Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Pasigattuso is a hollow man.

From the beginning of his birth, he did not understand his own desires or his own demands.

【Live like an ordinary person】

If you want to sum up his heart, maybe it will be like this.

But Patsy knew that everything about him, whether it was his family, appearance, lifespan or ability, denied this wish.

So he gave up.

Like a machine, he serves generations of family heads in the Gattuso family and obeys Pompeii's orders simply because he is the only one who has seen through his true nature and is willing to give him a mission on this basis.

[Patsy, you have to live for me and for Caesar]

That was obviously such a bad order, but Patsy felt at ease.

He finally knew the meaning of his existence.

If your thoughts become a mess, just leave it alone. The cause is unknown and the process is unknown, but as long as the result remains in the corner of your sight, the machine of Pasigattuso can still operate.

But only occasionally, he would also have admiration for others.

The admiration for Kirshtalia and Fujimaru Ritsuka is simply because they are ‘geniuses’.

Perfect in the worldly sense, I favor them not because I admire them, but because I subconsciously feel that 'if they are perfect people like them, they must know what is wrong with them, right'?

Pasigattuso wanted to know the answer.

——Ah, Patsy, are you not satisfied yet?

And sure enough, Kirshtalia rejected his idea and gave the first step to the answer.

satisfy?

Have you not been satisfied yet?

Do you need it?

——Of course, hey, hey, hey, it’s true, you mixed-races are really just like dragons, you can’t live without some mental problems~

This sentence was not said by Kirshtalia, but a comment he received from a girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka before the war began.

——

At that time, Patsy, who was assigned by Pompeii to serve Fujimaru Ritsuka and also had a surveillance role, was following him around New York as a personal attendant.

The American-style dirty hot dog that has been trending on the Internet, and the tourist attractions opened by Internet celebrities and Hollywood stars. Before the start of this unprecedented decisive battle, the girl had always seemed relaxed and comfortable, strolling around New York like a tourist.

In her words, after all, this is a city that will disappear from the map soon, so it’s only natural to take a souvenir at the end, right?

That's right, but is it really up to you to say this?

But such a free-spirited girl noticed her own problem without prompting her at all, and she didn't take the initiative to ask.

The two-person sofa is as dark and elegant as red velvet, with dim light.

The girl was lying flat on the sofa at Gattuso's station. Her pure white loose shirt had clear shadows due to the falling light, giving her an inexplicable depth at an age that should have seemed childish.

With his head resting on the armrest, Fujimaru Ritsuka crossed his legs, grabbed the slender waist of the red wine glass with his hands, and shook the red wine inside that even Percy thought was expensive.

"Paxi, why do you support Odin?"

Like an arrogant golden king, he kept his posture and asked questions, while Patsy, as the audience, was slightly stunned.

It's because he didn't expect Fujimaru Ritsuka to take the initiative to become interested in him, and it's also because——

He didn't know how to answer.

".Why do you ask this suddenly, Fujimaru-sama?"

"Ah~ you avoided the question? Forget it, I'll guess it myself."

He quickly dug out the little girl in Patsy's heart. Unlike Fujimaru Ritsuka who would save people's face in his normal state, alter Fujimaru Ritsuka is addicted to that kind of superhuman observation and is very interested in using his own abilities. It feels pleasurable to dissect others and forcefully instill in them the things they least want to face.

Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black.

alterRitsuka Fujimaru may have watched too much Gilgamesh()

But anyway, she kept her haughty attitude on the couch and continued her narration.

"You must not have anything you want to pursue, right? A quick look at your condition will tell you that you don't have many years to live, right? It's not a natural birth. You are probably also a high-blood hybrid forcibly created by Odin through genetic engineering. In order to make up for his combat power—no, he does not lack combat power like yours. There is a high probability that he was born accidentally as a failure."

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at Percy who pursed his lips and said nothing.

"You~ are also Odin's children, right? But unlike Caesar, you are the kind of failure."

"I have seen many examples like yours. Between brothers and sisters, the eldest brother or sister loses any value due to the birth of a young and talented individual."

Fujimaru Ritsuka has really seen a lot, so many, even Morgan is a member of this case.

In such a situation, hatred is inevitable.

It is completely reasonable to use extreme emotions to vent unjust anger. Rather, it is the only way to relieve it.

but.

"All the power you could have enjoyed has been lost. You have served Caesar as a servant, but you have shown no sign of feeling sad about it. You have served the Gattuso family as a slave since you were a child, and you have been deprived of any normal human time. But you didn’t resist or get angry.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook the red wine glass with a look of pleasure on her face.

