Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 262 S-Rank Executor, Conditions for Support
As part of the "Shizuoka-Hamamatsu Metropolitan Area," one of Japan's major metropolitan areas, Shizuoka has recently witnessed enough of the jokes that Osaka and Tokyo have made.

While the city government and Metropolitan Police Department officials outwardly expressed their gratitude to the sister city for its assistance, they privately maintained a high level of concern for public security, increasing patrols and security checks by two levels.

After several days of peace, just as their hearts were beginning to settle, someone defecated on their heads.

After nightfall, someone set off fireworks in Sagami Bay for a full ten minutes. By the time the Atami police arrived at the scene, the person had already disappeared.

It was peak tourist season, and since no harm was caused, we can't blame them.

But damn it, it's going too far to bomb Izu Mountain in the middle of the night, especially since they also bombed the most influential temple in Izu, the Koya Kannon Temple.

This isn't just defecating on the head of the Atami Municipal Government; it's practically tearing off their face and stuffing it into a septic tank—their face and their inside and out are both disgusting!

Although the Xingya Kannon Temple is not as prestigious as the Yasukuni Shrine in Tokyo, such a massive bombing, which sent people, ashes, and the building flying into the air, is a major case that could cause a national sensation.

The higher-ups can already imagine how the rabbits and Koreans across the sea will mock them after the news gets out.

Hey, Japanese guy, I heard that a slightly chubby boy fell from the sky in Atami last night, is that true?
The principle of "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold" is well understood. After receiving the news, the Tokyo Metropolitan Government immediately strengthened the security of the toilets, fearing that the excrement they were so eager to guard might be blown up by firecrackers.

Fortunately, only Izu Mountain was blasted bare last night; nothing happened elsewhere. Only the injured Atami City was included in the "World - One-Day Limited Edition".

……

It was another morning when Lu Mingfei felt something pressing on his chest, heavy and soft.

Opening her eyes, she subconsciously glanced to the side and found Erii still lying in bed, holding her own hands to her face, her soft breaths hitting her palms.

My hands are itchy and my heart is itchy too.

After blowing up the Onizuka last night, Erii indeed stopped having nightmares and became much braver watching horror movies. She endured until about two-thirds of the way through, around the climax of the film, before finally snuggling into her own arms.

Recalling the girl's clumsy yet playful demeanor from last night, and then looking at her sweet sleeping face now, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but smile.

We met too late in our past life, so in this life, we must make up for it.

"Snapped--"

A fluffy tail patted his belly, drawing Lu Mingfei's attention back from the future.

"What's wrong, Takanashi?"

He looked down at the chubby little cat perched on his chest, asking a question while casually picking up the idiot Tokimori next to him who was using his fingernails as a chew toy and tossing him aside.

Meow—~

The little bird stared intently at Lu Mingfei, its tail swishing behind it. After meowing a few times, it began rubbing its big head against Lu Mingfei's neck, making a purring sound.

Lu Mingfei was a little confused, but soon, the cat that had been left aside came running back, wanting to continue looking for its chew toy. It was swatted over by Takanashi's tail and got up, then started tilting its head back and swaying its head like its sister, making it clear what the two silly cats were up to.

"Missing Aze, huh? Wait here." He sat up, carefully pulled his hand out of Erii's grasp, and walked out the door with the two heavy cats in his arms. He sat on the porch and gazed at the boundless sea in the distance.

The two mixed-breed cats behaved quite human-like in front of him; after being put down, they quietly sat on his lap and watched his performance.

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes slightly, recalling the feeling of meeting Aze in the past. Some fragments that did not belong to him, nor to "himself", floated into his mind.

Amidst the freezing snow, the noise of propellers, a deafening explosion, a girl's weeping, and a small, frail figure lying in the snow and blood...

As his perspective gradually overlapped with that of the boy lying in a pool of blood, a voice sounded beside him:
"Brother, what do you want?"

I opened my eyes and found someone had appeared on my right.

He was still wearing a low-key yet luxurious black evening gown, his short black hair was styled with about two pounds of hairspray, his delicate face was both handsome and beautiful, and his eyes always had a faint golden hue.

Well, just like in her past life, she's vain. She likes to dress herself and Renata up nicely, then take her out shopping and enjoy the envious and jealous looks from others.

Before Lu Mingfei could speak, the two chubby little cats that were quietly squatting on his lap suddenly sprang into action and charged straight at his smirking little brother.

As the little bird swam in the air, it didn't forget to kick away the cat that was trying to compete for its attention.

Lu Mingze chuckled as he caught the darting bird, but his slender arm noticeably slumped downwards, and a hint of helplessness and melancholy crept into his smile.
"Takanashi, how did you get so fat? I remember you as a noble and mysterious Siamese cat, not an orange cat that gains weight even from drinking water!"

