Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

"Spended? How was it spent?"

Five hundred dollars, in 2006, could last for half a month if you ate McDonald's meals and KFC family buckets every day, as long as you didn't go to Michelin-starred restaurants like Aspasia.

Or does this little dragon girl really have a dragon's stomach that can swallow mountains and drink seas? But Lu Mingfei hadn't noticed it before. And why doesn't this little dragon girl grow taller despite eating so much? She can eat so much, yet the hills haven't turned into mountains.

"Okay, okay, I've already told you," Xia Mi muttered. "This afternoon after school, my cheerleading classmates asked me to go shopping at the nearby clothing market. I thought it wouldn't hurt to go shopping, so I went along. But when I came out, all my money was gone."

While there are indeed many pickpockets in the nearby clothing market, and students often find their phones or wallets missing after shopping there, Lu Mingfei doesn't believe any pickpocket could steal anything from this Dragon King, even if he's currently in a weakened state.

"So... that five hundred yuan is lost?" Lu Mingfei asked.

If it wasn't stolen by a pickpocket, then it could only have been dropped accidentally.

"I'm taking these to buy dresses." Xia Mi picked up several brand-new dresses from the sofa next to her, "and some cosplay outfits too."

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Damn it! I only planned to take a look, but I didn't expect to step into a trap as soon as I went in. It's even harder to escape than Newton's alchemical circle. I was trapped without even realizing it!" Little Dragon Girl gritted her teeth.

"Are you kidding me?!" Lu Mingfei bared his teeth fiercely.

"I'm a girl too! I have other needs besides eating, and I haven't bought a dress in a long time, so I can't help myself when I see pretty clothes."

Xia Mi suddenly raised her eyes, pouted, and said, "In the end, it's all your fault for giving me five hundred yuan yesterday. If I didn't have the money, none of this would have happened."

At first, Lu Mingfei thought he was raising a dragon king, but after getting to know him better, he felt that he was raising a little kitten who loved to be pampered and mischievous.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that Xia Mi wasn't even a cat anymore; she was practically his daughter. He not only had to take care of her food, shelter, and illness, but also buy her pretty dresses.

"I'll let it slide this time, but next time you plan to buy clothes, you have to tell me first." Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"Hehe, I knew you were a good person, senior brother!" Xia Mi smiled brightly.

Lu Mingfei rubbed his head, feeling a bit of a headache. He wondered where Xia Mi had gotten her income while living alone for so long. He felt that if he didn't start earning money soon, he would go bankrupt from supporting this little dragon girl.

The WCG competition is still a month away... I don't know if my savings will be enough to last.

Or maybe I should ask Liu Miaomiao and the expressionless senior brother for some more principal when the time comes...

However, thinking about the WCG competition, Lu Mingfei naturally thought of Su Xiaoqiang. The last time he participated in the WCG sports lottery, it was Xiaotiannv who went to Hong Kong to buy the tickets for him. But who could he turn to this time?

Lu Mingfei wasn't stupid; he could certainly sense that Xiao Tiannv had been deliberately avoiding him and Liu Miaomiao these past two days.

Although he and Liu Miaomiao had never publicly declared their relationship at school, the shrewd Xiaotian must have already figured it out, right?

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a twitching in his heart. He wasn't sure if it was pain, but he felt very irritable and annoyed.

He sighed, deciding to put the matter of the little fairy aside for the time being, and instead walked to one side of the sofa and sat down, asking Xia Mi as if to divert his attention.

"By the way, didn't you just say you also bought a cosplay outfit?"

“Yes.” Xia Mi nodded.

Which anime is it from?

"A new anime series that just started airing in April."

Xia Mi lowered her head, muttering to herself as she rummaged through a pile of little skirts.

Looking at the several dresses spread out on the sofa, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that buying so many dresses for five hundred yuan didn't seem expensive at all? This little dragon girl seems to be quite thrifty.

"The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, I wonder if you've read it, senior brother?"

As a seasoned otaku, Lu Mingfei had certainly seen the classic anime "The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya." He also vaguely remembered that when he first met Xia Mi in his previous life, he seemed to have seen Xia Mi's cosplay photos of Haruhi Suzumiya.

"I've seen it." Lu Mingfei nodded. "So you bought a Haruhi Suzumiya cosplay outfit?"

"No!...Wait, I found it!"

