Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

嘤嘤嘤~

The slender branches bent downward in a slight arc, and the jumping birds used their sharp beaks to go in and out of the cracks in the wood. The wood chips flew and fell on the surface of the tender green leaf umbrellas.

After the next gust of wind blows, it ripples in the air current, flying around in chaos, without any grandeur, it just lands gently and ordinaryly, and can be discovered by people under the warm sunlight.

The so-called height is not more than seven feet, and the life span is not more than a hundred years. Time is like quicksand. If a person is not careful, his golden period will completely disappear. The beautiful flower girl will also become the boss lady of the izakaya with strong biceps. , the oily luster of my senior muscles during my third year of college will also transfer to the top of my head at the age of forty, which is cool and breathable.

So having said so much, the point I want to express is very simple, that is——

Yabuki Sakura, female, twenty-two years old, has already entered her third year of school.

"As an older woman who is busy with her third year of work, it is natural that she ignores the ringtone of her mobile phone due to excessive work intensity during working hours, right?"

【no! ! ! totally not! ! Miss Sakura, when did you become such a glib person? You are secretive and hiding, you are like a villain, you have fallen, you have fallen, you have fallen to heaven! What made you like this? Is it Boss Yuan’s rotten working environment? Is it the capitalist work system that is inherently full of exploitation and oppression? Is it the funds on hand that are getting richer and the bank card that seems thin but is getting heavier! 】

Yabuki Sakura had already put her phone half a meter away from her when she finished her first sentence. As one of the people who knows Fujimaru Ritsuka best in the world, she can completely guess that the other party is anxious. Performance.

No matter how mature she is, Ritsuka is still Ritsuka. When they lived together, she was often spoiled by this girl.

But this time, the reason was unique.

Yabuki Sakura put the phone back to her ear and asked softly without emotion.

"So Ritsuka feels that Christmas Eve this year is very unsafe. Everyone on the street has a crush on you, their eyes are red, and they are greedy for your body?"

【right! 】

"Ha!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

【? 】

Of course, Yabuki Sakura would not laugh vulgarly like this.

Sakura Yabuki slowly turned her head while holding her mobile phone, only to see a man in front of her laughing so hard that he was laughing so hard that he was laughing so hard that he was in pieces. These usages were all wrong, but the man's smile was indeed so exaggerated.

And the object of laughter at this moment is also one of the men in the world who has the least connection with the word "hilarious".

The person who laughs is a naive person.

[Everyone on the street is secretly in love with you, their eyes are red, and they are still greedy for your body? 】

【right! 】

ha! (loudly)

At this moment, he was hanging his fists on his desk. His head was redder than kindergarten crayons, which was completely a precursor to a cerebral hemorrhage. His forehead was resting on the table, and his body was shaking even more frequently than the Miaojie Massage Pillow. .

This is normal. Miss Sakura's job is called a secretary, and a secretary often works in a big office with her boss.

This is especially true for the Sheqi Eight Family, because the new head of the family is not good at paperwork, so most of the time it is more like a secretary working while the boss is in a daze than a secret help.

And it was precisely because he had time to daze that Minamoto heard the conversation between Miss Sakura and Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Then he didn't hold back his character at all and burst into laughter.

No, this is not to blame for the cold-faced handsome man Yuan's naive smile. After all, no one can remain calm under such words.

"Secret love. Everyone has a crush... haha." Yuan Zhisheng's face turned red, his head buried, and his body kept shaking. Unexpectedly, he thought someone was sneaking into his Happy Bean, but he clenched his fist tightly in an attempt to numb his body with pain. Nervous, trying desperately to look like a stable and dignified owner.

However, after a long time to calm down, he raised his head with the blush still on his face and motioned for Miss Ying to bring the phone closer to him.

"What do you say, Fujimaru-cough cough cough!"

Probably 90% of the people in the world have had this experience.

