Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

"We all have our bottom line, and mine is right in front of us. If Lu Mingfei decides to do something, I will definitely support him. Even if one day he stands against the world, I will stand with him with my sword. I didn't keep my loyalty before, but I will definitely keep it in the future." Chu Zihang patted Caesar's shoulder.

"Don't think too much, Mr. Gattuso, look, the oden we ordered has arrived."

Sure enough, it was a delivery guy riding a bicycle who entered the parking lot. There must be something wrong with the bicycle, so it was moving crookedly.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Gattuso?" the delivery guy shouted from a distance.

"I filled in your name." Chu Zihang said.

Caesar's eyes twitched, and he got out of the car and waved to the young man: "Here, here!"

"Oh, oh, it just rained and the road is slippery. I dare not ride too fast. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time!" The young man took out the disposable lunch box from the takeaway box with an apologetic look on his face.

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"Mr. Lu, please take good care of the young lady!" Ying put her hands on her knees and bowed deeply, attracting the attention of everyone around her.

Huili happily held the corner of Lu Mingfei's clothes and stood coquettishly behind the man. He scratched his head, feeling a little dazed for a moment, as if he didn't know what year it was.

"Please don't worry, Miss Sakura, we are just going to Disneyland, and I will send Eri home in the evening." Lu Mingfei promised softly.

Eri lowered her head and wrote something in a small notebook.

"Then I'm relieved, but please make sure to keep the potion that the young master gave you well. It can help the young lady stabilize the situation at the critical moment." Ying said, and then the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and she turned around and drove the Hummer away.

Tokyo is not far from Chiba Prefecture. The reason why it took so long to get here from Shinjuku District was mainly because of the traffic jam. But if Lu Mingfei and Eri take public transportation back to Tokyo at night, it will be very fast.

Standing on the street and watching the large black SUV leave, Lu Mingfei felt something soft and slightly cool being stuffed into his palm.

He turned around and was met with Eri's suddenly eager gaze.

The sunlight was like a blooming flower, making those wine-red eyes look dazzling.

"I don't want to go home tonight." Huili put one hand in Lu Mingfei's palm and showed him the written note with the other hand. Her skin was warm and white, and her eyes were full of attachment. Lu Mingfei's body was a little stiff, and he touched Huili's head.

"Well, I'll call your brother in the evening," he said.

Just as he finished saying this, Lu Mingfei's right ear suddenly felt hot and red.

He froze for a moment.

Who is scolding me?

Chapter 170: Eri's Autumn Strategy (2)

"Girls are like this, Zhisheng. From the time you can remember, she has always been following you like a little tail, calling you brother. If you ignore her, she will look at you with eyes full of tears, looking aggrieved. If you pay attention to her, she will circle around you with her game console and ask you to play games with her. But they will all grow up one day. The Eri who always followed you, calling you brother and asking you to play games with her has become a graceful young lady today. We have imprisoned her for many years in the name of love, and we should also use the name of love to let her pursue her own light, even if this ray of light is just a faint morning star in the long dark night."

An old man in a white gown and a young man in a black suit sit side by side at a small table in the tea shop, drinking tea. This is the Oda Tea House. In fact, most of the people who come here to drink tea are elderly people. The fragrance of tea permeates the air and dissipates.

Tachibana Masamune opened the food box in front of him and pushed it in front of Minamoto Chisei.

"Try this macaron made for you by the girl from the Sakurai family who loves you. You are already quite old, and you haven't been in a relationship yet. It's time to think about your future. The girl from the Sakurai family is very pretty and virtuous."

Yuan Zhisheng did not touch the box of exquisite macarons. He just looked into the distance. The autumn sunshine of Chiba Prefecture was diffused in his slender black eyes, as if a thin layer of gold was coated on the glass.

“Dad, is it really a kind thing to let a person who was born in darkness chase after the light? You always say that we should achieve justice and give up everything for the sake of justice. You also always say that we should be the knife that cuts off all sins, hurting others and ourselves, and being as hard as ancient rocks.” This tea shop is actually located in a very small and deep alley. The sunlight can only shine through the big trees at the entrance of the alley, casting dim spots. These spots of light are sprinkled on Yuan Zhisheng who is sitting upright. He faces the light to look at the backs of the boy and girl in the distance.

"But why? Why could you so confidently hand Eri over to that man?" Minamoto Chisei looked into Tachibana Masamune's eyes.

He was suddenly stunned for a moment. For so many years, every day Tachibana Masamune was full of energy, as if full of fighting spirit and hope for the future. Gen Chisheng had become accustomed to his hardness, his tenacity and his generosity, but today the old man's skin was so pale, his eyes were bloodshot, fatigue was written in his eyes, and even his hair was stained with gray.

Tachibana Masamune smiled silently.

