Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

At the door of Uniqlo's locker room, a female commissioner and four male commissioners were standing ready with their hands behind their backs.

They received a direct order from the head of the family. Although it was strange to have to go out to guard Uniqlo on a day off, since it was the head of the Minamoto Chisei family who said it, there was nothing wrong with it.

The Japanese have always been stubborn and blindly obedient to the actions of their superiors.

Believe first, then believe.

But to be honest, the waiting time was still a bit long. It was so difficult in a quiet environment where several people did not know each other and did not talk to each other.

After all, this is not the mission goal of violent suppression, but to serve as a guard at the entrance of Uniqlo. It is still a bit embarrassing to say it out.

Therefore, no one noticed that there were little imperceptible red lights mixed in with the white lamps in the locker room, which began to flicker.

Time passed by minute by second, and after thinking about it, someone finally broke the balance.

"That one (anosa)."

Among them, Commissioner A spoke first and hesitated.

"Fart, fart."

Commissioner B is rude and is a typical commissioner of the eight Sheqi families. He is from the same school as the master of the Yasha faction.

"I think he wants to say——" Commissioner C answered calmly. "No matter how easy it is for Ms. Uesugi to get into trouble, if Director Fujimaru is following you, there is no need to be so nervous. There is no need to get into trouble—"

"Puff~"

Commissioner A made a cheerful breathing sound.

"You really just want to fart, don't you! Oh, it stinks - you ate two for lunch, right?" Commissioner C couldn't keep his calm persona, and complained with a distorted face.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself and went to the popular recommendation on the review website. Don't tell me, it's not as good as Master Yue. Master Yue's ramen is not that good, but he said it was recommended by Director Fujimaru and his attitude immediately improved. Yes, I was given double garlic, double back fat, and double crushed chili pepper." Commissioner A tried to defend his stomach.

"Isn't it all free?!" Commissioner D interrupted, shocked.

"That's right, Master Yue is like that." Commissioner B catered.

After the Genji Heavy Industries attack, most people in the Executive Bureau knew that there was another ramen chef in Tokyo who was very important, powerful, and had a good relationship with the current Director of the Executive Bureau.

For this reason, there were many specialists who went to the "holy land tour" and "on-site check-in", and these specialists were among them. Under this wave of events, Master Yue, who was originally just running a small business at the back door of the University of Tokyo, became distressed.

I was a little happy at first, and developed side selling points such as oden and Jiro ramen.

It turned out that the taste was obviously not that good, but more and more people came to visit, and it was too busy. Recently, I took my ramen stall to Chiba next door and set up a stall in front of Disneyland.

After all, when people get older, they need to nourish their eyes and cultivate their sentiments. Either look at female college students or primary school girls.

It sounds weird.

In any case, the commissioners were naturally grieved and regretful, and meeting their beloved director during a tour of the Holy Land became an unattainable luxury.

"Speaking of this—I still have a photo with Director Fujimaru."

At this time, Commissioner A spoke again. He carefully took out a crumpled photo from his chest pocket and covered it with trembling hands. It was like building a fire in a survival game and couldn't help but show off to others, but he was afraid that his teammates would come over and press the R button. It's a contradiction to tear it down for him.

After all, in a sense, it is already a collector's edition.

"Look, you guys, Yabuki Sakura-senpai is also up there."

The other four commissioners couldn't help but come closer. They paid attention to the locker room with their peripheral vision, and then carefully observed the scenes in the photos.

An ordinary older man, skip.

About two bodies away from the man, a girl with orange-red hair bent over and came closer. She had a cheerful and lively smile on her face, and she made a simple scissor gesture, but she had a youthful feeling.

There was a cool and beautiful woman next to the girl. The girl with the name of Sakura just tilted her head slightly, showed a polite and business smile, and folded her hands on her thighs, as if taking a formal photo.

If you look carefully, you can see that a ramen chef wearing a white turban squeezes into the picture in the corner of the photo. It's slightly blurry because it's so fast, like a supernatural event.

When several commissioners saw this scene, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Yeah, little brother." Commissioner B changed his previous rude behavior. He seemed to have made a big discovery. He put his hand in front of his mouth in surprise and said if it was serious, "I see there is something evil in your photo." , I know the eminent monk of Sensoji Temple, why don’t you let the master do it properly and then hand it over to you?"

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"Hey, speaking of which, I actually have some relatives from the Vatican. Why not combine the two swords, the east and the west, so that the evil things in this photo can't escape?" Commissioner D also said at the right time.

"This is excellent." Commissioner B smiled.

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Everyone praised the beauty of the photo and scolded the photographer for his poor composition. The atmosphere was lively until another person suddenly shot a cold arrow.

