Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Master Yue has been setting up a stall at the University of Tokyo for a long time, and he is used to seeing student girls. Furthermore, he has lived for a long time, and he thinks that he has seen all kinds of charming and beautiful women.

But when he saw Fujimaru Ritsuka for the first time, he still felt an indescribable shock and a strange and strange feeling of intimacy.

The ramen chef stopped wiping the table for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and said with a grin.

"Open, open, open, little girl, why are you running around without an umbrella on such a rainy day~"

"Hehe, my classmates and I came to participate in the Marathon around the Commercial Street organized by the school. After the party, we were walking nearby when we were suddenly hit by a shower of rain. I was careless and forgot to bring an umbrella." The girl smiled and wiped the umbrella off her head. Yudrop, while explaining what he was saying, sat at the guest counter and scanned the menu at a glance.

"General, I want this red pork bone soup ramen. The soup base is thick, super salty, spicy, minced garlic, and chopped green onion. The noodles are super hard!" The beautiful orange-haired girl naturally said what modern girls in middle school, high school, and even college students would like. A scary style that I wouldn’t try lightly.

Hearing this, Master Yue paused again. He couldn't help but look at her more, and he felt even more appreciative in his heart.

After answering this greeting, he threw the noodles into the soup, hummed a song and prepared the ingredients.

The water for cooking noodles was steaming gurglingly, and the cold and majestic raindrops were falling inside and outside the quiet carriage.

The silence was quickly broken, and the girl's questioning voice rang out.

"General, have you been driving at the intersection here for a long time?"

Master Yue, who was cooking the noodles, raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had planned to raise the topic first as an elder to heat up the atmosphere, but he didn't expect that this junior high school girl was so fearless that she would steal his limelight. But the master still replied carelessly.

"Yes, the back door of the University of Tokyo has been open for a few years, and most of the students here know me."

"Oh! That means it tastes good?"

The girl's eyes lit up and she praised. Master Yue also laughed heartily and waved his hands.

"No, no, little girl, if you expect some secluded delicacies, you will probably be disappointed. We, the shop owner, are here to benefit from it, which is to provide a place for students to eat."

"Really?" the girl exclaimed in a long voice.

"But the taste is subjective. Maybe I will like Daisho's ramen very much, and -" the girl said unceremoniously, picking up the only edamame beans left on the ramen table and licking her mouth. "An old store that can continue to open may not necessarily have outstanding taste, but at least it is proof that it has conquered the hearts of customers."

After chewing the edamame, the girl slowly put down her chopsticks.

She folded her hands on her chin and spoke in a deliberately clumsy tone, like a lonely gourmet who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

"Environment, atmosphere, feelings, and handsome and gentle generals, these may be the factors for the success of Generals."

Master Yue was stunned again. He didn't expect this little girl to be so outgoing, but she was actually an expert at talking nonsense. She pretended to be melancholy and deep, and she did it all.

However, Master Yue didn't dislike such unscrupulous people, so he subconsciously smiled and cooperated.

"Hahahahahaha, little girl, you are really good at talking. Indeed, when I was young, I was also called Uncle Takuya Todai!" Master Yue responded with a compliment, and then inexplicably wanted to make things difficult for this little girl, so he deliberately He spoke.

"But I do recognize the word handsome, but what kind of word does this mean? Could it be that you, little girl, are trying to prevaricate an old man like me?"

After saying this, Master Yue himself felt that he was so bad that he was even praised for being unsatisfied. But it had been such a long time since he had seen such a beautiful girl, and Master Yue couldn't help but return to his childlike innocence, thinking in sync with the elementary school boy on the other side.

However, he didn't expect that the girl would answer without thinking.

"It's a very simple thing." The orange-haired girl tilted her head and naturally raised a finger and replied.

"It was about forty minutes ago that the showers started. It is less than 1.5 kilometers away from the nearest residential area and almost a distance away from the shopping mall. If you want to go home or go to the business district to earn money after work, If white-collar workers had some spare money, they would have left long ago."

"But you didn't leave, but continued to stay here to set up a stall. When I came over to the back door of Dongda University, I took a closer look. The terrain looked sunken to the west. This is a downhill bicycle section, and there is a drainage channel next to it. It is really difficult on a rainy day. It’s a harsh environment.”