"Every man is heading towards a destined war. In order to deal with this war, we are fully armed and put on indestructible armor. I have made myself as hard as the thousand-year-old ice in Siberia, but every man should have a little final softness in his heart. Look, Chisheng, I left the knife and the sword to you, because you are destined to step onto the battlefield and become the last person alive, and I left the last bit of softness to her, Eri, my daughter. We all know that those who trek in the darkness will eventually die, but we still hope to see a hint of dawn before we die, even just a hint of it. At least in this way we have had hope." The old man's voice was hoarse, and fatigue surged up like an unstoppable tide.

He stared into Genchisei's eyes: "If Eri's death is inevitable, then I hope she can be as free as a bird while she is alive, at least in the last period of her life."

Yuan Zhisheng remained silent.

He suddenly sighed very deeply.

"You are tired, Dad." Yuan Zhisheng said.

All the core affairs of the eight Snake families fell on the head of Tachibana Masamune, and of course also on the head of Minamoto Chisho. He knew more secrets that the other family heads did not know.

For example, why did the headquarters know that there was a dragon embryo in the abyss? For example, what kind of hell is the seabed where the embryo is located? For example...

God’s return is at hand.

What Masamune Tachibana said about Eri having reached the end of her life was actually a fact, and her family had been supporting her for that day to come.

Just like the lamb destined to be sacrificed on the altar on the day of sacrifice, Eri is this beautiful little lamb.

She cannot be absent from the battlefield with God, nor can she be immune, she will always die there.

"I am indeed a little tired, Zhisheng. I am really going to retire in a while. I really want to live in the old house in the countryside for a while. I miss the days of fishing there." Tachibana Masamune also looked at the shadows of Lu Mingfei and Eri gradually disappearing in the halo at the end of the distant street.

"During this period of time, I always feel like I am falling into the abyss when I go to bed at night. Something human is gradually leaving me, those soft things, those things that are the opposite of coldness. I seem to be thinking like a dragon." Tachibana Masamune said softly.

Gen Chisei's expression suddenly became serious. He held Tachibana Masamune's wrist and felt his pulse.

"Your heart rate is normal, this is not what you were like before you fell," he said.

The Eight Clans of Sheqi were originally descendants of gods. The probability of a super hybrid appearing among them that could break through the critical blood limit was much greater than that of the descendants of other dragon kings, but correspondingly, their probability of degeneration was also much higher than those of their relatively mediocre counterparts.

There have been precedents of family heads falling into the trap of becoming Deadpools before, and what Tachibana Masamune said sounded like a call for his impending fall.

"No, I'm not going to fall, I'm just a little tired." Tachibana Masamune shook his head, "I really want that kid named Lu Mingfei to try, to see if he can give Eri a complete life, even if the hope is slim."

Gennosuke let go of Tachibana Masamune's wrist, and he picked up the boiling hot tea and drank it all in one gulp.

"I still have official business to attend to. Let's go back." He stood up and said.

But suddenly, Tachibana Masamune grabbed his hand very tightly, as if he could crush the rocks. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and his body seemed very weak.

"If Eri doesn't want to go home, don't worry about her." The old man's voice was almost pleading, "Her body can hold out for seven days, so it doesn't matter if she stays outside for two or three days."

Gennosuke looked down at Tachibana Masamune's eyes. Behind him was the overwhelming sunlight, which made the young man look like he was covered in golden flames.

"Are we still upholding our principles, Father?" he asked quietly.

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"The Tokyo Tower is also beautiful. I'm very happy to walk this road with you again." After Lu Mingfei was left alone, Eiry seemed to let go of some of her restraint. Her eyes were sparkling, reflecting the autumn sunlight like a rippling lake.

Lu Mingfei gently scratched Eri's palm with his fingers. He smiled, and felt that this moment was like a dream.

After the Tokyo Tower was built, the Skytree was no longer the tallest building in the city. Eri actually knew about this landmark building from postcards, but she had never seen it, or only caught a glimpse of it from a distance.

As Sakura drove to Chiba Prefecture, Eri sat next to Lu Mingfei. Tall metal structures slowly emerged from the gray and white buildings. She finally saw the legendary Tokyo Tower, a place that was mentioned repeatedly in countless song lyrics.

"But I still like Tokyo Skytree more, because we have seen it at its most beautiful together." Eri wrote another note. Passers-by on the street stopped to watch because of the girl's modesty and beauty. This was originally a country that pursued beauty. The boys fantasized about passionate stories like a knight saving a princess kidnapped by a dragon, and the men would still enjoy those unattainable dreams in their youth after getting drunk.

The clouds after the rain gradually dispersed, the sky became brighter, the sun was shining wantonly, the buildings on the street and the alleys between those buildings were lit up one by one, and from a distance, the Baroque European retro station stood in the soft but still somewhat dazzling sunlight like a museum or library.

"We still have a lot of time. We can go anywhere Eri wants to go. We can go to see the sea, or to see those large clusters of crabapple flowers in full bloom, as long as you want." Lu Mingfei said.

