Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 552: The sudden murderous intent
Sakurai Kogure's young body was exposed under the shower, her waist-length black hair sticking to her snow-white skin. She looked at herself in the mirror, and her thoughts were still stuck on two days ago.

She is indeed the Dragon King, the third most powerful person among the fierce ghosts.

Even so, she was just conveying the meaning of the two people above, and only she could see those two people. In addition, her job was the manager of a casino.

It was a casino located in the mountains outside Osaka, called Gokurakukan.

As the name suggests, it is a place that provides guests with the ultimate in worldly bliss, and this statement is not an exaggeration at all.

Jileguan is a large house in the mountains. In front of the house is a mountain stream and an exquisite bridge. In front of the bridge is a verdant bamboo forest.

After trekking through mountains and rivers to reach the bamboo forest, guests can see nothing but a winding path. After walking along the path for dozens of meters, a huge and eye-catching red torii gate will come into view. Under the torii gate, beautiful girls in kimonos greet and see off guests, samba dancers waving flamingo feathers shake their breasts to the beat of the drums, and waiters holding Indian headscarves come forward to take the luggage as soon as possible.

With the help of the girl in kimono, I walked across the small bridge, passed the mountain stream, and finally pushed open the heavy carved bronze door, and the view instantly opened up.

The rustling sound of small steel balls came towards me.

The sound of the roulette machine rolling, the sound of the sieve jumping in the pot, the sound of the dealer cutting the cards, the sound of the girls cheering loudly... every sound makes people's blood boil.

At first glance, there are beautiful croupiers in suits at each table, but if you go around the gambling table, you will see that they are wearing bunny girl costumes, black nylon stockings wrapped around their thighs, and a small white tail;
The waitresses were walking around in rose-red shiny silk swimsuits, showing off most of their plump breasts as they passed by the guests, swaying their seductive waists, and giving charming smiles to every man who looked at them.

Girls were sitting in front of the pachinko machines, drinking Coke and inserting marbles. They were all pretty enough to be on the cover of magazines. Some were young and immature, wearing school uniforms and white stockings; some were cold and charming, wearing red-bottomed high heels and high-cut cheongsams; and some wore evening gowns, their soft and sexy bodies ready to show.

Every inch of space here is so tempting, whether it is the deep red marble floor, the crystal clear glass wall, or the girls' delicate skin, all the beautiful things in the world are gathered here.

No one can resist the temptation here. In Paradise Hall you can realize all your wishes, such as spending a wonderful night with a popular actress, or hoping that your competitors in next month's parliamentary election will disappear.

Of course, if necessary, you can also choose to spend a wonderful night with your competitors.

Sakurai Kogure's job is not to receive everyone there. Although everyone in the hall is a well-known figure, perhaps a consortium manager or a congressional secretary, Sakurai Kogure will only receive guests who are favored by God that night.

"Can I invite you to the VIP room? I'm the manager here, Sakurai Kogure, you can just call me Kogure."

When the chips in front of the lucky man pile up into a small mountain, he will find a girl with a warm body and a faint fragrance kneeling beside his legs and saying this in the most gentle tone.

Sakurai Kogure knows how to satisfy men's vanity.

Instead of relying on her body that was far more revealing than that of the dealers and waiters, she deliberately dressed conservatively, wearing only a tight black suit and skirt, presenting her status and identity that was completely different from those girls. At the same time, she accompanied him into the VIP room elevator with the most respectful attitude in the envious sight of everyone.

This is how men are in her eyes. They seem to be pursuing women, but in fact, more satisfaction comes from the competition among the same sex. For example, they show off their male abilities, or they can attract the most beautiful woman in the audience...

Three days ago, when she walked out of the elevator and into the casino lobby as usual, Sakurai Kogure became the center of attention. She would trot up to greet all kinds of regular customers with a sweet smile on her face.

Sakurai Kogure knew that she was like iced sweet wine to them. While everyone was sinking into her slightly iced sweet wine, they also greedily wanted to drink it up in one gulp.