"From what I can see, you are in good health and strong. There are four bowls on the stove. The grease is still there, and one bowl is even slightly misty."

"To sum up, you stayed here on purpose to give the students coming out of the back door of Dongda University a place to rest and protect themselves from the rain. You also have no interest in making money from this ramen truck."

The girl's mouth kept spraying like a pea machine gun. After finishing speaking, she paused for a moment and concluded with a shrug.

"Isn't this just Asasi?"

At this time, Master Yue was stunned again.

He didn't count how many times he was stunned, but his mind went blank for a moment.

Although he had just boasted about his kindness to the Dongdong student, the men were laughing and talking, and the emotion was indifferent, and no one cared about it. But if someone revealed what was on his mind in public, for some reason, Master Yue would feel a little bit more ashamed.

His mouth trembled and he struggled a few times before replying.

"I can't be just a lazy guy and don't want to move here." Master Yue quibbled in a low voice, then hurriedly picked up the girl's ramen before she could refute, and said.

"Ahem, little girl, you, your reasoning is very clear, are you in the reasoning club at school? Or are you some kind of high school detective who has been in the newspaper? Then tell me, what else can you see?"

Master Yue was determined to regain his face, so he secretly put his newspaper in a place to cover the beauty magazine, so that no one would see the joke, and he felt a sense of antagonism in his heart.

"siu~~~"

The girl took a sip of noodles first, then blinked her big eyes and thought about it.

"Well, I'm not from the reasoning club. It was mentioned in the newspaper, but it was just because I acted bravely." After saying that, the girl casually glanced at the surrounding layout and hesitated.

"As for reasoning, I only know a little bit about it. It is more about observation and thinking than reasoning. It cannot be put on the stage. Don't mind if I am wrong."

"Hahaha, old man, I'm very generous, that's all you say." Master Yue laughed, disapprovingly.

"Okay." The girl nodded accordingly.

"Let's start with your situation, General."

The girl took a deep breath and opened her lips slightly——

"A mixed-race person, in addition to Japanese ancestry, should have French ancestry, a nostalgic personality, no children or children who have no contact with you, frequent community churches, and should have no special entertainment activities or friends on weekdays."

"?"

"Single, living alone, there was a gap in work for decades. She is a woman with rich experience. She was engaged in manual labor when she was young. Now she is in excellent physical condition. She is about eighty years old. Today I ate chrysanthemum and ginger for lunch. Roast meat.”

"?"

"My family lives in the old city closest to the northwest of here. I have a strong background but I seem to have lost touch with myself. Today's economic situation is not good. I didn't sleep well yesterday. I was also worried about not being able to buy the [red wine] in issue 167. girl] and distressed.”

"?!!"

"besides--"

"Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah-"

Master Yue panicked. Not only was he stunned this time, but he was so panicked that he almost pulled out of the front cabinet to cover the girl's mouth, but the orange-haired girl easily dodged it.

"You, this, you, who sent you! Which old boy sent you here to harass me! Ah! Say it, say it!"

Master Yue became anxious, his face flushed red, and he almost couldn't speak in a panic.

The girl raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a confused look on her face.

"You don't have to have such a big reaction, right? I can explain all of this clearly."

The girl took another deep breath.

"You only need to look at your face to conclude that your mixed-race personality is nostalgic because you have a yellowed photo of Yuki Amami and Miho Nakayama hanging on your carriage."

"You have no heirs because you chose to open a store in front of the University of Tokyo. This in itself shows that you are eager to have contact with young people but have never been able to get it. In terms of age, it is also suitable for such a family situation."

"You can see a corner of the silver cross next to your collar. The opening time of the church here coincides with the end of classes at Tokyo University. You have not done any sports, fishing, cycling, or even sunburns that travelers would leave behind. scars and muscle building marks.”

"You are single because your fingernails are long but not taken care of, and you don't have a wedding ring or any trace of wearing them. You live alone for the same reason. Your decades-long work gap is based on your ramen-making skills and It was deduced from the traces of use of the ramen van.”