"Speaking of -"

Commissioner C deliberately protracted the end of his sentence, and said in a deep voice that was unusually abrupt.

"Whose side are you on?"

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No one reacted to the sudden words, but after turning to look at the extremely serious gaze of the person who spoke, and following it, they slowly realized something.

They looked at the photo of two girls standing close together and pondered.

Commissioner B's meaning was captured by everyone, but they did not expect that such a serious topic would be discussed in a place like Uniqlo, so they had to consider it with the caution of an enemy.

After a long time, Commissioner A slowly raised his hand.

He had a stern look on his face, like a contestant who had survived to the final stages of a puzzle competition show. He had to think deeply about every question before reluctantly speaking out.

He said--

"The director is 1."

"fart!"

"Correct, to the point, rational, reasonable."

"walk slowly."

The commissioners reacted quickly. Some were happy, some were sad, some were convinced and some were unconvinced. The several commissioners were immediately divided into several categories. But without exception, their faces were filled with excitement that was not there just now.

I saw someone say it again.

"Wrong! I see that Ms. Yabuki Sakura's calm demeanor means she will definitely not be considered the weak side. On the contrary, it is the director. Don't look at the director's magnanimity. In fact, in private, he might still be embarrassed and hesitate. .”

One commissioner started a heated discussion on the topic "Modeling and solving method of electric excitation synchronous motor system based on discrete state event driving". Others responded enthusiastically to his statement.

"I'll give you five hundred yen and write a few hundred words."

"The director is 0? Wrong, deviant, and nonsense."

"walk slowly."

Several people suddenly discussed these serious philosophical issues, fell into a storm of thinking, and the fighting spirit between them turned into a mighty fierce horse.

The horses roared and roared, as if they were trampling the heaven and earth, shattering the void, and colliding with each other to create blazing sparks.

But suddenly, Commissioner A discovered that there was one person who had been staying away from the topic. From just now, there were only four commissioners having a conversation.

"Commissioner E, why are you silent? Are you shy?"

Commissioner A said doubtfully.

"First of all, what is the name of Commissioner E? Why do you call me with the pronoun used in novels that are too lazy to come up with a name?" Commissioner E was indifferent. She is a female commissioner with regular features, but there is a youthful look on her left eye. Scars for dangerous hybrids.

She crossed her arms and kept her eyes fixed on the Uniqlo changing room. She was meticulous and showed no sign of participating in the conversation.

"I'm just not interested in this issue."

"What?!"*4

The four commissioners were shocked. How could anyone in the world be so calm and ruthless, even disdainful of their boss's CP relationship? Are you the thousand-year-old Xuan Bing who has successfully reincarnated?

"Don't get me wrong." Commissioner E frowned and said. She didn't like being misunderstood, so she explained. "No one in this world can completely avoid the joy of CP. I just don't want to blaspheme Director Fujimaru."

"Oh? Then where are you aiming?" Commissioner A was suddenly confused.

In this huge executive bureau, there are very few praiseworthy pairs. Could it be that——

"You can't be the CP of the station director and the fierce ghosts and dragons and horses!" Commissioner A was shocked - then he suddenly understood and nodded slowly to confirm. "It's a good idea!"

"Imprison tag?"

"It's a new path."

"I'm bored. I want to watch Director Jiuchiroulin."

The other commissioners pondered carefully and rubbed their chins, but Commissioner E was anxious.

"Nonsense!" She smacked her lips angrily with a blush on her pretty face.

"After all, why are girls matching each other? Do you men like to see girls sticking together so much?"

"like."

"Daisuki!"

"Here are a thousand yen. Please tell me the details and stick them together."

"I can't hide it now!"

Several male commissioners spoke out and even spoke out.

"In the final analysis, male-female CP is too bland, too secular, and too stimulating for those of us who live in blood and blood all year round."

"agree."

"This is correct, dialectical and in line with humanistic logic."

"That's right, that's the case with the Executive Director."

Although what several commissioners said was completely incorrect, Commissioner E's reaction was even more strange.

She blinked, then tilted her head, and her words even silenced several commissioners.

"Ah? What are you talking about? I'm not talking about opposite-sex pornography."

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The four commissioners were stunned for a moment.

ah?

You don’t prefer Director Fujimaru, but you don’t prefer CP of the opposite sex, then you...

etc.

etc.

Could it be

Da da!

Snapped!

The frame clicked.

boom--

The mannequin next to them was knocked down, and several commissioners began to flee around in panic, trying their best to distance themselves from the female commissioner.

