Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 568, Sakurai Kogure and Zero

On a stormy night, there was unrest everywhere.

In the two-story house in Izu, Sakurai Kogure listened carefully to the occasional weak breathing coming from the phone, as if that adult was whispering in his ear.

"Woman, shut up."

"..."

Sakurai Kogure fell silent, his face pale.

"Don't try to be clever. I don't want this to happen again."

The sound I heard was slightly muffled, as if I was drinking alcohol.

But Sakurai Kogure knew that this was the reaction of a man gritting his teeth when he was angry, which meant that he was wrong to report the situation of the "Utsunomiya family" privately this time.

"Hi!"

Sakurai Kogure didn't care whether the person next to him would hear him and responded loudly.

beep-

After the call was hung up, the adult did not give her any further instructions.

Did I really do something wrong? Sakurai Kogure thought to himself with this thought, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

In fact, ever since she came here five days ago and found out that the woman was pregnant, she had been thinking about whether she should tell the adults about this. At that time, she hesitated for a long time because of what the adults said, "Don't contact anyone anymore," but she finally held back.

In recent days, the woman has been like usual, with nothing unusual happening except for her daily morning shopping.

But after every night, that person would lock herself in the next room alone. Until today, she smelled a burnt smell and thought about the things she had purchased recently. She woke up instantly and realized what the woman was doing. Then she contacted the adult.

If the target is doing something that could be dangerous, reporting it should not be considered disobedient. After all, the danger comes from the target himself, so it is reasonable to ask for advice on what to do. With this in mind, Sakurai Kogure called the adult.

Then before she could even tell what happened, she was severely scolded.

No, it’s not considered being scolded.

I guess I'm disappointed.

Thinking of this, Sakurai Kogure was a little worried that he would be abandoned and that a new woman would soon replace him.

The faucet in the bathroom was still running, so Sakurai Kogure washed his face, calmed himself down, and then turned off the faucet.

Pushing open the frosted door, it was natural that there was no one else in this bedroom that temporarily belonged to her.

She hesitated and did not choose to go to the bed and bury herself exhausted in the quilt, but walked towards the door leading to the corridor.

The corridor was pitch black, with only a little light from the street lamps leaking in from the glass windows at the end of the west corridor.

Sakurai Kogure looked to the left, thought for a moment, then walked to the door and knocked twice.

dong dong——

I waited two seconds, no response.

Sakurai Kogure continued knocking.

dong dong——

This time it took several seconds before a response came.

"...is something wrong?"

The voice was clear and cold, not sounding angry, but certainly not welcoming either.

Even though he couldn't see the person in person, he could still feel the coldness of "What are you doing here?" and made Sakurai Kogure want to just go back.

But it was just a thought. Thinking of his previous speculations and the attitude he had realized after hitting a wall with the adults - if he left it alone, the adults would definitely be even angrier - Sakurai Kogure knew why he came here, and even though he knew that his disturbance was being alienated by the person in the room, he couldn't just retreat.

She took a deep breath and put on her best bright smile:
"Mrs. Utsunomiya, can you let me in? I really have something to ask."

Even though she made her request clearly, there was still no response from inside the door. No, this silence should be considered a response, that is, a rejection. But Sakurai Kogure couldn't go back like this, so she added the second half of the sentence.

Even so, there was still no response from inside the door.

Sakurai Kogure didn't add anything, but he didn't plan to turn back either. He just stood in front of the door and waited quietly.

Although he didn't continue to express his attitude, it was so quiet outside, and if there were no footsteps going away, the person inside the door would definitely know that he was still here. That was enough.

really--

crunch.

The door was gently opened from the inside, and a girl in a white nightgown stood expressionlessly by the door, staring at her silently.

Sakurai Kogure observed that one of her hands was still hanging on the door handle, and she did not move aside to create space for herself to enter the door.

What a cold and cautious guy.

Although he had such thoughts in his mind, Sakurai Kogure's smile became even brighter:
"Sorry to bother you, I want to talk to you about those things. Can I go in and talk?"

