Dragon Raja: Reboot

Shinjuku area.

Kabukicho.

The sky and earth were dark, the rain was pouring down, and the streets were deserted, with only the cold wind blowing around.

Lu Mingfei strolled along, holding an umbrella.

He carried the gifts, his gaze almost vacant, reflecting the gray sky.

He suddenly put down his umbrella, tilted his head back, and let the cold rain fall on his face, the gray raindrops entering his pupils.

In his eyes, every detail of the rain was clearly visible, and the sound of each raindrop hitting the ground was exceptionally clear; everything in the world seemed to be at his fingertips.

This is power and authority.

He held the power that countless people dreamed of, and even had the capacity to share that power with others, but his heart remained empty. Even though he followed the path of his previous life to make up for some regrets, there was still an unfillable black hole in his heart.

"Brother." A clear, melodious voice called out.

Lu Mingfei looked down and saw Lu Mingze approaching with an umbrella.

"Brother, are you doing charity?" The little devil scratched his head. "You chose six ghosts, rewrote their bloodlines, and promised them friendship, freedom, a future, bloodlines, power, and family. And then you went to a... toy store? That girl had no connection to you whatsoever; you just happened to pass through her life, yet you meticulously fabricated an identity as an Onmyoji (yin-yang master), and even had me arrange a wonderful 'accident' for her, so she could win a big prize and go abroad to study... Brother, making money is hard!"

The little devil sighed and expressed extreme condemnation of his brother's licentious and incompetent behavior.

Lu Mingfei didn't care at all. He looked up at the other end of the street and chuckled, "Not six, but seven. Heroic Spirits have seven classes."

"Oh, where is the seventh ghost? Do you want me to contact him for you? Also, brother, what are you going to promise him this time?" The little devil sighed.

"victory."

Lu Mingze paused for a moment, then picked at his ear and asked, "What did you say, brother?"

"It's a victory," Lu Mingfei repeated.

The little devil asked curiously, "What victory?"

Lu Mingfei said softly, "Last time he bet on me to win, and this time I hope he can bet on me to win too."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingze's eyes widened immediately, and he became excited.

I was very concerned when my brother told me about this a few days ago. I never thought that there would be someone in this world who was even more sycophantic than me!

He leaned closer, clinging to his brother's leg with a pitiful expression, and said, "Brother, which capable person has such good judgment? Tell me quickly, and I'll go and kill him right now! How dare he try to steal my title as the number one lackey! It's simply intolerable!"

Lu Mingfei patted his head helplessly and gently scolded, "Stop fooling around."

He turned around and glanced in the direction he had come from.

He came from that direction, passed a toy store, and encountered an old friend he had met before.

The old friends are still here, and that's good enough.

He hoped that this time, the girl named Aso Makoto could leave Tokyo soon and take her grandmother to study at a university abroad.

That way, she wouldn't get caught up in gangster incidents because of three idiots and end up dying tragically on the street, losing her life because of unrealistic dreams.

Once you lose your life, you have nothing left.

Dreams, love, family... all vanished like bubbles, gone forever as you closed your eyes.

Only those who are alive have the right to have all of this.

Lu Mingfei silently looked up, sensing the gloom between heaven and earth.

"Brother...are you going to see that girl?"

With his eyes closed, Lu Mingze empathized with Lu Mingfei's sorrow and bewilderment, and finally revealed the true purpose of his visit.

"If seeing that girl will make you feel better, then go see her."

Lu Mingze looked up, a bright smile on his face, and handed him the black umbrella.

A black sedan cut through the rain and silently pulled up beside Lu Mingfei.

A voluptuous woman wearing sunglasses got out of the car and opened the door for him, welcoming his arrival.

Lu Mingfei stared blankly at his younger brother.

Lu Mingze's smile was clear and pure, still radiating warmth like sunshine even in the rain.

He took the black umbrella from his younger brother and silently sat down in the back seat.

The blinding headlights illuminated the black sedan, which pierced the rain like a sword and drove off in its predetermined direction.

The man in the back seat sat upright, his expression solemn and dignified, and the deep breathing revealed his turbulent inner state.

……

……

The main branch of the Snake-Headed Eight Families.

Genji frowned and asked, "Where's Erii?"

Crow, the number one henchman, cautiously said from the side, "Miss has secretly run away from home again."

Yuan Zhisheng smiled wryly, rubbed his temples with a headache, and sighed.

He stood up, walked to the French windows, gazed at the Tokyo Tower in the distance, and said quietly, "Normally I let her play around as much as she wants, but on rainy days I shouldn't let her get soaked outside. I should go pick her up."

"Yes!" Crow pulled Yaksha along, and Yaksha pulled Sakura along. The three of them quickly walked out of the office.

"Where is Miss now?" Yaksha asked in a low voice.

The crow rolled its eyes and said, "Where else could she be? The furthest Miss has ever run is beyond the intersection; she's still squatting by the roadside!"

Yaksha was speechless.

I've never seen a young lady skip home like this before; she skips home three times a week.

The shortest she ever went was when the waiter spotted her as soon as she stepped out of the bedroom door, and she obediently walked back into the room with her head down. The furthest she ever went was just a short distance from the headquarters building; any further, and it seemed the young lady lost her way...

Sakura suddenly spoke up, "Who brought an umbrella?"

The three stopped abruptly. The two rough-looking men looked at each other and then shrugged together.

Sakura wasn't surprised at all, and turned around, saying, "Wait for me a moment!"

After saying that, she disappeared around the corner.

The crow whistled and whispered in praise, "When choosing a wife, one should choose a virtuous and loving woman like Sakura."

Yaksha agreed, "Only when a man marries a virtuous and loving wife can he fight without restraint!"

"Hey!"

The two like-minded guys punched each other, baring their teeth and grinning.

……

Erii squatted by the roadside, clutching a box, and looked up at the gray sky, the gray rain falling into her clear eyes.

Her profile was breathtakingly beautiful in the rain; her long eyelashes were covered with water droplets, as were her delicate nose, and her clear pupils reflected the city in the rain.

The city remains beautiful even in the rain, like a graceful woman veiled in a light gauze.

The wind whipped up a fine rain that sprinkled down the entire long street, while the streetlights in the distance cast a dim, yellowish glow.

Erii stared blankly at the world before her. The dim yellow lights transformed the rain-soaked city into a romantic sea, which also reflected in her eyes.

Until a black umbrella suddenly appeared in Erii's field of vision.

A strange man stood beside her, holding an umbrella.

He came with an umbrella, but he was soaked to the bone.

Erii wasn't afraid; she just looked curiously at the person who had suddenly appeared beside her.

The man squatted down beside her with an umbrella, keeping a certain distance from her, but the umbrella was tilted towards her, leaving half of his body soaked in the rain.

He didn't look at her or say anything; he just kept his head down, staring at the rushing water at his feet.

Erii tilted her head, but could only see the man's profile.

She followed his gaze and looked down, finally seeing the man's blurry face in the flowing water.

Under the dim yellow streetlights.

Their gazes met in the reflection on the water.

A torrential downpour swept across the land.

The water flows mightily beneath our feet.

The world was so quiet; the rain curtain blocked out all noise, and in the silent world, it seemed that there were only two people squatting by the roadside.

They didn't say a word to each other, just looked down at the rushing water at their feet, at the romantic city reflected in the water, and enjoyed the quiet world.

This world has you.