Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 259: Only the principal is allowed to gossip, students are not allowed to participate.

Although they weren't open for business last night, the hosts in Takamagahara didn't get to rest early either, as they helped clean up the damaged private rooms.

Therefore, when the humpback whale was full of energy and ready to set off for a meeting at the Tokyo Men's Service Industry Association office the next morning, there were very few sober people in the nightclub.

The bodyguard pushed open the door, and before he could even escort his boss to the car, he saw a black Maserati slowly pull up in front of the door, right where the Aston Martin had been vandalized the night before.

With a slight lift of his eyes behind his humpback whale sunglasses, he could naturally tell that this flashy black supercar was no ordinary vehicle; it was definitely a well-modified gem.

He thought that the person driving such a flashy car to the male escort nightclub would be a rebellious rich young lady or a wealthy and powerful older woman, but to his surprise, a handsome old man in a bespoke suit stepped out of the car.

Angers was still dressed in a flamboyant white suit, with a bouquet of roses tucked into his lap. His hair and beard were perfectly styled, and his silver-gray eyes behind his frameless glasses exuded a calm and collected demeanor.

There was no arrogance from someone who had long held a high position, nor the decadence from frequenting brothels; only a calm and composed demeanor, as if everything was under control.

The moment he appeared, the humpback whale knew that this old man was definitely more important than the car.

I recognized him by his eyes; he's someone I can't afford to offend.

He raised his hand to stop the bodyguard from approaching, and took the initiative to step forward and greet him:
"Hello sir, I am Humpback Whale, the owner of Takamagahara. May I ask what brings you to my shop?"

Angers' gaze lingered on the burly, bald man for a second, then he looked up at the closed window on the fourth floor and said with a smile:

“My name is Angers, and I’m here to find my student.”

The humpback whale was slightly surprised upon hearing this: "We are a legitimate establishment. We do not serve underage customers, nor do we employ underage staff."

As a mere tool, he knew very little. He only knew that Lu Mingfei and his friends were young masters and ladies from wealthy families who came to experience life, and that they were involved in organized crime.

So even though they look very young, they don't have the innocence and naiveté that students should have, making it impossible to determine their identities.

However, there are two foreigners, Caesar and Fingel, so maybe this handsome foreign man is here to see them.

But the new boss said that he couldn't reveal anything related to them to anyone, so at this point he could only pretend not to know.

Angers looked at the humpback whale and several blue-clad bodyguards blocking his way, but he wasn't annoyed; he just watched him with interest.
“My students are all adults and foreigners who don’t know a thing or two about Japanese. Mr. Humpback Whale should remember them well.”

I remember, of course I remember.

One cleaved Xia Yuejian in two with a knife, while the other descended from the sky wielding two guns. Who wouldn't be impressed by such an encounter?

If it weren't inconvenient to disclose, he would want Angers to settle the repair costs right now.

"I'm sorry, we don't have the person you're looking for here. Please leave." The humpback whale bowed slightly and gestured for him to leave.

Last night he gave his men a strict order: no one was allowed to say that there were any new faces in the shop, and no one had been hired in Takamagahara except for Sakurai Akira.

Unless this elderly foreign gentleman can identify everyone who previously patronized Takamagahara, it will be very difficult...

Angers wasn't sure if Caesar and Chu Zihang were actually there. After failing to find out, he resorted to saying that he was asked to come and check on Ryoma Xun, who had been attacked the night before.

As if to verify that his words were true, a series of crisp footsteps soon came from behind him.

Ryoma Kaoru, who had just spent some time putting on makeup, walked out of the gates of Takamagahara and respectfully bowed to Angers:

"Principal Angers, your presence is an honor to welcome you."

Although she never attended the Kassel College, her uncle was a student in Angers, which makes her two generations younger.

Moreover, putting aside his age and seniority, Angers' impressive resume alone is enough to earn him the respect of all mixed-race people in the world.

You may disrespect him as a person, but you cannot disrespect his knife.

Ryoma Xun played games with Lao Tang all night yesterday. In the end, he couldn't beat him and got angry, so he wanted to develop a real-life offline PK. But before the physical contact could escalate into a life-threatening incident, the three members of Kassel College came down to talk to him. After that, he disappeared and hasn't been seen since.

After she woke up, she received a call from her uncle, Ryoma Genichiro, and a message from Genjiro, saying that Angers would be coming to visit today and that she should follow the procedure to deceive him.

The way she said that put her under so much pressure.

