Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Sekiro

"I'm sorry, you lost again." Genji smiled slightly.

Suddenly, his phone, which was on the kotatsu table, vibrated and the screen lit up; a new text message had arrived.

He glanced at the text message, his expression changed abruptly, he put down the controller, and stood up from the tatami mat.

"I'm sorry, Erii, let's call it a day." He picked up his phone and put it in his bag.

"Are you leaving? When are you coming back?" Erii held up a sticky note for Genji to see.

"I don't know. I'm going to Hokkaido this time, it'll take at least two days." Genji said softly, "Eri, be good, okay? If anything happens, just ring the bell, and someone will help you."

"I want to go out and play too." Erii held up her notebook and looked silently at Genjiro.

"I'm not going out to play, I'm going to do a very dangerous job." Yuan Zhisheng sighed, looking at the girl's face with some heartache.

He also longed for Erii to go out like a normal girl, go to school, sing karaoke with her friends, drink milk tea, go shopping, and watch movies.

It's too dangerous to let Erii go out. She can't control her power at all. When she was a child, her cries could damage the surrounding environment, and her unintentional words could hurt people who were close to her.

Erii used to have a personal maid, but due to her power going out of control, the maid's arm was injured and necrotic, and she had to have it amputated. Since then, Erii has not had a personal maid.

Moreover, her bloodline is very unstable, and if she does not receive regular serum injections, her life may be in danger.

The safest place is inside the Genji Heavy Industries building. There are complete facilities to ensure her health and prevent accidents from happening. There is also a dedicated team to ensure that her needs are met and that she does not go on an emotional rampage.

Although the shrine maiden looks frail, when she gets serious, she can turn Tokyo into ruins in just a few hours.

"I'll be good, goodbye." Erii held up the notebook and nodded.

"I know Erii is the best girl. I'll play with you a lot when I get back." Genji forced a smile and hurriedly left the room.

He broke his promise again; he said we'd have fun for an hour, but only twenty minutes had passed.

But the murderer is still at large, and Genjiro must uphold justice and seek redress for the dead; this is something that must be done by him.

"Young Master, the carriage is ready." Sakura handed the Dojigiri and Spider Cutter to Genji and draped a black leather coat over him.

"Has Princess Kaguya located him?" Genjiro and Sakura entered the elevator.

“We’ve tracked him down. He’s escaped into the mountains. Our people have surrounded the mountaintops, and all the roads are under surveillance.” Sakura was dressed in professional office attire and wore black-rimmed glasses without lenses, looking like a professional secretary.

"Let's go then." The elevator arrived at the station, and Genji stepped out of the glass door.

A black Maybach was parked in front of the door. The driver, dressed in a smart uniform and wearing snow-white gloves, was holding the door handle.

In the back seat of the Maybach sat a kind old man in a kimono. He moved over to make room for Genjiro by the door and patted the seat affectionately, gesturing for him to come and sit with him.

"Have the 'ghosts' been appearing more and more frequently lately?" Genji sat down, Sakura sat in the passenger seat, and the driver started the car.

“Perhaps the Ghosts have some new plans.” The old man shook his head. “Perhaps we should try to speed things up and find the King’s true identity as soon as possible. Their ideas are too dangerous. God should not return to the world.”

"I won't let them succeed." Genji's gaze was sharp, like a blade gleaming coldly, piercing the night. "This world has no need for gods."

"How is Erii doing?" the old man asked.

“Very good, I think... perhaps we can try taking her out to see the world.” Genji’s eyes softened a little.

"Let's wait until this turmoil is over," the old man sighed.

"When will it end?" Yuan Zhisheng sighed softly, looking out the car window at the bustling city night scene, which flowed by like a stream of light, reflecting a colorful glow in his dark pupils.

Chapter 116 I'm going to take a shower

Erii unbuckled her belt, and her red hakama fell onto the tatami mat, revealing her slender, fair legs. The girl's skin was very delicate because she washed herself with perfume every day, and today was no exception.

