Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 543: The Wandering Nobleman

Day three of the Trieste incident.

At nightfall, Caesar finally arrived in Tokyo.

He parked his motorcycle on the side of the road, stopped to look, and saw that the place that was no longer as crowded as before was Akihabara, where he had been once. The last time he came, the road was full of people holding comics and toys. He and Lu Mingfei were driving a Ferrari, and a large truck followed behind the car to transport goods.

The streets were sparsely populated at this moment. It had been raining heavily for three days and the streets were gradually becoming deserted. Although the underground drainage system was struggling, it was still working, so there would not be puddles everywhere you walked.

Girls in maid outfits and miniskirts stood at the door and greeted passers-by. The charming proprietress sat on the sofa with the store door open, browsing her phone. The street was filled with the smell of takoyaki and oden.

Caesar flared his nostrils and breathed in the warm smell of the street, feeling that he had returned to the human world again.

There was only one cigarette left in the cigarette box. Caesar lit it and took a deep puff. Then he leaned on the Suzuki RM250 off-road motorcycle that accompanied him all the way and threw the cigarette box into the wind. He had been smoking all the way, and he smoked very carefully. He would only smoke half a cigarette to stay awake when he was too sleepy. For him, squatting on the side of the highway to smoke a cigarette butt was a rare experience.

Caesar smoked a cigarette while admiring the girl who was exposing her absolute body. He now understood why Lu Mingfei was so diligent in taking photos with girls.

He looked up and down at the girls, their hair was tied up in various styles and held in place by white headbands, and the black and white maid outfits were tight on their young bodies, with the arms and skirts that went above the knees replaced by white gloves and knee-high socks. It was really a piece of clothing that showed every detail.

To him who had escaped death, even the maid who had been transformed by magic looked particularly charming.

It feels so good to be alive.

Caesar was ready to quickly finish the last cigarette in his hand and then go to the store. Even though he was unconscious after the experience under the sea, he understood that he and his group had been betrayed by the Eight Snake Families.

In this country where the underworld is legal, the Eight Snake Families are no different from the local underground emperors. Caesar has witnessed the omnipotence of 'Kaguya-sama', a super artificial intelligence that is infinitely close to 'Norma'. At this time, all means of contacting the outside world will not only be ineffective but will also expose his position.

It might not be easy to find a place to stay in this country, but Caesar quickly thought of the store in Akihabara. If there was only one place in this country where they could stay, it might be the place that was highly praised by the vice-president.

Caesar took a deep puff of his cigarette, threw it on the ground, stomped it out, and prepared to leave.

As a result, someone knocked heavily on the front of his car. Caesar turned his head and found that it was an old lady passing by. The old lady pointed at the cigarette butt on the ground with a dark face, and then pointed at the cigarette box that was rolled all over the ground by the wind.

Caesar squatted down with a dusty face to pick up the cigarette butt, then bent over and walked over to pick up the cigarette box. He wanted to put the cigarette box into the classified trash can, but he looked around and couldn't find the so-called trash can. In desperation, he could only put the cigarette butt into the cigarette box, then crumpled the cigarette box into a ball and held it in his hand.

The ashes in the palm of his hand turned black after being stained by rain, which was a once-in-a-millennium experience for Caesar.

In the past, let alone throwing cigarettes anywhere, even if he flicked the ash into the waiter's palm, it would be fine. The other party would respond with a bright smile, with a look saying "Young man, your cigarette ashes have warmed my heart from my hands". But now that he is in a desperate situation, even if he throws a cigarette box, a stern-faced old lady will come out to stop him.

However, Caesar still smiled and nodded to the old lady, indicating that he understood the civilians' love for the environment.

This was the code of conduct that Caesar, a nobleman, had followed since childhood. Different from those second-generation rich men who only showed their grace to socialites and noble ladies, Caesar showed his love to all women.

Even if he was driving a Bugatti Veyron, of which only eight are available in the world, and stopped on the side of the road, and was suddenly asked for money by a ragged old beggar, he would not wave his hands with disdain and say "go away", but would immediately get out of the car, take out enough cash from his pocket, and hand it over politely.

The old beggar woman today might have been a beautiful girl who was fascinated by others in the past, and the bucktoothed girl today might become a virtuous wife who is praised by others in the future.

