Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Saeki Ryuuji, nicknamed Crow, is thirty years old.

Is it thirty years old?

No, I don’t know that kind of thing, and I have no interest in knowing it.

Rather, it is very rude to ask a boy his age! ()

All in all, as mentioned above, this kind of person is one of the so-called "Christmas Eve is the most painful thing for lovers, and they can only introspect themselves, and introspection is even more painful."

Every year around this time, Mr. Crow starts to take a look at himself.

Man, thirty years old.

Where to start?

Let’s talk about physical condition first.

His face is just barely there. Although he is just an ordinary handsome guy, at least his facial features are all put together and he is symmetrical. There is no extra cheekbone here or missing brow bone there.

My skin condition is okay, but because I don’t like to use facial cleanser, I don’t like to wash my face when I get up in the morning, and I often stay up late. I have begun to show signs of enlarged pores and excessive secretion of oil. Recently, if I squeeze it, I will find fat particles hidden in my nose, and It looks like millet grains, like a shrunk cod liver oil capsule. If you squeeze it, you can tell there are omega 3 or something like that.

He's not tall but not short either. He wears gold-rimmed glasses but he's not really nearsighted. He just watches too many movies and wonders why a small underworld gang should have a gentle scum like him wearing glasses. He focuses on contrast, and when necessary Wearing a plaid shirt, with blood-stained cuffs, and taking off his glasses to reveal his sharp eyes, it must be a very handsome moment!

Then he discovered that after wearing glasses for a long time, his face adjusted and deformed. Now, when he realized the seriousness of the problem, he had to wear them (sad)

In terms of physical health, he is a mixed race after all. Although he is a very shameful kind, the great white emperor is still willing to take care of his offspring, so that the crow can stay up late, play video games, go to nightclubs, and smoke as hard as he can. Even though I drank alcohol, I still didn’t develop cancer, but I developed a little high blood pressure, a little high blood lipids, a little migraine, a little endocrine disorder, and a little kidney stones.

It seems exaggerated, but in fact it’s just that other people don’t have the money to enjoy the free medical examinations of Sheqi Bajia like crows. A real social census will only find that more than 80% of the working class have already been sub-healthy Just a few minor ailments.

So Mr. Crow feels that he is still qualified.

In terms of finance, although he has no house or car, he is the direct younger brother of the eight heads of the Sheqi family and the good brother of the director of the Executive Bureau. He has a very resounding reputation!

Oh, this is not to prove that his salary is very high, but to prove that when he goes out, his juniors usually treat him to dinner, so there is basically no additional expenditure.

The inability to save money was purely due to frequent spending in nightclubs and unnecessary damage during missions.

The man's salary cap is pretty good.

So, that is to say, Crow thinks that he is a man with good looks, good physical fitness, and even a little money and a future.

Such an excellent blade of grass——

How can I not have a girlfriend?

Whenever he thinks of this reality, he bursts into tears and doesn't know what to say. He chooses to stay at home or go to nightclubs almost every year.

But something is different this year.

Because it has only been two years since he established a good relationship with Fujimaru Ritsuka. As the "Fujimaru Ritsuka Steady High-Yield Fund" he invested accurately has seen increasing reports, the female staff around him have also begun to interact with him intentionally or unintentionally. He got in touch.

Although they were all asking about Fujimaru Ritsuka, Crow still felt very satisfied.

So, he confessed.

Then it failed.

After being shocked, the other party gave an inexplicable answer such as "You are a good, not so good, but a very good person, but I'm sorry, I belong to someone else."

That's too much!

A man betrayed by love can only get drunk, and in this kind of thing, the only ones who are really willing to be by his side are true brothers.

At the wine table that day, two men were holding green beer cans in their hands, their faces flushed, their faces leaning on the wooden table, and they were mumbling.

"My confession failed." Crow said inarticulately, his throat was burning with pain, and there was an imperceptible tremor in the words he spoke.

"I know."

In front of him, Yasha sniffed, tilted his head to drink in response, and put the bottle down again.

"I'm also heartbroken."

"Haha. Then we are really in the same boat."

"Yeah. Hey, that girl is very gentle to me. Before today, she would bring me lunch every day and chat with me about work, the weather, and Fujimaru Ritsuka. Why do you think this happened?"

"Yes. Why is it like this?"

"I still remember that the bento contained slightly cold but tender fried eggs."

"mine too."

"I still remember that the bento contained celery root that was astringent and had lost its fiber."

"mine too."

"I still remember that the bento rice contained small corn kernels, cut into about 1/6 size, and mixed in the rice kernels to increase the taste."

"Mine too"

"You too!"

Crow frowned and put the bottle down, causing the table to tremble.

"We two confessed to the same person, right?"

"I think so." Yasha straightened his chest and nodded seriously.

".And with those side dishes just now, this is exactly like a convenience store bento, right? The kind that's on sale!"