She took off her white top, leaving only her black lace lingerie, and went to the bathroom to run a hot water heater.

She usually wouldn't take a shower this early, but she was a little tired and didn't want to play games or watch anime. She just wanted to lie in bed and have a sweet dream.

Before going to sleep, she would always fantasize that she was the next Zero, leading the Revolutionary Army to overthrow the rule of Holy Britain and liberate District 11, or that a blue raccoon would pop out of her drawer, give her a bamboo dragonfly to stick in her head, and take her flying in the sky to see just how big the sea kings really are.

These things won't be in a person's room, but they will appear in front of them as soon as you lie in bed and close your eyes.

Before the hot water filled the bathtub, she went back to the hall and searched for Mr. Duck in the pockets of the clothes piled on the floor.

The rubber duck is soft to the touch; if you squeeze its head flat, it will immediately spring back to its original shape.

She repeatedly rubbed Mr. Duck's body, squeezing it out of shape. The game console was still on, and the TV screen was glowing.

A message suddenly popped up in the chat list.

Sakura: "Master, are you free right now?"

Erii put down the duck she was ravaging and looked up at the screen. She could hear the hot water stop, which meant the hot water in the bathtub was ready.

Everything in this room is specially made. For example, the bathtub will automatically stop the faucet when it is filled with water, and it can also automatically adjust the water temperature. There are several buttons on the wall, which can be pressed to raise or lower the temperature.

"I'm going to take a shower." Erii picked up the controller and pressed the buttons one by one to reply to Sakura's message.

After thinking for a moment, she didn't turn off the game console and log off. Instead, she pinched Mr. Duck's flat beak and went into the bathroom.

A small pink ball fell into the water, and the scent of roses immediately spread. Mr. Duck was thrown in, and she followed closely behind, diving into the bathtub.

The foam quickly washed away. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, pinched her nose, and sank to the bottom of the water. She silently counted in her mind until she could no longer hold on, and then surfaced.

The girl's graceful curves were faintly visible in the misty haze. Her long, wine-red hair clung to her face and her straight shoulders. She stretched out her finger and drew on the misty white tiles: two stick figures, a simple umbrella, and a round, moon-shaped cake.

Whatever she wanted, she would ring a bell, and a maid would bring it to her.

If you want food, you'll get food; if you want a game console, you'll get a game console; if you want a toy, you'll get a toy. The maidservants bowed and offered the food as if paying tribute, never saying another word to her.

That was the first time someone shared with her instead of offering tribute.

She curled up like a kitten, hugging her slender legs with both hands and resting her chin on her knees, watching Mr. Duck float on the water. Whenever he floated in front of her, she would open her mouth and blow air, blowing Mr. Duck to the other side of the bathtub.

...

As Lu Mingfei looked at this sentence, he felt a sense of déjà vu.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he has encountered this situation quite a few times.

Back then, he would wait for Chen Wenwen on QQ for hours on end. Then he would make an excuse to talk about the literary society and chat for a few minutes. When he ran out of things to talk about, he would take out the silly jokes he had collected online and send various emojis. At this time, Chen Wenwen would send back a "haha" smiley face emoji, and the next sentence would be, "I'm going to heat up the milk," "I'm going to wash the dishes," or "I'm going to take a shower."

When the girl in the baseball cap's profile picture turned gray, he would leave QQ logged in, waiting for the notification sound of being a special contact. But nine times out of ten, Chen Wenwen's profile picture would never light up again. Bored, he could only go to the game channel to invite people to play games to kill time until his eyes got sleepy and he went to bed.

However, Erii's profile picture did not turn gray; it remained lit and she was not offline.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, but did not log off; he simply left the account logged in.

He picked up the textbook "Introduction to Dragon Family Genealogy" to read. It was Principal Angers' class, an elective course, one of the most popular courses in the college. Every semester, the spots would be snapped up within a minute, and some people even paid to buy the course's capacity on the forum.