Because it had just rained, the temperature in Tokyo even dropped to around 20 degrees at one point, but the sun was shining brightly at this time, and the sunlight felt warm on the skin.

Eri suddenly hugged Lu Mingfei's arms. Her mental age might not be very mature, but her development was normal. At this moment, she suddenly felt a soft and warm fragrance lingering around her, and Lu Mingfei's cheeks turned red.

Rubbing against the arm of the man next to her like a kitten, Eiry raised her head to look up at Lu Mingfei's profile.

"Lu Mingfei is more handsome than my brother." Eri suddenly showed him the note she had already written.

“Hahaha, no way…” Lu Mingfei looked around and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Yuan Zhisheng was not following him secretly.

Although he appears calm on the surface, he is actually quite complacent, thinking that my looks are considered above average.

"What kind of activities does Eri want to try?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Eiry tilted her head as she thought, and the cat ears on the hood of her sweatshirt swayed from side to side, looking quite cute.

"I want to eat ice cream, ride a roller coaster, go to a haunted house, and ride the Ferris wheel." Eiry stopped and wrote in the notebook placed on Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

"Girls shouldn't always think about things like roller coasters and haunted houses. I think projects like Snow White's castle and Winnie the Pooh and his friends are very suitable for the two of us." Lu Mingfei touched the tip of his nose and wondered why every girl he met, whether she was a loli, a queen, or a cute girl, liked high-risk entertainment activities like roller coasters. Could they learn from me and Chu Zihang? Wouldn't it be better for us to go have a cup of tea with Winnie the Pooh together?

"I want to go to a haunted house, I want to ride a roller coaster." Eiry kept waving the note in front of Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei covered his face, neither looking at the girl's aggrieved and pleading eyes nor at the note waving in front of him.

"Okay, okay, I lose to you..." he said.

They called a taxi and arrived at the rather spectacular entrance of the Disney Castle. After getting off the car, they saw the Disney Hotel, which was built in recent years, just a few hundred meters away.

This huge building, which looked similar to the Palace of Versailles, cast a huge shadow in the sun. The first thing Eiry did after getting out of the car was to hug Lu Mingfei's arm tightly, and then look around, like a kitten curiously observing this strange world.

Lu Mingfei's ears suddenly moved alertly.

Places like Disney usually have a huge flow of people, and it was sunny after the rain, so it was packed with people, but the atmosphere in some details was quite weird.

There were groups of young men queuing up at the entrance of the castle to have their tickets checked.

Do men really go to Disneyland in groups? And those guys' arms clearly showed signs of tattoos being washed off. Although they didn't look vicious, they were definitely not the type to be messed with.

Is he someone sent by the Sheqi Eight Clan to monitor us?

Or is it another mixed-race organization in Japan, the Oni Clan?

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly. Eiry had already grabbed his wrist and ran towards the entrance of an alley, which was actually the opposite direction of Disneyland.

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In the shade of the trees at the entrance of the alley, a burly man wearing a straw hat and a mask covering his face sat on the ground with his arms bare, without caring about his image, and fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan in annoyance to drive away the mosquitoes nearby.

In front of him was a small open space at the entrance of the alley, where a small group of children, their parents, and couples in twos and threes gathered.

This is a street stall selling ring-tossing games, but the owner is clearly distracted. He casually hands out colorful plastic rings to the customers around him, takes small stacks of banknotes from them, and stares towards the entrance of Disneyland.

There are many plush toys on the stalls, including Rilakkuma, Hello Kitty, Doraemon, Crayon Shin-chan, and even Ultraman and cute little monsters.

The children's voices were quite noisy, so the tall father stretched out his upper body and put the plastic rings on Doraemon and Crayon Shin-chan. The stall owner took out two identical plush toys from the suitcase beside him and threw them to the father who had put the rings on them.

The children who received these little things cheered and looked at the tall man beside them with admiration, while the wife picked up the children and kissed their faces.

People are bustling in the autumn sunshine, the world is noisy, but Yaksha only feels lonely. People like them are a group tortured by the sorrow of blood. Loneliness is loneliness. You may seem to be walking with others and you may seem to be one with the light and dust, but in fact you are still lonely.

Thinking of this, Yasha felt a little palpitated again, and his heart suddenly twitched, because even a person of such humble bloodline as him would feel such sad loneliness, then... what about Miss Eri?

"Would you like some oolong tea?" Crow, who was wearing the same clothes, came out of the alley holding a cup of steaming oolong tea. He squatted down next to Yaksha and looked at the ring-tossing business, which was surprisingly hot.

"This kind of stupid game is so popular. We can find some work after we retire."

"The young master said that he is going to France. As retainers, of course we have to go with him," Yasha said.

Crow glared at him and said, "Do you believe that the young master will only bring Sakura with him?"

Yasha scratched his head and thought it made sense, so he said no more.