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Chapter 142 Showdown
Genji took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the strange emotions surging in his heart.

The cold air filled his lungs, instantly calming him down considerably.

Those who can enter the lowest level of Genji Heavy Industries are by no means ordinary people.

This place is the core forbidden zone of the family. Without the father's permission, even the heads of the eight families cannot set foot here at will.

The spotless white lab coat and the elegant glasses perched on his nose clearly indicated that he was a researcher.

A name flashed through Yuan Zhisheng's mind.

He remembered his father mentioning that the entire medical team had been replaced for Erii's treatment, and the leader was a rising star within the family, the director of the Ganryu Research Institute—Miyamoto Shigeru.

Rumor has it that Director Miyamoto's bloodline rating is not high, but he is an absolute genius in the fields of alchemical engineering and biological research.

Many of the cutting-edge equipment used by the executive department were made by him and his team, and were highly praised by their arrogant seniors.

So... this is just a normal interaction between doctors and patients.

Yuan Zhisheng said to himself, his tense jawline softening slightly.

However, the next second, a burst of light appeared on the screen, and the pixelated figure "Ryu" delivered a powerful and unparalleled rising dragon punch. With the exhilarating sound effect of "Shoryuken," Chun-Li was launched into the air, and the battle was over.

Erii lost.

She put down the controller and, instead of starting the next game with her usual expressionless face, slightly puffed out her cheeks. Her beautiful wine-red eyes, filled with a hint of resentment, gave Miyamoto Shigeru a reproachful glance.

Her expression clearly showed that she was complaining about why he didn't give in to her a little.

That glance, like an invisible needle, precisely pierced the softest and most sensitive spot in Genji's heart.

He froze in place for a moment.

Anyone who sees this scene would think it's a younger sister being affectionate with her older brother.

An indescribable bitterness welled up from the bottom of his heart and quickly spread to every part of his body. He felt just like the victim in those tragic stories who watched helplessly as their treasures were taken away.

"Cough cough~"

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath to calm himself down, then coughed heavily twice, breaking the harmonious atmosphere in the room that belonged only to the two of them.

The crisp sound indeed caught the attention of Shigeru Miyamoto and Erii.

Erii saw him and a small hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, while Miyamoto Shigeru calmly turned his head away.

"Hello, I am Yuan Zhisheng,"

Genji stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Miyamoto Shigeru. His voice was steady, yet he emphasized a particular word with unmistakable force.

"He is Erii's 'older brother'."

"Miyamoto Shigeru".

A perfectly timed smile appeared on Miyamoto Shigeru's face as he calmly stood up and extended his hand to the future patriarch.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, young master."

With their hands clasped together, Genji could feel the warmth and dryness of the other's palms; they were purely the hands of a researcher.

But he did not lower his guard; instead, he stared intently at Miyamoto Shigeru, his tone carrying an undisguised challenge:

"It seems you are quite skilled in Street Fighter. Would you be willing to have a friendly match with me?"

"can."

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Shigeru couldn't help but chuckle.

This young master seems to be even more childlike than the rumors suggest.

He readily gave up his seat.

Genjiro sat down next to Erii without any hesitation and picked up the controller.

Erii's eyes lit up when she saw this, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the two men.

The game restarted, and Shigeru Miyamoto once again chose the basic and solid character "Ryu".

As if to vent some kind of emotion, Genjiro unhesitatingly chose Akuma, Ryu's nemesis and the embodiment of murderous intent.

The moment the battle began, Genjiro's expression became extremely solemn, and the chilling aura around him seemed to solidify into a tangible form.

As the strongest hybrid emperor, his reaction speed and dynamic vision far surpass those of ordinary people, which translates into unparalleled operational precision in the game.

However, the true core of fighting games lies in "positioning." It is all the strategic maneuvering surrounding movement, control, and suppression that takes place before either side can engage in effective offense and defense.

The purpose is to create a favorable situation for oneself and lure the opponent into an unfavorable one.

This is not only a contest of skills, but also a psychological war.

Shigeru Miyamoto did this almost perfectly.

He accurately grasped Genjiro's eagerness to win and his anxiety about proving something, abandoning the initiative to attack and instead adopting a watertight defensive counter-attack tactic.

Despite the relentless onslaught of Genjiro's Akuma, Ryu, whom he controlled, stood firm like a rock, always able to defuse crises with the simplest moves and launch precise counterattacks at the most crucial moments.

On the screen, Akuma's health bar was being steadily eroded through seemingly insignificant exchanges.

Finally, during one of Genjiro's hasty leaping attacks, Shigeru Miyamoto's Ryu seized the opening and landed a Hadouken, ending the fight.

“LOSE”.

Genjiro stared at the glaring letters on the screen, remained silent for a moment, and finally calmly put down the controller, admitting his defeat.

This time, the restlessness and bitterness in his heart completely subsided, and he began to look at Miyamoto Shigeru with a new, scrutinizing gaze.

"What just happened is actually part of the treatment."

Shigeru Miyamoto adjusted his glasses and explained.

These words piqued Genji's curiosity, as he had never heard of such a novel treatment method.

"Because the head of the family was worried about Erii's safety, he has always kept her in this safest place."

This certainly eliminated the dangers from the outside world, but it also completely isolated her from the real world.

Her knowledge comes almost entirely from animation and games…

Shigeru Miyamoto continued to explain.

"Is there... anything wrong with this?"

Genji was somewhat puzzled. Given Erii's unique physical condition, this seemed to be the only option.

"According to my research, the most critical factor affecting the stability of the dragon bloodline is 'spirit'."

“A stable mental state and a mature and complete understanding of the world will help to fundamentally improve Ms. Erii’s condition.”

I played games with her and interacted with her to guide her in developing more complex and authentic emotional responses, rather than simply shutting herself off.

Miyamoto Shigeru's tone became serious. He paused, then changed the subject, his voice softening.
"Of course, there is another very important reason... It would be a bit too cruel to keep a girl in the prime of her life locked up in such a magnificent cage forever."

"This……"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng's heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't help but feel that this guy named Miyamoto Shigeru seemed...too nice.

No wonder Dad entrusted Erii's medical care to this person; he is indeed much better than those guys who treat her as a patient and a weapon.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Shigeru Miyamoto tactfully took his leave, giving the long-separated brother and sister some alone time.

He took his private elevator, left Genji Heavy Industries, and returned to his apartment in Tokyo.

Although Genjiro's appearance was a small accident, the result was better than expected.

He must have made a pretty good first impression on the other person...

According to the content of the "original novel", it would not be difficult to win over this young master to his side.

So now, only the last card, which is also the most crucial one, remains.

Miyamoto Shigeru's thoughts raced as he picked up his phone and unlocked the screen.

The screen displays a street photo.

The focus of the photo is an unassuming ramen stall, with steam rising from the front, exuding a lively and down-to-earth atmosphere.

However, the man who was busy cooking ramen with his head down was by no means ordinary.

The previous emperor of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, the man who should have disappeared from history—Uesugi Kotsuki…

(End of this chapter)