Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Swish——

Fujimaru Ritsuka lowered his head to hang up the phone and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

(Is Yan Ling a hybrid that can sink Tokyo? Why do my eyebrows keep beating? My feelings are telling me to run away. It’s really a mistake and I’m in big trouble again.)

(Relying on [Word Spirit. Oracle] to suppress the dragon-like urges of hybrids?)

She shook her head helplessly, shaking her head at the limitations of Yuan Zhisheng and the head of the Miyamoto family.

I laughed at Yuan's childishness and lack of wisdom, and at the head of the Miyamoto family for his lack of strategy.

Just now, there were three main reasons why she rejected Yuan Zhisheng.

First, it has to do with the nature of [Word Spirit Oracle] itself. According to the original assumptions of Minamoto Chisei and the head of the Miyamoto family, leaving aside those hybrids with unstable bloodlines, Eri is probably incurable.

The answer is simple.

Because as mentioned in the previous experiment, [Word Spirit. Oracle] poses almost no threat to hybrids of the same level.

After all, the concept of the creation of this Yanling is almost the same as that of "Kingdom". They are both the king's oppression and rule over his ministers to demonstrate his absolute majesty.

But think about it carefully, how can the king make the king kneel down and surrender?

This is something that is absolutely not allowed. Naturally, [Word Spirit. Oracle] cannot have any effect on Yuan Zhisheng and others. At most, they can only implement [Mark]. When their mental attributes are extremely weak, they can take advantage of it. Come in empty.

However, most hybrids are different from Ritsuka, who has been trained for a long time and has even transcended the human realm. The spiritual attributes do not actually come from the soul and body, but from the dragon blood circulating in the body.

In other words, the success rate of implementing [Word Spirit. Oracle] does not entirely depend on the mixed-race [human] part, but more on the [dragon] part.

The dragon's instinct is violent and ferocious. If it is not suppressed artificially, it will go completely berserk under the stimulation of [Word Spirit. Oracle], and in the end it will harm the head of the Uesugi family.

And if you want to heal Eri, you must at least stabilize her emotions first.

——In other words, even if driven by instinct, Eriki would subconsciously cooperate with Fujimaru Ritsuka's state to treat her.

That is to say, a very high degree of closeness and the establishment of a trusting relationship. And this also means that he cannot do anything that may irritate the head of the Uesugi family or reduce his favorability.

In galgame, it is the worst and worst option for the hero to send the heroine home right after they go on a date.

What could be worse than this is to send the heroine back to the hero's house.

The second is a more realistic reason——

The wind from the car passing by made the orange-red hair sway, and the gravel was swept up by the energy and splashed to the sidewalk, hitting the girl's old Beijing cloth shoes, making a tiny crunching sound.

——They have arrived in the center of the densely populated city.

The girl looked forward and saw an endless stream of people. Handsome men and beautiful women were circling their shoulders, hugging their waists and stroking their faces. The women were wearing stilettos that were higher than their heels or thick-heeled white sneakers. The men were wearing baseball uniforms with cross-body bags and wrist straps. There are circles of paper shopping bags with extravagant and complicated logos on them, and inside are gold and silver bottles and cans.

Fashionable men and women were laughing and joking on the street, and the air seemed to be a little warmer.

This is Shinjuku, to be more precise, it’s towards the south exit of Shinjuku Station.

Fujimaru Ritsuka said that he wanted to surprise the shopping mall, so there is nothing more suitable than this direction of Shinjuku.

It is a commercial area packed with department stores and shopping streets, the most famous of which include Takashimaya Department Store's flagship store "Takashimaya Times Square" and the head office of the famous Japanese bookstore chain Kinokuniya.

Moreover, because the girl often comes to the area nearby with a certain two unreliable seniors and Miss Sakura to have tooth festivals and explore the gourmet shops in the deep alleys, she also has her own opinions about the neighborhood.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was quite satisfied with her own thoughts, while Eriri was looking around with an empty gaze.

It was hard to tell whether it was fear or simple hesitation, but the girl was obviously more restrained than she was in front of Genji Heavy Industries. She unconsciously approached Fujimaru Ritsuka, clutching the small white notebook in her hand.

She was still in a "daze", but she came to her senses when Fujimaru Ritsuka hung up the phone. She raised the notebook high and placed it in front of the girl, forcing her to notice herself.

"What, what?" "Brother, did you ask me to go home?" Hmm~~" Fujimaru Ritsuka carefully read the sentence, and then began to ponder with some hesitation.

Because the current situation seems to her now, in a sense, Fujimaru Ritsuka's current actions are less like ordinary social activities, and more like playing a game called "Love Love, Shoot Through with Your Bullets" In the galgame "Her Love Heart", the target of the strategy is Sanwu, a mafia princess who is inexperienced in the world.

