Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

The evening in Tokyo is the color of neon.

The smoke rising upwards from the push cart owner cooking ramen, the flashing water lights outside the gorgeous store, the white-collar workers wearing loose ties who just got off work, and the JK miniskirt that perfectly complies with fluid mechanics and surges like waves.

At least at the moment, this is the richest city in the world.

Of course, it's not all about the advantages. Rather, it's precisely because this is the richest city that it's the most deformed.

After all, this is a country bound by rules. The entire country is a complex machine, and everyone is a part of this machine, bound by rules to run at high speed.

Well, it’s really scary to think about such a life.

There are countless books and movies that discuss this country, this city’s deformed structure and abnormal culture, so I won’t go into details here. But if you want to shoot with themes such as cyberpunk, this prosperous and luxurious city with different life styles would be a good location.

but--

Tokyo time, April 4, 2006, 6 p.m., all the people who passed by the Hana no Port Crepe Shop at Lane 32, Inoshita Road, Tokyo at that time, lost the numbness of the past.

Everyone was convinced that they had seen an angel.

"Hey~"

What caught his eye was a beautiful red shadow.

The girl has sleek red hair, the length of which reaches just around her shoulders. The skin is as fair and rosy as gelatin, and the orange eyes are very clear, with a heroic spirit that is not overbearing.

Blue and white lining, Adidas jacket, and denim hot pants reveal her slender white legs, and her figure still looks slim under the sports coat.

I saw her jumping off one foot, her arms in mid-air reaching high into the sky, and her body stretched out, which was more beautiful than any picture or image that flashed in the minds of passers-by at this moment.

That posture no longer looked like a young lady preparing to help a child on the roadside get a balloon, but more like a girl who was looking forward to light and salvation, yearning for freedom and beauty, spreading her wings towards the sun but being burned by the fire, and dispersed like mist. Carlos.

"Icarus" hit one end of the balloon stuck in the branch of a tree and bounced it up. He then landed lightly, holding the balloon with his hands that was distributed for free at the entrance of the shopping mall and printed with a message for the hero team.

"Tokusou Sentai buster link?"

Icarus, who had his back to the children, was seen twisting the tangled balloon strings with his hands and muttering to himself.

"On Sunday, it will be shown on TV Asahi, around 9 a.m., right?"

"Eh?.Yes!"

The little girl who lost the balloon was in a daze and stayed for a few seconds before quickly replying.

"No, then don't lose it again." The young lady looked back with a smile and handed the property back to its original owner.

Because of her height, she had to bend down to talk to the child. At this time, the distance between them was not too abrupt and intimate, but just in a position that would not make the other person feel shy. It can be said to be the golden section. One point seems distant, one point less seems reckless.

If there were any skilled social terrorists here, they would definitely call them experts.

Sure enough, she saw the little comrade in the yellow duck school uniform in front of her, with a slightly red face because of fear of life, looking up at this very mature girl in her eyes. The corners of the originally red eyes were trembling slightly, and there was something in them. Light.

"Sister, do you also watch buster link?"

"Yeah, occasionally. After all, there was Kamen Rider Kabuto to watch in the previous session."

"I watch this too!"

The red on the little girl's face became even deeper.

The young lady who seemed very easy to get along with showed her most friendly smile, and in just a few words, she changed her image in the girl's mind from a handsome older sister passing by to a super handsome older sister who shared the same hobbies with her.

Looking into the girl's throbbing eyes, the super handsome elder sister thought for a moment, and as if to prove her words, she stroked the little girl's soft hair with one hand and raised a finger with the other hand.

The neon lights shed fine flakes of light, illuminating the slender fingers that were as white as jade.

"Grandma said."

Fingertips brushed past, and the fair skin was dimly hidden in the black hair. When it appeared, a bunch of baby's breath flowers representing luck quietly appeared, sandwiched between the index finger and the middle finger.

“Flowers make all women shine, and I feel the same way.”

The eldest sister wiped the red corners of the little girl's eyes with her thumb, wiped away the tears she had shed due to worry, and then handed the flowers to her hand. The girl looked straight at the bouquet of flowers, her face flushed.

"Then it's agreed. Don't let go of important things next time. Partners of justice also have holidays. If you bother others to work overtime, be careful, you won't be able to get signatures in the future~"

"Um"

The super-handsome elder sister lectured in a nonchalant way, while the little girl's giddy brain refused to accept anyone who came. She just nodded in agreement with blurred eyes.

