Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"Mako, is this enough?" Akira Sakurai walked helplessly on the street holding an umbrella, following in the footsteps of Miyamoto Mako.

The streets were empty and dead, with the occasional pedestrian passing by in a hurry. The dark skyscrapers in the distance stood like giants, and the neon lights on the roadside flickered, reflecting the sparse rain in the sky.

The water on the road had already reached the chassis of the car. The two of them rolled up their trouser legs and walked one step at a time, with turbid water splashing on their calves.

The torrent of rainwater on the streets proves that the city's drainage system is already under load.

Cars with their headlights on trudged along the water-filled streets, splashing large amounts of water along the way.

Hearing the curses from the pedestrians in front of him and the dazzling car lights coming into his eyes, Akira Sakurai held up an umbrella in time to protect himself from the splashing water.

"You don't need to say too much. If you say too much detail, he might become suspicious. As long as he tries to verify it himself, our main purpose will be achieved."

"The main purpose?" Sakurai Ming thought to himself. Isn't the purpose of their coming here to attract the Supreme Emperor to join their team?

"Just keep him in Tokyo. As long as we hold him for two more days, he won't be able to leave even if he wants to." Miyamoto Mako smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if he doesn't join us in Tokyo. Do you really think you are? The protagonist in the novel tricked the Supreme Emperor into joining our team with just a few words?"

Sakurai Akira: "..."

"Leave the rest to our nominal captain." Miyamoto Mako crossed his fingers and turned them up, tiptoeing slightly, and stretched.

The girl's slim figure was looming under the dim street lights. Sakurai Akira looked away and asked: "Where are you going? According to the plan, we should go to the Tama River now to guard Miyamoto..."

He hesitated and then changed his words: "The Snakeki Eight Family's excavations in the Tama River are almost close to the Akaki River. Once the tunnel reaches the Akaki River, the well of the corpse will be right in front of us, and the decisive battle will come soon."

The day when the well of corpses is opened is the day when the picture will be revealed.

The only foreseeable disasters at present include countless hunters in the Night Food Plain, corpse guards still hiding under the deep sea waiting for the call of blood, and the main force of fierce ghosts lurking in the dark.

According to Sister Enxi’s news, Herzog, who presented himself as Tachibana Masamune, has faked his death and escaped. No one knows where he is hiding. This guy is like a mouse hiding in the gutter. He will never die until the last moment. Will take risks.

The Tokyo government has not yet issued an announcement asking citizens to evacuate.

Sakurai Ming can understand this, but cannot accept it.

More than 30 million people in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area, including several surrounding counties, will be imprisoned for this.

If they cannot successfully solve this disaster, countless people will become victims and die inexplicably.

"It's not so fast. No matter how fast it is, we have to wait until tomorrow night." Miyamoto Mako glanced at him casually and said, "After digging the well where the corpse is hidden, we have to hunt down the host body of the holy skeleton. This is the prelude to the big drama. Also, you don’t have to be shy, it would be a lie to say you don’t hate them, but after so many years, I have no feelings for them anymore.”

Sakurai was dumbfounded.

He had previously deliberately avoided the name "Shio Miyamoto".

Miyamoto Shio, the patriarch of the fifth Miyamoto family, and also Mako's uncle.

His younger brother Miyamoto Shishin is Mako's biological father. Mako is in the same situation as him. When he was five years old, his family conducted a bloodline evaluation and was determined that his bloodline was inherently defective and he was likely to run away at any time. He was quickly removed from the family Taken away and sent to prison in Mount Kobe.

There will be no preferential treatment for girls there. Boys and girls are treated equally, because in the eyes of the family, "ghosts" have no gender distinction. They are all synonymous with danger.

Not only him and Mako, but also Ichizen, Kenjiro and others.

They were sent to cold caring schools since childhood and spent their childhood, adolescence and youth without any warmth.

If they were not adults, they would stay there until they were forty years old before they could leave there, provided that they could live to be forty years old and not be beheaded by law enforcement before then.

"Mako...which class were you in before?" Sakurai Akira asked in a low voice.

Thanks to the huge roots of the Sheqi Eight Family, quite a few children are diagnosed as ghosts every year, enough to establish one or two classes in the school.

"Forgot." Miyamoto Mako said without turning around.

...Can you forget this?

Sakurai Akira knew that it seemed that Mako was not interested in this topic, but was very resistant to it.

He just suddenly remembered that he had been in school for so many years and it seemed that he had never seen Mako before.