Maybe it's a dirty joke, maybe it's a sudden Japanese complaint, maybe it's a mindless radio joke.

People will always get a joke from others at a certain point in time, and this joke will not only make them laugh out loud for the first time, but even if they want to suppress it afterwards, they find that the more they want to do so, the more they will laugh. Think of the joke itself and laugh harder.

Yuan Zhisheng, this boring man has spent half his life, but he has met this moment.

He was laughing wildly.

"Puku Fujimaru, are you at this age?" He suppressed his laughter again and tried hard to build a language system. "Well, how should I put it? I feel relieved when I see that you also have this kind of period."

[Boss Yuan, what are you talking about? ! I am now seriously discussing my virginity crisis with you! 】

"Pfft!!! (I didn't collapse), ah. I. Pfft. I know, but haha ​​you, even if you say that, I will..."

He couldn't help but bury his head, just like a man teasing his turtle, burying his turtle. Oh no, it's just like a turtle burying its head in the beach to take refuge, the man stuffed his head into his arm, It seemed that he was trying to save his extremely sensitive smile point through suffocation.

On the other side of the phone, the girl's breathing became heavier.

[If you laugh again, I will go find Eri and confess]

"It is the responsibility of the master to protect his subordinates."

The gentle and reliable man immediately found a place for his soul to rest. He felt heartfelt concern for the safety of his subordinates and quickly greeted them. "Fujimaru! Where are you? Are you okay? There are no safety issues for now! Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No!!"

At this time, with the violent push of the door, the door of the main office of the eight Sheqi families was knocked open, and a black shadow invaded the territory with a vigorous and tactical roll.

Fujimaru Ritsuka rolled across a circle of carpet, then half-knelt on the ground in a very smooth posture. Using her knees, she spun around and hid under Minamoto's desk. She pressed her back against the matching drawers of the desk and held her hands tightly together. Paste behind.

A set of movements is so smooth that it can be compared to Alpha Commando Squad.

At least Yuan Zhisheng was stunned.

"You are."

"Shhh! Close the door, hold your breath, hold your chest up, your belly in and your head up!"

"Let's not talk about whether the first two are necessary to be so serious. The last one doesn't make any sense, right?"

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka was troubled by Minamoto's boss's character of talking but not doing, luckily there was Miss Sakura Yabuki present. Unlike the head of the Genji family who could only complain, Miss Sakura immediately closed the door and cooperated with Fujimaru after he entered, with a natural expression. .

Seeing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed and poked his head out from under the desk.

"Hey, if a zombie crisis suddenly breaks out, Boss Yuan, please remember to set the flag at the beginning and stay away from me. Miss Sakura, leave it to me. I will take on the responsibility of human reproduction."

"."

Yuan Zhisheng did not continue to be stubborn, but coughed twice and began to interrogate seriously.

"So, what happened to you today?"

"How rude! I'm always serious!"

The girl murmured something and then got up and went to Miss Sakura and hugged her, expressing her anger at Yuan Zhisheng's distrust in her words. Miss Sakura didn't resist. Instead, she bent down and patted Fujimaru's knees and other places that touched the ground and were stained with dust.

Then, in this weird atmosphere, the girl explained everything to Yuan Zhisheng and Miss Sakura.

[The leakage of charm value caused by awakening to become a semi-awakened person]

【Christmas Eve Disaster】

[Despair and vicious events in human history]

As the story progressed, Yuan Zhisheng's expression became more and more strange.

From "laughing to death" to "Ah, it's not true, is it?" to "It seems... somewhat possible" to the last "I think about the results, it seems quite scary."

His complexion changed several times, becoming colorful and terrifying.

But in the end, he managed to calm down and exhaled a breath of calmness like a king.

Yuan Zhisheng: "If this is true, we must first confirm that the source of infection is not correct, but the mode of transmission."

"The source of infection?! Did I mistake it for a virus?!"

