We agreed to be in a band for life, what the heck is Dragon Raja?

He wiped the sweat from his brow with a towel and then sat down.

"By the way, how many boys and how many girls are in the band?"

Nan Yun Yuyue paused for a moment, then said frankly:

"Everyone else is a girl except for me."

?

Now it was the ramen chef's turn to be stunned.

He paused for three or four seconds without speaking before standing up and starting to scoop out the cooked ramen.

"I never expected this. I never imagined that one of my customers would be someone as talented as you. You're much better than that guy who didn't even dare to invite a girl to join his band."

"It's obvious they really trust you. Don't let them down, classmate."

"Is it as the band's director? I guess it is, because seeing you reminds me of myself when I was younger,"

"If you want the band to be a good team, a guy like you should take on the role of band leader. That way, the whole band can be united!"

He scooped the ramen noodles into a bowl and then started adding the toppings.

wow——

With the rich broth poured over it, a bowl of ramen is ready.

Another customer next to her had just finished his ramen, paid the bill, and left the food cart. At this moment, only Nanon Ugetsu and the ramen chef remained at the stall.

The owner placed the bowl of noodles in front of him.

"Your face."

The soup was steaming hot, with noodles hidden at the bottom, topped with three or four slices of char siu, a half-eaten soft-boiled egg, a handful of green onions, and a ring of bright red chili oil floating on the surface of the soup like tongues of fire.

Nan Yun Yuyue picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, lowered her head, and sucked it into her mouth.

"tasty."

He praised.

The ramen chef said smugly:

"Not bad, right? I recently watched a new program and learned some ramen-making techniques. Now I believe that there is a 'way' to ramen, so my skills have improved by leaps and bounds compared to before."

"Ramen...way?"

Nan Yun Yuyue simply gulped down the noodles.

The ramen chef sat for a while, then said:

"By the way, I remember you used to write novels, right? Some students from the University of Tokyo even read one of your books. I read a bit of it myself, and it was pretty good. So why are you thinking about forming a band now?"

"It's just a hobby, but I'm still writing novels."

Nan Yun Yuyue swallowed a mouthful of char siu and looked up.

“That’s right. A young man like you who understands music and can also write is definitely a talent.”

The ramen chef gave him a thumbs up.

"No wonder so many girls are willing to form a band with you. I might even see your performance on TV someday."

Nanon Ugetsu smiled, and the ramen chef continued:

"...If there were any big corporations or large enterprises, they would make you the head of the company, which would definitely be much better than those who can't utter a single word."

"It's not that bad." Nan Yunyuyue had barely uttered a few words when the stall owner continued the conversation:

"Don't be modest. The world is a huge makeshift organization. Maybe their leader was just randomly pulled in from abroad, and he might not even have known he was going to be the leader."

"There are also large companies that appear to be making great strides, but in reality, there are countless hidden dangers within them."

“I think they’ve all made a mess of their businesses. They just rest on their laurels every day and don’t deserve to be called leaders at all.”

Nan Yun Yu Yue remained silent, only eating noodles.

The chashu at this ramen stall is really good. The meat and fat are perfectly balanced, with a crispy edge. When you chew it, it feels like your mouth is coated with a layer of warm oil, and the aroma of the meat is irresistible.

At this time of day, few students from the University of Tokyo come out. They've either already eaten in the cafeteria or will have to wait a while longer before coming out for a late-night snack.

Nan Yun Yuyue chatted casually with the stall owner, their conversation ranging from forming a band to writing a novel.

He hadn't realized before that this boss was so knowledgeable and eloquent, seemingly able to explain anything in great detail.

The stall owner sighed:

"I'm getting old. I went to Mass at church the other day and I was surprised to find that another church member had passed away. Life is so short, like morning dew. I only feel alive when I see young people like you."

"How could that be?" Nan Yun Yuyue said, swallowing the last bite of noodles. "Boss, you seem to be in very good health."

"Hahaha." The stall owner laughed heartily.

At that moment, Nan Yun Yuyue wiped her mouth, stood up, and then paid the bill.

The ramen chef hummed a tune with a touch of exotic flair and waved goodbye.

"Not many of our previous customers will come back now. You're one of them. Remember to come again next time."

"Okay." Nan Yunyuyue nodded and returned the way she came.

At the same time, he was filled with horror.

When he came to eat ramen before, he had not yet awakened the 'discipline', so there were some things he could not perceive.

However, since the power of words had already been ignited, even though it wasn't activated at this moment, it inexplicably gave him a similar feeling.

Based on her conversation with the ramen chef earlier, Nanon Ugetsu already had a guess in mind:

"It turns out it was him..."

A storm raged within him.

When I was a student at Kamogawa Chuo Junior High School, Nagumo Ugetsu would often come to his family's ramen stand for a meal.

This ramen chef has a kind face and a friendly demeanor. He must have been an incredibly handsome man when he was young. Moreover, his skills are excellent, and he has cultivated a large number of regular customers, including Nan Yun Yu Yue.

However, based on his recent experiences and his words of power, Nanon Ugetsu already knew his identity.

"Uesugoshi..."

