Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

"Didn't you follow me in the end?"

On the sidewalk, Crow and Yasha were holding red and white plastic cups, holding Coca-Cola and ice cubes in their mouths and slurring their words. Sakura was at the end of the conversation and laughing, and occasionally used her peripheral vision to warn her surroundings.

The Fujimaru girl followed behind easily, looking around from time to time and saying hello to the shopkeepers she knew. She traveled to almost half of Tokyo to practice her social skills. To be exaggerated, she had acquaintances everywhere in the city.

Hmm. It's indeed an exaggeration.

"After all, I have joined the job, and - ah, good morning Yoshida-san, please have a vanilla popsicle, Crow-san, Yasha-san, Miss Sakura, do you want it?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Kuo. You want popsicles to bribe a gangster? And I haven't drunk Coke yet. Red beans are the essence of the Japanese, right? Mung beans, give me the red beans."

"I want mung beans."

"Then I'll just be the same as Fujimaru-san."

It was morning, which was originally the time of day when there were the least crowds of people, but the four of them walking down the street with popsicles in their mouths still attracted a lot of attention.

Putting aside the pretentious clothes of Crow and Yasha, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Yabuki Sakura themselves have extraordinary looks. The former is wearing a dark red loose jacket and sports shorts, with his hands in his trouser pockets and only his wrists as delicate and warm as white jade are exposed. , is a qualified jc clothing. The latter wears a white casual suit and denim trousers, which is closer to an urban beauty on vacation.

But Miss Sakura is not that old.

The minute thoughts flashed by, Fujimaru Ritsuka rolled the sweet popsicle in his mouth into his throat, turned to Yabuki Sakura and asked.

"So, my task today is to understand the daily work of the organization?"

"Yeah" Miss Sakura hesitated for a moment, seeming to be considering her words.

“Precisely understand some of what you need to know and the work that will be assigned to you later.”

Although it was a bit roundabout, Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded his head to show that he understood.

"So, what is our first step? Ask someone for protection money?"

"Hehehehe."

Laughter suddenly came from the front, and the two men in tourist uniforms shook their heads as if mocking the girl's innocence.

"naive!"

"Crow Sangsan can also speak English?"

"Protection money and so on, do you think you are a high school student with too much energy in adolescence? What we have to do now is much more serious than that."

"Oh oh oh~"

"Watch it."

Crow closed the real-time translation record of Kaguya on his phone and pointed to a tavern in front of the road.

The distance from the commercial street we just passed was not too far. After about two crossroads, the decoration of the store began to change.

Although the lights and neon lights that should be dazzling during the day have been turned off, leaving only a somewhat cheap plastic texture under the sun, there are as many stores as stars, but now there are no people in front of the door, and there are not even many. People will pass by here.

This is not difficult to understand. After all, here are either izakayas, bars, or nightclubs. The names sound the same, but the actual services provided are also very different.

"That's a branch industry of Sheqi Bajia. It's a bit flattering to say that. Normally, except for fun at my own expense, my work content basically doesn't involve this. But you are a novice, so I will start here. Let’s explain some low-level work.”

"Are we going to go in and smash up the store?"

I don’t really want to do this, Fujimaru Ritsuka thought.

From the beginning, she felt that she was really not suitable for this job. Although Fujimaru Ritsuka was not a person who could not tolerate sand in her eyes, and her personality had also changed a lot in her new life, if she was to be a bully She is absolutely unwilling.

"I'd love to do it if I could, but I can't."

Crow put his hand into his trouser pocket and took out the cigarette case. Just as he was about to take a cigarette, he caught Fujimaru's casual gaze. After thinking about it, he put the cigarette back.

"Our job is to take care of the bosses and make them remember to turn in this month's share for counting. As for whether it will turn into a smashing of the store, it depends on the boss's attitude."

"I see."

Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned.

"Wait a minute, doesn't this still require protection money?"

"Don't worry, we need to confirm the business conditions in the store. The consumption amount is small. If you really owe money and sell your kidneys, it will be fine. At worst, your credit rating will be lowered, but if you engage in some side jobs that you shouldn't think about, then that's fine. It violated a taboo in the industry.”

You shouldn't run into side jobs. Fujimaru Ritsuka originally wanted to ask this. It seemed that the gangsters had become so involved that they no longer wanted to engage in those activities.

Ah, speaking of which, how did the Sheqi Ba family get started?

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly found that he had quickly acquired a lot of dragon-related information, but he had little idea of ​​his future workplace.

However, before she could ask, Crow, Yasha and others had already walked into the store, and Fujimaru Ritsuka could only follow after seeing this.

It's not yet time to open the store, and perhaps in pursuit of that chaotic, luxurious, movie-like night style, the store is filled with a lot of black wallpaper and decorations. The sun is shining brightly outside, but the store is pitch black.

At this time, the store manager was wiping the glass of the wine cabinet at the bar. He noticed that someone came in and opened his mouth first. After seeing clearly the clothes on Crow and Yasha in front of him, he couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.