Yuan Zhisheng crossed his fingers and mused: "It would be bad if it spread through the air. After all, we humans don't understand mysticism well enough."

"But there are solutions."

Completely ignoring Fujimaru Ritsuka's personal will, Minamoto made the decision with shining eyes.

"This Christmas Eve, just stay in the office. I will try not to let anyone come in to report."

"I will find someone to bring you food and other things. Just help me and Sakura work -"

Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"Speaking of which, I heard that you worked very efficiently as the acting master. Oh, I'm not saying that I'm greedy for your labor. I just followed the trend and had no choice. And what I mean is that I hired you with labor remuneration. It’s reasonable to work, right?” the man said calmly.

"Go and study Marx's political economics! The so-called labor remuneration itself is full of exploitation! You completely want to squeeze my surplus value for capital accumulation!"

The master frowned.

"This is Liben. We have our own national conditions. We must learn to combine theory with practice. Without investigation, we have no right to speak. Did you just go to China and learn some political lessons and then start making trouble?" Stop being so proud!”

With the cold light of a powerful person in his eyes, Minamoto asked Fujimaru to work without explanation.

If that's all it is, it's not impossible.

but.

"But no, I can't stay here." Ritsuka whispered.

"?Why?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked up in confusion at the girl with her head hanging in front of her. The little face that used to shine with confidence every day was now full of distortion, and the stupid hair on her head that always stood up was even more sharp at the moment. , as if it was stimulated and became congested and hardened.

Fujimaru Ritsuka hesitated and did not give an explanation for a long time. It was not until Minamoto's eyes turned threatening that he stumbled and raised his hand.

She raised her hand, placed her palm on Yabuki Sakura's shoulder next to her, and then

With a slight push, the two distanced themselves a little.

".I didn't mean it, Miss Sakura."

"But, when I held your arm just now, it was not just because I was angry with Boss Yuan, but also because I wanted to take this opportunity to confirm Miss Sakura's pulse after she touched me."

Taking a few steps back, the girl looked at her former pillow person with sad eyes.

".Unfortunately."

The girl gritted her teeth and screamed in pain under Yuan Zhisheng's astonished eyes, her eyes were filled with sadness, and it could be said that the sky was full of frost.

"You're already infected, Sakura."

Why?

The source is sitting above the office.

Source fresh breath.

Source of childish thinking.

Yuan Zhisheng pursed his lips.

Yuan Zhisheng shut up.

Why?

Why?

is that so?

cherry? That Sakura?

He stared blankly at his trusted assistant standing quietly without any strange behavior and with a peaceful expression.

When the two looked at each other, Yabuki Sakura kept a calm face.

But at the same time it was still slowly.

nodded.

hiss--------

Taking a deep breath, his brain also cooled down. Yuan Zhisheng's face, which was just a little scared, suddenly became calm, completely washing away any emotions, and turned into a calm and determined face.

He immediately dialed the number at hand.

"Kaguya."

"Inform the entire Sheqi family."

"Highest alert, nucleic acid testing. Then——"

Minamoto turned to look at Fujimaru.

"Fujimaru, you will be deported from Japan starting now."

"ah?"

Hey, I accidentally wrote a strange paragraph. I will use this next time I go to Ke Jie’s live broadcast room to send SC ()

But that's not the point.

The point is, have you noticed the level of writers? ! !

I have advanced to level 4! !

Yes, although there were many mistakes, hesitations, and displacements along the way, I finally arrived at my place of residence, my ideal hometown! !

Level 4 is already the limit for a mortal like me - a person with great ability! !

Moving in space is a piece of cake! The Disciplinary Committee is just around the corner! Join Tokiwadai! The day of selling computer chips has arrived, and now is the time to rise up and raise the banner of salvation! ! ! ! (epilepsy)

Haha, but then again, although the writer's level cannot be forced, if you can reach the level of the seven people in the academy with this kind of humble work.

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