The Dragon Clan starts with poaching the corner of Kassel

It was past 11 o'clock, and there were few pedestrians on the street.

In the backstreet of National University of Tokyo, a ramen cart was parked on the street.

The lamp shades were all dark yellow and the fluorescent lamps were connected to the batteries. The dim light shined through the cloth cover, illuminating a small area.

This type of mobile ramen stall looks very old at first glance, and was quite common in the Showa era.

Although the taste and environment are not comparable to those famous ramen shops in Shibuya, Ginza, the price is cheap, the quantity is large and affordable, so it always attracts some part-time workers and poor students who are not very good at it. passable.

This ramen stall has been open at the back door of Dongda University for several years. Some students who are short of money for various reasons often visit it, and it has gained a bit of reputation.

The master of the stall is quite young and I don’t know his last name. The regular customers just call him Master Yue.

Master Koshi feels like the kind of ramen chef that appears in old Showa movies. He has all the elements he should have, and he is like the embodiment of stereotypes.

Wearing a white linen work uniform with a black towel tied on his forehead, he seemed to have been working with ramen all his life.

However, this is indeed the case. He has been making ramen on this old street for sixty years. From being unfamiliar at the beginning to being proficient, this time is so long that it can even be said to be a "lifetime" for many people.

Regular customers all know that Master Yue has been in this business for decades and his skills are quite good. They just don’t know why he keeps setting up a stall in this small place.

Some kind-hearted students would worry about the old man's health when they came to eat noodles and persuade him to go back early to provide for his retirement. Master Yue just smiled happily and said that his body was still strong and he could live for at least another hundred years.

Therefore, the students admire this ramen chef’s positive and optimistic attitude towards life.

However, the school is on vacation recently, and college students are a group of free wild horses. They have already gone back to their homes and had their own parties.

The business of the ramen stall opened in such a place is naturally not good today, and it has not improved much. It has entered a period of burnout several times a year.

The ramen cart was filled with the fragrance of bone soup, and the ramen chef, who was sitting on a small round stool made of yellow pear wood from somewhere, leaning behind the counter and watching a movie boredly, suddenly heard an energetic shout. The sound came from outside:

"Four bowls of ramen! Boss!!"

I glanced at the old green clock next to me. It was already o'clock, and there were girls going out to eat?

A little surprised, Master Yue quickly turned off the indecent video and prepared to welcome this guest whose voice sounded very young.

He was indeed a very bad guy when he was young, but people always change when they get older, and he didn't want to pollute the child's pure heart.

Almost the moment he turned off the small TV, a gray-haired girl in a white sailor suit jumped into the car aggressively, her bright eyes flickering around the car.

If Master Yue hadn't been quick, I'm afraid the scenes from the little movies he collected would have fallen into this little girl's eyes.

"welcome."

The ramen chef secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling happy that he had protected the innocence of another child. Then he looked at the guest who came to eat noodles in the middle of the night in a vague and quick way.

The girl looks to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her eyes and hair are both rare gray, giving people a lively and cute impression at first glance.

The astonishing beauty seemed to be made in heaven, giving people a dreamlike and unreal feeling, which made Master Yue suddenly have a strange idea of ​​"seeing a fairy in a fairy tale".

Feeling that the age gap between him and the other party is enough to be called grandfather and grandson, he quietly hid his collection of Action Videos under the counter, and the ramen chef showed a kind smile on his face:

"Four bowls of ramen? What flavor do you want, little sister?"

Qishi pouted and looked down at the menu on the counter with some distress. It was difficult for him to choose what he wanted to eat.

In the era in which she lived, the glorious civilization of mankind in the Golden Age was almost destroyed, and even entertainment works had become something that needed archeology to restore, inherit and carry forward. Of course, there are no need to mention the records about food. Nanami, who was born from human research on machinery, has only a cold record of food like ramen that is stored in the memory circuit.

——In other words, I want to eat them all!

"Then please give her one portion of each kind. Don't worry, she won't waste it." Bu Shun then stretched out his hand to push aside the blue cloth and said with a smile: "Please give me two portions of the rest." Bone ramen, seafood ramen, both with an egg.”

Brother and sister? Father and daughter?

It can't be a female student and her sponsor father who come out to work in the middle of the night, right?

In his heart, he felt strange about this strange combination, but Master Yue did not express his unnecessary curiosity. He just pretended to be embarrassed and patted the dough on the chopping board: "The two guests have to wait a while, so If it’s more, it might take a little longer to do.”

"It's okay~~"

Not bothered by the wait at all, Qishi turned around and looked out of the car, shouting: "This way, this way!"

Master Yue's eyes widened slightly on his sharp face: "Besides the two of you, are there any other guests?"