Sakurai Kogure bowed slightly to express his apology, and when he lowered his head, a chill ran straight up the back of his neck into his brain, as if a venomous snake was staring at him.

Here again, here again!

This woman is really——

This was what happened the last time I found out I was pregnant. I wanted to kill myself.

Now her purpose has been made clear, and she did it herself. I am only here to persuade her, but her first thought is to kill me.

Sakurai Kogure was somewhat suspicious as to whether he was a ghost or the other person was a ghost. Why was the other person more sensitive and irritable than himself, and always so hostile?

Although animals in nature will also have overreactions after pregnancy, becoming irritable and vigilant, animals with a strong sense of territory, such as tigers, will attack all threatening animals in their territory.

But humans are civilized creatures——

Even so, Sakurai Kogure did not show any emergency protective measures, nor did he quickly assume a defensive posture.

She bent down as if she hadn't noticed anything, straightened her back, and smiled at the girl who was looking at her again.

Even though it was only a moment, her gaze was indeed scanning her neck and heart - Sakurai Kogure hid his thoughts under his face, his smile never changed, waiting for the girl's reply.

After about two breaths, the girl pushed the door open a little further and moved sideways to make room.

"Excuse me." Sakurai Kogure bowed again.

The layout of the house was simple, not much different from the one next door she was staying in. Two wardrobes were on the wall near the door, and in front of it was a desk with a desktop computer. On the wall above the desk was a grid-like bookshelf filled with neon-style comics and light novels. Further in front was a double bed next to a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

There aren't many signs of life there, and the reason is easy to guess, because the girl and Utsunomiya usually live in Tokyo and come back for a short stay.

Without doing too much browsing, Sakurai Kogure focused his attention on the computer desk, or more precisely, on the alcohol lamp and glassware on the desk...

"Well, it seems I was right."

There weren't many things in it, just some sugar, a homemade alcohol lamp, a goblet with the base knocked off, some powder and a ribbon similar to a bellyband.

Although it was a very common item and had the atmosphere of someone practicing brewing drinks privately on weekdays, and it looked like nothing was wrong, it was actually making explosives.

"However, based on the frequency with which I noticed you buying thermometers and tin foil recently, it seems that you are not only planning to make ordinary explosives, but also mercury and thermite."

Sakurai Kogure turned his head and looked at the expressionless girl who was also looking at him: "You raised a dragon in this room?"

“Items are bought at staggered intervals, and windows are closed at night.”

Although the topic seemed unrelated, Sakurai Kogure knew that she was asking how did you find out.

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"One of the reasons is that you are not familiar with Japanese habits and act too cautiously, so you bought a lot of sugar to cover up and insisted on cooking. It may be because the food during this period is always sweet, even though I am Japanese, I am not used to it, so I feel more uncomfortable."

"I understand. I will improve."

Sakurai Kogure did not question in a confrontational manner, but instead patiently explained the reasons for his suspicion.

It's just that her room was very close to the girl's room, and she smelled a burnt odor even with the doors and windows closed, which was one of the reasons why she was able to discover it.

Sugar is one of the materials used to make conventional explosives. It can be turned into gunpowder after a series of simple chemical reactions. Thermometers and tin foil provide mercury and aluminum, respectively. These are common items in daily life, and buying them will not arouse suspicion.

Perhaps because more mercury was needed, the thermometers the girl bought were not of the same brand. It looked like she was comparing the temperature measurement effects of different brands, but it was still very conspicuous in the eyes of those who paid close attention.

After these were pointed out, the girl had no intention of hiding anything and displayed her recent results without any concealment.

The result is naturally the ribbon that looks like a bellyband, or a belt.

Sakurai Kogure was curious about what she was going to do.

The girl seemed to have seen through her thoughts, so she also looked at the belt and said without tone:
"I have isolated it, so it will be fine as long as it doesn't get wet."

"Like this……"

Aluminum reacts with water to produce a thermite reaction, which generates high heat that ignites the explosives made of sugar and vaporizes the mercury - this is probably the explosion principle of this belt.