"Ah, but remember not to accept things from strangers other than myself."

As if remembering something, the eldest sister added.

"I won't accept anyone who wants you as my sister."

The girl responded, but for some reason her head was buried when she said this, making her expression unclear.

Okay, so awesome!

The people who were secretly watching from a distance couldn't help but be shocked. They all looked at him sideways. They felt in their hearts that the younger generation was terrifying and that this person was so terrifying. His aura was so powerful that it made the white-collar workers who had been working for ten years lose all their skills. They couldn't help but untie the knot. The black suit and tie symbolizes spiritual support in exchange for the right to breathe normally.

However, the protagonist in the center of the picture did not take it seriously at this time. She stood up with her hands on her knees and said.

"Sister, I have something else to do next, so I need to take the first step."

"wait--"

The little girl quickly raised her head, clasped her hands and spoke nervously.

"Sister, what's your name?"

"?"

Icarus is wrong, the super handsome older sister who likes special effects movies looks back.

"Grandma said - eh~ Sorry, I really can't give you a handsome name at this time."

Looking back, she smiled charmingly, the pink hair in the Sixth Palace was colorless, and the red-haired girl said this.

"My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka, just an ordinary person, Fujimaru Ritsuka~"

That day, the destination of ordinary person Fujimaru Ritsuka was a store that looked slightly clean.

This private restaurant called Dragon's Bamboo is supposed to be a membership-only and reservation-only restaurant. There is no queue at all in front of the door, and you can only see luxury cars parked in the distance.

Fujimaru Ritsuka wiped away the non-existent thin sweat in a girlish way, took out her mobile phone and checked the time.

(Six twelve minutes, eighteen minutes left before the agreed time)

Ritsuka closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then exhaled it slowly. This movement seemed extremely long, as if when she opened her eyes, she would see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, an unavoidable abyss of hell. But when she opened her eyes again, those eyes were filled with light as if she had made some awakening.

The phone was hung down and placed beside the body, and the content of a text message notification was displayed below the time mark.

[Dear Ms. Fujimaru Ritsuka:

Thank you for participating in the blood donation event organized in the community on March 28. Based on your previous experience, we have reason to judge that you are taking the initiative to show us a friendly attitude and sincerity.

With your wisdom, you should have roughly guessed our purpose.

But please allow me to introduce myself. Sheqi Bajia is a professional organization with high quality, high requirements and high mobility. We have many industries and cover a wide range of fields, but we guarantee that they are the pillars of the Japanese economy and are reasonable, legal and compliant. .

Based on this, we uphold an open, win-win, honest and honest attitude and serve Japanese citizens wholeheartedly.

Therefore, we are very honored to receive your application. After careful evaluation, we believe that you have reached the highest membership standards of the Eight Sheqi Families, and hereby extend our most sincere invitation to you.

If possible, please call the following number as soon as you receive this letter, and Miss Sakura Yabuki will arrange an interview for you.

If you have any questions, please contact us. I will assist her in providing services to you. I am Kaguya, secretary and head of the communications department of the Sheqi Hachi Family. Nice to meet you.

Hope to meet you at our home next time.

Sincerely yours,

Princess Kaguya】

What chicken? ——This was Fujimaru Ritsuka’s earliest reaction after receiving this text message.

I'm super, it's finally here - this was Fujimaru Ritsuka's second reaction.

As for why Fujimaru Ritsuka was so ecstatic and eager to receive such a suspicious and twisted text message, it seems that she had expected it, and this matter is also very easy to explain. because.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, fifteen years old, is a reborn person.

ps: ps: 1. At this time, the timeline is 2006. Yuan Zhisheng returned from Kassel and became the director of the Executive Bureau. Xiami has not yet gone to hook up with Chu Zihang, Lu Shenren has not yet met Chen Wenwen, and all the stories have begun. It hasn’t started yet (Chu Tianjiao:?) By the way, kabuto seems to be from 2006

2. Fujimaru Ritsuka's "rebirth" has a reason, and it affects something that existed in a certain dragon world in ancient times, but has disappeared in modern times. This setting will be slowly revealed later, and will affect the favorability of all the natives of the dragon world towards her.

3. The female version of Ritsuka Fujimaru's character design is a bit vague. I tend to refer to a small part of Fantasy Carnival and some second creations (after all, she has been reborn). The voice line and a small part of the image are slightly based on "Lickles".