Dragon Clan: Restart your life

The man looked at her deeply and sighed: "But this is not a good thing. If you need it, I can bring him to the organization."

Sakurai Kogure slowly stepped back and knelt on the ground: "Thank you for your gift, but it is too late for him. Let him choose whether he wants to be free or continue to stay in that stable cage."

The man was silent for a while and whispered: "Okay, okay, I promise you that after Xiaoshan Takashi's experiment is successful, I will bring him the first batch of test products and let him make his own choice."

"Thank you for your kindness."

"Mercy?" the man laughed at himself, "This is not much of a kindness."

He suddenly lost interest.

"Is there anything else you want to report?"

"Yes, there is an overseas video circulating in the circle recently. Are you interested?"

"Oh? What video?" The man suddenly became interested.

"A paragraph..." Sakurai Kogure hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Like the video of the king's personal visit, everyone is privately saying that if this person is born in the family, he will definitely be the new Amaterasu."

The man narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and his smile bloomed like a flower.

"Bring it to me and let me see what kind of person deserves such praise."

"Yes!" Sakurai Kogure stood up and walked to the next room, took back a tablet, and handed it to the young man's hands respectfully.

When the progress bar of the video slowly advanced, the tablet was suddenly crushed by the man.

Sakurai Kogure quickly knelt down, waiting for the man to vent his unknown anger.

"...I'm sorry, I'm a little lost." After a brief silence, the man's somewhat inexplicable voice came, a little apologetic and... weird, "Can you get me another tablet?"

"Of course!" Sakurai Kogure stood up and hurried out of the suite.

The man's expression was quite exciting. He was not sure if he had admitted his mistake just now...

When the video was played in front of us again, the man who seemed like no one else but became the center of attention the moment he entered the auction couldn't help but overlap with the man who visited on a rainy night not long ago.

It's him? !

"Have you investigated his identity?" Fengjian Liuli asked softly.

Sakurai Kogure keenly noticed that his mood fluctuated.

"He is Lu Mingfei, a sophomore at Kassel College. He is the school's new S-class for forty years." Sakurai Kogure said respectfully.

Kazama Liuli became more and more serious, her eyes shining brightly in the moonlight: "Is he from the academy?"

If the Sheqi Eight Families are the leaders of the Japanese mixed-race world, then the academy is the leader of the Sheqi Eight Families.

"Yes, according to our investigation, he should be the new leader of the younger generation promoted by the academy."

"Lu Mingfei?" Fengjian Liuli paused the video, lightly brushed the majestic and fierce golden eyes on the screen with her white fingers, and said with a smile, "I'm looking forward to the day when we meet again, maybe... I I’ll really bet on you to win.”

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Kobe Mountain.

It was already night.

Sakurai Akira sat alone at his desk and wrote hard.

He suddenly thought of a good plot while working this afternoon. Unfortunately, Nami was around at the time, so he couldn't drop the hoe and sneak back to record it.

Fortunately, the hybrid's memory is far superior to that of ordinary people. He is recalling the plots he conceived in the afternoon one by one and recording them in his notebook.

In this plot, after the male and female protagonists join hands to defeat the martial god Fa Yinming, they encounter a boy who was abandoned since childhood. The law enforcer who claims to be righteous is chasing the boy. The male protagonist Sakurai Akira decisively saves the boy, and The heroine Nami embarks on the road to seek justice for the boy...

"Oh, I really can't accept you writing a novel and treating yourself as the protagonist, especially when the heroine is Teacher Nami."

A faint sigh suddenly came from the narrow room. The voice was a little childish, but it also had an old-fashioned air.

Sakurai closed the notebook sharply, clenched his fists with his hands, and said through gritted teeth: "Ryoma Ichi! I warned you not to sneak into my dormitory through Mingzhao!"

A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old appeared behind him out of thin air and said calmly: "I'm really worried about your vigilance. How can you become a warrior for adults like this?"

Yanling·Mingzhao.

The Releaser forms a small sphere centered on itself, in which light refracts in strange ways, creating an invisibility-like effect.

This is a language that plays with light and shadow.

Akira Sakurai snorted coldly: "You are so strong that you can't even catch a chicken, but you still want to cut off my neck?"

The young man's calm expression suddenly fluctuated, and he said unconvinced: "What if I have a gun in my hand? I can shoot your head off with one shot!"

Akira Sakurai stood up and faced Ryoma Ichimae. He was a head taller than Ryoma. After all, the latter was only 17 years old and still had room to grow. He looked down at Ryoma Ichimae, the youngest among the six, and said calmly:

"It's precisely because you didn't bring a gun or a knife that you were able to get behind me when I was concentrating on writing."