"Meow?" Takanashi tilted her head and acted cute, licking his hand with her tongue. Her eyes were clear and silly, as if to say that she was just a cute little kitten who knew nothing.

On the other side, the neglected dog, Tu Shou, was meowing anxiously and kept pawing at Lu Mingze's trousers with its paws. So he reached out and picked it up, smiling as he bent down to kiss its head.

"Maybe I should buy two pet treadmills so that Hiroshi Kimura can motivate you to run every day to lose weight."

"Looking at your chubby and sluggish appearance really makes me sad. Can't you learn some body management skills from Zero?"

Lu Mingfei, who was listening nearby, found it amusing: "Aren't you afraid that Ling will be angry if she finds out you compared her to a cat?"

“Don’t be afraid.” Lu Mingze looked up, his eyes full of certainty: “She won’t.”

"Tsk, what a little devil." Lu Mingfei didn't say anything, just ruffled the heads of the two silly cats before getting up and going back to his room.

"Spend quality time with them, and also spend more time with Zero; she's very lonely."

Lu Mingze kept teasing the cat, his eyes following his brother's departing figure, his voice affected and somewhat pretentious: "I'm lonely too, brother."

Lu Mingfei glanced back at him and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms: "Just you wait!"

After he finished speaking, the sliding door closed again.

Outside the door, Lu Mingze, who had been forcibly summoned, held up two cats with a smile on his lips.

Inside the door, Lu Mingfei's previously gentle expression instantly darkened, and golden flames began to spread in his eyes.

……

After breakfast, Lu Mingfei took Erii back to Tokyo.

Kimura Hiroshi led the servants in a procession to see them off. Lu Mingfei nodded to them, stepped on the gas, and drove down the mountain road amidst the roar of the engine.

Erii sat in the passenger seat, looking unhappy despite having eaten and drunk her fill.

She was unable to say goodbye to Dekomori and Takanashi.

Those two little brats disappeared after Lu Mingfei woke her up.

"Check the rearview mirror."

Lu Mingfei noticed that she seemed a little down and gently reminded her.

Erii looked at the left rearview mirror upon hearing this and saw two chubby Siamese cats peeking out from the roof of the Black Stone Mansion, looking this way. One of them was even waving, as if saying goodbye to them.

Seeing this, Erii's mood improved again, and she stretched her hand out the window and waved.

The view Lu Mingfei saw in the other rearview mirror was not exactly the same as Erii's.

Dekomori and Takanashi were still on the roof, but besides them, there was a boy in a black tuxedo sitting on the rooftop, gently waving Takanashi's paw. Behind him, a wisp of hazy black smoke, almost invisible to the naked eye, floated silently in the air. A stunningly beautiful female ninja stood with her arms crossed, her gaze sometimes falling on the car, sometimes on the boy in front of her.

The distance was too great for Lu Mingfei to see clearly whether the figure in the beautiful female ninja's eyes was the same as what he saw.

……

Tokyo.

The forces of the Snake Clan have already begun a large-scale relocation towards the Japan Trench.

Tomorrow is the burial ceremony, and we can't afford to be careless.

Inside the Iron Dome Temple, which connects to the sea, one "fishing boat" after another sails out of the dock and drifts along the river.

These are the Kansai branch members responsible for guarding the area around the mission's sea surface.

The Kanto branch, responsible for fighting on the front lines, had already set off yesterday to familiarize themselves with the combat environment, leaving only the minister, group leaders, and some members behind in Kanto.

Yuan Zhisheng was in the executive director's office looking at the operational plan of the fourth group of Fengshan Mountain Forest, searching for possible loopholes and shortcomings.

But the more I look at this thing, the less confident I feel.

After all, the opponent is the White King, a god of Japanese mixed blood. No matter how meticulous the plan is, there will always be unexpected events.

The Snake Clan has already taken all the weapons they can use to the Japan Trench, and the crazy guys in the equipment department of Kassel College have also provided the latest weapons of mass destruction.

For this mission, the two sides have cooperated so thoroughly for the first time in more than half a century.

News came from Angers that they had found a kind-hearted person willing to dive.

The opportunity to eliminate the leader of the Peruvian Party and the heir of the Gattuso family is just around the corner. If someone tampers with the submersible recovery equipment tomorrow, they will be gone forever in the deep sea, eight thousand meters below.

Therefore, to prevent any accidents, he will stay near the winch the entire time tomorrow.

It remains to be seen whether Angers will be able to assemble a three-person diving team before dawn.

But he soon realized that his worries were somewhat unnecessary.