That day, she also managed to please the guests with her greedy eyes and showed a charming smile.

Then the next second I received that person's card.

She instantly stopped smiling, bowed politely to apologize, then left these 'honorable' guests and walked into the Japanese-style suite on the top floor of Gokurakukan.

She took off her high heels in the elevator so that she wouldn't make any noise when walking on the tatami.

This top-level suite is very simple except for the tatami, with only white wooden screens and some small tables, on which there is a white porcelain vase.

That night she walked into the house with the windows open, letting in the moonlight.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, half of his body hanging outside the window, his shiny long hair swaying in the breeze, revealing his jade-white neck.

The man in the moonlight was wearing a blood-red wide-sleeved kimono embroidered with large clusters of red spider lilies. This flower, also known as Lycoris radiata, was as red as fresh blood, contrasting with the man's fair skin.

The man looked up at the moon, the flowing light flickered between his long eyelashes, and the stars in the sky were dimmed by his golden eyes. In front of this man, even Sakurai Kogure would feel that her beauty was as dim as the dust on the sole of the shoe. In front of such a man, the so-called beauty is a complete joke.

The man lay on his back for a long time, so long that it seemed as if he didn't notice Sakurai Kogure's arrival at all.

Sakurai Kogure didn't say anything for a long time, even though she knew it was the man who notified her to come and see him.

Until the man sighed softly and slowly lowered his back, which was stretched upside down. He lowered his head and hands, and the peach in his hair fell down, and his long hair spread out like a black waterfall.

Sakurai Kogure hurriedly knelt forward and protected the hairpin with both hands before it fell.

"It's another night of extravagance and decadence. Wine, beauties, gold and decadence make people tired."

The boiling voices downstairs were like steam from boiling water, pouring in from the window, carrying with them the body fragrance of women and the smell of alcohol from men, like a huge tide.

"...a name that will last for thousands of years, but a lonely afterlife...life is rootless, floating like dust on the road." the man whispered.

There was a musical rhythm to his words, and they sounded like he was talking in a dream.

Sakurai Kogure continued to crawl forward on her knees, massaging his shoulders and back.

"Are you having any troubles?"

"No, no, I'm not talking about me, but my friend." The man turned around and gently stroked her cheek with his white fingers, smiling like a flower. "I really miss him. The look in his eyes when he first saw me was like that of a child who had just fallen in love, but also like that of a lonely ghost. I wouldn't be surprised by anything he does."

Sakurai Kogure dug his nails into his flesh, trying to suppress the trembling of excitement in his body, and whispered:

"Mr. Utsunomiya returned to the Izu Peninsula this morning. He should not be affected by the affairs of the main family."

"That's because you don't know him. It's the first time I've seen a kid like that. He's so lazy and so indifferent. The way he looked at me when he first saw me was like he was looking at a photo at a funeral. Vector manipulation? Haha, I'm really looking forward to seeing him get angry~"

"Do we need to send someone to test it?"

"Woman, don't meddle in other people's business." The man whispered, "I told you he is my friend."

Sakurai Kogure didn't dare to say anything else, but just massaged the man's shoulders and back even harder.

The man picked up the liquor beside him and drank it all, then he put his arm around Sakurai Kogure's neck and kissed her lips. Sakurai Kogure subconsciously straightened her body to meet him, the man's kiss was fierce and violent, like a storm, or a beast sucking blood.

This kiss has nothing to do with love, it's just a demand, a demand like a beast.

But under such a fierce kiss, Sakurai Kogure's body became limp and his mind became hazy, as if he had fallen into the clouds.

After he opened his mouth, he hugged Sakurai Kogure's petite body tightly in his arms, buried his head in Sakurai Kogure's chest for a long time in silence, and then let her go.

Sakurai Kogure immediately straightened her clothes and knelt respectfully beside him.

"You should go too," the man whispered, "Go to Izu and protect his home."

