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

Tokyo, Japan.

Genji stood on the open-air balcony of Genji Heavy Industries, looking down at the Tokyo night view.

This summer has been exceptionally long, with the continuous rainy season causing the fireworks display to be postponed until September.

He took a cigarette out of his trench coat pocket and lit it, one hand in his pocket, the man's deep, dark eyes reflecting the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

The Tokyo night sky was lit up again and again by fireworks, huge fireworks blooming on the dark canvas, illuminating the outlines of skyscrapers in a flickering light.

The evening breeze caressed Yuan Zhisheng's black trench coat, revealing the dazzling and grotesque ukiyo-e prints inside.

"Young Master, you promised Erii to play games with her tonight, and it's almost time." Sakura Yabuki stood behind Genji, her voice neither abrupt nor unclear, as comfortable as a summer evening breeze.

"Hmm." Yuan Zhisheng stubbed out his cigarette and casually tossed it into the trash can beside him.

"Click-clack".

Erii lay on the table, watching the wind-up Doraemon doll bounce around on the table, seemingly dazed. After it stopped, she would wind it up again, repeating this process to pass the time.

Erii suddenly sat up straight, her delicate little ears perking up.

It's my brother's footsteps.

She has excellent hearing and can hear other people's conversations clearly from a great distance. For example, she could hear the sound of fireworks exploding outside the room earlier.

Erii tilted her head and thought for a moment. It seemed that in the anime, on a certain day of the year, everyone would wear beautiful yukatas and sit together with friends or loved ones to watch fireworks.

With that in mind, Erii took out a Rilakkuma, Hello Kitty, and a rubber duck from a large cardboard box in the corner of the room and arranged them in a row.

The girl then tiptoed and carefully walked to the wardrobe, but when she saw that the wardrobe was full of shrine maiden outfits, her eyes dimmed.

Erii then walked to the row of neatly arranged toys and sat down next to them.

The lattice door to Erii's room was opened.

Genji looked at Erii's actions with some confusion: "Eri, what are you doing?"

Eri held up her notebook, on which she wrote down what she wanted to say: "Eri is watching fireworks with her friends."

Genji's eyes softened instantly. Yes, most girls Erii's age now wear yukatas and walk hand in hand with their crushes on the streets of Tokyo, looking up at the magnificent fireworks in the sky.

Erii's room has a window, but it can't be opened. Outside the window, there are artificial lights simulating sunrise and sunset.

Erii's world is only as big as this room. Erii once ran away from home, but she didn't dare to go forward when she reached the first traffic light. For Erii, the outside world is too big and too complicated.

These toys are the only things that keep this girl company during her time alone. How long has she been entertaining herself like this?

Genjiro ruffled Erii's hair and took a controller from the game console: "I'll play games with you, my skills have improved a lot recently."

Erii nodded happily and was about to take the handle when Sakura's phone rang at an inopportune moment.

"I'm sorry." Sakura bowed apologetically, bent down and walked out of the room, answering the phone in the hallway.

A bad feeling suddenly arose in Yuan Zhisheng's heart, and sure enough, a moment later Sakura returned from the corridor with a complicated expression.

"I apologize, young master, but headquarters just sent a notification that the Oni Clan in Osaka is acting strangely today and has attacked several of our strongholds. I'm afraid we'll need your... "

Genji patted Sakura on the shoulder, a slight smile on his face, but with an indescribable weariness: "What do you have to apologize for?"

Sakura quickly lowered her head, her face flushing almost imperceptibly.

Erii quietly placed the controller on the table, neither acting spoiled nor being mischievous, only a hint of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

Genji put on the trench coat he had just taken off, noticed the change in Erii's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Eri, didn't you make a friend in the game before? I'll help you connect to the server, and you can play with him, okay?"

The gloom in the girl's eyes vanished, and she nodded vigorously.

Sometimes, Yuan Zhisheng felt he had let his overly sensible younger sister down. Over the years, he had been working hard to prevent the nightmares of his youth from happening again, but even now, it seemed he couldn't change anything.

Erii was already very happy and couldn't wait to start filming.

The login page flashed by, and Erii went straight to her friends list, where there was only one person, whose avatar happened to be lit up.

The moment she saw the name light up, a glimmer of light appeared in Erii's usually somewhat vacant eyes, and she quickly sent a battle invitation.

During the brief few seconds of waiting for a response, Erii sat quietly, her straight back hinting at the girl's nervousness. The light from the screen illuminated her profile, giving her a delicate and fragile appearance.

……

Cheng finished his Wellington steak with satisfaction, just as the activities in the dance hall downstairs began.

Strauss's "The Blue Danube Waltz" played softly in the hall, its rhythm soothing and elegant. Couples strolled hand in hand on the dance floor, dancing the waltz with tender affection.

"What a nostalgic scene! Back in the day, I was quite the dancer. Hey, junior, what are you doing?!"

Under Fingel's watchful eye, Cheng followed the second floor of the Amber Pavilion and leaped down, landing silently and nimbly like a cat.

Cheng patted the corner of his clothes and waved goodbye to Fingel.

He had finished eating and there was no need for him to stay at the Amber Pavilion any longer. He was really not used to being in a place like a ball.

Fingel watched Cheng Sui's departing figure, lost in thought.

The fact that he jumped from the second floor and landed silently is something that no ordinary mixed-race person could do. The principal asked him to keep an eye on him, and sure enough, there's something fishy about this guy.

Cheng Sui, with his hands in his pockets, was still savoring the food he had just digested when a loud bang came from behind him.

Fireworks lit up the Amber Pavilion in the distance, like shooting stars streaking across the night sky, with red and gold roses standing out against the darkness.

The last giant firework shot into the sky, and after exploding, the various colors of light spelled out the words "NoNo, I love u" against the night sky.

Cheng Sui pursed his lips. "That's Caesar-style confession."

Under the cover of night, Cheng Sui's shadow was long, illuminated by the firelight, making him appear somewhat lonely.

Back in his dorm, bored, Cheng Sui turned on his PS3. As soon as he entered Street Fighter IV, he saw that the Japanese office worker uncle he had added earlier had invited him to a match.

"You've got some nerve, old man. You only won last time because you were lucky. You still dare to challenge me."

Cheng Sui rolled up his sleeves, a confident smile spreading across his face, and decisively accepted the invitation.