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

Chapter 97 Erii Runs Away from Home

As Genji emerged from the Japanese-style room, the light in the corridor outside was somewhat dazzling. He squinted slightly, an indescribable sense of fatigue spreading through his body.

He never imagined that things would take such a dramatic turn.

Not long ago, he and that boy named Cheng Sui were racing on the Tokyo Bay Coast, speeding along at breakneck speed, the roar of their engines seeming to tear apart all shackles.

At that moment, seeing Cheng Sui's profile with a carefree smile through the car window, Yuan Zhisheng even felt that they might become good friends; he hadn't felt this way in a long time.

"Don't let power become a factor that binds you—" Genji lit a Mild Seven Star cigarette, took a deep drag, and the tobacco swirled in his lungs, allowing him to relax a little.

If the operators of the main faction knew that Amaterasu, whom they considered omnipotent, actually had the greatest dream deep down: to sell everything and sell sunscreen on nudist beaches in the south of France, I wonder what kind of expressions they would have.

Yuan Zhisheng recalled a few years ago when he went to the main campus as an exchange student and was invited to Angers' office for tea.

The old man sat behind his desk, the afternoon sun casting dappled shadows on him through the stained glass.

Although Genji had heard of this old man's name countless times before, this was the first time he had seen him in person.

The elders of the family all described Angers as a morally bankrupt rogue, a scoundrel and a violent villain, so Genji was a little nervous when he learned that the principal had invited him to have tea.

But Angers wasn't as aggressive as Genjiro had imagined. Instead, he gave him a kind smile and asked if he wanted something to drink.

This warm smile reminded Yuan Zhisheng of his father, who would always drink with him when they were alone.

"Do you have any alcohol?"

At the time, Yuan Zhisheng was only nineteen years old. He blurted out those words almost without realizing how abrupt his request seemed in the principal's office.

Angers was clearly taken aback for a moment, then chuckled. However, he did not refuse. Instead, he took out a bottle of fine black dragon sake from a drawer and poured a glass for Genjiro and himself.

My memory of what happened after that is a bit hazy.

That period was the time when Yuan Zhisheng was most confused and struggling.

He only remembers drinking a lot and asking a lot of questions, trying to find some clues to the answers from this legendary dragon slayer.

But Yuan Zhisheng couldn't remember exactly how much he drank or what questions he asked.

There is only one question that he still remembers vividly.

"Principal, how much are people willing to pay for justice?"

The old man didn't answer the question, but instead asked Yuan Zhisheng with some emotion, "I'm curious, what did your guardian usually say to you that made a nineteen-year-old boy ask such a question?"

Yuan Zhisheng still hasn't found the answer to this question from when he was nineteen, even now at twenty-three. Instead, the experience with Cheng Sui has made him feel even more confused.

"Boss, if you don't smoke this cigarette soon, it'll burn your hand!" A loud voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Yuan Zhisheng's thoughts.

"Tsk, what do you know? Boss is deep in thought. You wouldn't understand someone whose mind is only about eating and women. This is called being artsy. Girls in Tokyo are into this now."

Genji was forcibly pulled back to reality from his chaotic thoughts.

He looked down and saw that the cigarette between his fingers was indeed covered with a long piece of ash, which almost burned his fingers.

He looked up at the two people who had somehow gotten close to him, and felt a barely perceptible throbbing in the veins on his forehead.

"What are you two doing here?" Genji asked, resisting the urge to stub out his cigarette on Yasha's stupid face. "Didn't I tell you two to wait downstairs?"

"Miss Erii has run away from home," Sakura Yabuki reported succinctly.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng felt surprisingly calm.

This is the third time Erii has run away from home this year.

When Erii first ran away from home, Genji was very worried, fearing that Erii might encounter some kind of accident.

Erii left the Genji Heavy Industries building and stopped at the traffic light intersection, too afraid to go any further.

Genjiro still remembers the scene when he first found Erii, who had run away from home.

The girl, dressed as a shrine maiden, stood alone at a bustling crossroads like an abandoned little animal, her usually vacant crimson eyes glistening with tears of helplessness.

That was the first time Yuan Zhisheng had seen such a clear emotional fluctuation on her face.

At that time, Erii was still a little girl. Genji walked behind her, picked her up, and Erii wrote words for him to see.

"The outside world is so big."

Genjiro always knew that Erii wanted to see the outside world, but Erii's bloodline was too dangerous, and no one dared to take her outside. Otherwise, if Erii lost control, she could destroy Tokyo in a few hours.

So even though so many years have passed, Erii is still that girl who would burst into tears at the first crossroads, not knowing which way to go.

But she still stubbornly ran away from home. Genji was very puzzled as to why Erii would do this, since she had never crossed the crossroads below Genji Heavy Industries.

"Girls always want to go out and see the world when they grow up. Teenage girls all want to go to the biggest shopping mall, wear all kinds of clothes, and eat delicious desserts with their friends. No one wants to be someone else's weapon for the rest of their life."

This is how Sakura answered at the time. Genji rarely saw Sakura say so much at once.

"They haven't gone far, have they?" Genji asked the crow calmly, pulling himself out of his memories.

"No, just like before, it stopped at the intersection." The crow clicked its tongue, its tone carrying an indescribable complexity.

Although it's described as running away from home, the Uesugi family head's running away from home is completely different from the romantic scenes in Japanese dramas where he runs from Tokyo to Hokkaido.

Running away from home is nothing more than leaving that tin shack and getting some fresh air.

"Hasn't anyone been assigned to keep a close eye on her?" Genji asked. Given the chaotic situation in Tokyo, he was still somewhat worried that something might happen to Erii.

"No, we're afraid of upsetting the lady. We're just using the surrounding cameras for monitoring. If they find us there, it might upset her."

Genji nodded, quite satisfied with the crow's arrangement. It was clear that he was becoming increasingly adept at handling Erii's runaway from home.

Although Erii appears to be a weak and taciturn girl, Genji knows that Erii is actually a very sensitive girl. If the members of the Snake Clan were to keep a close eye on her while she was running away from home, it might backfire.

As for arranging for someone to protect Erii, Genjiro wouldn't openly oppose it, but he knew it was pointless.

If Erii goes berserk and out of control, no one in all of Japan except herself is qualified to stand in front of Erii. The suppression of bloodline can instantly render anyone who gets close to Erii powerless.

"Let Erii stay outside a little longer this time. Keep an eye on Erii's movements and notify me immediately if there are any problems," Genji said wearily, rubbing his temples.

"Yes, but today is the day the Uesugi family head is to have his medical check-up—" the crow didn't finish its sentence.

"Let's postpone it for a month," Genji paused for a moment, "Buy her some good snacks and send them to her room. If anyone asks, just say it's my order."

"Yes," the crow nodded.

Every month, the medical staff in white coats would arrive on time to conduct various tedious examinations on Erii.

Genji had once witnessed such a scene by chance; Erii was like a delicate doll without a soul, allowing them to manipulate her as she passed through one complex instrument after another.

However, Genji felt that these things were useless and only made Erii more unhappy.

A physical exam isn't treatment; a condition that's already worsening won't improve. But my father said he had to be responsible for the other members of the tribe.

Yuan Zhisheng sighed inwardly, a strong sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart once again.

He just wanted to find a quiet place to be alone for a while, to give his chaotic mind a moment's rest.

However, fate never seemed to give him a chance to catch his breath.

In the few minutes that Genjiro and his men briefly left the monitor screen, an unexpected encounter quietly unfolded on this seemingly ordinary noon.

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