Although Ryoma Kaoru has taken over family affairs in the United States and has a certain reputation in the North American mixed-race circle, he is still too inexperienced compared to the veteran leader Angers, whose name is like a Claymore mine.

Letting a girl in her early twenties fool a monster over a hundred years old—doesn't the family's conscience hurt?!
After a brief self-introduction, Ryoma Kaoru led Angers into Takamagahara and headed to the third-floor reception room.

The humpback whale watched the old man and the young man disappear, scratched its shiny bald head, and, adhering to the principle of "the more you do, the more mistakes you make; the less you do, the fewer mistakes you make," beckoned its bodyguards to go out and scatter coins.

The broken pieces of doors and walls that Old Tang had smashed open in the corridor on the third floor had been cleaned up. Longma Xun opened the door to the Winter Snow Room and invited Angers to sit down.

Inside the room, Sakura had already brewed tea. When Angers entered, she stood up and bowed respectfully.

In Genjiro's plan, she was the main person in charge of guarding Genjiro, while Ryoma Kaoru was the second-in-command who assisted from the side.

Angers sat down, sipping tea and chatting with two pretty girls. Although it was more interesting than arguing with those scoundrels on the board of directors, he only scratched the surface.

After a pot of tea, he got straight to the point:

"Last night, Chu Zihang appeared in Takamagahara and captured Fujiwara Shinnosuke. Is he still here?"

This means that Chu Zihang was lying in wait here last night, hoping that Ryoma Kaoru and Yabuki Sakura would cooperate.

However, Sakura and Ryoma Kaoru both claimed to be unaware of this. Takamagahara was kept very secret, and no one knew that it was actually the secret stronghold of the Snake-Headed Eight Families.

Last night, they had no idea how Fujiwara Shinnosuke knew that Minamoto no Chino was here, nor did they know when Chu Zihang had been lying in ambush nearby.

They said that last night they were guarding the prisoners as usual when suddenly gunshots rang out outside, and then Chu Zihang suddenly appeared, putting righteousness before family and eliminating his own.

Angers was unaware of the details of last night's battle, and the chances of Fujiwara Shinnosuke, who was already on the layoff list, waking up were slim. The only way to find out the truth was to find the three aces.

But they are deliberately avoiding each other now.

Helpless, he could only ask to see Genjiro in person so he could ask her about the secrets of the Oni Clan and the King.

Since Yuan Zhisheng agreed to this, there's nothing wrong with it.

Sakura took two steps forward and opened the sliding door on the other side of the Winter Snow Room. Inside the newly renovated Spring Cherry Blossom Room, a sickly but beautiful young man dressed in a black and red kimono sat upright beside the tea table. His shoulder-length hair was loose, and he held a cup of hot tea, quietly gazing at the black and white chess pieces on the table, completely unaware of the commotion outside.

Angers observed the young man quietly from a distance of five meters. The boy wore a black kimono embroidered with red spider lilies. His demeanor was aloof and delicate, yet possessed a captivating allure. At first glance, it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female, like a courtesan (equivalent to a Japanese courtesan) who had suddenly appeared in a host club. Opposite him sat an enforcer wearing a hat pulled low, his eyes and brows hidden behind sunglasses. His right hand covered his mouth, his thumb resting on his chin, and his index finger on the bridge of his nose, his expression thoughtful.

Clearly, the two were engaged in a tense and exciting game of chess, with no time to spare for anything else.

It appears harmonious.

However, this is clearly different from the situation described by the Snake-Headed Eight Families.

Wasn't it said that Genji was already tortured to the point of collapse and mental instability?

Where are the signs of torture?
It's only been half a century since we last met. Could it be that the punishments of the Snake Clan have shifted from physical torture to psychological attacks?
Sakura noticed his confusion and explained, "Yuan Zhinü has been subjected to the King's mental hypnosis for many years. We injected him with a large amount of sedatives, and his condition is relatively stable now."

Longma Xun nodded slightly: "The young master personally implanted a miniature bomb in his neck. If he regains his mobility and tries to resist or escape, it will detonate immediately."

As for how to detonate it and how to determine the outcome, there's no need to go into that.

Angers didn't bother with such trivial details, but simply looked curiously at the uniquely styled young man.

Although I've never met him, judging from the fact that he can stand alone with the top general of the Fierce Ghosts, he must be an extraordinary person.

"This is a bodyguard and guard arranged by the family, responsible for protecting our safety." Ryoma Kaoru didn't give much introduction, only saying that if Angers wanted to communicate with Genjiro, she had to be present.

