Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

【Eh! Miss Sakura can't go, it's too dangerous! 】

[Miss Sakura, it’s your turn this time. 】

[Actually, according to my plan, I want Boss Yuan to send you out and then come up myself]

[This time it’s all your fault, Miss Sakura. 】

【Miss Sakura! ——】

Suddenly, Yabuki Sakura opened her eyes.

The light blue eyes burst into golden color in an instant, and then quickly dissipated. Yabuki Sakura's chest heaved violently like a drowning person surfacing, breathing air quickly and greedily.

She just felt as if she had had a very long nightmare, wrapped in black mud, unable to move at all, and could only hear some vague sounds.

Dead silence, loneliness, and a sense of loss.

The spiral nightmare continued until a girl's call sounded at a certain moment, and Yabuki Sakura woke up from her deep sleep.

She lost her restraint and panted heavily, while her eyes looked forward with focus.

Under the dazzling incandescent lights, you can see the newly renovated white walls and the square texture.

"Unrecognized ceiling"

Yabuki Sakura murmured, trying to recall everything that happened.

The nightmare came back again. The Tokyo Tower in the violent storm was the first hell Yabuki Sakura could not forget in her career as a ninja. Everywhere was full of the smell of death. Hope was so slim, and she couldn't bear what she would lose if the mission failed. rise.

Ninjas cannot have feelings, and cannot have other important things except their monarch - Sakura Yabuki was convinced of this once again.

As she thought about it, she realized that she was a little thirsty. She felt her tired and sore body. She could move left and right but was extremely stiff. Her body also felt like it was not her own. There was a strange feeling that there was a shield between her brain and her body. feel.

However, she still moved, and this time a soft whimper sounded beside Yabuki Sakura's bed, causing the girl to freeze instantly.

Yabuki Sakura slowly looked sideways, only to realize that there was someone lying next to her.

As a ninja, Yabuki Sakura would not have made such a mistake, but her current condition was not good, and the target was somewhat special, making her unable to be wary.

Half lying on the bed was a young girl, with skin as delicate and smooth as porcelain, and thick and long eyelashes. She closed her eyes and seemed to tremble gently like butterfly feathers as she breathed.

The girl buried most of her face in the air-conditioned quilt of the hospital, leaving only the upper half of her face exposed. Her fair face was covered with messy orange-red hair, and one dull hair stood up stubbornly, like an unsheathed sword. , and like an old tree that would rather break than bend, swaying slightly with the wind.

Yabuki Sakura looked at the girl, her mouth slightly opened but she didn't say any words.

Her eyes suddenly softened, and she didn't even realize this fact. She even had the urge to stroke the stupid hair with her hands - luckily her hands were not in good condition now.

Yabuki Sakura didn't believe in gods or heaven, but the face in front of her was pure and flawless, dyed with a warm light color. She couldn't help but think that if there were angels in the world, they would be uglier than Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Isn't this too blasphemous?

Yabuki Sakura thought this, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly.

But just at this tiny movement, the lying girl trembled all over, and her eyelids immediately trembled intensified, as if she was about to wake up.

"Um"

Finally, Fujimaru Ritsuka woke up slowly. She raised her eyes, and her loose red coat slid down to reveal the girl's white and long neck like a swan.

She glanced around blankly and blankly, and finally resisted when she met Yabuki Sakura's gaze, and light began to gather in her eyes.

But when the girl woke up, she didn't scream, maybe because this was a hospital. The girl just stood up and approached her at a speed that Yabuki Sakura could not see clearly.

The two of them were so close that Yabuki Sakura didn't know why her heart was beating faster.

But the girl just quickly crossed Yabuki Sakura's body and pressed the call bell, then sat back down and looked at her with a smile on her face.

"Welcome back, Miss Sakura~~"

The sweet voice like an oriole made Yabuki Sakura a little dazed, but she quickly came back to her senses and said with a faint smile.

"Well, I'm back, Ritsuka."

Simple words flow in the heart, but they bring warmth.

The two beautiful girls were both smiling, and the sun shone through the white gauze curtains, bright and white.

It looked like a holy palace, and Ritsuka was ready to lift off Miss Sakura's thin white veil, and then kiss the bride under the gaze of everyone.

How ridiculous that is. If you marry a girl, your ordinary parents will probably look pale and confused. Although they will still obey you in the end, they will definitely be nagging about this matter for a long time, and they will probably be at the wedding. While crying, at the same time at a loss.

The boss, Yuan Zhisheng, would definitely show his stomach-ache face under his seat and search for stomach medicine in the pocket of his executive coat.

There are also seniors Crow and Yasha. Based on their characters, Mr. Yasha first would probably say this——

"Kiss me, kiss me!"

Right like this.