Ryoma pouted, raised his chest in dissatisfaction and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Akira Sakurai:

"Tell me, why are you looking for me so late? Everyone should have already agreed on a time for the party. How would you explain if you were caught sneaking out in the middle of the night? We can't expose ourselves for you!"

Faced with Akira Sakurai's stern, brother-like gaze, Ryoma shrank in strength and remained silent for a long time before whispering:

"it's raining outside."

Sakurai Akira was stunned.

It was only then that he realized that it was pouring rain outside the window.

The sound of rain splashing on the ground covered everything. No wonder he didn't notice Ryomaichi's arrival.

Mingzhao plays with light and shadow, but cannot isolate sound.

Akira Sakurai walked to the window with iron bars and looked out the window at the rainy night without saying a word.

The rain was so heavy tonight, just like the countless cold and humid nights in his dreams. The rain was pouring down, the noisy rain drowned everything, and the evil ghost crawled out of his body...

Sakurai Akira subconsciously raised his hand and put it on his heart, his heart beating strongly.

He turned to look at Ryoma Ichimae, and suddenly realized that this kid was just like him before, afraid of every cold rainy night.

He used to huddle alone in the corner every rainy night when he woke up. With no one to support him, he could only hug the quilt tightly and tremble.

These were some very bad memories, but Akira Sakurai had already let go of the past, but the youngest of them, Ichimae, still stood in that cold rainy night, not coming out.

Akira Sakurai silently walked to Ryoma Ichimae and pulled him to sit on the bed. The two of them sat against the wall.

The rain pattered outside, and the house seemed extremely quiet.

"What, are you scared?" Akira Sakura whispered.

"...Hmm." Ryoma stepped forward and hugged his knees with both hands, gently knocking his head on his knees, revealing the boy's weakness.

Sakurai Akira raised his hand and put it on Ryoma Ichimae's shoulder, squeezed his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Then don't be afraid now."

Because I'm by your side.

He said this silently in his heart.

A true samurai would never say such silly words. A samurai would only point them out, and everything would be reflected in his actions.

And he is no longer the dead child he once was.

He is a samurai.

A warrior chosen by the Lord.

He found the meaning of life, was ready to die at any time, and tempered himself in the darkness every day.

How could a warrior who was not afraid of death be afraid of this cold rainy night?

Ryoma said in a muffled voice: "...If I am caught, you don't have to worry about being exposed, I will commit suicide as soon as possible. I have read ninja biographies, and the book says that a real ninja will always have a secret hidden in his teeth. Plant poison. As long as the mission fails and is captured, the ninja will take the poison and commit suicide. I don't have the poison, but I still have the courage to commit suicide."

Sakurai Akira was silent for a while and said in a low voice:

"You are not a ninja, so you don't need to commit suicide. You are a warrior chosen by adults."

"I apologize to you for my angry words just now. In fact, if you are exposed and caught, we will not give up on you. A real warrior will not give up on his companions. If the adult is present, he will also save you, because we Still a companion, a like-minded partner.”

Akira Sakurai turned around and stared into Ryoma's dim eyes before saying word by word:

"We are all ghosts, but ghosts also have ghost friends. When the law enforcers who claim to be righteous want to kill you with their swords, we will appear by your side and block the law enforcers' sword for you."

"Not just me, Tianwu, Shingo, Taro and Mako, we will all make the same choice."

"I also believe that if we are exposed and caught, you will make the same choice. This is a partner!"

"You'd better give up the idea of ​​committing suicide. We don't want to go through all the trouble to get in front of you, only to be greeted by a cowardly suicide."

Ryoma stared at him blankly for a while, then lowered his head and hid his red eyes.

"Thank you." The boy choked up.

"You're welcome." Sakurai Akira said softly, grabbing Kachi's hair, "Don't thank friends easily, that's unlucky. You just need to keep your gratitude to your friends in your heart."

The house fell into silence again, and the only sound was the sound of rain outside the window.

"Listen carefully." Sakurai Akira suddenly said, "Actually, the sound of rain is not that scary. Did you know that many musicians will shoot scenes on rainy nights and create beautiful piano music?"

Ryoma held it in for a long time and said, "When did you start listening to piano music?"

"Uh, um..." Akira Sakura touched her nose awkwardly.

"Isn't it because of Teacher Nami?" Ryoma glanced sideways at the senior next to him.

"You discovered it!" Sakurai Ming said with joy, "Nami gave me an mp3 with a lot of piano music in it."

In the face of Sakurai Akira's unabashed crush on Nami, Ryoma returned to his young adult appearance and sighed: "If you really like her, then go after her."