By the way, this is the kind of galgame that has a lot of twists and turns. One careless move can lead to a ruined ending. The hero of the self-proclaimed erotic love game has nearly a hundred ways to die, like a certain red-haired righteous partner.

So she needs to choose her words quite carefully to avoid a destructive ending.

This is not difficult for the social expert Ritsuka!

Surrender?

ha! ha!

But err! !

She has a plan now!

So the girl raised her voice and said this -

"Yes, it's all what your brother said."

The girl suddenly raised her hands in the air and cosplayed with the French soldier, with a serious look on her face and a serious expression.

"It has nothing to do with me! I am innocent!"

She sold without hesitation.

There is a proverb in Mesopotamia——

Those who do not step on the scorpion will not be stung.

That is to say, if you don't commit suicide, you won't die. The girl is a cautious savior, so she will not get into trouble or encounter such an incident that will reduce her favorability.

Player Ritsuka Fujimaru summoned the game unit: Minamoto Chisei.

Yuan Yuan was in a state of being beaten.

Yuan Zisheng suffers the penalty of reduced favorability.

Player Tachibana did not lose blood.

Hey, I made a profit this round.

Getting back to the subject, Eriki herself didn’t have any special feelings about the girl’s words. She just looked around with a somewhat uneasy expression. People passed by the two of them with smiles. They were obviously far apart, but Eriki subconsciously The ground moves a little in the opposite direction.

Then she picked up the notebook again and hesitated to write.

[Then should I go back? 】

you ask me?

You ask me, Qiaoqiao family?

Fujimaru Ritsuka did not say what was in her heart, but observed Eri Yi again.

The girl has a tall figure and delicate facial features, but she does not look noble.

Her hair is purely natural, almost untouched, and reaches her knees. It is as simple as noodles without chopped green onion.

She looked at herself quietly, politely looking at herself when she spoke, but she might also be looking at other people's noses and eyes in a daze.

She doesn't look like a mafia princess, but like a village beauty who came out of a peach blossom garden.

So she asked subconsciously.

"How old is the head of the Uesugi family?"

【16】

Paint pear clothes and answer immediately.

She was not puzzled by the girl's sudden change of topic like others. After answering, she turned the notebook to the previous page and asked Fujimaru Ritsuka the same question again.

But this time, Ritsuka answered.

"If you ask me whether I should go back, I would say no." The girl answered fluently. She suddenly slowly leaned down, and the red hair on her head swayed like a shaking coin, hypnotizing the unsuspecting people. Others.

She has a warm and gentle smile on her face, but everyone who knows her knows it.

That's not a good sign.

Because of the above reasons, Fujimaru Ritsuka's question at this moment is no longer "should I take Eriki home?" but "I must take Eriki out of the house and let her have fun without any psychological pressure."

In this regard, the girl who studied under the Crouching Dragon in the Cage had a plan in mind.

She first sent a message to the user named [Kaguya] in the email, then closed her eyes and used her hands behind her back to tap on her phone.

The skill of touch typing is the basic skill of modern typing, and the golden finger is as basic an operation as the multiplication formula.

This plan, the first step——

"With all due respect, you can't obey the boss's advice. The head of the Uesugi family is already sixteen years old, and it's time to enter the rebellious stage. Just like a disobedient child will be beaten to gain his memory, if he reaches the rebellious stage but does not resist Parents will give the wrong signal to the family - they will think you have no needs."

After letting go of her hand, the girl's aura began to gradually accumulate, and invisible wisdom filled the space.

[The Military Advisor’s Advice. Evil Version]

She narrowed her eyes, made threatening body language, and exaggerated.

The first step is to change the topic and use simple declarative sentences to arouse the girl's resistance.

"A good boy who only talks about being a good boy will not get what he wants." The girl waved her hand and hit the air, pretending to be casual.

Relying on Eri's dependence on Minamoto, her desire to think is stimulated.

[My brother will buy me a game console. 】

Eriki was indeed fooled, and she seemed to want to refute, protesting in the small notebook. The relationship between Eriki and her brother has always been excellent, and her words are full of sincere and passionate protection for her brother.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Unexpectedly, Fujimaru Ritsuka actually shook his finger and said.

"Too obvious!"

"The game console is like a swordsman's sword, a practitioner's exercises, a pirate ship's flag, and a professional runner's deodorant."

"If you don't choose your own sword, how can you find the one that suits you best?"

"The model, color, feel, workmanship details, specific design, and even the years spent in the manufacturer will change the soul of a game console. And the items that are finally poured out by time will be closely related to your passionate gamer. Resonate with the soul and eventually become a close friend of the soul.

Let you become the plumber who saves the princess and shuttles between dangers. It will take you to become the champion of the Japanese Alien Fighting Conference and fall in love with a certain red-haired young and Dangerous boy who likes to mutilate himself and laugh wildly. It will lead you to become a young warrior who bravely fights the evil dragon. He draws his sword and roars at the monster. "

“Only online shopping or purchasing on behalf of others?”