Seeing the two women enjoying tea and playing chess, Angers didn't rush to disturb them. He simply sat with the two women in their original seats and quietly waited for them to finish their game.

Old Tang looked at the five white stones that had formed an X, holding a black stone in his hand and examining them from left to right, but he couldn't find a way to stop the connection between the five stones of Genji.

After pondering for a long time, he sighed, put the black pieces back in the chess box, and bowed, acknowledging his defeat.

"お前の胜ちだ (You win)."

This is a phrase that Yuan Zhinv just taught me. I practiced it for several minutes before I finally managed to pronounce it perfectly without any flaws.

Yuan Zhinu nodded calmly, took a sip of her hot tea, then turned her gaze towards them, her voice indifferent, giving off an air of unapproachability.

"Is something wrong?"

Angers nodded slightly: "I have some questions for you."

"Speak," said Yuan Zhinu, sparing with her words.

At this moment, he had already re-entered the role, transforming himself back into the Dragon King, who was second only to the Ghost King among the entire gang. Even though the old man in front of him was the man in the world who was most irritated by the word "Dragon King," he still managed to hold his own.

"Can you tell me why you killed Tachibana Masamune?" Besides looking for Chu Zihang and the others, Angers had another purpose in coming here: to find out what exactly happened between the two brothers and why things had come to this.

Only by figuring out this matter can we get that old bastard lurking somewhere outside to wholeheartedly help us slay the god.

Upon hearing this answer, Yuan Zhinü's face showed a mocking expression: "Because he deserves to die."

His tone was not harsh at all, as if he couldn't be bothered to argue with a dead person.

Ryoma Kaoru, who was standing to the side, was somewhat displeased upon hearing this, but refrained from doing so because Angers was present.

Sakura, on the other hand, remained calm throughout, her face showing no emotion.

Angers kept a close eye on the changes in everyone's expressions and made his own judgment.

"To elaborate, the Snake Clan, under the leadership of Tachibana Masamune, put considerable pressure on the Secret Party."

I want to know, what did he deserve to die for?

Previously, Yabuki Sakura said that Uesugi Koshi's youngest son had been subjected to the king's mental hypnosis for a long time, but the spirit of the White King's bloodline was extremely strong. Hypnosis alone could not cause Genji to completely fall into depravity; it could only play a guiding role.

There must be some unknown secrets hidden here.

Yuan Zhinv hadn't expected that Angers would come here not to ask about the Ghost Clan's conspiracy to resurrect the White King, but instead to care about the brothers' family matters, which was somewhat irresponsible.

So he picked and chose what to say, revealing the parts that Angers hadn't heard in the recording of Tachibana Masamune's dying words.

The more Angers listened, the more somber his expression became.

Above him was the fourth floor of Takamagahara.

The three heads—gold, silver, and black—were huddled together, observing everything happening below through the surveillance camera.

"What's wrong with the principal? He just asked a perfunctory question and then ignored us?" Fingel complained, standing up for himself and his two junior classmates.

It's one thing for old man Angers to ignore him, but how could he forget about the two pillars of the dragon-slaying army?

If you enjoy gossiping about other people's private affairs so much, why did I get a severe warning when I tried to dig into the love-hate relationships between teachers and students at school to earn some money to pay off my credit card debt?
Are you saying that officials are allowed to gossip while ordinary people aren't?
Sooner or later they'll dig up dirt on you and sell it to Henkel!

Chu Zihang and Caesar didn't mind Fingel's interruption, but they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Zihang has decided to retrace his steps with Lu Mingfei. He definitely cannot have much contact with Kassel College in the short term, and even his ability to continue his studies is in question.

After all, if he were to follow the Secret Service's long and tedious rules, he would face severe punishment.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I can find that man, it's all worth it.

Angers' current need for him is not so urgent, which has slightly lessened his guilt about not being able to lead the charge to slay the dragon.

There's no way around it; that's just how it is when you have high moral character.

If he could learn even a bit of the morally bankrupt spirit of Fingel, he might have an easier life.

Caesar would breathe a sigh of relief, as he would finally have the opportunity to join the fun in the deep sea.

He must seize this opportunity to quietly amaze the world.

In a few months it will be Nono's birthday. The gift he prepared this year is a bit un-Caesar-like, so he wants to add some real-life examples to it. When he gives the gift to her, he can say that the whole story is adapted from reality - any resemblance is purely coincidental.

Meanwhile, outside Takamagahara, the ramen chef who had rushed over after receiving the news looked at the luxurious mansion and silently prayed that Angers would bring him good news.

(End of this chapter)