For Caesar, a nobleman should respect all the beauty in the world, and he would respect all women.

Caesar was about to leave the motorcycle there and leave, but as soon as he turned around, he felt his sleeve being pulled again. Caesar turned around and looked at her with a sunny smile, thinking, I've already put out my cigarette, what else do you want?
The old lady took out a loaf of bread from the shopping bag and stuffed it into Caesar's other hand. She patted Caesar's hand with a complicated expression of 'pitying his misfortune and being angry at his lack of resistance', and then took out a box of yogurt and stuffed it into his hand.

Caesar blinked in confusion, watching the old lady's hunched back gradually disappear into the distance, then turned his head to look at the rearview mirror of the motorcycle.

The person in the mirror was covered in black-grey mud from neck to face, his hair was dirty, messy, and wet and sticky from the rain. Because of the cold wind blowing in his face along the way, there was a fluorescent light flashing in his philtrum that made him feel ashamed and angry. If it weren't for his sea-blue eyes, Caesar would not have recognized himself.

Caesar was very melancholy. With this melancholy, he tore open the bag and bit off half of the bread.

He hadn't eaten for two days and two nights.

When Caesar woke up late at night the day before yesterday, he found himself sleeping with fishes. He was rescued by a fishing boat far away from the coast. In order to avoid subsequent trouble, he jumped off the boat and swam for three hours. After getting ashore, he was exhausted. Finally, he exchanged the rose gold watch on his hand for a box of cigarettes and this motorcycle.

It took him nearly two days to get from Izu to Tokyo. Of course, the main reason was that he couldn't understand the neon road signs so he took a long detour, but this was the result.

Caesar walked along the streets of Akihabara following his memory. The girls in animal costumes and maid costumes looked at him and seemed to be hesitant to speak. The girl in the miniskirt even covered her mouth in surprise. Caesar felt sad and hoped that it was not because of some strange smell on his body that caused this.

The last time he passed by here, the girls on the street looked at him with sparkling eyes. When he walked into the store, girls in black short skirts bowed to him on both sides: "Iracha Ima-se!" (Welcome!)
After groping all the way with mixed feelings, Caesar finally found the place.

Unfortunately, the store door is still closed.

Caesar was stunned. For the first time in his life, he lost his sense of existence.

He was now isolated and helpless in a neon town, without food, money, or any way to contact the headquarters. There was not even any evidence to prove who he was. Even if he died here the next day, he would just be an unknown corpse.

Even if he left here, Caesar would have to face two fatal problems again: he had no money and could not read Japanese.

The young master of the Gattuso family had never been so crazy. For her, there was no place in the world that she could not go, no matter whether there were any acquaintances there.

Whenever he walked into a city, he would find the most luxurious hotel there, throw out his black card, and then wait for people to run around to serve him.

But now he was standing in the rain, hungry and covered in dust, and he might not even have a place to sleep tonight.

Caesar looked around the street with mixed feelings, preparing to sleep under a shop door where he could shelter from the rain for the night. As long as he could wake up before anyone opened the shop the next day, he would not be discovered.

At this moment, the glass door next door was pushed open from the inside, and the girl who was about to open her umbrella asked cautiously, "Mr. Gattuso?"

Caesar was startled and turned to look at the other person in surprise. He didn't expect that he could be recognized in this state: "Really Miss?"

……

At this moment, the central control room of Kassel College was brightly lit, and all the technicians in the executive department were working overtime, searching the Internet for news about the Caesar team and Principal Angers.

Yes, yes, you heard it right.

Damn it! The principal is missing too!

The firewall built by Princess Kaguya was extremely powerful. She controlled all gateways connecting Japan and overseas. As long as she found that the access came from Kassel College, she would cut off the connection. This was an indestructible wall of steel, and Norma was powerless.

A few hours ago, in front of all the technicians, Schneider and Manstein simultaneously inserted the black card into the card slot and turned the metal handle on the operating table hand in hand.

The next moment, dense electric sparks flashed on the surface of the operating table, black smoke and a burnt smell came from the underground cabinet, and the high temperature instantly burned the main control board of the chipset.

At the same time, a violent buzzing sound was heard from the basement fifty meters deep, where a whole basement of computer cabinets were stored side by side, all of which were densely packed with CPUs, forming a honeycomb-like rectangular array.

