Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

"Who said it was me?" Xia Mu asked, puzzled.

Yuan Zhisheng's expression became even stranger.

"Not you?"

All five family heads were deeply surprised.

"Of course it's not me! Do you know Uesugi Kotsugi? The supreme yakuza of sixty years ago!" Natsuki said with a smile.

"Uesugi Koshi?!"

The younger head of the family looked confused, but Fuma Kotaro cried out in surprise.

When Uesugi was in power, he was already a teenager, so of course he remembered the days when the supreme yakuza leader dominated the entire country.

“Yes, he is the biological father of our current patriarch.” Xia Mu said with a smile.

He naturally agreed that Genji wanted to step down from this position.

He would be very happy if he could leave this place with Sakura and go to the nudist beach in France that he longed for.

Fuma Kotaro whispered to the other four about Uesugi Yu's identity, which excited them all.

The previous generation's underworld boss! That sounds very plausible!

Only Inuyama He hesitated: "Master, I actually think Natsumi is more suitable."

"Inuyama-kun!"

Fuma Kotaro shouted loudly.

I don't know what's wrong with this old guy, but he seems to have a grudge against Xia Mu.

"Hey, Fuma-kun, I have nothing to do with Ms. Sakurai, why do you keep targeting me?" Natsuki said speechlessly.

Demon-Suppressing Museum

Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami's faces turned liver-colored at the same time.

"Ahem, actually I agree with Inuyama-kun's opinion," Genjiro said, trying to smooth things over.

"Huh?" Xia Mu was stunned.

He genuinely didn't want to take on the position of patriarch now, organizing foreign wars—just thinking about it was too much trouble…

"Putting aside personal reasons, the most crucial point is... Erii."

Genji mustered his courage and gestured to Erii, who was sitting obediently next to Natsuki.

The five family heads glanced over instinctively, then looked away.

"Do you really want to grovel at the feet of the Secret Service once again?"

Genjiro said softly, "We have an opportunity right now. So what if all the mixed-race people in the world attack? God is on our side..."

Ryoma Genichiro and Miyamoto Shio were moved.

“But we cannot be traitors to the hybrid race, we cannot betray our own race…” Kotaro Fuma said in a low, hoarse voice, “Even if I die here today, I will say the same thing.”

“Xia Jun…”

He looked up at Xia Mu, his gaze intense and piercing. "The reason I'm targeting you isn't because of any of those messy reasons, but simply because I always choose to stand on the side of my own race. As for you, I don't even know if you're a hybrid."

The others were horrified.

"Wind Demon Lord, shut up!"

Inuyama He growled, "If he were a dragon, I wouldn't be sitting here perfectly fine right now!"

"We are too."

Ryoma Genichiro and Miyamoto Shio spoke in unison.

Sakurai Nanami glanced at Fuma Kotaro a few times, and finally sighed: "Even for the sake of those two silly kids, Sakurai Kogure and Sakurai Akira, I will believe that Natsuki is on our side."

“To put it bluntly, even if they really are dragons, so what! Have we been enslaved? Have we been forced? Have we lost everything?” Inuyama He shouted.

Fuma Kotaro's face was grim, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

"Surrender to the Secret Party, or submit to Erii. The choice is yours," Natsuki said softly.

The heads of the families fell silent.

"It's not about submitting to me."

To everyone's surprise, Erii suddenly spoke up, "Just listen to him."

She pointed at Xia Mu.

Xia Mu blinked, somewhat bewildered, unable to understand why Erii, who was determined to be queen, had suddenly changed her mind.

The residents in front of me looked much better.

"Xia Mu, what do you think?" Yuan Zhisheng turned around.

Xia Mu pondered, "It's not that I can't take over as the head of the family, but I really don't have time to handle so many affairs."

It's just laziness...

“It’s alright, the heads of the families will definitely be willing to share the burden for you, and besides, I and Zhi’er will help you,” Yuan Zhisheng said.

The five family heads' expressions immediately improved.

Since it doesn't affect their power, and might even increase it, why bother opposing it?

“I only care about one thing,” only Fuuma Kotaro remained staring at him, “Natsu-kun, what are your and Erii-san’s goals? The real ultimate goal? To destroy humanity? To enslave humanity? Or something else?”

Xia Mu remained silent.

The others' initial enthusiasm gradually cooled, and they all stared intently at him.

Xia Mu said softly, "None of this matters to me. I just want to be with the person I love."

