Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Genjiro saw this scene silently through the rearview mirror.

"As expected of an S-rank, he's truly unpredictable," Genji thought to himself.

……

As night fell, the luxury convoy stopped in front of the black crystal-like building.

Through the window, Lu Mingfei saw the giant neon sign hanging in the night sky—"Tamamo-no-Mae Club".

Tamamo-no-Mae... Lu Mingfei knew this name, or rather, most otaku would be familiar with it. In Japanese mythology, Daji fled from China to Japan and bewitched the emperor at the time, but was seen through by the great Onmyoji Abe no Seimei. In the end, she was killed by an army of 500,000 and several thousand monks and Onmyoji.

Lu Mingfei's expression was somewhat strange.

The fox spirit, known for her beauty, is now being used on the signboard of a club. It's easy to guess that this club's main business is not something as refined as tea ceremony or Go.

"Senior Brother Yuan, what are we doing here? Shouldn't we be taken to the welcome reception or hotel first?" Lu Mingfei asked Yuan Zhisheng in the driver's seat.

Sakura had already gotten out of the car and opened the car door for him and Genjiro.

Yuan Zhisheng and Lu Mingfei got out of the car together: "This is the welcome reception. As for the hotel, please rest assured, there are rooms available for overnight stays."

"I can't rest easy knowing you're saying that," Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

Aren't we here to discuss legitimate business?

Lu Mingfei thought about it carefully and realized that he might be overthinking things. After all, although certain special services are common when entertaining clients, this was a branch of the academy in Japan. It couldn't be that lewd, could it? It should be an ordinary high-end club with a rather unusual name.

This idea only lasted until Lu Mingfei walked through the door.

It is ethereal and translucent, like the crystal world described in Buddhist scriptures.

The floor is seamlessly constructed from crystal glass, with five-colored lights changing beneath your feet, while the sky above features elegant wooden pillars and red-ivory eaves, with vermilion wooden staircases spiraling along the four walls. Anyone stepping into Tamamo-no-Mae for the first time experiences a sense of unreality, feeling as if they are soaring in the glow of the sunset.

Girls dressed in maple-red kimonos lined up on the dance floor, their skin as delicate and beautiful as golden silk. The mythical nine-tailed fox spirit Tamamo-no-Mae was entirely golden; even emperors could not resist her golden body. Tamamo-no-Mae had dancers apply gold powder to recreate the myth.

Their golden bodies still had faint patterns, which upon closer inspection turned out to be small poems written in Japanese. Before applying the gold powder, the girls had stickers on their bodies. After applying the gold powder, they peeled off the stickers, leaving the poems on their bodies. Each person's poems were different, and together they formed a complete Diamond Sutra.

As the music began, the golden dancers sang and danced energetically, dozens of pairs of long golden legs stretching out graceful arcs, dazzling the eyes under the lights. Faint gold dust drifted and refracted light, covering the scene with a hazy, dreamlike filter.

The band was located on the second floor. They were girls dressed in traditional kimonos with wide necklines, revealing their fair and smooth skin. They were just as beautiful as the golden dancers.

Lu Mingfei stood at the door, dumbfounded.

Several girls with golden hair suddenly broke away from the group and walked towards Lu Mingfei. Their skirts were shorter than the other girls', and they had been moving more gently on the dance floor to avoid accidentally revealing their underwear.

They walked gracefully forward, their kimonos having only one sleeve, and their bare arms draped over Lu Mingfei, either linking their arms with his or wrapping their arms around his chest and waist.

Surrounded by a forest of beautiful women, Lu Mingfei admitted that he was somewhat enjoying it, but his body was also a little stiff, and a thought popped into his head without his noticing—Oh my god, the Diamond Sutra is here to kidnap me!

He stiffly turned his head to look at Yuan Zhisheng: "Senior Brother Yuan, this is..."

"This is a welcome reception prepared for you, Junior Brother. Please follow me. The reception is on the third floor," Yuan Zhisheng said.

Lu Mingfei was silent.

I never expected your Japanese branch to be like this.

……

Su Jiannan and his group were seated on the second floor for reception, while Lu Mingfei, surrounded by girls, followed Yuan Zhisheng up to the third floor.

At the end of the corridor, the door slowly opened, and the girls were bathed in light.

"いらっしゃいませ." The girls bowed together, their long hair hanging down and the ends graceful like hooks.

This is a simple Japanese-style room with wooden latticework made of white paper on all four sides. In the center of the room is a long table with a copper basin filled with clear water, sprinkled with cherry blossom petals. The room is extremely minimalist, decorated only with young girls as its theme.

The moment Lu Mingfei stepped through the door, the girls who had been surrounding him retreated, like butterflies that had been alighting on a flower. Suddenly, the butterflies scattered, leaving behind a fragrant trail of pink butterflies.