Now this supercomputer is all overclocked and running. In an instant, the operating power has increased to more than three times the rated power, and is still increasing.

All the chips and motherboards were running at an overclocked speed, and the heat they emitted quickly turned the place into a small steelmaking furnace. The giant turbine began to run uncontrollably, blowing hot air onto the ground, making a noise comparable to that of a flying helicopter.

All the screens went dark immediately, and then lit up at the same time, all showing the face of the same girl.

She was young and indifferent, with dark blue characters changing in her pupils. Finally, her huge projection appeared on the central screen. The huge sense of oppression made people swallow their saliva involuntarily.

"Eva has now replaced Norma as the college secretary. This working status is really admirable."

Manstein exclaimed.

Schneider stared coldly at the girl on the screen and whispered, "No, she is not the secretary of the academy. She was originally designed to be a weapon used by the academy for attack."

The technicians all looked at the girl on the screen with worry and awe. They were not as naive as Manstein and vaguely felt that this girl was not a gentle logistics expert like Norma.

The first thing the girl did after waking up was not to greet them or find out about her own situation. Instead, she instantly began to expose her aggressiveness and immediately used high-temperature overload to burn the chipset that was blocking her.

"Eva, we need your help. Do you need some time to familiarize yourself with the database and chipset?"

"I have completed the familiarization. I have read the surveillance and mission records. The attack on Princess Kaguya has begun."

Without Schneider issuing a mission, Eva independently determined the current situation and launched a technical attack on Kaguya-hime. At this moment, a huge stream of data flowed to Neon through gateways all over the world.

Manstein was also going to tell Eva to give priority to finding the information of the specialist with file number 000001 - the special nature of this file number could be seen at a glance. The file numbers of the Caesar Group were all numbered based on the date of birth, and this file number did not indicate the birthday, because he had lived for too long, his passport had been constantly changed, and his birthday had changed again and again, and the original birthday was no longer important.

This special commissioner was named Gilbert Jean Angers. He went to Neon at the same time as Caesar's team five days ago, but he and Angers set out in two groups.

But we lost contact after arriving. Norma only brought back a message to Angers saying "I'm going to see an old friend" and there was no news from her since then.

At this point, not only Angers, but even Caesar's team is unknown whether they are alive or dead, and the Snake Eight Families have even submitted their resignation statements to the headquarters.

This is no longer a resignation, but a betrayal.

Just as Manstein was about to say this, the vice-president pressed his wrist with a relaxed look and shook his head at him with a confident and tough expression.

Manstein was stunned for a moment before he figured it out. The person who knew the principal best in the world was indeed his father.

——Then the next second, I saw the vice-principal editing a notice. The vice-principal was typing on his phone, and he had only edited half of it. It said, 'The vice-principal will temporarily serve as the principal. All classes in the school will be suspended. Instead, a women's swimming championship with the theme of physical fitness and a Miss Cassell beauty pageant with the main theme of aesthetic education will be held tomorrow. The winner can have a midnight snack with the acting principal in the bell tower...'

Manstein was shocked. On the one hand, he despised his father's shameless act of imitating the principal's afternoon tea. On the other hand, he thought that his father might hope that Ange would die in this action so that he could have "midnight snacks" with different women's swimming championship champions and beauty pageant champions on campus every night.

"Do you have any news about that store? His place should also be a blank area for Kaguya-sama."

Manstein sat down dejectedly.

Schneider also looked very tired and said slowly:
"Nothing has changed, and Eva can't break into the firewall of that store."

Manstein nodded, thought for a moment and said:

"Think about it another way. This is good news. Even though the store owner doesn't welcome us, it also means that he is not on the same page with the Sheqi Eight Clan. If we can get in touch with them, we may be able to get news about Caesar's group."

"We sent friendly statements there more than once in the past three years, but they were all rejected later. The only thing we found out was that it was a coffee shop with a lot of business, and there was also..." Schneider was stunned when he said this.

"What's the matter?" Manstein asked.

"That store ordered an Aston Martin sports car a year ago. This sports car has a regular home maintenance benefit every year. We can contact there through that company."

Schneider stood up and shouted, "Eva, contact the controlling shareholder of that company immediately."

(End of this chapter)