"Indeed." Yasha agreed.

The two looked at each other and were silent for a moment.

After a long time, he spoke again.

".Can we really find a girlfriend like this?"

"It's true, it doesn't seem to work."

The two looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

"Speaking of which, I originally made an appointment with Fujimaru to eat ramen in the evening, but now that way doesn't work, what should we do tonight? We can't go home and spend another Christmas Eve, right?"

"No!" Yasha was unwilling and shook his head heavily.

"The night hasn't started yet, everything hasn't ended yet. How can a man give up until the last moment? You also said that you are a qualified and high-quality man, so someone like me who is better than you is naturally worthy of you. A companion is."

"Who do you think is excellent?"

"I've decided that I'm going to get a girlfriend within the next few hours."

The crow couldn't help but shake its head after hearing the other party's words.

"You're a little out of your mind."

"Then if you can't deliver it, it will be destroyed!!"

"You're a bit extreme." Crow still shook his head, then paused and opened his eyes.

"But let's talk about how to destroy it in detail. Do you want to learn how to use torches to circle Tokyo like in the two-dimensional animation? I'm not saying no, but you must at least come up with an idea that will not be discovered by the young master's family." Jin. The man with silk glasses thought for a moment and then added, "Maybe it's an idea that won't kill him if he's discovered."

Yasha bared his teeth, and Sihasha carefully considered his lines.

“I don’t have that kind of thing, but I have a moderate line.”

"Oh, tell me in detail."

"—Let's seduce girls who have boyfriends, like a gangster."

The words were shocking. When the sullen Yaksha said these words, Crow couldn't help but turn pale. His eyes flashed with a hint of agitation and a bit of struggling conscience.

Subconsciously, he turned on his phone and searched for the most crowded areas. His fingers flashed, and his body seemed to be dominated by the evil in his brain. But at a certain moment, Crow suddenly lost his mind and his hand twitched. He quickly pressed his left hand on the wrist of his right hand to stop his behavior.

"This! This! Isn't this a bit immoral!"

The mouth of the man named Crow is still connected to a trace of conscience, trying to cover up his malice.

"Although we are originally gangsters, to be honest, we used to hang out with the young master and recently with Fujimaru. It has been a long time since we did anything like a gangster. Didn't you help an old lady cross the road not long ago? "

"You, you, you, you saw it!! - No! I was thinking that the old woman must have a fair-skinned and beautiful daughter, or her daughter's daughter!" Yasha hurriedly argued.

Crow stroked his shoulders and comforted: "Okay, okay, just admit it, we can't do anything by force now, put away those little thoughts of the Minotaur journals you saw at the comic exhibition."

"Gan! Even the black and yellow boys in school can have a harem as they please, why can't I, an orthodox gangster?!"

"Now is a society governed by the rule of law."

The two looked at each other again and fell silent.

".Hey"*2

The two sighed in sync.

".Take a step back. What you said is right, but at least we have to try to go out and make trouble, right?" Yasha covered his face, and the man's self-esteem that had not been broken in the end remained in his words.

"Elaborate."

The crow became a little interested. Seeing this, Yasha quickly straightened his body and began to analyze seriously.

"I think the reason we failed before was because the female teacher we hired worked in a nightclub. The average rank in a place like that was higher than ours. In terms of tactics, we couldn't beat them.

In the same way, the employees in the Sheqi Ba family, except for the two of me, are basically highly educated elites. Haven't you heard that even the ninja troops of the Fuma family have to learn C++ recently? "

"So, to get out of our predicament, we first have to change our goals."

Crow, who is usually a dog-headed military advisor, was a little surprised. He did not expect to hear such a rigorous logical analysis from Yasha. He originally thought that he was someone who could only say "people will die if they are killed". .

He asked quickly.

"So what you mean is -"

"Birds of a feather flock together, and we have to find a place where beautiful girls who are innocent and full of sensibility gather."

Crow snapped his fingers excitedly and gave an example.

"A religious girls' school that only accepts rich ladies!"

"very close!"

"Because of the national war, the ratio of men to women is seriously imbalanced, and women are eager to rely on marriage to escape the war-torn areas of their countries!"

"very close!"

"Because I am geographically isolated, I have no contact with the paradise of modern society, the daughter country of the Amazon!"

"So close!!"

"What the hell is that close to!!! (half annoyed)"

Crow finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and grabbed Yasha by the collar and roared angrily.

"There is no such thing as a peach blossom garden where princesses who don't care about the world gather together. Do you think this is an anthology of Grimm's fairy tales?"

etc.

The moment he said this, Crow seemed to realize something.

A gathering place for princesses?

An innocent and sensual beautiful girl.

fairy tale.

Peach Blossom Spring?

Seeing this, the rough man no longer concealed anything. He grinned and said the only feasible plan.

"That's right——"

"It's Disneyland."

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