits is largely influenced by the qualifications of the "master".

It’s not just about quality, it’s also about the choice of heroes.

Not to mention that there is no holy relic, even if there is a holy relic, the one summoned by different people may not be the same heroic spirit.

For example, if you use the round table of the Knights of the Round Table to summon, then the possibility of summoning any Knight of the Round Table exists. In this case, it is easy to be subject to the subjective influence of the heroic spirit, which is the so-called - phase.

And the nature of Yuan Zhisheng?

Hard to say.

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"Speaking of which, why would Eriki think of going to Disney again?"

"I want to go."

With a very simple answer, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the girl beside him, his thoughts flowing.

They said they wanted to go, but in fact, the two of them had an agreement to go back once, and Fujimaru Ritsuka would never forget these agreements.

Never lie, never break an appointment - those are one of Fujimaru Ritsuka's qualities that are not worth mentioning.

but

"This time there is no Boss Yuan to chase the car, and there is no Principal Angers. Let us finish all the projects that were not completed last time!"

"Um!"

Without the boss Minamoto, Ritsuka Fujimaru and the two of them didn't even have the need to ride bicycles. They simply took the train and went there normally. They received envious looks from many people on the way, and they even bought high-speed rail tickets for the first time with Erika. , get on the tram.

But speaking of it, taking the tram has another advantage, that is, it can escape the pursuit of the boss. After all, his headquarters can drive a Ferrari all the way on the railway track - this time there is no Officer Megure to wipe his butt.

Of course, Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know whether Boss Minamoto planned to follow.

But with that person’s twisted character, it’s better to acquiesce.

Even if he appears to be a cold-faced handsome guy, he can't hide his sister-controlling nature.

I'm in my twenties and thirties, I don't have a girlfriend yet, and I'm still worried about my sister's friends.

cry.

And having said that, it was possible to follow Fujimaru Ritsuka on the train.

After all, Japanese trains are crowded and cluttered. This does not mean that they are easy to be spotted, but it literally means "crowded" and "cluttered."

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Erika are both top-notch beauties, so it is reasonable for them to be noticed.

And even the top anti-stalking experts can't tell who is their stalker when dozens of passengers in the entire tram are watching and saluting at the same time.

Fujimaru Ritsuka may be able to tell the difference by observing familiar "smell", "breathing rhythm" and other information.

But for those who have taken professional assassination and tracking courses, it is not a big deal to change those things.

At least if Yabuki Sakura is determined to follow her in disguise, Fujimaru Ritsuka won't be able to detect it.

But Boss Yuan is fine.

That person is not that sophisticated, and the heartbeat of the royal hybrid is different from that of ordinary people. If he wants to hide it from her, Fujimaru Ritsuka-unless he suddenly contracts with some top assassin and successfully joins Assassin to become Li Xiang is from the same sect and receives an assassination technique.

Not really.

Then, putting down those useless vigilances, Fujimaru Ritsuka also focused on her date with Eriki.

Today, Eri is not wearing the familiar miko uniform. When she wore that outfit in the past, she also liked to wear a bright red hairband and a long knife on her waist. She did have the style of a mafia elder sister, but she was also a little bit... Not considerate of people's sentiments.

And now——

The setting sun outside the tram still left a warm afterglow, and the delicate skin and light filled my arms, scattered in the dust like falling gold particles, and finally landed on the long red hair, casting a sacred edge.

What a Japanese beauty.

In the past few years, since going to Disneyland with Fujimaru Ritsuka, Eriki has become more and more mature.

At first, I just learned common sense about daily life, then I even started to learn Chinese by myself, and recently, I even started to remediate knowledge from elementary and junior high school textbooks, so I even neglected my favorite arcade games.

Common sense is gradually enriched, and aliens are gradually getting closer to the concept of "human".

She even started to take the initiative to learn about the so-called dates. Even this time on Christmas Eve, Eriki invited Fujimaru Ritsuka through mixi in advance.

She checked a lot of information and completed the plan while refusing outside help, which now seems quite purposeful.

Eriki even changed her hairstyle. With the help of Yabuki Sakura, the already iconic girl had layered side bangs and long sideburns. In popular terms, she was a girl with a forest type.

That's what it means on the surface - she's dressed like a girl coming out of the forest, with a temperament as natural and pure as a virgin forest, probably the thick-painted Nordic oil painting style.

It gives people the impression of youth who likes to wear woolen clothes and wide-brimmed straw hats.

There is no long list of mind-numbing brand names, nor are there any complicated high-heeled shoes, only warm-colored casual clothes and thick-soled white sneakers that expose the girl's delicate and rosy ankles.

In the sun, people seem to see the saint wrapped in the Tyndall effect. She is slender, but not thin, and just the right amount of softness, which makes people want to get closer and suck in the forest green fragrance of her hair.

"Sniff, sniff! Sniff, sniff!"

Others just think about it, but Fujimaru Ritsuka usually doesn't just think about it. The relationship between her body and brain is about the same as the relationship between a bird's beak and the emergency exit. When connected by a line, her body will start to move as soon as an idea occurs.

"Hey hey hey, the little girl smells weird~~~" he said in a voice like an old man's, causing the white-collar workers around him to quickly raise their hands and grab the armrest hanging ring above to prove their innocence, and desperately raised their mobile phones. , prove that he is not being a fool.

Under the subtle gazes of people, Ritsuka leaned on Eriki's shoulder and closed her eyes to rest comfortably. Eriki also tilted her head a little, staring blankly at the scenery outside.

She seemed to be thinking about this.

After a while, the tram arrived.

——

After taking the tickets purchased in advance, the two walked into the familiar park.

It's natural to say that the two people who had taken pictures at the door last time did not delay like those young couples and queue up to take pictures. Instead, they went straight to the Disney Princess Castle, which was full of memories for them.

Not only to revisit the old place, but also to confirm the flow of people today.

But this time it was not Fujimaru Ritsuka who was in charge of calculating the route.

"Kaguya."

[Received, the head of the Uesugi family. 】

Eri has continued to mature and now even takes photos to search for questions she doesn't know how to solve. This is like a lesson for junior high school students. She has grown up on the right path.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the girl who was looking at the setting sun and smiled fondly.

And it was at this time——

The girl turned her head, and she held Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand, just like when the girl took her out of the intersection of Genji Heavy Industries.

The same sunset.

Same castle.

The girl who was no longer able to use that little notebook spoke seriously with her eyes blazing, her back turned to the continuous sky.

"I will make Ritsuka happy."

"What I have to say at this time is 'I will leave you with wonderful memories'~, Eri-san~"

Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed and retracted his previous words.

It seems that Miss Eriyi hasn't learned enough common sense yet.

These are clearly words of confession.

Eriki looked at Ritsuka.

"oh."