The school is neither big nor small. The school is surrounded by thick stone walls, and the stone walls are covered with electrified barbed wire. Hundreds and nearly a thousand people live here.

Akira Sakurai has been there for nearly twenty years, so she shouldn't have never met Mako, because Mako is very beautiful, has a good singing voice, and can definitely become an idol. This kind of girl should not be the one that boys talk about in their spare time. Topic person?

"Mako, you used to..." Sakurai Akira considered his words, but before he could ask, the girl leading the way suddenly turned around and went from the avenue into a trail.

Going deeper along the trail, you will find another neighborhood filled with old-fashioned atmosphere.

Mako clasped his hands behind his back and looked around with interest. There were also sycamores planted on the roadside here.

Akira Sakurai witnessed Mako walking into the depths of the alley, and reluctantly followed behind, playing the role of a bodyguard conscientiously.

Miyamoto Mako squatted in front of a remote corner, with the parasol tree covering the sky and sun above her head, a thick layer of dead leaves piled up in the grass in front of her, and a layer of green moss growing in the corner.

"Every place has some places where the sun doesn't shine." She stretched out her slender white fingers to touch the green moss on the mottled corner of the wall, looked back and asked, "Are you wondering why there never seemed to be any in school before? Have you heard of me? A high-quality girl like me should be a topic of conversation for you guys after dinner, right? "

Sakurai Akira was embarrassed. He really wanted to ask this question, but he would never do it so directly. Instead, he would go around a few times before asking...

Mako always seems to be able to guess his thoughts...

"Because I used to be like this corner." Seeing his dilemma, Miyamoto Mako smiled, stood up slowly, clapped her hands and said, "Do you know the ugly duckling?"

Sakurai Akira nodded.

He still knew the well-known fairy tale The Ugly Duckling.

"You want to say that you were an ugly duckling before, and you transformed into a white swan when you met an adult?" Akira Sakurai asked tentatively.

Each of them had asked for something from the adults, and he didn't know what it was that Mako had asked for.

Mako Miyamoto spread her hands: "I want to say that we were all like ugly ducklings, quietly waiting in the most inconspicuous corner, waiting for the day we grow up. But unfortunately, we are not ugly ducklings, but caterpillars, because Reality is not a fairy tale. An ugly duckling grows up to become a white swan, and a caterpillar spins a cocoon and becomes a moth.”

"And butterflies," Akira Sakurai added, "Caterpillars are the larvae of butterflies and moths."

"Whether a caterpillar turns into a butterfly or a moth is decided on the day it is born, just like we are destined to be ghosts when we are born." Miyamoto Mako said lightly, "Originally, there were only two roads to greet us. A moth flies into a flame and dies, or it spends its entire life as a caterpillar, living cautiously.”

Akira Sakurai said in a low voice: "There is a third way."

He didn't like the story that Mako described, even if it was true, because he didn't like the doomed and powerless sense of fate in this story.

Miyamoto Mako said softly: "Yes, there is a third path that should not appear in theory, and that is the appearance of adults. Your adults have changed our fate of putting out fires, but they have not changed the fact that we are still moths. Fortunately, There is one more road ahead of us.”

Sakurai Akira said silently: "The path from burning the world to warm yourself to burning yourself to warm the world?"

"You don't like this road?" Miyamoto Mako asked with narrowed eyes.

Faced with Mako's question, Sakurai Akira remained silent for a long time.

The air is filled with water vapor and the chill is bone-chilling. How long will this heavy rain last?

"Your Excellency, you are not here to redeem us so that we can sacrifice ourselves to save the world." Akira Sakurai said softly, "I can feel that Your Excellency never cares about how the world has become, all he cares about is the people around him. , that is his 'world'."

The cold air of the rainy night chilled Sakurai's lungs. He looked directly into Mako's clear eyes and said word by word: "We will save this city and this country, but not at the expense of you and me."

"I want the world, and so do you!"

When this almost arrogant declaration came out, Sakurai Akira seemed to hear a familiar chuckle coming from behind.

But when he turned around suddenly, there was only the lonely rain under the street lights behind him.

Mako stared at him steadily, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved into a moving arc. She squinted her eyes and praised: "You are very impressive. You are worthy of being the number one subordinate of your Lord. You can say such arrogant words freely. I have obviously done it before." I would just sit on the playground and look at the sky above my head stupidly, and then give each cloud a name."

Sakurai Akira was stunned.