"Well, it's not business hours yet, what do you want?"

Naturally, he was not recognized.

Two tourists and two beautiful girls, if they could be identified as cadres from the Sheqi Ba family who came to inspect the work, it would actually make people worry about the store manager's mental state. Yasha and Crow also understood this. They exchanged glances, and Crow took the lead in taking two steps forward to approach the store manager, while Yasha also spoke.

"This situation is normal. As I said before, Crow Crow and I don't often come to participate in these low-level jobs, and you won't do it in the future either. We are here just to let you feel the atmosphere, so that you can integrate into our uh, big family in the future?"

As expected of Mr. Yasha, his simple academic qualifications can always be easily felt in his words.

I saw Crow walking up to the boss casually and holding him with one hand. Because the movement was very fast and sudden, the boss didn’t even react before he was locked into Crow’s arms and forced to bend down, like a class being blackmailed and bullied. Little transparent.

"Hmm, wow. It's exactly like the movie."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression was a bit reluctant as she pointed her finger.

"Next, there will be a boss who looks down on others, and then Mr. Crow will flick his tongue, then grab the wine bottle next to him and explode his head, then flick his tongue, smash the wine cabinet, then flick his tongue, and finally swaggering over the wine The store manager who looked down at the pissing table on the table yelled "Private Marseille, right?"

"Although it was not my intention, I have been selected as the "Peak of the Academy's Most Good" by my alumni for three consecutive years." Fujimaru Ritsuka shrank his shoulders in embarrassment.

"Sure enough, the underworld is not suitable for me."

Behind her, Yabuki Sakura listened to Fujimaru Ritsuka's whisper and silently typed a few words on her phone.

[Suspected of lacking loyalty to the organization, long-term training is recommended]

After all, she and Crow Yasha are members of Minamoto's team. They will definitely not just help Fujimaru Ritsuka familiarize themselves with the tasks, but also make other assessments on the way.

Sakura Yabuki is the person in charge of recording.

At the same time, the boss, who had only spoken a few words to the crow, rolled away almost as soon as he was let go. However, after a moment, he tremblingly delivered the bundled list over, showing unusual cooperation. .

Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little surprised. Although the results were correct, the process was much smoother than she had imagined.

"gone."

Neither Yaksha nor Crow had any intention of explaining to her, they just said hello and turned around to leave.

And this matter is just the beginning. As mentioned before, Crow and Yasha have prepared a full day's schedule, and the work contents are similar. Chat with the boss, go through the account books and records, take backup photos and upload them, and occasionally walk around the store a few times.

One family, two families

ctrl c, ctrl v;

It’s like a copy-paste scene is going on.

The sun was setting, and the four people who came out of the station also checked the formation goals in their hands.

Of course, the work was all completed smoothly without any surprises.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's smart little head had already turned around, and she knew the significance of this day's work.

"That's the first thing it teaches you."

On the sidewalk, Crow glanced at the electronic file in his hand and said without looking back.

"No one in Tokyo dares to mess with the Sheqi Eight Family. Anyone who dares to do this business knows us. The tattoos Yasha and I have are enough to prove our identities. If you say so, we should give you documents for the execution department in the future. Right?"

"In general--"

"When you cause trouble, don't worry about the background of the other person. They are not as big as you anyway."

Listening to the Chun Chun teachings of his senior, Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded vigorously.

"That's why I said I like the underworld the most."

Yabuki Sakura: "?"

She thought for a while, took out her phone again, looked at the review she had written before, and then looked at the back of Fujimaru Ritsuka and the strand of hair swaying on the back of her head. She looked very embarrassed looking around.

"Na na na, how many are left?"

Waiting for the red light to turn green, Yasha clasped his hands behind his head and yawned repeatedly.

This is also true. After all, they have made great contributions to be able to serve as the direct subordinates of the eight young masters of the Sheqi family. Although this kind of pediatric work is not disgusting for them, it is indeed a bit boring.

"There's only one left."

Misbuki Sakura, who chose not to torture herself anymore, deleted and closed Fujimaru Ritsuka's evaluation system to help confirm the itinerary.

"Oh oh oh, in a normal comic, the encounter is about to start here, right?"

Yasha raised his finger and said something he didn't understand confidently.

"Then I will show off my talents and put on a good show in front of my juniors."

"It's me, right? Let me pretend!"

Crow retorted.

"No, no, no." Although the two people's thinking lines are slightly strange, Fujimaru Ritsuka is the school's top leader known as a social terrorist. Even when he first learned that the two were gangsters, he could still have a conversation, let alone just talking to him. The inner world of two elderly mentally ill people?

"Are you talking about royal and passionate comics? In fact, comics with a dark style cannot continue to be relaxed at this point. Generally, the seniors will suffer at this time."

"is that a lie?"

"What a young man today!"

The crow and the yaksha sighed, expressing that they did not understand the young people of today, and walked around shaking their heads, thinking in their hearts.

Well, it won’t be that coincidental anyway.