Lu Mingfei looked down at himself.

Genji stood aside, thinking to himself that the Inuyama family was indeed in the sex industry. Even women would be turned gay by this kind of display. How many men could resist such temptation?

This should make it much easier to get information out of Lu Mingfei, Yuan Zhisheng thought to himself.

"Senior Brother Yuan, do you have any clean clothes here?" Lu Mingfei asked.

The girls in the room, as well as Genjiro and Sakura standing next to Lu Mingfei, were all stunned for a moment—Are you in such a hurry? Even if you want to do something, shouldn't you at least talk first?

Immediately, under everyone's gaze, Lu Mingfei pulled up the gold dust stain left on his clothes by the girl's skin and said with distress, "My clothes are dirty, I need to change them."

The house suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, realizing that what he had said might have been a problem, and quickly added to Yuan Zhisheng, "Senior Brother Yuan, I'm not upset that the girls got my clothes dirty. I thought their way of welcoming me was pretty good, even if it got my clothes dirty, it was worth it..."

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly had a premonition that the task of getting information out of Lu Mingfei might be far more difficult than he had imagined.

……

As it turned out, Genjiro's premonition was correct.

He and Lu Mingfei sat facing each other at opposite ends of a long table. He was alone with Sakura, while Lu Mingfei was surrounded by all sorts of beautiful girls. However, he only chatted happily with one of the girls who had a slightly chubby face.

Yuan Zhisheng could see the reason at a glance, because among the girls surrounding Lu Mingfei, only that girl had a good understanding of anime culture, and therefore had a lot in common with Lu Mingfei.

Surrounded by girls, Lu Mingfei thought to himself that the Japanese branch's hospitality was a bit too enthusiastic.

Lu Mingfei even suspected that if he had sent over his list of hobbies before he came, the Japanese branch might have held a special cosplay convention for him as a welcome party, with the venue full of beautiful girls dressed in various cosplay outfits.

Yuan Zhisheng sat opposite Lu Mingfei, troubled by his target's abnormal behavior and pondering a solution. When he turned his head, he saw Ying sitting next to him staring at him. Her fair and pretty face surpassed that of any other girl in the room. Under the clean light, her eyes were clear and bright, reflecting his own face.

"What's wrong?" Genji asked in a low voice.

“No, it’s nothing,” Sakura lowered her head. “I’m sorry, young master, it was my rudeness.”

Even as Lu Mingfei was inwardly complaining about how Japanese branches were being treated in such a distinctly Japanese way, a sudden commotion downstairs disrupted the somewhat pink atmosphere in the room.

Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly, stood up, and bowed: "I'm sorry, I'll go downstairs to take care of this."

Lu Mingfei quickly stood up: "Me too, me too."

Being surrounded by beautiful girls is indeed enjoyable, but it's also very nerve-wracking. Lu Mingfei sat there feeling as stiff as a zombie; he could be sent to Uncle Nine's movies for a cameo role if he wore a Qing Dynasty official's robe.

Following Yuan Zhisheng out of the room, Lu Mingfei could directly overlook the lobby on the first floor from the third floor.

Security personnel were lying on the floor of the lobby, rolling around groaning. Some of the girls who had been dancing on the dance floor were hiding in the corners, hugging each other, while others screamed and ran up the stairs, their legs flying and revealing glimpses of their bodies.

A tall, handsome young man in black, carrying a sheathed Japanese sword, was grabbing the girls one by one. He would stare at each girl's face for a few seconds before letting her go and grabbing the next one.

Rather than saying he was being a pervert and molesting a girl, it was more like a rabbit farmer picking up his rabbits and checking them one by one for cleft lip disease.

On the third floor, Yuan Zhisheng's face was as cold as ice. Just as he was about to jump down and capture the troublemaker, he saw Lu Mingfei take two steps forward with a look of surprise, lean on the third-floor railing, and shout down, "Senior Brother Chu? Is that you?"

The young man who was inspecting the rabbits in the lobby on the first floor suddenly stopped, turned around, and revealed a handsome face that Lu Mingfei knew all too well.

The two looked at each other.

"Lu Mingfei?"

"It really is you, Senior Brother Chu!"

Yuan Zhisheng, standing to the side, looked at Lu Mingfei, then at Chu Zihang, his head full of question marks.

134. Chapter 133: The Demons and Momotaro Rice Balls?

In a room on the third floor of the Tamamo-no-Mae Club in Tokyo, Japan.

The room that had previously been used to entertain Lu Mingfei was already quite simple, with only a long table, water, flower petals, and radiant girls. But this room was even simpler, with snow-white walls surrounding a high-quality handmade tatami mat. Four people were kneeling on the tatami mat, each with a cup of tea in front of them, and nothing else.