Sakurai Kogure was still immersed in the happiness after being kissed, and nodded in confusion.

"After you go, don't contact me or General Wang anymore. Don't tell anyone."

"Can……"

Sakurai Kogure was slightly shocked, because the man's kiss actually made her agree to such a thing. But the man did not give her time to refute.

"There's one more thing I haven't told you." said the man.

"...Yes. The general sent a fax saying that the ace group of Kassel Academy arrived in Tokyo last night and stayed at the Peninsula Hotel."

The man looked up at the night sky, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight:
"Has this day finally come?"

"Last night, all the cadres of the Snake Family gathered at the shrine for a meeting. It has not been so grand for decades. Unfortunately, our scouts were not among those present. So far, we still don't know the content of the meeting. Do we need to continue investigating?" "No need to investigate. I know what they are thinking. The Snake Family is coming to wipe us out. It's time to use a war to completely end the fierce demons. If I were Tachibana Masamune, I would also say something like this to inspire the murderous spirit of my subordinates, right?"

The man said casually: "Let's go to Izu. You are the only person I trust here. Don't let me down."

"I see." Sakurai Kogure said, and then handed over a photo, "This is a photo of the ace group."

"It's just like the rumors say. How likable."

The man stared at the least noticeable boy in the corner of the photo, as if he was looking at him with tears in his eyes.

Then he stood up, picked up the long sword with a scarlet scabbard from the knife rack and put it on his shoulder: "Woman, I'm going to Tokyo. You leave tomorrow morning. Don't reveal anything about there, including me."

"Hai!" Sakurai Kogure said in a low voice.

The man carrying a long knife walked into the white moonlight outside the window. He suddenly jumped up and jumped into the moonlight.

In Sakurai Kogure's vision, it was pitch black with only the moonlight blocked out by the sky. A man in a white samurai uniform sat down in the cabin, and a new charming woman sat next to him, respectfully serving him a glass of iced liquor.

Sakurai Kogure looked down at the small table beside the screen. The scarlet kimono embroidered with red spider lilies remained there, and rainbow-like injections were arranged side by side.

Sakurai Kogure held the kimono and the injection in his arms as if they were treasures.

……

Sakurai Kogure came back to his senses and stroked the crimson kimono hanging on the hanger. The red spider lilies embroidered on it came to life after being soaked in water.

His hand passed over and landed on the yukata next to the kimono, and he picked it up and put it on.

When she put on her bathrobe and came to the living room downstairs, she saw that the golden-haired girl was already sitting on the sofa and dishes of dinner were already placed on the table.

The big feast that the Japanese people talk about is different from what most people in the world imagine. They don't fill a whole table with food, but distribute small plates according to the number of people.

A salad made of boiled sliced ​​pork belly on shredded onions, lettuce and other vegetables (Japanese people love salads, and eating without them is awkward), sliced ​​pure meat smoked sausage, Sunshine Rose grapes, grilled salmon, braised beef tenderloin, mustard shrimp paste, and tuna being sliced...

"Please allow me to express my apologies again for borrowing your clothes."

Sakurai Kogure walked to the sofa, bowed and sat down. Of course, she didn't wait for any response from the blonde girl, so she didn't expect a response, but sat down directly.

"Hey, Kogure is out. The miso soup will be ready soon. Just wait a little longer."

"I'm sorry to bother you and to have to prepare my meal."

“You’re welcome, you’re welcome. Hey, hey, hey, you don’t need to help. Shuichi and I will be there soon. Just wait.”

"grateful."

Sakurai Kogure also knew that if the guests helped, it would seem that the host was not hospitable enough, so he did not insist and sat down on the sofa again.

Five minutes later, the last of the tuna was served in four portions.

With Sakurai Kogure's eyesight, even if she could tell that the tuna was of high quality, it was not a rare ingredient for her. Even so, she straightened up in surprise and took the plate of tuna.

“Thank you very much, it looks delicious.”