Then Mr. Crow would stumble and applaud after a troubled expression. After all, he seems to like Miss Sakura a little, but he thinks highly of himself, so he will give the insincere blessing for the time being.

Pah..pah.

Yes, like this hesitant applause.

Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked, then raised his head and turned his face back more than 90 degrees to look at the person behind him.

There, stood three figures.

"Crow, when was the last time Miss Sakura smiled like this?"

One of them was careless, and his vulgar behavior and ill-considered words and deeds lightly crushed the quiet beauty in this room, but he seemed not to be aware of it.

Hearing this, another dark figure sneered and mocked.

"Shut up, didn't you see that the atmosphere between the two of them was good? You came in and interrupted -" The man in black named Crow was cold and pale, with thin-rimmed eyes, and with a bit of pride on his face, he rebuked his companion for his rudeness, "豼This kind of behavior is called ky."

You're pretty cool too. Yuan Zhisheng, who was standing in the middle, wanted to pretend he didn't hear anything, but in the end he couldn't stand it any longer. He sighed and punched the two idiots next to him.

Then he himself took the chair in front of the hospital bed and sat down amidst the exaggerated cries of pain around him.

"How are you recovering from your injury?" The man was as natural as treating a secretary who had taken a few days off, and Yabuki Sakura replied calmly.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, but it seems like it will take a long time to get used to it."

"Well, this is normal. The injuries you suffered are actually quite serious. If it were any later, or if your will were any weaker, you wouldn't be able to survive the arrival of help."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded, affirming all the performance of his secretary in this operation.

Yabuki Sakura looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka inexplicably and said softly.

"It's all thanks to Ritsuka. By the way, was I unconscious for a long time?"

"No, just for one day, your dragon blood barely surpassed the A-level limit and can help you quickly recover your physical condition. Why do you ask like this?" Gen Zhisheng originally wanted to ask Yabuki Sakura why she asked like this, but Sakura followed her instructions. Looking at the lady's eyes, he understood, and then said helplessly.

"If you want to ask about Fujimaru's condition, don't compare with her. In a sense, her injuries are more than ten times heavier than yours. She was beaten by the fierce ghost king generals and the dragon king, and she was still a hundred meters away. A normal hybrid would have died hundreds of times while doing one-handed near-vertical rappelling at high altitude, but this monster went back to his home to have a late-night snack, took a nap, and was already alive and kicking when he woke up the next day."

After hearing this, the girl raised her arms in a gesture, as if to show off her biceps, but only her slender arms could be seen.

"Are you awesome~ Praise me, praise me~"

Yuan Zhisheng ignored her, just thought about it with a tired and troubled expression, and then added.

"She still has the heart to complain that the breakfast in the hospital is terrible."

"It tastes really bad!"

The girl lowered her arms and complained.

"You have to eat even if it tastes bad. This is the basic respect for food." Yuan Zhisheng looked back with a cold expression.

The two began to quarrel, as if this was not the intensive care unit of the hospital, but the Sheqi Eight Battle Conference Room.

Wait, there shouldn't be bickering in the conference room.

"I've finished eating! Boss, you are questioning my status as Fujimaru Ritsuka, the student council president of Toyosaki No. 3 Middle School and part-time senior official of the Food Safety Committee!" The girl burst into flames, regardless of what kind of conference room or hospital this was. , pretending to be angry at his boss, and scolded him in a low voice.

"Be bold and brave!!"

Because I dare not speak loudly in the hospital, my harsh words were not very impressive.

Therefore, Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, as if he would not argue with him, but the girl became even more angry.

"Okay, boss! You actually used the 231st trick in the forbidden book of interacting with people: "Don't say anything but pretend to be an expert!" "Then I must clear my name today!"

The girl raised her eyebrows, waved her big hand, and suddenly stood up, shocking the people around her.

"I can't comment on the air conditioner because I don't know refrigeration. In order to celebrate Miss Ying's successful awakening, the hospital happens to have its own kitchen. I will cook it myself today and give you a golden egg fried rice as the main course of the banquet. How about it?"

The conversation changed, and the topic was as confusing as a girl's brain circuit.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't keep up with this slide of thinking, and he didn't want to. He was still sticking to his image of a cold and handsome man.

It was Mr. Crow, the elegant scumbag with gold-rimmed glasses, who spoke first.

When you open your mouth, you go straight to the core of the problem, just like the bells in the morning and the drums in the evening.

"Fried rice or scrambled eggs first?"

Ritsuka raised an eyebrow.

She was surprised. In the martial arts world, masters always see the truth with one word, and see blood with one sword.

Unexpectedly, this senior crow is actually an expert in egg fried rice?

But Fujimaru Ritsuka is not afraid at all. She is a girl who has eaten the special dishes of countless heroic spirits at the training place called Chaldea, so she should not be timid.