It seems safe and simple, but in fact the conditions are very harsh. After all, it has been raining in Neon for half a month, and the air is filled with moisture.

"Is this for me?"

Sakurai Kogure smiled faintly and thought to herself: If the other party is worried about her, there is no need to do this. She can just say it directly, and Sakurai Kogure will not refuse for the sake of the mission.

However, after meeting the girl's eyes that were calm to death, Sakurai Kogure realized that he might be wrong.

"To myself."

"For yourself?"

The unexpected answer made Sakurai Kogure's smile disappear, and he frowned unconsciously. Although he didn't miss it, he still asked again in disbelief.

Soon, Sakurai Kogure thought of something again.

Sakurai Kogure looked at the girl's belly in disbelief, and the girl's expression of not denying it and even being unmoved confirmed her guess.

"Are you a ghost too?"

Sakurai Kogure was a demon who was judged to have "red dangerous bloodline" since birth. Her family and parents abandoned her on the day she was born and sent her to a monastery that specializes in taking care of "unstable members". Because of the high concentration of bloodline, she is at risk of losing control and becoming a deadpool at any time. If she hadn't met that adult, she would probably have spent her whole life in that small yard.

Such a dangerous person naturally would not have the option of getting married and having children.

The bloodline is already dangerous, and the chance of giving birth to dangerous bloodline is also higher than the normal rate.

Human children are humans, dragon children are dragons, and mixed-race children are somewhere in between. The better the bloodlines of the two parents, the higher the possibility that the child will have excellent bloodlines. However, there is an even higher possibility of crossing the bloodline boundary and giving birth to a reptile that is born on the side of dragons.

Even in Kassel Academy, if a member of the secret party whose bloodline is above level A wants to get married, he must obtain approval from within the secret party.

Even the best of them had to be produced in basements filled with explosives.

This is to prevent the baby in the mother's belly from being a chubby baby instead of a dragon with sharp claws and fangs, and to eliminate the danger as soon as possible.

Sakurai Kogure was surprised and thought of something, and asked:

"This is not right. Mr. Utsunomiya should be a human without bloodline. Even if your bloodline is the highest S-level, your child's highest bloodline will at most be S-level, and it is impossible for it to surpass you as a mother..." When Sakurai Kogure said this, an absurd idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and he covered his mouth in surprise.

But his eyes were honest and stared at the girl's belly.

Various expressions of horror, disbelief, and "You are such a woman" appeared on his face uncontrollably.

On the contrary, the girl didn't seem to notice anything at all, and just stared at her coldly. This made Sakurai Kogure feel a little ridiculous for his own meanness, and also a little ashamed.

"Sorry." Sakurai Kogure bowed and apologized for the third time.

The girl didn't care about anything with her. Perhaps in her heart, she didn't care at all about how Sakurai Kogure maliciously speculated about her. Neither the question "Is this someone else's child?" nor the act of apology could cause even the slightest ripple in the girl's calm eyes.

Sakurai Kogure even suspected that the girl had no emotions at all.

It's like an ice sculpture.

"I'm very sorry. If you feel offended, you can kill me after this incident, but please tell me the reason now. The mission of that adult is for me to protect you, and I can sacrifice my life for it."

"Does it also include the information here?"

Hearing this, Sakurai Kogure instantly realized that his previous cell phone call in the bathroom had been discovered.

My heart skipped a beat and I couldn't help but feel worried.

She was not worried about whether she would be killed because of this, but she was worried that she would not be able to make the other party trust her, which would result in her not being able to complete the task that the adult had asked her to do.

Even so, Sakurai Kogure had no choice but to respond with a wry smile, then slowly bent his knees and knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and prepared to formally apologize in the form of a dogeza.

It was her betrayal that came first. If it could be redeemed by just stepping down, even if Sakurai Kogure felt humiliated, she would be grateful for the other party's tolerance.

But just as she sat down on her knees, the girl's cold voice interrupted her.

(End of this chapter)