"Hehe, as long as you like it."

In Sakurai Kogure's vision, Utsunomiya's mother had two plates in her hands. If nothing unexpected happened, the other one should belong to the blonde girl next to her.

Sure enough, the blonde girl also stood up to answer it.

"Thank you, Mom... Um—"

"Eh!? Eh hey hey!? What's wrong with you, Rei-chan?"

"No, it's okay. Sorry."

Startled, Sa Chiko quickly took back the plate and put her face close to the snow-white tuna meat and sniffed it.

Shuichi, who walked out of the kitchen, also saw this scene and frowned as he looked at the other two portions of fish in his hand.

"Please give it to me, mom. There's nothing wrong with the fish."

Faced with the blonde girl's request, Utsunomiya's mother showed an embarrassed expression, and Utsunomiya's father beside her also became worried.

“Could it be an allergy?”

"Allergic? That shouldn't be the case. Are you allergic to fish, Rei-chan?"

In Sakurai Kogure's field of vision, he saw the blonde girl shaking her head. Then, in order to prove that she was not allergic, she picked up the wasabi shrimp sauce on the side as if to prove it. However, just as she brought it to her mouth, she frowned again.

Although she didn't make an unbearable sound like last time, Sakurai Kogure could see clearly that the girl's throat rolled obviously and she tried hard to hold back the urge to vomit.

Utsunomiya's father frowned even deeper, as if he had not expected that the surprise he had prepared would turn out like this.

Utsunomiya's mother was also a little dumbfounded, but soon, she seemed to remember something, with an expression on her face that Sakurai Kogure couldn't understand, she trotted over, grabbed the blonde girl's hand and asked:
"Zero-chan Zero-chan, is this the first time for you? I mean, hasn't this happened before? Ahhhhh - I mean, do you remember how many days have passed since you lost your appetite? Hey, hey, hey, it's still not right? Oh - anyway, you understand what I mean, right?"

Sakurai Kogure looked at them in confusion, not knowing what was going on. It seemed that Utsunomiya's father also gradually understood something, and his brows gradually relaxed, but soon twisted again.

Then look at the blonde girl named Utsunomiya Zero. This girl has always been expressionless both in the information and after meeting her. After a moment of silence, that face that couldn't tell anything showed an expression called "dull" for the first time.

"Hey, hey! That's it! That's it! That's it, think about it carefully, isn't it?"

"me……"

"Sa Chiko, don't be so excited. If there is any misunderstanding, it will make things difficult for Zero."

"Yeah, I know, I know. Let's confirm it first, and then call Zhuo after it's confirmed."

"Is that so..."

Sakurai Kogure looked at the dazed girl and slowly lowered her head. Then as she placed one hand on her lower abdomen, Sakurai Kogure finally understood what they were talking about.

Sakurai Kogure widened her eyes in surprise. She didn't expect that things would be so coincidental. If it was true, then the task she was delivering this time might be more difficult than she thought.

Then in the next moment, before Sakurai Kogure could think about it carefully, a sense of crisis that made her hair stand on end enveloped her whole body.

It was as if a huge poisonous snake was climbing up her spine and spitting its venom behind her head. This sudden feeling of horror was so real and clear that Sakurai Kogure could accurately locate the source of the crisis without any confirmation.

She looked at the girl on the sofa on the left again as if she had been electrocuted, and then her pupils shrank into something as sharp as needles.

The girl was still sitting as quietly as before, as if she hadn't moved at all from beginning to end.

Slightly bow your head.

Her left hand covered her own lower abdomen as before.
And the right hand still remained on the table as if nothing had happened...but now, the right hand was holding an iron table knife, and the blade of the knife reflected the metallic luster under the light.

(No mistake, this girl wants to kill herself.)
The moment she was sure that she was pregnant, in order to ensure that this matter would not be leaked, the girl immediately developed murderous intent towards her, and her murderous intent was so strong that she did not even conceal it.

(End of this chapter)