Dragon Clan: I, Nono! Inherit countless futures!

Chapter 61 You Are My First Friend

Shikatori Shrine, in a small room.

Yuan Zhinu sat in front of the dressing table, applying medicated oil to the bruises on her body.

Chen Motong sat opposite him, observing the boy who looked somewhat frail.

The boy had faint eyebrows and features, looking very ordinary, yet he exuded a sense of peace and tranquility. Sunlight shone on his face, creating the interplay of light and shadow that only a young man could possess.

However, because he was too thin, his facial features appeared too soft, giving him a somewhat masculine appearance.

Chen Motong even had a feeling that if he were dressed in a dress, he would look perfectly natural, and might even look better than the average girl.

According to the original work, Genjiro and Genjiro died in 2014 when they were 26 years old. Now it is 2004, which means that the twins are only 16 years old at this moment.

Is she a year older than me? I can't tell at all.

Chen Motong pondered, feeling that it would be reasonable for the other person to call her "sister." Perhaps it was just a difference in personality; she was too weak and looked like a younger brother, which had nothing to do with age.

Just as she was lost in thought, Yuan Zhinv suddenly spoke, her voice weak: "Thank you for saving me, otherwise they probably wouldn't have let me go so easily."

"It's no trouble at all," Chen Motong said. "It was just a small favor."

At this moment, Genji also put on the same translator on her ear, which made their communication smooth.

"Are you here for tourism?" Yuan Zhinv asked softly.

Chen Motong did not deny it.

Although she came specifically for the twins, saying it outright might startle the frail-looking boy.

Seeing this, the boy nodded. He lowered his head and, while carefully tending to the wound on his knee, said seemingly casually, "You look different from us. You don't seem to be from here."

Chen Motong immediately became interested and asked him, "What's different?"

"It's just different," said Yuan Zhinv. "People here don't meddle in other people's business; they're all afraid of getting into trouble, except for idiots like my brother."

Upon hearing him mention his brother, Chen Motong immediately feigned interest and asked, "Those guys said your brother usually protects you. Where is he this time?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhinv's eyes instantly dimmed.

"My brother was taken away by a rich man from the city. He probably wants to adopt him," Yuan Zhinu said softly.

"You look very sad," Chen Motong pointed out incisively.

Yuan Zhinv nodded, not hiding her sadness, and her voice became somewhat dejected: "I only have my brother as a relative. We have been without parents since we can remember, and we have depended on each other since childhood."

"If he leaves, I really don't know what I'll do."

"Doesn't that person want to adopt you?"

Yuan Zhinu shook her head: "He probably only wants my brother, but that's normal. I'm not as good as my brother in any way."

"I'm not as good-looking as my brother, nor as strong, nor as brave. I've always wanted to be like him. He's so perfect. If I were even half as good as him, I think someone would like me too."

"Those people are causing me trouble because they can't compare to my brother. Every girl in school has a crush on him. He's the captain of the kendo club and a key player in the basketball team. He's the best kid in the whole town. If I were a rich person from the city, I would only want to adopt him."

The boy's voice grew softer and softer, but his eyes sparkled when he mentioned his brother.

Chen Motong easily sensed his feelings and dependence on his brother from his description.

Because only when someone truly loves another person can they speak of that person so beautifully, to the point that the listener is moved.

Chen Motong didn't comment on the relationship between the brothers. She nodded and said, "What will you do if your brother really leaves with that rich guy in the city?"

For a moment, there was a look of confusion in Yuan Zhinü's eyes.

After a long silence, the boy said in a very soft voice, "I don't know."

"I think about this problem every day, but I can't figure out the answer."

"I hope my brother can go to the city and have a better life, but I don't want him to leave me, because he's my only family."

As he spoke, he hugged his injured knee with some sadness, looking like a helpless young animal, filled with confusion about the unknown future.

"Do you want to go to the city too?" Chen Motong suddenly asked.

This statement came so abruptly that Yuan Zhinü was stunned on the spot. He looked at the girl in front of him with some confusion and an expression of bewilderment.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I can take you to Tokyo," Chen Motong said. "As you've probably noticed, I'm not from this town, and I have some assets, which should fit your definition of a wealthy person."

"If you're willing, I can sponsor your studies in Tokyo. I'll provide you with accommodation, food, and enough living expenses. You can pay me back when you grow up."

These were things that Chen Motong had just suddenly thought of.

If these twins are so important, then if she takes one of them away, Herzog will be dumbfounded.

Genjiro has now been brainwashed by Tachibana Masamune, who is Herzog in disguise, and has become a stubborn tortoise. It will be difficult to abduct him, but the Genjiro girl in front of him should still be relatively naive.

To her surprise, Genji shook her head almost without hesitation upon hearing this.

"No, I don't want to go to Tokyo. I just want to stay with my brother," the boy said earnestly. "But thank you for your kindness anyway."

"What if your brother goes to Tokyo? Don't you want to go too?" Chen Motong asked, still somewhat unwilling to give up. "If he goes, how can you be with him if you don't go?"

"If my brother goes to Tokyo, I'll wait for him here."

He lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly as he spoke, "Otherwise, I'm afraid he won't be able to find me."

Chen Motong:

Miscalculated.

She forgot that although this guy is innocent now, he is also stubborn and an ultimate brother-complex.

Just as she was about to say something, Yuan Zhinv glanced at the time, suddenly stood up anxiously, and said, "Why is it so late? I need to go back right away."

"What's wrong?" Chen Motong asked, surprised. "Is it urgent?"

"Yes, I need to go back and cook, otherwise my brother and I will get scolded."

Yuan Zhinv spoke quickly, clearly in a hurry: "I have to go back now. Thank you for saving me today. I'll repay you another time."

"No need," Chen Motong said. "I'll be staying at the shrine for a while. If you need any help, you can come to me. I quite like you and would like to be friends with you."

Although she felt she shouldn't need it, Genjiro did not refuse the other party's kindness.

He nodded, and the frail-looking boy said somewhat shyly, "Thank you. No one has ever wanted to be friends with me before."

He paused, a shy smile appearing on his face, but still said earnestly, "You are my first friend."

Chen Motong picked at his ear, feeling that the words sounded familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before, and perhaps more than once.