The reason is simple——

"Why are you having such a big reaction?! Is this weird?!" Commissioner E couldn't help complaining and ridiculing when he saw the embarrassed looks of several people. "You can like girls, but I can't like boys!?"

The sound was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, like a flood. For a moment, several people were unable to refute, and their necks were stuck.

"this"

Several male compatriots looked at each other, and their souls were defeated by the spell. They licked their lips with trembling, and then slowly got up from the ground after sorting out their mood.

They looked at each other a few more times, then coughed, straightened their collars, and finally Commissioner A took the lead.

"You're right, that's not bad. It's because we have a narrow vision and didn't take your feelings into consideration. How about this, to compensate, let you tell me who you like?"

Commissioner A stretched out his hand to invite with a polite smile and sincere words. Naturally, the female commissioner's eyes lit up after hearing these words.

"real?"

She first glanced at everyone with joy, and everyone cooperated with their mouths trembling, showing a sincere smile. Seeing this, Commissioner E Long was overjoyed. She raised her voice and spoke out the sincere call from her soul.

"I like the CP of Crow and Senior Yasha."

"yue!"*4

Without stopping for a moment, the four of them just vomited and fell to their knees on the ground, looking in pain.

"You!" Commissioner E said angrily, angrily.

"Don't you all understand?! The sparks created by the collision between the seemingly calm and cold Crow-senpai with gold-rimmed glasses and the rude but thoughtful Yasha-senpai!"

"yue!——"*4

The four of them no longer had any room to refute or pretend. Just by hearing the words, they seemed to be on the verge of falling from a one-star fighter to a third-level fighter.

They knew about Mr. Crow and Yasha.

After all, that was the legendary first-generation senior of the Executive Bureau!

Although the relationship seems distant, after all, the keywords of "predecessor" and "first generation" are involved, which sounds very strong! There is a feeling of being an unknown expert from this world, and there is a sense of tragedy that he will be retrieved by the protagonist group as an important supporting role in the final battle, and will be brutally killed by the villain in the end.

Therefore, everyone in the executive bureau, big and small, are fans of the two, or at least admirers.

But in their eyes, the bloody brothers who are decisive, clean and decisive in their actions, after getting involved in physical relations,

good--

What a dirty word, what a demonic voice!

Several people showed stunned expressions and turned blue.

"That's all, as long as I can understand." Commissioner E looked disgusted when he saw this and waved his hand.

In this way, a few people barely got the right to breathe and swallowed the lunch food back into their throats. Commissioner D, who had a simple temperament, hesitated for a moment and ventured into the admonishment road.

"Even if you say that, at least the director does have a kind of madness about men and women, but Senior Crow and Senior Yasha are completely nonsense, right?"

Commissioner E paused and shook his head.

"Sincerity leads to spirituality, just like the legendary Joan of Arc who could hear the voice of heaven with the blessing of devout faith, I can also hear the revelations given to me by God." Commissioner E put his hands next to his ears and whispered softly .

"Even now, I seem to be able to hear the voices of Senior Crow and Senior Yasha bickering!"

"Girl, please let Sajia go. I really can't vomit. I can't get out at all, and I can't leave until I finish cleaning for a while." Commissioner B persuaded. He had a strong temper and vomited the most. At this moment, he could no longer find the place. His wild posture and pale complexion seemed to be malnourished.

He and the other commissioners looked for consensus, and everyone nodded.

Except for one person.

The initiator of the topic, Commissioner A, was in a strange state at the moment.

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"?" Commissioner B noticed something unusual.

"Commissioner A, why don't you speak? Are you mute?" Commissioner B asked in confusion.

"You" Commissioner A's voice trembled, he frowned, he was confused, he thought about it before and after, and then he spoke uncertainly.

"Didn't you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

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"What happened?"

Several commissioners became increasingly puzzled.

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Commissioner A's eyes at this time seemed to hide the stormy waves and the abyss of Naraku. As an elite of the Executive Bureau, his word spirit is the serial number 59 [Word Spirit·Kamaitachi].

The releaser forms a large field with himself as the center, and establishes complex sound channels within the field, thereby mastering all the small sounds within the field. Although he is not particularly specialized in combat, he is very useful as a support player.

Moreover, the spirit of speech itself will have a certain positive impact on the user himself. At least Specialist A's hearing will be slightly better than that of ordinary people.

Therefore, he was confident that he could hear sounds that other commissioners did not hear.

So he was so frightened that his legs began to tremble, and then he trembled and looked at Commissioner B, slurring his words.

"I heard it, I heard the voices of Senior Crow and Senior Yasha."

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Commissioner B was stunned for a second.