Lu Mingfei was originally not supposed to be able to get into this class, but because of his S-level special treatment, Professor Guderian helped him pre-select the course before he enrolled.

The principal had promised to exempt him from the final exam, but he didn't want to waste his time and wanted to learn more about dragons.

I read through the pages, marking them with my pen.

Lu Mingfei was like an excellent student. If he had had this drive in high school instead of spending his days playing games in internet cafes, he might have become a top student and impressed Chen Wenwen, leading to a sweet and innocent romance.

Girls are always attracted to powerful men, either those who are wealthy or have great future potential. In other words, they are rich or academically successful. This is instinctive because women lack the ability to protect themselves during childbirth. In order to provide a comfortable environment for their offspring to grow up in, their genes drive them to admire powerful men.

The difference between humans and beasts is that humans can control their desires. Long-lasting love is rare, but it does exist.

Time passed slowly, and suddenly, the chat box flashed and a message popped up.

Erii's PSN: "I'm done washing up."

Lu Mingfei was somewhat touched, not expecting that the master would still be thinking of him and would even come back to tell him after taking a shower.

No one is obligated to spend their time on you, especially since they are just friends in the game and have never even met in person.

"Master, thank you so much for your guidance yesterday. I feel much more relaxed now," Lu Mingfei typed.

"Hmm." Master Erii simply replied with an "Hmm" to indicate that it was nothing more than a small favor, not worth mentioning.

It seems everything is going according to the master's plan.

The master didn't continue speaking, and Lu Mingfei suddenly didn't know how to continue the conversation.

"Master, are you in Japan?" he typed slowly.

"Yes."

"What a pity I couldn't meet you last time I came to Japan. Do you have Line? I'd like to add you as a friend?"

LINE is a Japanese-specific messaging app, roughly equivalent to the Japanese version of QQ or WeChat. Typically, any Japanese person with a mobile phone will have a LINE account.

"Line? What's that?"

"Master, don't you know what Line is?" Lu Mingfei pondered, somewhat puzzled.

Even slightly outdated middle-aged people know about LINE, so how could the master not know?

Since he couldn't post photos in the game, he originally wanted a master to read his palm, which would, of course, be paid for.

Could it be that... the master is actually quite old?

Indeed, upon closer reflection, how could a young person possess such profound knowledge? Erii is probably the granddaughter of a master.

To keep her elderly granddaughter company at home, her granddaughter bought a trendy PS3 game console and installed it on the TV. She then taught her granddaughter how to play. During holidays, the grandparents and grandchildren would play together with the controllers. Gradually, the granddaughter honed her Street Fighter skills and climbed to the top of the leaderboard.

A kind and friendly face appeared before Lu Mingfei's eyes.

No wonder the master always waited for him every time he logged on. He must have been feeling lonely and bored at home all by himself, with no one to chat with and no opponents in the game, so he had no choice but to wait for him.

Lu Mingfei flipped to the master's record again, and a page turned red.

Sure enough!

The master's granddaughter must have returned, and then used her own account to duel with the master, only to be utterly humiliated.

The granddaughter definitely didn't want to play with the master anymore, so the master just went to take a shower and is probably staring blankly at the TV screen now.

Sigh, yet another elderly person living alone in an empty nest.

Lu Mingfei remembered a public service advertisement he'd seen on TV before. An elderly woman had prepared a table full of dishes because her son had said he was bringing his grandson and wife home. But after the food was ready, he called to say they couldn't come.

"Being busy is good." The old lady was alone, tending to a table of food, her lonely figure heartbreaking to see.

As a boy who grew up under the red flag, Lu Mingfei understands the principle of respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

"Master, wanna play a game?" he invited.

Nothing beats a real battle. He used to be like that too; whenever he was unhappy, he would bury himself in an internet cafe and control a virtual character in the virtual world.

Perhaps those were all virtual, but Lu Mingfei gained genuine happiness and relaxation.