When he was a child, he often sat in the middle of the playground and looked up at the sky, looking up at the square sky that did not change every day. He sat on the lawn and named each cloud. The next day those clouds with names were gone, leaving him still sitting on the lawn.

This was indeed his past, but how did Mako know?

It was not difficult to know that he was sitting on the playground looking up at the sky, but how did she know that she had named each cloud?

He remembered not telling anyone about this!

"Do you still remember when someone ran away from school?" Miyamoto Mako asked.

Sakurai Akira was stunned for a moment, and then recalled the incident.

The school is located deep in the Kobe Mountains, and the surrounding walls are covered with electrified barbed wire, making it almost impossible for anyone to escape.

But one year, someone wrapped in insulation cloth, grabbed the barbed wire fence, and successfully climbed over the wall and escaped from the campus. However, he then got lost in the mountains and was thirsty and dehydrated when he was found by the rescue team.

He had heard about this incident, but he didn’t know who the protagonist was, and he didn’t even know the man or woman. But he heard that the man was miserable after being captured, and was almost beheaded by the law enforcement officers...

Miyamoto Mako smiled brightly and said: "It was a pity that time. I almost ran out. What a pity, who made me get lost?"

She put her hands on her hips and sighed with regret, as if she was lamenting her bad luck.

"That person is you?" Sakurai Akira was surprised.

"Very surprised?"

"...sort of." Sakurai Akira hesitated, "I heard that those who escaped were captured and imprisoned for a long time. You..."

Miyamoto Mako curled her lips and said: "Not only was he imprisoned for a long time, but he was almost beheaded immediately after being judged to have a tendency to go berserk."

Sakurai Akira wiped the girl's cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, their group of six almost lost the only girl.

"Don't do such dangerous things in the future." Sakurai Akira said seriously.

"There's no chance if I want to do it." Miyamoto Mako crossed her arms and said proudly, "But if I can do it again, I will never be caught!"

Sakurai Ming looked helpless: "How could you even think of wrapping your hands in insulating cloth and crawling out? If anything goes wrong, you won't be able to stand in front of me."

Mako Miyamoto looked innocently and said, "I heard that there is the sea beyond Mount Kobe. I haven't seen what the real sea looks like, so I wanted to see it."

"Just...to see the sea?" Sakurai Akira couldn't believe his ears.

"Isn't this reason enough?" Miyamoto Mako raised his eyebrows, "Actually, I have no interest in the sea. It's all because of someone who keeps talking to me about how beautiful the sea is all day long. To prove that the sea is just like that, I arranged a whole set of Escape plan.”

Sakurai Akira couldn't help but ask: "Who is that person?"

"Forgot." Miyamoto Mako wrote lightly.

"Can you forget such important things and people?" Sakurai Akira shook his head.

"Remembering too many things is also a burden on the brain." Miyamoto Mako said casually, "It's better to forget, at least you won't go to settle the score with that deserter."

"deserter?"

"We originally agreed to run away together, but the guy suddenly fell ill, so I left him and ran away."

"...whose fault is this?"

"Of course it was him. If he hadn't fallen ill and affected the situation, how could I have left in a hurry and been caught without adequate preparation!" Miyamoto Mako said with his hands on his hips and glared.

Sakurai Akira didn't know what to say for a moment.

"You...remember that person, are you still complaining about him?" Sakurai Akira whispered.

Miyamoto Mako gave him a roll of his eyes and let him experience it for himself.

Sakurai Akira sighed and changed the subject: "Mako, you said before that the person you like is in Tokyo?"

"Yes." Miyamoto Mako nodded sharply, "You want to ask me who he is?"

"I am the acting captain. I am responsible for the team members. Maybe I can help you." Sakurai Akira said seriously.

Miyamoto Mako smiled and said: "You want to help me pick up girls?"

"This may not work well." Sakurai Akira said awkwardly, "I don't have much experience myself."

"You still have self-awareness." Miyamoto Mako comforted.

Sakurai Akira: "..."

He noticed that Makoto seemed to be in a good mood suddenly, turned around, hummed and skipped towards the alley.

She suddenly turned around, her smile was shallow, and her smile was like a pure bright color, enough to break through the morning sun and illuminate the gloomy and depressing Tokyo under the continuous heavy rain.

"like!"

Sakurai Akira froze and looked up in disbelief.

"I like Tokyo the most." The girl finished her emotion and walked forward slowly with her hands behind her back.