Sakurai Akira smiled and said: "If we can come back from the battlefield alive, I will go after Nami."

When the topic came up to that "sir", Ryoma stepped forward and said softly: "What did the master promise you?"

Sakurai Akira didn't answer and asked instead: "What about you, I'm quite curious why the Lord chose you."

Ryoma stared at him and said, "What do you mean, why did you choose me?"

"Because you are underage." Akira Sakurai shrugged, with a look on his face that said, "Isn't this obvious?"

Ryoma was unconvinced and said: "What's wrong with being underage? Those who save the world in all comics are high school students! I am a high school student now! And my seat in class is the second to last row by the window."

Sakurai Akira chuckled and said, "So, savior Ryoma Ichizen-san, are you ready to save the world?"

"Always be ready!" Ryoma patted his chest and said proudly, "As long as you call me, I can go to the battlefield at any time!"

Sakurai Akira shook his head and said: "My lord will not issue a call to you now."

"Why?"

"Because you are still too weak. Have you done your 'homework' today?"

Facing Sakurai Akira's straightforward remarks, Ryoma, who should have been furious, felt guilty for a moment.

The so-called homework refers to the training of sharpening oneself.

Sakurai Akira sighed and said: "Training is not for us, but for yourself. What you need are qualified warriors. We are not qualified to have experienced hundreds of battles, but the necessary training is the foundation. The dragon's blood gives us a strong body." But that doesn’t mean we stop there.”

Ryoma's face turned red and he said, "I'll do it when I get back later!"

Sakurai Akira said calmly: "You have a good fighting spirit. I hope you can do what you say. A real warrior never lies."

After a moment of silence, Ryoma whispered: "The promise you made to me is to make me the principal of this school after everything is over."

Sakurai Akira was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "Principal? Do you want to be the principal of this school? Why?"

Ryoma tilted his head back and forth, leaning against the wall. He looked at the ceiling and said with a pure smile:

"Because I want everyone to live a good life!"

"When I become the principal, I will take the students on a study trip to Hokkaido. I will also buy the entire Kobe Mountain as the school's back garden. The students can move around the mountain as they please without being restricted to high walls. , if they are braver, they can secretly go down the mountain to play. As long as they come back on time, I will turn a blind eye..."

Sakurai Akira suddenly asked: "Why Hokkaido? Isn't Tokyo bad?"

"Um..." Ryoma didn't seem to expect that he would ask this. He scratched his head and said shyly, "I heard that Hokkaido has a lot of delicious food and there is also a beer festival. I want to take everyone to try it. The school food is too bad. Tokyo is so bustling. If you go there, you won’t be able to let go, right?”

Sakurai Ming smiled and said, "I guess you want to eat it yourself?"

Ryoma rolled his eyes: "Of course I want to eat it, don't you?"

"Okay, please be sure to bring me with you, Principal Ryoma!" Akira Sakurai said seriously.

Ryoma cleared his throat before coughing and said: "Don't worry, when I succeed the principal, I will betroth Mr. Nami to you!"

Sakurai Akira couldn't help but asked: "Are you the principal or the emperor?"

"No conflict. If you are the principal of this school, wouldn't you be the emperor?" Ryoma shrugged.

Compared to the Emperor, whom he had only seen on TV, he still found the principal more terrifying.

Ryoma suddenly looked at him very seriously and said sincerely: "I really want to transform this school, but I may not be able to do it alone. Will you help me?"

"Of course." Sakurai Akira chuckled, "This is the meaning of companionship."

Ryoma grinned forward with a boy's bright smile.

"Okay, I'm leaving. I won't disturb you in writing your novel." Ryoma got out of bed and walked out of the door.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and asked: "By the way, I have already told my secret, but you haven't told me my promise to you yet!"

Sakurai Akira smiled and said: "My lord has already sent me what I want."

"What?" Ryoma's eyes widened and he began to scan the room, trying to find that thing.

Unfortunately, there is really nothing to catch the eye in this room. It is simple and extremely monotonous.

"That's you." Sakurai Akira smiled.

Ryoma was stunned for a long time, then he let out a sigh of disgust, turned his back and said: "You are so disgusting! I'm leaving!"

After that, he left quickly without looking back.

Akira Sakurai sat alone outside the window, leaning against the wall, listening to the lonely sound of rain outside.

Laughing silently.

1+2=3, it’s the third update today, cough cough cough.

The Dragon Clan is actually a portrait of this group. And when Lu Mingfei returns from rebirth, he is definitely not the one who has changed. From Akira Sakurai to Minamoto Chisheng, everyone should usher in growth and transformation, and no longer be the dead children they once were.