<divclass="contentadv"> Hearing Bu Shun say that Qishi could eat so many noodles by himself, he thought that Bu Shun ordered them all for him, and he sighed in his heart at how big the two guests were. Hard to underestimate.

"Yes, I came here with my students."

Pulling a bench for Qi Shi, who couldn't stand still, Bu Shun also found a place to sit down, looking at the small stew pot with a bit of nostalgia, "Master Yue probably doesn't remember me. A few months ago, I came to eat at your place once, and I missed it very much."

After hearing what he said, Master Yue took a serious look at the young man in front of him with a heroic face and aloof temperament. He tried hard to recall, and then he pulled out a scene from his memory that he had long forgotten - —

It was a rainy day, and a young man without an umbrella walked into the ramen stall wet.

The young man at that time had a sad look on his face, as if he was going through some major decision, and looked quite embarrassed.

He ordered a bowl of tonkotsu ramen, which is Master Yue's specialty. Master Yue lent him a clean towel to dry off the water on his body, and also bought him a braised egg.

"you are……"

Without remembering Bu Shun's name, Master Yue found it difficult to match the appearance of the down-and-out social beast with the young man in front of him. He could only shake his head with a wry smile, "People have bad memories as they get older... But it seems that your guest has been in trouble recently. Things have turned around."

"My name is Bu Shun. Thanks to some friends from the past, I have settled down now." Bu Shun smiled, "Thank you, Master, for giving me a braised egg at that time. When I think about it later, I have always wanted to come." Master, please come here again."

Master Yue joked quite humorously: "Then the braised eggs this time will cost extra~"

While the two were chatting for a few words, Master Yue noticed that the cute little girl sat back again, and then a white palm opened the blue curtain of the carriage.

Two young men who seemed to be about the same age followed behind and squeezed into this not-so-large space.

Master Yue guessed that this should be the student Bu Shun was talking about.

"Are these two your students as well? It seems..." Master Yue choked for a moment. It was difficult to think of suitable words to describe the new guests he saw in front of him, so he could only praise twice dryly: "... … They all look good, too.”

If these two new guests were called students, wouldn't it be a bit "violating the rules"?

One of the girls with long red hair was wearing a red miko uniform. The loose and tight clothes were rugged, but paired with her innocent eyes, she unintentionally revealed a different kind of charm.

The other young man with a long ponytail has a delicate face. If not for a closer look, ordinary people might just think that he is a beautiful girl.

His skin was slightly pale, his autumn-like eyes were filled with a gloomy light, and his white stand-up collared uniform with blue trim was well-fitting and elegant.

It looks like a dream, like glass, and a fragile dreamy feeling arises.

more importantly……

Both the red-haired girl and this strange young man with black hair and ponytail were holding a Japanese sword in their hands.

After a long period of daily life, Master Yue, who had become a little dull, finally felt that something was not right with the few guests who came to eat in front of him.

"Guest... I would like to ask, where are you teachers and students?"

The ramen chef straightened his back. Although he was still dressed in an ordinary way, his body with clear muscle lines suddenly became as calm and oppressive as a mountain.

With the bright golden eyes lighting up, this old man instantly completed the transformation from a craftsman who has been immersed in the art of ramen for sixty years to the supreme underworld!

Although he looks inconspicuous and has been selling his own ramen on this old street day after day for sixty years, what flows in his body is the purest dragon blood among the descendants of the White King! At the same time, he was also the leader respected by the "Sheqi Eight Families", the real rulers of the Far East!

Uesugoshi stared at Fushun, who was obviously the leader of the group, with sharp eyes.

The royal blood flowing in every vein in his body was boiling, and a sharp sense of crisis like needles screamed wantonly in his mind.

All the changes started when the two people walked into this humble ramen stall, because Uesugi could clearly feel... that red-haired girl was a terrifyingly powerful hybrid!

Even as the "Emperor", he instinctively felt the fear called "death" in an instant!

However, Bu Shun had already mastered the Feilong Tanyun Hands, stretched out his chopsticks with great difficulty, and picked out a beautifully colored braised egg from the small pot.

Putting the stewed egg that came by hand into the small dish in front of Nanami, Bu Shun did not look at Uesugoshi's eyes, which were brighter than light bulbs and were more suitable for lighting even in the dark night.

The person who answered for him was Yuan Zongnu.

The boy-female young man had a complicated expression on his face. Looking at the aging man in front of him, who could only feel a little of the majesty he once had as an imperial hybrid in his eyes, he shouted in a low voice:

"……Father."

"My name is Minamoto Naomi, and her name is Uesugi Eriki."

More, sorry, Rua. For the past two days, I have been writing code side by side with my brothers in the e-sports hotel. It is indeed more peaceful than at home.