As Xia Mi spoke, she finally found the cosplay outfit among several dresses.

"I bought the cosplay outfit of Mikuru Asahina!"

"..."

"Senior brother, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"...Get out of here!"

……

Chapter 178 Preparations for the School Anniversary

While Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi were arguing on the sofa about whether or not to return the cosplay outfit, Chen Wenwen, who had just finished showering, had already stepped out of the bathtub wrapped in a towel, her hair tied up, and sat down at her desk humming a little tune.

She was clearly in a good mood tonight; it was her birthday, but the reason for her good mood wasn't entirely because of her birthday.

Regardless of the reason for her happiness, Chen Wenwen decided to take advantage of this joyful mood and finish writing today's chapter in one go.

She placed the strawberry Swiss roll, which she had just taken out of the refrigerator, in front of her, unwrapped it, and, with a small spoon in hand, scooped out a small spoonful while thinking about what she needed to write that day.

What should I write about today?

As the Swiss roll entered her mouth, its sweetness melted slightly on her tongue, and suddenly an idea struck her.

On her birthday, the female lead received a cake from the male lead.

It might seem a little cliché, but it's a classic scene from romance novels.

Chen Wenwen put down her spoon and gently tapped her fingers on the keyboard, thinking to herself that she couldn't misspell any names today.

……

I can't remember where I saw it, but it was probably on the bookshelf in the principal's office. Lu Mingfei once saw a quote from a mixed-race philosopher named Kierkegaard: "Anxiety is the dizziness caused by freedom."

Although Lu Mingfei didn't understand the philosophical meaning behind the sentence, he felt neither free nor anxious. He was busy and exhausted at school every day, but he also felt strangely dizzy.

After helping Chen Wenwen with the journal, he immediately went on to rehearse fencing with Chu Zihang.

Although the program was titled fencing, the actual content leaned more towards martial arts. Considering that while the fencing used in sports meets was high-class, it lacked visual appeal and couldn't effectively warm up the crowd, the two ultimately decided to use traditional Chinese single-handed swords for their martial arts performance.

Once all the preparations were complete, October 27th arrived before we knew it, and the school anniversary was just around the corner.

Several minor incidents occurred during this period.

For example, the Shilan Middle School basketball team, led by Chu Zihang, won the city championship and will participate in the provincial competition next month.

For example, Lu Mingfei temporarily postponed Chen Wenwen's dinner invitation, not for any other reason, but because he had been too busy lately.

For example, the Shilan Middle School forum announced a new ranking of school beauties. Su Xiaoqiang still holds the top spot without a doubt, but the second place is no longer the piano prodigy Liu Miaomiao, but the energetic cheerleader Xia Mi.

Moreover, Xia Mi received only a tiny fraction of the votes compared to Su Xiaoqiang; that slight difference was probably due to her less-than-ideal physique. Liu Miaomiao dropped to third place, and Chen Wenwen came in fourth.

For example, Natsumi eventually returned the Asahina Mikuru cosplay outfit and obediently changed into the Suzumiya Haruhi outfit.

It wasn't Lu Mingfei's opposition that had an effect, but rather that everyone in the anime club unanimously declared she wasn't qualified to cosplay Asahina. If it weren't for her energetic personality, they might have advised Xia Mi to cosplay Nagato Yuki instead.

"I hate girls with big breasts the most!" After her idea of ​​cosplaying Asahina was rejected, Xia Mi pouted and complained angrily, "I hate Liu Miaomiao too, I hate Su Xiaoqiang too, I hate Chen Wenwen too!"

Lu Mingfei could only pat Xia Mi's head to comfort her, thinking that it was good for her to use her strengths in the track, since flat chests are a rare attribute in the world of anime.

……

October 27th was a Friday, and it was also the day of the first rehearsal for the school anniversary celebration.

Although it is just the school's anniversary celebration, all teachers and students of Shilan Middle School regard it as a very important event, and rehearsals are held two or three days in advance for each anniversary celebration.

In addition, each class and club at Shilan Secondary School needs to make the most of these last few days and complete the scene setup according to their own plans.

The class activity for Lu Mingfei's class was selling cookies. All they needed to do was decorate the classroom to create a dessert shop atmosphere and provide a few baking uniforms for the students responsible for selling cookies.