At Narita Airport, a tall, handsome man stepped off the plane.

He was dressed in a clean white shirt and jeans, with a slightly retro style, but his good physique and handsome looks were undeniable. Especially since he was traveling alone on an international flight with only a bag on his back, he looked like a rich second-generation heir on vacation.

After once again declining an invitation from a beautiful woman, Cheng Shuangfan left the immigration hall, her gaze falling on a Maserati outside the airport.

The black car window rolled down, revealing a face with white hair and beard, yet still handsome and roguish.

"Principal, it's been a long time." Cheng Shuangfan greeted him with a smile.

“Long time no see, Shuangfan,” Angers replied with a smile, gesturing for him to get into the car.

"I am truly flattered that you came to pick me up in person."

After getting into the car and fastening his seatbelt, a complex smile appeared on Cheng Shuangfan's handsome face.

"There's no other way. With so many people in the Execution Department, you're the only S-rank available who's free to step in and willing to help."

Angers' voice sounded nonchalant, as if he were turning a blind eye to the other branches' double-dealing.

However, the reality is not like that. S-level executives at Kassel College are very busy, often working non-stop. Only those who get promoted by boosting their performance and connections are not expected to bear such high hopes and heavy responsibilities.

Cheng Shuangfan is a true powerhouse, someone Angers has watched grow up, so he naturally believes that Cheng can be of great help in the diving mission.

"No, I was just trying to prevent my hometown from being caught in the crossfire."

Cheng Shuangfan smiled politely. How could he possibly go through all that trouble to do such a dangerous mission for the sake of the Japanese?

It's all because the resurgence of the White King would genuinely impact his own country.

Moreover, the principal agreed to his conditions and promised to tell him the truth about the person's disappearance after the mission was completed.

but……

You stupid Japanese branch, you stupid Snake-Headed Eight Families, and that culprit who caused the White King's revival, you stupid Tachibana Masamune, damn your horses, and your ancestors for eighteen generations.

After mentally reviewing the genealogy of the Snake Clan, Cheng Shuangfan continued her conversation with Angers, still smiling.

"I heard that the China branch plans to assign you to the East China branch. Which area will you be responsible for?"

Cheng Shuangfan is a veteran executive officer who has been on hundreds of missions, big and small. There is no need for Angers to say more. It is not too late to discuss the mission details when we arrive at the Rock Flow Research Institute.

“Fujian Province,” Cheng Shuangfan said, referring to a place name that frequently appears on the dining tables of people from Guangdong.

“A good place.” A strange light flashed in Angers’ eyes, clearly this result was somewhat unexpected.

Kassel College’s control over its branches around the world has been decreasing year by year. The branches of the Board of Trustees and the Secret Party Elders’ Association are basically dominated by them. The Japanese branch is particularly notorious for its rebelliousness and is currently in a state of Schrödinger’s cat-like departure.

The Chinese branch is relatively cooperative with the headquarters. Although it can only do so much due to the suppression from the local mixed-race families, the Kassel College headquarters will not interfere in internal management matters such as personnel scheduling.

Otherwise, these mixed-race people, who have been despised and looked down upon by mixed-race families for years, would really flip the table in a heartbeat, shouting "Damn it!" and turn to the arms of the mixed-race families.

The Japanese branch is a place that the Secret Service can afford to mess with; even a spineless dog dares to bark and howl. Angers could just slap them and they'd be quiet.

However, the Chinese branch is not one that the Peruvian Party can easily mess with. If Kassel College wants to carry out its work in China, it will have to rely on the joint efforts of the Chen family and the Chinese branch.

"The academy's attention has been focused on Sichuan lately. Is there anything unusual in Fujian province?"

"I haven't officially taken office yet, and I haven't had time to hand over my work. I've only heard that there are suspected pure-blooded dragons lurking in the coastal area, and they've even disguised themselves as humans."

Cheng Shuangfan shared some information he knew. He was a hunter for the Secret Service and had no intention of changing positions after being transferred to the East China branch. He planned to return to China to form a new hunting team and hunt pure-blooded dragons domestically once things were settled.

At the mention of pure-blooded dragons, Angers' eyes lit up with interest: "Which generation?"

"It's hard to judge. Judging from its behavior, it's very weak." Cheng Shuangfan is an old hunter. Based on the data, he can determine that the target hidden in the crowd is actually a weakling.

It's probably someone with extremely poor bloodline.

Before flying to Japan, he instructed the Fujian Provincial Executive Bureau to keep a close eye on it and prepare to include it as the first hunting target after the hunting group was established.

"By the way, Principal, who else is on this diving mission besides me?"

“Me, and student council president César Gattuso.”

"Oh ah?"

(End of this chapter)