This was the former 'Emperor' of the Snake Clan, but he has been away from the clan for a long time.

However, it seems that he enjoys this life very much, spending his days with students from the University of Tokyo, employees from nearby companies, and the owner of an izakaya (Japanese pub). He really looks like a ramen chef.

"Later, when we encounter any incidents related to the Snake-Headed Eight Families, we can consider making contact with him..."

"I wonder what kind of expressions the members of the Snake Clan will have when they see Uesugi Kotsugi..."

Nan Yun Yu Yue thought to herself.

"Moreover, I really didn't expect that the former 'Emperor' was also paying attention to my band, and even said that he had read my novel."

He smiled, finding it quite interesting.

the other side,

Watching Nan Yun Yuyue's figure disappear into the distance, the ramen chef smiled as well.

He took out his phone, sent a text message to an account he hadn't messaged in a long time, and then sat back down in his chair.

……

at the same time,

Inuyama He received a text message.

"A young person worthy of a career in the entertainment industry... what the heck?"

However, his pupils contracted when he saw the nickname of the person who sent the message.

"I go!"

Chapter 88 The Snake-Headed Eight Family Bought My Copyright (6k)

"It turned out to be him!"

A storm raged in Inuyama He's heart.

He initially thought it was just a prank, or that one of his goddaughters had sent the message to the wrong place.

After all, someone of his caliber, as the head of the Inuyama family, no longer needs to deal with the matter of discovering new talent.

Countless young girls who want to pursue a career in the entertainment industry, as well as self-proclaimed talented writers, all hope to gain their appreciation.

After all, the Inuyama family is not only involved in the sex industry, but also has its own influence in the entertainment industry as times have changed.

Under his tutelage are many performing stars and theatrical geniuses whom he personally nurtured.

If you can gain your own attention, your life on the path of acting can be described as smooth sailing.

Therefore, he no longer needed to handle such messages, which were similar to recommendation letters; the employees of his family's subsidiaries were already taking care of them.

but……

Inuyama He still lost his composure when he saw the nickname of the person who sent the message.

"I go!"

He was shocked.

The person who sent him the message was also a member of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, but his status was far higher than that of him, the head of the Inuyama family. His identity within the family was terrifying, and he was the undisputed 'Emperor'.

However, he had been separated from the family for a long time, and most of the family members had long forgotten his existence.

As for those who still know of his existence, many regard him as a disgrace to their families and do not know his whereabouts.

As the head of the Inuyama family, Inuyama He was one of the few people in Japan who knew the whereabouts of this 'Emperor'.

After all, not long ago, he personally went to the tax bureau to pay the taxes on a piece of land under his name to prevent it from being taken back by the government.

"Ugh."

He sighed softly.

Inuyama He is one of the few elderly members of the eight families of the Snake-Headed Eight Families. He lived in the last century and was much older than most of the members of the Snake-Headed Eight Families.

During his childhood and youth, countless members of his family risked their lives for this 'emperor,' until he was the only man left in the family.

Perhaps it was because of his loyalty... or perhaps it was because it was too pitiful that he was the only man left in his entire direct line of descent.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the 'Emperor' needs someone as a thread connecting him to the lingering ties between him and the Snake Clan.

Finally, for various reasons, Inuyama He still knows that the emperor named 'Uesugi Koshi' is still in Tokyo.

They hadn't been in touch for a long time. How long ago was the last time he contacted him?

Inuyama He only remembers becoming the first branch manager of the Japanese branch of Kassel College after the war.

Of course, all of this was inseparable from the help of the teacher named 'Angers'.

Even after Japan's defeat in World War II, this "Emperor" burned down his family's shrine for some reason.

Inuyama He remembered this matter clearly because he had provided all the gasoline and other items used by the 'Emperor' to burn down the shrine.

After all, since his father's death, he has been the nominal head of the Inuyama family and one of the eight heads of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, so he naturally has the authority to enter and leave the house.

Inuyama He felt no goodwill towards this war, not because he had any lofty ideals or noble ambitions, but simply because he hated everything this war had brought about.

His father was brainwashed and committed suicide after the war; his eldest sister died in a street fight; and his second sister, because of the war and to protect herself, was forced to sell her body to Americans.

As the last man in the Inuyama family, Inuyama Hei worked tirelessly for the family's affairs, enduring countless beatings from Americans.

Therefore, Inuyama He has always harbored a deep-seated aversion to this war.

Although he finally made something of himself after enduring many hardships, the tragic memories of his youth still lingered in his mind, constantly reminding him that he came from a family that was seen as making money off women.

After that incident, the Japanese movie star disappeared. With the help of his teacher named 'Angers', he finally managed to reverse the decline of his family and allowed the Inuyama family to continue to thrive to this day.

Inuyama He has never forgotten the time when, during his childhood, the Inuyama family was ridiculed as a "family that lives off women."

Therefore, with the development of the times, the Inuyama family has expanded into other fields in addition to their original business of prostitution.

Moreover, as the head of the Inuyama family, after stepping down from his position as the director of the executive bureau, he still needs to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the family's development.

From telegraphs to video recorders, then to televisions, and mobile phones... the times keep moving forward.