Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Fujimaru Ritsuka knew without thinking at this moment that this was her only chance in this life.

"In fact, what we just said was just a joke. Young Master Yuan Zhisheng is the head of the Yuan family of the upper three families. You are a subordinate he directly recruited, and you are very to his liking. We will do our best - "

Sakura Yabuki tries to regain her composure.

"It's been a pleasure getting along with you all during this period, but please allow us to say goodbye here."

Great revitalization failure!

"We've only been together for one day!"

Yabuki Sakura couldn't help but scream.

"Every banquet in the world must come to an end. It is natural for flowers to bloom and fade. If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?" The girl shook her head and recited a poem while holding up the sencha tea in her hand.

"Then! Let's drink this cup of sencha, which symbolizes separation, and cheer for each other's tomorrow!"

"No! I don't agree with that kind of thing!"

"Um?"

At first glance, for some reason it was Mr. Yasha who got angry first. Fujimaru Ritsuka thinks that there is no need for such a big reaction between each other. Is it the sense of companionship that arises between life and death?

Haha, the underworld does indeed have feelings.

"If you leave, how will you kick out the young master and become the second director? How will I brag that I was the right-hand man of the first-generation director and the senior of the second-generation director!" Yasha buried his head and shouted angrily, as if he had everything in his heart. Unwilling to do so.

Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned and drank tea, thinking that he was really being sentimental, what a cold-blooded people are here!

The Minamoto family is in a cold world, so let me go to the Inuyama family and shine as a leather warrior!

"No! I don't approve of that kind of thing!"

"Um?"

I saw that Crow, a man with thick eyebrows, small eyes and glasses, also started to slap the case. He opened his mouth and shut up, which was a reappearance of history, which made Fujimaru Ritsuka look sideways.

"Senior, it's obviously me, right?! I was the one who said this plan first! It's obviously me who came first!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka opened her mouth and closed her eyes with a rather indecent expression, feeling chilled.

"What?" Yaksha glanced. "It doesn't matter what happens to that kind of thing, right?"

No mercy.

"What are you talking about? Do you want to fight?"

Crow slapped his hand on the wooden table, shaking the chili powder in the seasoning bottle.

"Ah?! Come on, come on! How many times did you hit the mark!"

"I don't want to change my name, but I don't want to change my surname! Toyosaki No. 3 Middle School!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka: "?"

Yabuki Sakura looked at what these people were doing without knowing whether it was true or false. She could only sigh that her brain circuit was not twisty enough, and she was just about to ask for help——

"Hey, you two brats."

It was as low as the threat of a wild beast when hunting, and a bone-chilling chill passed through the backs of Crow and Yasha from bottom to top, and reached their brains, as if they had been exploded by Barretti's snowball on the snowy streets of Tokyo. As cold as my neck.

The fear almost turned into pain.

The two of them raised their heads almost instantly and looked at the fearful figure.

It was a ramen chef who looked quite young. His white hair was mixed with black hair and was combed into neatly parted hair. He was wearing the white linen work clothes unique to the ramen chef and had a black towel tied on his forehead. He looked like he was I have been dealing with ramen my whole life.

He was obviously just such a person, but for some reason he brought pressure as heavy as a mountain to the two of them.

"You two young men, it's okay to have fun, but don't spill my condiment bottle. Otherwise."

Master Yue leaned his elbows on the wooden platform built between the diners and the ramen chef, his eyes cold.

There was something un-Japanese about that knife-cut face, and at this moment it was exuding the frightening courage of the notorious three-headed vicious dogs from the depths of hell. When he spoke, it was like Cerberus opening his mouth, revealing There are ferocious and sharp fangs inside, and saliva that can melt steel granite drips down the tongue.

"Uncle, I'm going to be angry."

Normally, they should be struggling to think about why a ramen seller can be so terrifying, but the moment they caught the sight of the ramen chef, the two of them were deprived of the power to think, and they just had dull faces and were busy. He nodded like a fascia gun turned to maximum gear.

The same thing happened to Misuki Sakura. Her first reaction was to take out the sharp weapons attached to her body to defend herself, but her hands stopped in mid-air and became nondescript.

Only Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression remained unchanged, and she raised her hands excitedly.

"Master Yue! I didn't do anything. Please serve my ramen. I can't help tasting it!"

Read the air, air!

This was true, but everyone except Fujimaru Ritsuka was sweating for her.

No, can't you see how terrifying this uncle is? A shadow is almost rising behind him, and the substitute is about to solidify!

However, under the worried gazes of several people, instead of making things difficult for Lixiang, the uncle immediately turned his head, and then——

He showed an expression like melting butter, like the face of a grandfather who lives in the country when he only sees his granddaughter during the holidays.

"Hi~~~Ritsuka Sauce's super thick, super large, super thick, super hard red tonkotsu ramen, please use it slowly~ your favorite soft-boiled egg is included for free."

"Oh oh oh oh! Master Yue, the ramen chef who gives free eggs to customers, you look really handsome now!"

"Hahahaha, it's not as good as you said!"

The girl cheered and took her bowl of super thick, super large, super thick, super hard red tonkotsu ramen, and scooped up the soup with a spoon, as if she didn't even notice the dying colleague next to her.

After taking a sip, the smooth noodles combined with the bone broth and the chili peppers floating on the surface like volcanoes enter the mouth. It stimulates saliva and brings an extremely exciting burning sensation, and the fragrance goes straight to the nose.

Take a bite, and the hard but unexpectedly tasty noodles bring you the pleasure of chewing. The tip of your tongue can vaguely feel the fat, oil, green onion, and crispy and large pieces of seaweed melted in the soup. The girl used her chopsticks to stir up the brightly colored soft-boiled eggs, and the thick and golden egg liquid was wrapped around the inside and outside of the noodles, further sublimating the already rich taste and texture. She almost reluctantly swallowed it, and even reluctant to stop using her chopsticks.

