Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

"I don't have time to accompany you today."

Uh-huh~!

Eri shook her head, put the notebook away, flipped through a few pages, and pointed her most frequently used phrases at her brother.

"Brother, walk slowly."

"Ah, I'm leaving." Yuan Zhisheng pushed the door open suddenly, and then slowly closed it.

As far as the peripheral vision could reach, there was red hair that was gradually swallowed up by the slightly dim light in the room.

He looked sharply as he passed by the aerosol door that was being assembled, ignoring the nods and bows of the workers and researchers passing by.

Coming towards me was the beautiful Sakura, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes, then was hidden deep in her heart.

The burly Yaksha and the somewhat gloomy Yaksha remained silent and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"Don't make that expression," Yuan Zhisheng said in a low voice, looking across the two of them.

"It has nothing to do with you that this matter has developed to this point."

"If I must say it, it's because I was not thoughtful enough and overestimated my current position."

"But from now on, we will be even busier."

Gen Chisei took the black windbreaker from Sakura's hand and draped it over his shoulders.

With a flash of his body, the Spider Cut and Boy Cut in Crow's hand turned into a blade shadow and hung on the young master's waist.

"For the greater good!" Yuan Zhisheng whispered.

The colorful ukiyo-e painting on the lining floated down in the wind, mixed with the boy's sonorous voice, "It's also for Eri's future!"

Sakura Yabuki's eyes were bright, and she suppressed the excitement in her eyes and mouth, and just murmured in her heart.

It is worthy of their Amaterasu!

The girl quickly followed Yuan Zhisheng, took out her iPad and whispered, already playing the role of secretary.

"Young Master, the target of this mission is in Kabukicho, and it is suspected to be a ghost who has lost his mind. He has committed no less than seven murders in the past half month. Most of the victims are married young women. The murderer's DNA has been detected in their bodies and his information has been confirmed. According to the profiling of factors such as the time of the crime, the murderer is likely to commit another crime today. I think I can be the bait."

"Young Master, you are now motivated, which is rare now." Yasha lowered his head and muttered to his beloved friend, "You were so lazy before."

"Maybe he was pissed off by the other clan's patriarch," Crow guessed in a low voice, and explained it from another angle.

"But it's also a good thing. If the young master is motivated, his status and reputation will rise faster."

"If this continues, in another year or two, I'm sure no one will dare to disobey the young master's words."

"Is it really for the sake of justice and Miss Uesugi?" Yasha couldn't help but murmured.

"It seems so," Crow shrugged, then rolled his eyes slyly and covered his mouth with his hands to smirk, "But the young master's dream must be a great motivation."

"Selling sunscreen?" Yaksha felt like crying but had no tears.

Even now, he couldn't believe that Tian Zhaoming, who was highly regarded by many people in the Yaqi family, had the biggest dream of selling sunscreen on foreign beaches.

What's more, this young master was really studying the values ​​of various sunscreens, and his expression was much more serious than when he was slaying demons.

As a subordinate, he is strictly speaking a subordinate in this life, but a burly man like him who only knows how to fight and kill is really not suitable for this job.

A burly man with tattoos on his arms went to the beach to sell sunscreen. It was good enough that he didn't destroy the sign!

"Crow, if I say that if one day the young master really fulfills the family's cause and wants to sell sunscreen, do you really plan to follow him?" Yaksha was a little worried about his future.

"I have to consider the situation on my father's side."

Crow glanced at the girl who followed the young master closely, held the back of his head and murmured,

"Go."

After all, Sakura will go with you.

"But Yasha, we don't have the right to refuse."

The door was closed for a long, long time, blocking out the bright light outside and the noise of construction.

Eri knelt quietly on the little yellow duck sofa, not moving.

Although I didn’t get the things in the small box, it made it a little difficult to know when I could take the step to knock on the door from a distance.

But in fact, she was still very happy today, happier than ever before.

That's why he cooperated so well with the physical examination and injection, and curiously visited the laboratory that he used to hate.

I was happy because I was going to fight Sakura in the evening, and also because my brother had removed the iron gate outside the door, so that the view in front of me was suddenly open.

When she came back, she saw another big door. She was actually very angry when she heard her brother arguing with the woman.

I was so angry that I wanted the door to die quickly.

But she finally gave up.

Because if she used the power of the monster like that, even her brother would blame her.

My brother is a big lazy bum, but he's also the kind of lazy bum that Eri likes.

She didn't want to make her brother sad, so she didn't use the power to kill Damen, so she held her brother's hand and wrote the words "Everything is for justice".

But Eri knew that she actually didn't understand that "greater justice".

She only knew that whenever her brother was sad, tired, or down, he would cheer up a little as long as he said that word.