The girl chuckled, looking dismissive.

"Purity, too low."

The second step is to deny the other, which again arouses the desire to refute. Driven by emotions, judgment and logical reasoning abilities also decline.

【.】

Is this so?

Eriki pursed her lips lightly, and her rose-red eyes flashed with confusion, confusion, introspection, and suspicion of what her elder brother had done, but she quickly strengthened her resolve.

[My brother will prepare an LCD TV for me. 】

"LCD TV? Are all the channels on this TV open? Can I watch night programs? Can I broadcast large-scale variety shows?" The girl answered fluently, and she began to ask questions, looking aggressive.

"No matter how big the LCD TV is, can it be bigger than a movie projection? Can it be bigger than the all-round surround enjoyment of IMAX technology? Can it be bigger than the ultimate enjoyment of 4D?"

"These things are all products that can be realized within the Genji Heavy Industry, but the head of the Genji Family does not understand -"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes suddenly twisted, pretending to be scared.

"Head of the Uesugi family, Boss Minamoto, Boss... Could it be that he is slacking off! Is he slacking off?!"

Suddenly, the conversation changed, the atmosphere plummeted, and everything seemed so abrupt.

The girl said in a timid manner, and this reaction surprised Eri. Her expression remained unchanged, but her eyes blinked a bit faster.

But at this time, Fujimaru Ritsuka kept up his efforts.

"Actually, I have already noticed this matter. It's just that I have a humble status and it's hard for a low-level official to speak up."

"Let me tell you this. As I said just now, Boss Yuan and I have a close sisterhood. We are brothers and sisters, and we are as close as brothers and sisters."

"But after becoming the head of the family, the boss has less opportunities to communicate with us grassroots employees. On weekdays, when I call him boss, he always looks at me coldly!" The girl became more and more trembling as she spoke.

"He was not like this before. When we first met, he showed me a kind and kind smile and praised me for my outstanding qualifications and that I was the future star of the family. Once we got to know each other, he often enthusiastically helped me explain the rules and regulations within the family. After the mission is over, he often volunteers to work overtime until late at night, without drinking or smoking, just to encourage our specialists who work day and night. You see——"

At this time, the girl finally took both hands out from behind her back. She flipped out the photo album and found a photo.

Inside is a photo of Yuan Zhisheng, himself, Miss Sakura and others.

Mr. Crow and Mr. Yasha looked solemn as they looked cool and prepared to shoot. Miss Sakura is calm and peaceful, and takes photos decently. Ritsuka was as cheerful as ever, placing her hands on both sides of Minamoto's head to reveal the goat's horns that curved downward.

And Yuan Zhisheng stood in the C position. He smiled so hard that his two rows of teeth were exposed and turned bright white. He looked like a sunny and cheerful boy, with thousands of rays of light shooting out from it.

?

Even Erika's eyes widened slightly, because that was so different from the man's usual image, as far away as the Triangulum Galaxy from the Earth.

Of course, those who are familiar with Photoshop will notice that these are all fake and are duangduang’s special effects.

The background behind the man was distorted. The girl's hand was not comparing goat's horns at all, but ox's horns, but it was almost reversed 180 degrees.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly put away her phone when Erika said, "I've never seen my brother so happy before." She spoke naturally before the other party even took a closer look.

"But now." The girl smiled bitterly.

"Boss Dalian talks to me in a hurry, as impatient as chasing a duck. He clearly doesn't want to see me and treats me like the god of plague." The girl said, "Although I am sad, I still have to smile." Look at Eriyi.

"You know, he even belittled the results of my hard work this morning as mud in the sink and sneered. You see, this is the scene in the laboratory this morning -"

The phone started playing, and a man with a cold face and aloofness appeared on the screen.

He held the handle of the microphone, lowered his waist and said.

[It’s useless, Fujimaru Ritsuka is useless]

Even Eri Yi could vaguely feel the profound neglect and disdain in the cold words.

Eriki couldn't read or understand, but she was greatly shocked. At this time, Fujimaru Ritsuka was still complaining.

"I think it was power that made him lose his way. The position of master is like a wild beast that cannot be controlled by ordinary people. Now his soul has entered the quagmire. The blood of the throne prevents him from smelling the warmth of his relatives and the blood of the throne. The cold makes him unable to feel the company of his family!”

The words she spoke were precise and sincere, as if the man named Yuan Zhisheng had been bound to the cross by the thorns of power, bled with an iron whip, and had his flowers broken open.

The third step of the plan is to turn the strong emotions in the opposite direction - that is, "denigration of Yuan Zhisheng" to the positive direction - that is, "concern for Yuan Zhisheng."

Eriyi's pupils dilated slightly.