Fuma Kotaro was stunned.

Sakurai Nanami's eyes flickered slightly as she stole a glance at Fuuma Kotaro.

“You know what? If I were you, I wouldn’t care about age differences. So what if there’s a twenty-year age gap? At least we had a wonderful time together, didn’t we?” Xia Mu said.

The serious pre-battle meeting suddenly turned into a gossip forum, with the heads of several families giving each other strange looks.

Fuma Kotaro's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, while Sakurai Nanami's face was as red as a tide.

"I don't know what Erii-san is thinking yet. Things might be different if she becomes a dragon." Fuma Kotaro didn't respond to Sakurai Nanami's gaze.

Erii glanced at Natsuki, her face tense, but she didn't utter her usual talk about conquering the world.

"Only by inheriting the memories of dragons can one know the truth of the world. What you perceive as the truth is not the truth as seen by dragons. We are the outcasts."

Her words, like Xia Mi's, were difficult to understand.

"If you don't want to be trapped in your predetermined fate, you can only grow stronger. And for dragons, the only way to become stronger is to devour their own kind. Therefore, I have no interest in enslaving you; I want to control the world..."

She stretched out her small hand, gave it a loose grasp, and looked deep into her eyes.

"It's just to find those of our kind who haven't recovered yet!"

Chapter 336 Watching the Show in the Parking Lot

When Kotaro Fuma got off at the Genji Heavy Industries parking lot, he saw Nanami Sakurai standing next to his car, with the driver waiting respectfully.

The parking lot wasn't enclosed, and a gust of wind blew in from somewhere, ruffling Sakurai Nanami's long hair.

"So many years have passed, and I'm now an old man who can barely walk, but you're still so beautiful." Old Man Fuma chuckled.

"Have you ever considered that if it weren't for Xia Jun this time, we might really be dead?"

Sakurai Nanami's face flushed an unnatural red, but she boldly stared at Fuuma Kotaro, "There are no more obstacles now, aren't there? Your wife has been dead for a long time, do you really... do you really still want to torture each other?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

Fuma no Taro couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Natsu-kun's ability to manipulate people's hearts is truly amazing. He made you completely lose your sense of justice with just one sentence."

I believe him!

Sakurai Nanami gritted her teeth, "Even without Kogure and Sakurai Akira's affair, I'm willing to believe in someone who takes relationships so seriously."

Fuma no Taro has been silent for a long time.

Sakurai Nanami stubbornly met his gaze.

"We're about to go to war with all the mixed-race people in the world. I'm afraid if I don't fight for myself now, I'll really have no chance!" Sakurai Nanami said, biting her lip.

The drivers and bodyguards around them all consciously stood far away.

If you listen to too much of this kind of gossip, you might get silenced at any time.

"You're only 40 years old now..."

Old Man Fuma's face flushed slightly, and his gaze wandered aimlessly. "I can't satisfy you..."

Sakurai Nanami froze for a moment, then her face turned bright red: "You! You think I... I'm asking for that?! If I needed it, wouldn't I have gotten it myself?!"

Fuma no Taro chuckled awkwardly. Despite his aged face, the light in his eyes was like that of a young boy.

"My beloved son, do you know why I was so determined to reject you back then?"

After many years, he referred to Sakurai Nanami by the name "Aiko" again, as if this woman was still the girl who admired the old man back then.

Sakurai Nanami was stunned. Ever since she became the head of the family, Fuma Kotaro had always been very polite to her, as if the previous events had never happened, and he would never speak to her in such a tone.

"I've already seen the wonders of this world, but you're still young..."

Fuma no Taro said quietly in front of her, "What happened back then wasn't all because my old lady objected, but because you were too young... I'm too old to accompany you for many more years. Everyone needs someone to accompany them to the end, otherwise it's too lonely!"

What should have been tender words of love sounded more like lectures to him.

"We're all just ordinary people. Over the years, we've loved and hated in a chaotic way, but what can we do about it?"

He turned around abruptly, "Stop hating me! If you're going to hate someone, hate that I wasn't twenty-five when you met me! And stop loving me! If you're going to love someone, love the man who rode the motorcycle back then!"

Suddenly, Sakurai Nanami remembered that many years ago, this old man rode his motorcycle to see her performance, looking as proud and confident as a young person.

Burning Words

When she was eighteen, she couldn't help but laugh, thinking to herself, "How could this be the head of a triad family?"