This is a special room with the best soundproofing measures. The hollow walls are filled with three kinds of soundproofing materials, so even if you drill into the floor with an impact drill, you won't hear any sound from the outside.

Generally speaking, this place is usually empty year-round, but it will be temporarily decorated according to the needs of guests. It can be a living room, bedroom, disco, or even a kitchen.

However, the people inside today don't have any special needs; they just need a quiet and private place to talk.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang sat side by side, while opposite them sat Yuan Zhisheng and Ying, also side by side.

"Let me introduce you. This is Chu Zihang, the current president of the Lionheart Society in the academy, a super A-level hybrid," Lu Mingfei said.

"Nice to meet you." Yuan Zhisheng nodded to Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang nodded in response.

One of them resembles a samurai sword, and the other resembles a frozen samurai sword.

"Senior brother, what are you doing here?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously. "Did your mission take you to Japan? Why didn't you tell me?"

He had mentioned to Chu Zihang that he would be coming to Japan a long time ago during a casual chat. Logically speaking, since Senior Brother Chu had taken on a mission in Japan, he should have told him about it, and maybe he could be of help.

Lu Mingfei asked this question partly out of curiosity, and partly because Chu Zihang really needed to explain. After all, it would be hard to justify his sudden intrusion into Tamamo-no-Mae, injuring the security guards, and then "molesting" the working girls one by one without a plausible reason.

But before Chu Zihang could speak, Yuan Zhisheng shook his head: "Impossible. Although the missions of the academy headquarters are distributed to all parts of the world, they usually do not include Japan, because the Japanese branch is capable of handling all dragon-related incidents that occur in Japan."

His implication was that the Japanese branch enjoys a high degree of autonomy, and the main campus would not easily interfere in matters related to Japan.

After Yuan Zhisheng, Chu Zihang also shook his head and said, "My initial mission destination was not Japan."

"Initially?" Lu Mingfei grasped the key point.

“My mission is to investigate an organization in Spain, Europe, that researches bloodline evolution drugs,” Chu Zihang paused, then added, “but like all evolution drugs on the market, it doesn’t steadily enhance the user’s bloodline; instead, it causes it to go out of control. In the process of falling into the Deadpool, the hybrid’s power will increase, and after a brief period of strength, it will completely transform into a Deadpool.”

“I stormed their stronghold and captured one of the leaders. Through his confession and the documents in the stronghold, I was able to determine that the supporters behind this organization were from Japan. They received technical and financial support from a mixed-race organization in Japan to conduct experiments for them in Spain, including human experiments.”

“I followed the clues to Japan and found a suspicious woman. She had information about the organization that was researching bloodline evolution drugs, but she quickly found me, destroyed the information and fled. I followed the clues she left behind and found this place,” Chu Zihang said. “She may have other clues on her, and she may have infiltrated the female employees as a cover.”

A mission to chase someone from Europe to Japan? Lu Mingfei couldn't help but sigh that he was indeed his senior brother Chu. Being targeted by him with such a relentless spirit meant that no matter who the enemy was, they were bound to be in deep trouble.

Yuan Zhisheng's expression changed slightly.

He believed Chu Zihang's words because there was indeed an organization in Japan that was particularly obsessed with "bloodline evolution potions"—the Oni Clan.

Because they inherited the blood of the White King, the hybrids of the Snake Clan often have a high proportion of bloodline. However, since the White King symbolizes the element of "spirit", even if the proportion of dragon blood in the hybrids with the White King's bloodline exceeds the critical limit, they will not degenerate into dead servants and completely lose themselves. Instead, they will become violent and bloodthirsty, controlled by the desires that expand with the dragon blood, and recklessly use ordinary people to satisfy any of their desires.

These people are collectively called "ghosts." Although they retain human intelligence and memory, can use the power of words, and are capable of thinking, they are controlled by desires.

The Snake Clan has been quietly purging those who have fallen into demonhood, just like how the Academy slays the Samurai.

The "demons" banded together to survive under the pursuit of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, forming an organization called the "Fierce Demon Clan." They all shared the same bloodline but were also mortal enemies.

The members of the Demon Clan have an extraordinary obsession with bloodline evolution drugs. For other hybrids, bloodline evolution drugs are highly poisonous; the price of a temporary increase in power is quickly turning them into death servants. They are generally only used as a desperate means of fighting to the death when one is determined to die.

However, for the Ghost Clan, they are not easily turned into Deadpools. Instead, they can recklessly enhance their bloodline. Even if they take bloodline evolution drugs and their bloodline goes further out of control, they will only become more violent ghosts.

Therefore, under the continuous suppression of the Snake Clan, it is quite logical for the Demon Clan to "outsource" part of their research on bloodline evolution drugs and human experimentation to hybrid organizations in other countries.