My brother is actually in such a dangerous environment?

The head of the Uesugi family's physical age does not match his mental age. Although his body has begun to grow, he still retains a soul as clear as a child's in his heart.

She didn't think about it, she just vaguely felt that she had wronged her brother.

She was ignorant and thought that she was so naive and selfish.

How could he be so preoccupied with himself that he ignored the huge pressure on his brother's shoulders?

The willful but overly sensible girl pursed her lips, unwilling to do so.

【.】

Eriyi wasn't making ellipses, she just put her pen on the notebook and didn't know what to write, so she unknowingly clicked on a few black dots.

The messy spots contained the confusion about our master's past and the chaotic ignorance of the current situation.

The military advisor stood aside with his hands behind his back, smiling with narrowed eyes.

The fourth step is to fan the flames and add fuel to the fire. Sprinkle powdered sugar on the sweet and sour pork ribs.

Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled beside him, and after deliberately pausing for a few seconds, he slowly spoke.

"Hey, but of course I'm not questioning Boss Yuan's love for you. As far as I know, Boss always talks about you and always has you in mind." The turning sentence began to go on the right track, and the girl said more and more The more energetic he said.

"However, even if you are as gentle as a boss, there will be unexpected times. It is very possible that you may misunderstand that you are a girl who is too easily satisfied. No one is a saint, so who can make mistakes?"

"The boss is blinded by power, who can he rely on?"

The girl clasped her hands together and began to knead the mud, more like singing a black and white face.

But this woman finished singing the blackface and put it on someone else's head, and then painted her own face white. At this moment, she looked aloof, drinking green tea and talking like a legitimate guest.

"Don't blame Boss Yuan. In my humble opinion, the boss cares about you more than the master. I think that as long as you act a little willfully today, the young master will start to reflect on his recent past. All kinds of wrongdoings.”

The girl leaned close to Eriki's ear and spoke softly with a magnetic voice.

"Why don't we just indulge a little bit today and treat it as a reminder to the boss?"

"Oh oh oh, this is definitely not a show of temper, but a battle for redemption, the heart of the family, the warm and fervent condolences, and the mission you have to perform as a sister!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes were dark, and there was evil in the corners of her mouth.

At that moment, several red star points flickered in the sky. [Word Spirit Oracle]'s "inducing ability" that would not cause resistance had once worked on the most stubborn creatures in the world, and now it affected the girl.

"At this time, the only one who can save the boss and pull him out of the whirlpool of power is you!!" The girl's voice sounded like a traitor telling lies and deceiving the young emperor, with no guilt in her eyes.

Uesugi, the last emperor, Aixinjueluo, and Eriyi slowly put down the notebook.

She blinked, her eyes contracted and then expanded. At that moment, she seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life, the first red light from the explosion of the universe, and the first spark created by the friction of stone tools by humans.

Am I the only one who can save my brother?

The untrimmed bangs cast a shadow, making the girl's eyes, which were originally as clear as glass, suddenly appear a bit childish and fierce.

Her hands turned into afterimages and she wrote quickly, lifting the notebook with a slight blush.

【Walk. 】

"Where are you heading?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka has a kind face, like an old man in a cage, sitting firmly with a feather fan in his hand.

Eli Yi's little face was tense, as if she had a long road ahead. She wrote words with ink, but it was sonorous and powerful.

——[Buy a game console. 】

"This is excellent."

The feather fan was closed, and the dragon in the cage laughed, moved forward, and followed the girl's back.

The light hit the two of them, and the shadows overlapped and stretched very long, covering the lingering haze behind the girl's joyful eyes.

As I said just now, there are three reasons why the girl behaved like this.

And the third reason

Products obtained in the laboratory.

Man-made monster.

It has a short lifespan and is at risk of collapse at any time.

The tragedy of being created for the selfish desires of others.

Open your eyes in the heavy and thick metal iron door and get in touch with the world.

A girl who longs for the world but is rejected by it. No one wants to get close to her except for a close family member.

(What a happy coincidence.)

Fujimaru Ritsuka followed behind Eriko, with a slight smile on her face but eager steps.

This situation is very, very rare. It is clear that Fujimaru Ritsuka treats everyone equally with gentleness and enthusiasm. But she might.

I'm a little worried about this little guy named Eri Yi.

ps: There is only this chapter today, two in one, 5,000 words.

The characters in Dragon Clan that are similar to Xingyue are not just the Doctor and Eriki (someone in the book club guessed that I would write about the similarities between Matthew and Eriki), other characters will be mentioned later.

Speaking of which, I doubt that many people are aware of what is going on in the timeline of 2006. Yes, Eri was only sixteen years old at this time.

Chu Zihang should be in the first year of high school at the moment, and Lu Ming is not in the third year of junior high school.

Li Xiang and Lu Ming are not in the same grade.