Yes, that's enough for her to know.

Eri doesn't understand the greater good, but she knows that saying that will definitely make her brother better.

Eri doesn't understand the greater good, but she remembers her brother always saying that when the greater good is accomplished, she can go out and play.

The world is big, and she didn't have any particular place she wanted to go before, so she didn't think justice was such a good thing.

But things are different now. If the great cause her brother talked about is realized, she might be able to go to Sakura's country and let Sakura be her tour guide.

Thinking about it this way, Eri suddenly felt that Dayi was a really good thing.

I can make my brother happy and also see Sakura.

Even she wanted the great cause to be realized soon.

Eri held a pencil and tapped on her notebook, but she couldn't imagine what Dayi looked like.

She simply drew a simple sketch of Gen Chisei smiling, with Eri herself and her toys next to her.

Eri paused, trying to picture what Sakura looked like.

She poked her cheek with a pencil, frowned, and thought carefully.

What will Sakura look like?

My brother said Sakura is a girl.

So is she taller than Eri, or shorter than Eri?

Is she fatter than Eri, or thinner than Eri?

What color are your eyes? Is your hair long or short? What is your favorite food?

Speaking of eating

Eiry tilted her head, lay on the little yellow duck, and swung her legs back and forth.

Does Sakura eat more than Eri?

After all, my brother told me that she seems to eat much more than the average person.

What kind of person is Sakura?

If you really see her, would you be afraid of this little monster?

Will he be like the nurse just now, speaking to her in a low voice?

Or is he like that uncle who looks like the boss and won't even look her in the eye?

Or maybe he was like the bad guy who pushed the door just now, lowering his head and not even daring to look at the hem of her clothes, but she was obviously the one being bullied.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 181 Dangerous Ideas

Eri suddenly felt an inexplicable sourness in her eyes. It was a feeling she first experienced at the intersection in Tokyo during the drizzle that day. It had occurred several times since then, often accompanied by heart-wrenching pain.

The girl subconsciously touched her sore and swollen chest and guessed with her lips pursed.

When she had this thought, she felt a little uneasy.

Would her first friend, Sakura, think it would be better to lock her in a room like this, like everyone else?

Rustling rustling——!

Xiu's hands gently pinched the pencil, leaving a black mark on the paper.

She tried to dispel the anxiety in her heart through the present method.

The sleeping brother, Eri sitting with her toys, and the image of Sakura that Eri imagined.

She really couldn't imagine what kind of person Sakura would be.

So he crookedly drew a cherry blossom that he had seen in an anime next to the stick figure drawing of himself, like a doodle.

Eri bit her lower lip over and over again, and for the first time, a desire arose in her heart.

I really want to meet Sakura?

If it's Sakura, would she be afraid of her too?

Maybe you will get the answer once you meet him.

Eri stretched the long, disordered thread on the paper, entwining her own sketch, which symbolized her brother, with the cherry blossom. No one knew what it meant.

It was not until she separated the silk thread into thin branches and drew a stick figure of a PSP game console that the meaning of the whole painting became clear - Eri's brother, Eri's toys, Eri herself, Sakura, who was unknown what she looked like, and the game that linked Sakura and Eri together.

"Brother and Eriya and Sakura's painting."

Eri gently named the sketch, lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, whispering in her heart,

If only Sakura could come to her.

Eri thought for a long time, then looked at the quartz clock hanging on the wall.

The second hand beats again and again in front of my eyes, rings in my ears, accompanied by the sound of my heartbeat, pushing time towards the future.

Tokyo time: 7:32.

Eiry pursed her lips and couldn't help but think to herself.

so slow.

There are still thirteen hours and twenty-eight minutes until nine o'clock here on Eri's side.

The girl unreasonably blamed time for being naughty, completely unaware that time, the elf, is the most ruthless monster in the world.

Why can't time go faster?

Time goes so slowly, and Sakura goes so slowly too.

She glanced at the crooked game console not far away, blinked her eyes eagerly, and then quickly suppressed them.

I really want to play games.

But I'm also afraid that I won't be able to muster all my energy and strength when fighting against Sakura.

If we lose because of this, it would be a loss.

But apart from playing games, Eri didn't remember doing anything else in this room in the past.

So she had nothing to do, which was rare. She scratched on the notebook and wrote a few lines of casual words, accompanied by the childish and crisp sound in her heart.

"When Sakura is not online"

Rustling rustling——!

Eri turned over and sprawled out on the soft sofa.

The softness of the shrine maiden's costume was fully demonstrated under the invitation of gravity, squeezing out all the air and gaps on the body, and tightly sticking to every inch of Eri's delicate body.

The obedient head touched the floor, and the hair spread out like a blooming flower, emitting a faint fragrance.