"What are you talking about? Senior Crow and Senior Yasha have always followed our master. Isn't it normal to participate in this battle? Where is that? After all, they are the first generation seniors of the director. I have always wanted to pay tribute to that person. Let me see how heroic you two are!"

When Commissioner A saw Commissioner B's excited look, his eyes were complicated, but he still raised his hand tremblingly and pointed to the changing room of Uniqlo.

"The second room on the left."

"Really?!" Commissioner E was the first to become ecstatic.

"Very good!"

"As expected of the legendary commissioner, his thinking is different from ours. Instead of staying outside, he enters the locker room to conduct surveillance!"

Several commissioners also became excited. After all, the other party was a prominent figure in the Executive Bureau. Although there were not many direct incidents, all recent legendary stories in the Executive Bureau were related to these two.

As a fan, why not go and pay homage?

It is said that the other party has a gentle personality and is easy to talk to. Well, now that we have met, there is no reason why we should not take a group photo together as a souvenir.

They took steps towards the locker room. As this move progressed, the voices in the locker room gradually became clear——

"What are you doing?"

"Ha, so are you anyway"

".Stop it."

"don't want."

Commissioner B stopped.

Commissioner C stopped.

Commissioner D paused.

Commissioner E was stunned.

As the distance got closer, the vague words gradually became clear.

"Hey, don't do this kind of thing here." He begged hard, it was the restraint of a person with half-dignity on the edge of the cliff, as if a crystal fell from a high altitude and shattered, even if it was bonded, it was filled with cracks.

But what he responded to were cruel words.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Don't do unnecessary things! Otherwise, I will send out those photos. Crow - you don't want the director to know anything about you, right?" The voice was cruel and cruel. Urgent, warm and fiery, aloof as if everything is under control, a cold lick that makes one's hair stand on end.

"You!." The voice wanted to struggle, but the stern question was like a blood-stained paper kite, so thin and fragile when it fell on the hand, as if it would be torn into pieces with just a little force, and there was no way to resist.

".I understand, then you should finish it quickly." The kite shattered into pieces, leaving only the broken red color scattered on the ground.

"Haha, first of all, can you tell me your age?"

".Twenty-four years old, a commissioner of the Executive Board."

"Hey~ Are you doing any exercise? I see you are quite strong."

"I'm not doing anything, but I was dragged to the gym by that Ritsuka guy recently."

"What?! How dare you mention other people's names in front of me!?"

"? You-wait, hum!!"

At that moment, something broke.

After listening to the above words, the commissioners felt an inexplicable chill rising in their hearts.

They seemed to have left the warm shopping mall. This was not the entrance of Uniqlo, but an empty castle.

Cold, damp moss covered the old building, and slimy and bloated reptiles walked freely between the stone bricks. Most of the green plants had withered, taking on a dark, ink-like color.

It was a dead place that made people feel extremely uncomfortable and disgusting. The thick and nauseating air seems to be forced into the depths of your lungs, and there is only the sound of wind and rustling in your ears, but this is clearly something indescribable that is constantly whispering in your ears!

The commissioners really wished they could protect their sanity, but that was not an evil ghost at all, but an ugly god!

Darkness fell in the gloomy gray-blue sky, overwhelming the last visible rays of the sun, and casting strange shadows on the ground. God spread out his ugly tentacles from the distant horizon.

Yes! He's awake! Hell, I don’t think I can leave!

The river located in the distance like a link began to twist, and densely packed animal carcasses floated on the river, messy and ugly.

No! It's calling me!

No, please!

"Hmph, hum, hum! (Nasal sound)"

This damn sound! ! ! !

Get out of my head! ! —————

“Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

No ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !

At that moment, all the commissioners collapsed, subconsciously moved their heads away from the locker room, turned their backs to the locker room and let out screams of collapse, rolled their eyes and fell to their knees. Commissioner E's nose felt hot, the world was spinning, and he fell to the ground. Only the index finger on his hand was stretched forward, pointing straight ahead, in a miserable "death state".

And just after the deathly silence -

The curtain of the dressing room was opened.

Ritsuka walked out of the dressing room with Erika. She slowly scanned the scene in front of her with a blank look on her face.

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Why is it better than I thought?

ps: I have described the mental disorder of the executive director a long time ago. You can just think that it is caused by the excessive spread of spiritual elements in [Spiritual Oracle].

What? Are you saying that I just want to go crazy?

I can't say.

As compensation, I will consider writing more free chapters in the future.

Spare me, I really can't stop my hands and my brain. (sad

If you don’t understand the gist of this article, then don’t understand it or read it. You are correct, excellent, in line with the core values ​​of socialism, and have a bright future.