"Patsy, your wish is not to become an ordinary person, right? You just came up with a self-righteous answer through elimination. Because you have no pursuit, you can only get lost."

Fujimaru Ritsuka spoke of Percy's predicament with a sudden burst of blood. The man clenched his fists, but he was not as angry as he was told.

But fear and expectation.

Why do you say this to yourself?

Fujimaru Ritsuka, she really——

"If you don't have any pursuit, just pursue pleasure."

no doubt.

She gave the answer.

Suddenly standing up, Fujimaru sat upright, put aside a sip of red wine that he had not drank, and smiled at Patsy.

"——This is what my acquaintances told me."

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head and motioned Patsy to sit down with his eyes, and the latter also sat down after hesitating for a moment. Seeing this, the girl showed a more subtle smile.

"The so-called joy is the form of the soul."

“It’s not a question of yes or no, it’s a question of whether you know or you don’t know.”

"Patsy, you must know what pleasure is, and this starts with looking at the world - huh? It looks like you have tried but failed?" The girl raised her eyebrows, as if she saw a student because of I am troubled by the simple question, with a little helplessness of hating the iron that cannot be transformed into steel, and a little pity for the stupid but cute child.

"Well, then, let me tell you the simplest way."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded under Patsy's expectant gaze.

In the exam room, what will students do when they really can't solve the problem?

the answer is.

"Turn your head to observe. Just observe, and then turn your head to observe other people's answers. Of course, in reality, this approach will definitely make you confused and uncertain, because the exams for pleasant topics vary from person to person."

"So, you have to watch yourself."

"Look at what you've done so far."

"I said, pleasure will not be 'lost', but will only exist in two states: 'knowing' and 'unknown', that is -"

[Even if you don’t know what your pleasure is, the trajectory of your life will naturally be attracted by that pleasure]

【Pasigattuso】

【Your life】

【Life so far】

【You did it--】

【What is the most important thing? 】

"."

After a long time, Patsy replied.

"I understand, Fujimaru-sama, are you trying to instigate me?"

"Hahahahahaha, how is that possible~" the girl laughed heartily and lay back on the sofa. "But if it's true -"

Putting his hands on his head, Fujimaru Ritsuka closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying himself and was resting.

"what will you do?"

"."

I.

"Fujimaru-sama."

After a long time, Patsy finally spoke.

"Huh? Have you thought about it?" The girl opened one eye, as if looking forward to it.

And Patsy took a deep breath.

"No, what I want to say is, Fujimaru-sama, don't you drink that red wine? It's very expensive, or are you actually not good at drinking?"

"You're so noisy, I'll kill you." The girl said in a high voice.

That seed.

The consequences of leaving his subordinates alone with Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Take root and sprout in this moment.

——

".As Gattuso's war machine, he uses his spirit of speech to crush the enemy."

Yanling is 'the process in which a person extracts spiritual elements from the dragon's blood flowing in his body and performs spiritual vision'.

Humanity's own blood heritage is naturally an influencing factor. Why?

[Because the original hybrids obtained the spirit of speech from the 'spirit of the dragon', and if it is inherited by blood, it means that what you may inherit is the 'spirit of your parents'. There is no other reason, just to be with the dragon. In comparison, the memory of the heir is simpler]

[However, that is not absolute]

[Just like Shakespeare awakened the spiritual element of the White King, a considerable number of hybrids will also awaken specific speech spirits by virtue of their own will]

[Without exception, these spirit spirits can reflect the characteristics of the user]

Is it the user who determines the spirit?

No.

It is the spirit of words that determines the user.

A dust-free place.

This symbolizes a pure space without any dirt, but it is used by Patsy as an airflow barrier to forcibly suppress the enemy.

"On countless vertical and horizontal battlefields, I use my spirit of speech to crush others."

"Does the emperor want me to prove that I am superior to others? No, it's just an approximation. Maybe I just want to see this scene now."

Percy muttered to himself in a daze.

"And the 'king' closest to me, the king who trusts me the most, isn't he right here?"

He looked at Pompeii dreamingly, and the other party responded with a look of surprise.

Patsy, betrayed yourself?

Why?

Those decades of loyalty, that hole that can never be filled, how could it be————

Who did Patsy see in this short time?

The gums oozed scarlet, and the muscles on his face were completely twisted and changed. Pompeii Gattuso dragged his voice from the depths of his throat with a willful and terrifying attitude.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka!!!!!!!!!——————!!"