Compared to Lu Mingfei's class, the neighboring Grade 11 (1) class went much further. The entire classroom was covered in wallpaper, directly replicating the style of maid cafes in Shibuya and Akihabara. Even the maid outfits were ordered from a cospa. All the girls in the class wore white silk suspender maid outfits, and some even had animal ear headdresses.

Even the senior students in the second and third years of high school had heard of the fame of Class 1 of Grade 1 and came to watch. They couldn't help but admire that the younger generation was truly surpassing the older generation. When it comes to having fun, these junior students born in the 90s really know how to have fun.

Lu Mingfei was quite surprised to hear that the class next door had actually decorated their space into a maid café. Although he didn't know how they had convinced their homeroom teacher, Lu Mingfei was still very curious and mingled in the crowd to watch.

He just didn't expect that he would be spotted by the sharp-eyed Lin Huihui as soon as he squeezed to the door.

"Squad leader, what are you doing standing at the door? Come in and take a look," Lin Huihui greeted.

"Doesn't the sign at the entrance say 'Not open for business yet, no guests allowed'?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Guests aren't allowed in, but you're not a guest, class monitor."

Lin Huihui blinked, then grabbed Lu Mingfei's sleeve in a very generous manner and pulled him into the classroom. Seeing the class monitor of Class 1 of Grade 1, dressed in a male deacon uniform, looking at him with a resentful gaze, Lu Mingfei could only return a forced smile.

Looking from inside the classroom, it was indeed more spectacular than from outside. Lin Huihui and the others had even prepared pots, pans, and an induction cooker, piling them up in the corner of the classroom, creating a scene straight out of a Japanese anime school festival.

Seeing this scene, Lu Mingfei immediately felt that his class had already lost.

"What do you think of the class monitor?" Lin Huihui asked. "Is he good-looking?"

"Beautiful, beautiful." Lu Mingfei nodded in surprise.

With such high costs, the student council's funding is definitely not enough, and I don't know how much Lin Huihui's class has contributed.

"I didn't ask you if the set design was good or not," Lin Huihui pouted. "I asked you if I look good right now."

Lu Mingfei was taken aback, and then he saw Lin Huihui lift her skirt and twirl gracefully in front of him. Then she put her hands on her chest, bowed to Lu Mingfei, and her pigtails swayed back and forth.

"Master, welcome back."

Lin Huihui looked up, blinking nervously, "How is it, class monitor? Do you feel a bit like a maid?"

Then, she took another half step closer to Lu Mingfei and whispered, "By the way, class monitor, this is the first time I've called a boy 'master.' Don't give me a bad review if I don't do it well!"

Although Lin Huihui is only a semi-school beauty, perhaps because her face is small and her appearance is sweet, her overall temperament and style are very similar to that of a Japanese idol. With the addition of the maid outfit, she actually has a kind of aura that can subtly compete with Liu Miaomiao and the others.

If it were the old Lu Mingfei, hundreds of giant elk would probably be pounding wildly in his chest right now, making his nose bleed and his face flushed.

But right now, Lu Mingfei just wanted to complain. He thought to himself, "Hey girl, I only brought you bottled water during military training and let you copy my test paper once. We don't have that much of a relationship, honey."

If you want to know if you look like a maid, you should ask my older brother, Cesare Gattuso. He comes from a legitimate European aristocratic family with centuries of history; their maids could line up in a platoon. He knows best whether you have the look of a maid. I've only seen maids in anime, how would I know if you look like one?

Lu Mingfei had no idea why he, like his expressionless senior, was attracting so many unwanted romantic advances lately. For a guy, having many admirers is certainly not a bad thing, but it's not necessarily a good thing either, especially for him right now, it's hard to say if it's a good thing.

During the time he was busy preparing for the school anniversary celebration, he actually thought about Xiao Tiannv's situation, how to handle their relationship, and whether he should be honest with her.

Whenever I ask Little Fairy what's wrong with her lately, she always says she's fine and, as usual, she banters and teases me.

However, it's clear that this apparent normalcy is only superficial. For the past two weeks, Su Xiaoqiang has stopped walking home from school with him and Liu Miaomiao.

Fortunately, Chu Zihang called at that moment, and Lu Mingfei quickly took the opportunity to slip away, thus avoiding Lin Huihui's aggressive questioning.

When he answered the phone, his senior, who had facial paralysis, was calling about the rehearsal for the evening party.