I saw her speaking confidently.

"Of course, let's fry the rice first."

The young super chef has a winning chance.

"hehe."

"?"

Indifference, desolation, melancholy, the response to Te Chu was such a cold remark?

Fujimaru Ritsuka narrowed his eyes and stood with his hands behind his back. She walked to the window and opened it, with her back to the vent, so her clothes floated up, showing off her masterful demeanor.

"May I ask your Excellency - what does this haha ​​mean?"

The man with glasses pushed up his lenses and said calmly.

"I laugh at Fujimaru Ritsuka's stupidity. Why shouldn't the egg fried rice be scrambled first?"

"!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her silver teeth, her face suddenly turned ferocious.

That’s what you said, right! You just said to scramble the eggs first, right?

This is an absolutely intolerable bottom line.

Egg fried rice is a dish that is regarded as a treasure by all those who cannot cook but firmly believe that they know how to cook.

The methods vary from person to person, but they are all a matter of pride that each other firmly believes in.

If you are insulted, you will never tolerate it! Even though he is far away, he will be killed! If you get close, kill him!

"Pagan! Senior is actually a heretic! I have been working with such a person for several months, how shameful!" The girl complained in pain.

"With such a worm like you, our Sheqi family can only usher in a prosperous day in the Year of the Monkey, Horse and Moon! How sad, how sad!" The girl's sadness flowed back into the river, and she covered her face and cried.

But the crow roared loudly and made strange gestures with its hands in front of its chest.

“Bounce!!!”

"What - the forbidden technique! It's the forbidden technique of interpersonal communication again! The eight Sheqi families, you are going too far!" The girl was surprised, and her heart was filled with anger.

"Hmm."

Even though he used another forbidden technique, Crow knew that if he continued to debate, he would definitely lose to Fujimaru Ritsuka, a smooth-tongued villain, so he immediately turned to his most trusted partner for help.

"Yaksha, do you think so too?"

The two sides looked at each other for a moment, sparks flew, and both understood what the other meant.

Combining vertical and horizontal lines is the basis of the ancient art of war. Yasha nodded with a smile to show his understanding, and then spoke smoothly.

"If you fart, you should break up the eggs first and mix them with the rice."

"Infidel!!"*2

At that moment, the sparks of the collision of the three people's minds suddenly opened up a dark and twisted space, and thunder rolled, as if a natural disaster was coming.

Yabuki Sakura and Gen Zhisheng looked at this scene and smiled helplessly.

When these three people get together, they are about to start performing cross talk or comics, and it is difficult to stop them.

Yabuki Sakura doesn't care what genre she is in. When she and Fujimaru Ritsuka lived together, she always cooked and ate whatever the other wanted, so she was simply happy that she could still see this scene with helpless laughter.

Seeing the noisy familiar people, she unexpectedly felt a rare warmth rising in her heart. Especially when she saw the orange-haired girl blushing, the more she looked there involuntarily.

Yes, everyone is still alive.

so good.

Yabuki Sakura looked at everyone like an old mother, her hands folded on the quilt of the hospital bed with a smile on her face.

Yuan Zhisheng was also watching this scene, but he didn't have much thought and just sneered.

What to do?

boring.

The man shook his head.

Wouldn't it be better to just buy semi-finished products?

The exam time is over, students please stop answering immediately!

I am about to finish my first time on the shelves. With a total collection of more than 6,000 people, I updated four chapters on the first day. According to the data when I wrote this chapter, they were all set at 1091.

The average order is not high, but after all, my collection is not that good. I saw a lot of people asking me why I didn’t go to the light novel section. It’s not that I didn’t want to, but it was because of various factors when I came here that I just started reading. It was so bad that I came to Infinite for a recommended spot.

Ah, I’m definitely not saying that Infinite will have more chapters. There are many authors I like, works I like, and (Stacked Armor, Guo

Speaking of which, I originally planned to pollute the air here (), but now it seems that I can't even open a shabby room.

hateful! Starting point, you are so powerful!

As for how to gain exposure in the future – I don’t know!

In the next few chapters, I will wrap up the foreshadowing I laid earlier, regarding plot, settings, characterization, and emotional lines.

After all, the character has been fighting to his death for so long. It’s time to stop a few chapters. You should be able to tell that what I plan to write is a story, not a collection of jokes. ah! Of course I'm not implying that some cool articles are cool for the sake of being cool, what I mean is (Stacking Armor, Passing)

I am serious about conquering characters, and I don’t want to see the characters I write mindless.

I am also serious about character creation. Even if I am scolded for the shoddy writing, rubbish plot, and poor pacing, I just don’t want to be scolded for the character and the system-leading male protagonist.

ps: It will be updated basically at 12 and 17 o'clock in the future