Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

"..."

They tried to rush onto the stage, but the stage was too high and it was difficult to succeed.

So they threw roses at Xia Mu, thousands upon thousands of roses.

Bright red, pink, and deep red snowflakes fell on the stage.

[Popularity score: 100.]

Before long, Xia Mu saw his popularity score jump from 60 to 100.

From the end of the nightclub incident until now, the fermentation has only reached 60, or 600 ordinary people's liking.

But here, he easily won over most people...most women.

[Popularity score: 150.]

Xia Mu was stunned for a moment, then realized that this instantaneous increase in the increment of 10 came from the mixed-race people.

He glanced at the audience and felt that the possibility of Chu Zihang and Chen Motong making contributions was very small; they were most likely hybrids from the Snake Clan.

Of course, it's also possible that Erii's popularity will bring a lot of traffic from across the ocean.

Now, she must have already uploaded that song as he instructed.

"If this place could stay, it would bring in so much business..."

The host looked at Xia Mu with great longing.

Just then, an instruction tone suddenly came through the earpiece.

His eyes suddenly lit up…

"According to industry practice, there is only one thing that can help Xia Mu stay in our warm family!"

The host was wearing wings and was suspended high in the air by steel cables.

"It is love! Your love!"

He shouted frantically, "Only your love and votes can keep him here!"

Xia Mu's face under the mask turned green.

No one would want to stay here. He's not like Caesar, that lunatic, who has no interest in any work that comforts women!

He suddenly felt very glad that he was wearing a mask.

"What nonsense is he spouting?!"

Yuan Zhisheng flew into a rage and was about to kick the host, but someone grabbed his shoulder.

"Chishin, don't rush."

Tachibana Masamune pulled him aside and said slowly, "Isn't this better?"

"What's so great about him?!" Genjiro exclaimed angrily. "Kimichi is only here to perform once, how can he be getting paid for this kind of thing! He's the head of the Uesugi family! He's...my younger brother! How can he do this kind of job?!"

Tachibana Masamune's hand remained firmly gripping his wrist: "Chisei, I thought you had made up your mind when you arranged those two performance venues for Koki, but I didn't expect you to just naively think you could fool the academy commissioner and then fulfill Koki's wish..."

Genjiro's anger faltered, and he looked at Tachibana Masamune with some uncertainty: "Dad, do you mean we should have let Koki continue in the first place?"

“Anyway, it’s not like we’re asking Koki to do anything. He just sings here every day,” Tachibana Masamune said, glancing at Chu Zihang not far away and Chen Motong on the other side. “These two specialists can’t stay for long. All they can report in the end is that Koki has been working at the host club. Do you think Angers would let someone who works in this kind of profession work as a host?”

Yuan Zhisheng twitched the corner of his mouth: "But this will completely ruin Xiaomu's reputation in the family."

"Does Xiao Mu still have any reputation in the family?"

Tachibana Masamune retorted, "Is it better to play games during a meeting or to suddenly go for a bath?"

Yuan Zhisheng opened his mouth, but was speechless.

“Reputation means nothing to him,” Tachibana Masamune said softly.

Genji turned around and looked at the dazzling Natsuki on the stage, his heart wavering.

"Now, let's announce the number of flower tickets—"

The host shouted, "Let's see how much support Xia Mu's entrance show got!"

The audience quieted down considerably.

These women are all regular customers, so they naturally know the industry rule that getting a thousand flower tickets upon graduation will allow them to stay.

The host tore open the envelope, scanned the audience, and shouted in the tone of announcing the Oscars: "Xia Mu has received... 2,320 flower tickets!"

“Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh——”

The frenzied woman screamed as if she wanted to lift the roof off.

"Mumu, can I buy you flower tickets?"

Meanwhile, at the edge of the stage, Erii was tugging at Natsuki's sleeve and asking a question.

Xia Mu was speechless: "Why are you buying me flower tickets?"

"I want you to stay."

Erii's bright eyes blinked: "That way I won't lose track of you."

Xia Mu's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"How many do you want to buy?" he asked in a low voice.

"Are 100,000 copies enough?" Erii asked uncertainly.

"One hundred thousand sheets..."

Xia Mu murmured something, his gaze towards her becoming complicated.

Until I saw her pull out her checkbook…

"Wait, wait, 100,000 checks would cost 100 million yen, and this checkbook would probably only be useful if my name was written on it." Xia Mu stopped her.

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Erii paused for a moment, then stuffed the checkbook into his hand and took out a bank card from her pocket: "Then I'll use this."

Xia Mu snatched the card back, exasperated: "That card contains my money."

Erii blinked: "But this is my name now."

Xia Mu: "..."

Although he did have that much money in his account, spending it here still pained him deeply.

That's an endorsement fee for a year, okay...?

"Don't buy any more. If I were still here, I wouldn't need to buy any flower tickets. If I'm not here, buying flower tickets won't do any good," Xia Mu said softly.

Erii raised her dark red eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly: "What if one day I can't find you anymore?"

Xia Mu shrugged without hesitation: "If you can't find me, then just live a good life."

Erii's fingers trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes: "But... in this world, only you know who I am. Without you, no one else will know who I am..."

"Maybe the spell will be broken when I'm gone..."

As soon as Natsuki said it casually, he saw glistening tears rolling down Erii's smooth little face.

"Uh…"

He was startled: "I was just saying."

"Isn't it true?" Erii asked.

Xia Mu quickly shook his head: "Fake! Fake!"

Erii sniffed.

"Oh…"

Chapter Thirty Chu Zihang: What's your relationship?

"That girl looks familiar."

Chen Motong asked Ying beside him, "Who is she?"

"Xia Liyi".

Sakura didn't look to the side, not even glancing at Genjiro.

"Xia Liyi?"

Upon closer inspection, Chen Motong exclaimed in realization, "It really is! I never expected that the person who's making headlines all the time was kidnapped by you guys."

"We didn't tie her up, she did it herself..."

Sakura suddenly stopped.

"What about herself?" Chen Motong continued to probe.

Sakura said expressionlessly, "I don't know the specifics either. I'm just a retainer of the young master."

Chen Motong nodded and stood up: "Let's go."

"Where to?" Sakura frowned.

Chen Motong said matter-of-factly, "Of course we'll meet him somewhere else, and he'll leave immediately."

Sakura looked over and realized that some women were already trying to run backstage, and the scene was in chaos.

As expected, Natsuki grabbed Erii's wrist and quickly squeezed towards the backstage exit.

"This way."

However, their fear of being surrounded was completely unfounded. There were twenty or thirty inconspicuous people backstage who silently formed a human wall, separating all the women and allowing their Uesugi family head to successfully drag the beautiful girl away.

"Natsuki."

As soon as Natsuki and Erii stepped out of the elevator at the parking lot, they were blocked.

It wasn't really a traffic jam; it was just a young man with a backpack waiting by the elevator.

"Chu Zihang?"

Xia Mu was taken aback.