Tsk, you ruthless junior!

Crow and Yaksha froze beside them, groaning inwardly.

At this time, Master Yue turned his attention back.

"You young people, because it was Ritsuka-chan who said she wanted to go, I didn't stop her from playing with those black things of yours that I don't know what they are, but -"

He stretched out his arm and put it on Yasha's shoulders.

"If Ritsuka-chan loses a hair, do you know what will happen?"

Crow really wanted to say something cruel, but he felt that if he said it for a second, he would become the kind of kid in a gangster movie who didn't know whether to live or die and was shot dead in the end, so he weighed the pros and cons and finally chose to nod stiffly.

"Hmph, but it's useless for you Heisei losers to talk."

"We were actually born in the Showa era"

"Shut up!"

"yes!"

Master Yue glanced at Ritsuka Fujimaru, who was still happily eating ramen, and then looked away.

"I know that Ritsuka-chan is different from ordinary people, and I also know that you must think that I, an old ramen man, dare to threaten you guys who are playing dirty tricks. Those things that I have never heard of. If you plan to trouble me afterwards, then for Ritsuka-chan It’s not like I can’t stay with you for a while.”

"Oh, and your ramen is ready too, little beauty."

Master Yue's attitude towards men and women is really as high as heaven and earth, and the same attitude towards ordinary women and beauties. The difference in attitude between Fujimaru Ritsuka and others is about the distance between MU69 and the earth.

Fortunately, Miss Sakura didn't make a fuss like Crow and Yasha, so she was able to eat the noodles with peace of mind.

She carefully thanked him and took the ramen, avoiding Master Yue's eyes and communicating with Fujimaru in a low voice.

"Those two people didn't mean it. Although they were rude and rude, if they died in front of the ramen cart after returning from the fierce ghost world, I wouldn't be able to explain it to the young master, so..."

"Don't worry." Arifujimaru Ritsuka interrupted Misuki Sakura's words and picked up the chopsticks.

"Master Yue is very familiar with me. He will not embarrass Senior Crow and Yasha. As for what happened before, it was just a joke. I will not really leave the boss just for the sake of acting. After all, a person must know how to repay kindness."

"The same goes for Senior Crow and Yasha. I also know that they are just talking nonsense, but they are actually reliable when they should be."

Upon hearing this, Misuki Sakura noticed that at some point, Ritsuka's title for those two people became "senpai".

It seems like after the fight with the fierce ghosts

She suddenly realized that the girl had identified with them from that time on.

Wait, you still call me an honorific.

For some reason, Miss Sakura, who had never cared about this before, had a sudden thought at this moment.

Why?

If I had to say, I was the first person to go to the site to investigate. On the day of the interview, wasn't I also the first person to have a conversation pretending to be a waiter?

It was obviously me who came first.

Why is it just me and Sakura-chan?

"The same goes for Miss Sakura. If it weren't for you just now, I would definitely not be able to defeat that fierce monster, and I might be buried right after my debut. I'm really grateful and respect you."

Was it out of respect? Misbuki Sakura understood clearly, and her heart, which should have been as calm as dead water, inexplicably felt a wave of peace of mind.

"Besides, I'm a little shy to say the least."

Before Misuki Sakura could calm down, the girl scratched her face and said.

"Miss Sakura is a few years older than me. She is good-looking and capable, and she gives people a sense of security. Strangely enough, I almost treated you like a sister without permission."

Sister?

Misbuki Sakura's expression remained unchanged at all, but for some reason a strange emotion arose in her heart.

Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up the runny egg with the other end of the chopsticks, put it on the Misbuki Sakura ramen, tilted her head and smiled.

"Please pay more attention in the future."

"It's over here."

Misbuki Sakura made a deep bow that is loved by Japanese people. Maybe she felt that Xiaoxiaochuntao was like a big sister who cared about the younger generation, but Crow and Yasha who were watching from the side were shocked.

It was the first time they witnessed Fujimaru Ritsuka's social scene, but they were as shocked as the first time they saw the Metropolitan Police officers who solved the case of Edogawa Conan.

When they first met, she left a deep impression on her with her aggressive fighting and saving lives as a hero. After that, she didn't mention her achievements at all, but deliberately used honorifics to distance herself, deliberately talked about other people with her, and even canceled honorifics for others. Unknowingly, psychological pressure arose, and he used the terrifying momentum of the ramen chef to create a suspension bridge effect. In the end, he continued to fight without taking a breath, playing the respect card, the senior card, the good person card, and the sister card, and shaping himself into the image of a sensible sister. ?

This, how many levels of game is this?

Look at Fujimaru Ritsuka's red hair. What Crow and Yasha see is not a smiling red-haired girl, but lasagna with double tomato sauce.

The ability to speak human words when meeting people, and tell lies when meeting ghosts, makes you a great person in the social world!

Social power has already broken through the speed of the third universe and sprinted towards the other side of the universe, right? !

The most terrifying thing is that even if Crow and Yasha understand the girl's behavior clearly, they can't hate it at all, because they have already fallen into the same social trap. This is the devil's ability to charm!

damn it.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, you succubus!

Master Yue watched quietly without speaking, with a kind smile on his face. He nodded from time to time and passed the ramen to the other two people.

Crow and Yaksha looked back. Although they were curious about the identity of the person in front of them, they also knew that they could only find out later, now.

Crow lowered his head and looked at his ramen without paprika, inserted his chopsticks in, and then looked at the bowls of Fujimaru Ritsuka and Misbuki Sakura next to him.

"Boss's soft-boiled eggs."

"The favor is 500 yen."

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