I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Kassel College, clock tower.

Inside the attic where the Night Watchmen live.

The slightly old television was playing the classic 1952 Western film "High Noon," in which law enforcement officer Jerry Guber walked through the dusty streets of a small western town with his gun slung over his shoulder.

The moviegoers were much like law enforcement officers, wearing somewhat worn-out cowboy hats with rolled-up brims, their boots with spurs gleaming on the table, and beer bellies that were almost bursting out of their old floral shirts.

The old cowboy curled up in the deck chair, occasionally grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the table and taking a sip.

"Every time I come to see you, you're watching 'High Noon,' like an outdated old man who doesn't know how to keep up with new things. There's a movie called '10,000 BC' that I think is pretty good, so I'll recommend it to you."

Angers pushed open the door and entered, a smile on his face.

"Haha, it's kind of funny to hear that from a 130-year-old man," the old cowboy chuckled, then turned his attention back to the movie. "New movies are all uninspired, like fast food hamburgers—you get tired of them after a while. But old movies are like fine wine, the more you savor them, the better they taste."

At this point, the old cowboy picked up his glass again and took a sip, his expression intoxicated: "Tell me, what brings you to my side?"

"Does that mean I won't come to see you unless there's something wrong? Just consider it a casual chat between old friends."

"If you had nothing better to do, you'd definitely prefer hanging out with young girls," the old cowboy scoffed. "You sleazy old man."

Angers smiled and took a bottle of wine out of his trench coat.

The old cowboy's eyes lit up instantly, like a miser seeing a room full of gold, his eyes filled with greed.

Angers held the bottle of wine, tossing it up and catching it repeatedly, making the old cowboy tremble with fear.

"Romanée-Conti Grand Cru dry red wine, with an annual production of less than four thousand bottles, even the British royal family has to pre-order it if they want to drink it. Where did you get it from?"

"It was given to me by Elizabeth, you know, she always adored me."

"Damn it, why isn't anyone giving me a ride?"

As the watchman spoke, he prepared to take the bottle of wine from Angers.

Angers slightly turned his body, easily dodging the night watchman.

"What exactly do you want? Tell me what the problem is."

Seeing the Night's Watchmen were getting a little exasperated, Angers smiled with satisfaction and said:

"Do you know Cheng Sui, who's recently become quite famous in the academy?"

"As a down-to-earth vice principal, I follow the Night Watchers forum every day, so I must know him."

"I think you just want to see beautiful photos of my dear students."

"Angers! What exactly do you want to ask?" The Night Watchman, exposed, was somewhat exasperated.

"You've seen his recent performance, but his bloodline rating in the 3E exam was C, and he was unknown for three years. How did a C-level hybrid manage to defeat Caesar and Chu Zihang twice in a row?"

"You mean, a bloodbath?"

Angers shook his head: "I also suspected he used Bloodlust before, but first of all, putting aside the fact that I destroyed the Bloodlust data, the difficulty of replicating it is immense. I was right there during his fight with Caesar today, and his power wasn't the explosive growth of Bloodlust, but rather constant."

The old cowboy was also intrigued and straightened up.

"Could he be a descendant of the White King? After all, he is Chinese, so it's normal for him to have the blood of the White King's descendants in Japan. Perhaps the White King's bloodline in his body suppressed his resonance with the Dragon King in the 3E exam, which is why his bloodline rating is lower than the actual situation."

Angers nodded, agreeing with the Night's Watchman's assessment. After all, he was the last Flammel, and no one could surpass this seemingly unreliable old cowboy in academic matters.

"Of course there's another possibility," the old cowboy straightened up, staring into Angers' eyes, and said, word by word, "He is the Dragon King. The reason his bloodline rating is so low is because he hadn't awakened his dragon memories before, and the reason he's starting to get stronger now is because his dragon bloodline is beginning to awaken."

Angers narrowed his eyes, placed the wine on the watchman's table, and got up to leave.

"Angers! If he really is the Dragon King, you know what to do." The Night Watchman stared at Angers.

"Of course, if he really is the Dragon King, I will execute him myself, but until his memories awaken, he's still a useful sword, isn't he?"

The night watchman stared intently into Angers' eyes, finally sighed, pulled his hat down low, and curled up in the deckchair like a dejected little potato.

"You're a madman, Angers. All you want is destruction; you don't care about anything else."

Angers stood at the doorway, the moonlight outlining a silver border around his figure, making him appear even more hazy.

“You’re wrong,” Angers said seriously. “I still care about young girls.”

……

At this moment, Cheng Sui, who was suspected by the Night Watchmen of being the Dragon King, was staring intently at the screen, his palms slightly sweaty as he gripped the controller.

The ID on the other side is "Eri-i no duck", which sounds like a cute and cuddly girl.

But the opponent's Sakura player was very skilled, like a veteran player who had been playing for years.

Cheng Sui could already picture a middle-aged man sitting on the other side of the screen, returning home from work, smiling as he tormented Cheng Sui little by little.

Cheng Sui plays the Ryu style, which has simple and easy-to-learn moves. Cheng Sui likes to stand by the board and use Hadouken to restrain the opponent, and then look for opportunities to seize the opponent's weakness and launch a combo.

The character Sakura used by "Eri no Duck" has a completely different style from Cheng Sui. Sakura is known for her speed and continuous suppression, and her combo suppression is strong. In particular, Duck is especially good at starting with light attacks, which makes it very difficult for Cheng Sui.

Both sides are currently at very low health, and can be taken down in one combo.

Cheng Sui was probing each other, waiting for the opponent to reveal a weakness, and then taking them down in one fell swoop.

The Third Hokage recently noticed your outstanding performance and discussed it with Danzo Shimura. However, Danzo Shimura found your sudden increase in strength strange and suspected you were a spy from another village.

[Mission: Dispel Shimura Danzo's suspicions about you and gain his trust]

[Mission Rewards: Hashirama Cell Transplant (no rejection effect), Wind Release: Vacuum Giant Ball]

A sudden system notification caught Cheng Sui's attention.

The opponent also seized on Cheng Sui's momentary opening, first using a light kick to catch Cheng Sui's stiffness, then forcefully using Sakura Fist to knock Cheng Sui's character into the air, and directly connecting with the super special move, Spring Ichiban, to finish off Cheng Sui.

Cheng Sui looked at the big KO on the screen, her face slightly flushed.

Cheng accepted a friend request from the other party.

「まだ続けるの?」

Cheng Sui didn't understand Japanese and didn't know what the other person meant, so he replied with "GG".

It means "good game," which is a compliment to the opponent's performance while also indicating that you have conceded defeat.

In a closed room somewhere in Japan, Erii sat on the floor, her eyes fixed on the screen.

Upon seeing the notification that Cheng Sui had disconnected, Erii hugged her knees, a hint of dejection flashing in her eyes.

Genji stood behind Erii, silently watching her operate.

Her father didn't dare let Erii have much contact with the outside world, fearing that she would have the idea of ​​running away from home, even though Erii had tried to run away from home more than once.

But Genji couldn't bear to see his younger sister, who was in the prime of her life, trapped in the room like that, so he secretly connected Erii's game console to the internet so that she could play on the server.

But only when he was present, otherwise he worried that someone might take the opportunity to contact Erii.

Genji looked at Erii. The girl's back was slender, and her long red hair was scattered behind her, as lonely as a forgotten cherry blossom tree.

Genji sat down next to Erii and picked up the handle.

"Come on, let your brother play with you."

(PS: The story is set in 2008. At that time, Street Fighter IV was only available in arcades and there was no server-based online multiplayer. However, for the sake of the plot, I have made some modifications here.)