"You are a woman with rich experience because when you first saw me, you glanced at me very covertly without changing her expression. The forearm exposed by the cuffs has obvious muscle lines. The wheels of the van are slightly worn, but it does not affect me. Traveling shows that you have the strength and stamina to overcome it. Your age can also be deduced from the time you said you were a master at Dongda University and the condition of the carriage. There is still a little bit of the lunch meal stuck in the right back molar."

"There is a purple gold petal on the edge of your calf. I almost didn't see it because of the angle. This kind of flower can only be found on the Bantian path from the northwest. The nearest residential building there is still very old and easy to see because of the architectural style. Moisture builds up, so your cuffs smell a little bit musty.”

"The place where you open your ramen stall is quite unique. If you look carefully, you will find that you are the only shop. Although this street is not very good, it is still very valuable. I heard that a company is willing to buy it for US$1.2 billion. This land is being developed for commercial purposes, but the landholder could not be found at all, but now it seems that he has been found.”

"As for the [Red Wine Girl], I saw it when I came over. You didn't block it. The crimson suspenders on the girl's legs were obvious. And -"

The girl smiled slightly, clasped her fingers together, raised the corners of her mouth and said.

"I also read this magazine, and I know that the newsstands around here just don't sell issue 167."

"?"

This time, Master Yue was completely stunned on the spot.

It was as if five thunders struck, as if thunder struck the ground, as if a tornado destroyed the parking lot, and his mind fell into a whirlpool of confusion.

He even didn't know what to say. He was just frightened by the girl in front of him. He stared blankly at her as she finished the ramen he had made, and then drank the soup in one go. He took a long breath of hot air and looked at her expression. satisfy.

The raindrops gradually became sparse, hitting the curtain like silver needles falling to the ground, but more like steel needles inserted into Master Yue's brain.

He suddenly felt that this girl was definitely not an ordinary person, she was definitely a mixed race, and Yan Ling was definitely a mixed race related to brain development. But upon closer inspection, he found that this girl who was picking her teeth elegantly with a toothpick really didn't look like she was here to amuse himself. Master Yue instinctively felt that he had met a geek for the first time in this huge Tokyo.

So he grimaced and watched the girl stand up, praise her craftsmanship, and prepare to leave.

".etc."

Master Yue couldn't hold it back after all, and asked the girl with twitching eyes.

Although he didn't understand a word of the reasoning just now, he still heard one sentence——

"Even if you can tell that I'm not a pure-blooded Japanese, how do you know that I'm half-French?"

Master Yue asked with a stern face. He was in a complicated mood, either angry or happy, just weird.

"Huh? That's what you said."

This time, the girl was silent for a few seconds. She turned back with her back to the rain curtain, scratched her face and spoke hesitantly.

"I wonder if you noticed that you were humming a song when I wasn't making noodles, and that song was a nursery rhyme in French."

".What?" Master Yue's eyes widened, looking a little unbelievable.

Humming is like talking to oneself while playing games. A boy walking on the street will suddenly turn around and raise his hands as if to shoot a ball. It is an uncontrolled physiological reflex, so most of the time, even The parties themselves won't even notice.

At this time, Uesugoshi, who was pointed out by the girl, was also surprised by the reality. He was stunned for a while before he reacted, and said with a dry smile.

"Ahem, cough, cough, this is really ridiculous. Old man, when I was young, I was told that my singing sounded like ghosts crying and wolf howling, like sea cucumbers in my ears. I'm lucky you can hear what kind of language it is."

"Huh? It's okay, it's just a little strange. I've seen similar ones." The girl replied with a smile, as if she had seen strong winds and waves before.

After saying that, she wagged her fingers and hummed softly.

As I said before, the girl's voice is ethereal and graceful, like water falling into a spring in a vast valley, giving people a sense of quiet and peaceful warmth, and a maternal tenderness that makes people fall involuntarily. And when she hummed softly, the feeling became even more obvious.

Suddenly, the faint aroma and dryness of straw lingered near the nose, and the burning and swaying candlelight dispelled the coldness of the heavy rain.

The woman stretched out her hand slightly, and the cloth made a soft sound when rubbed. The soft white brocade robe gently wiped the baby's wrinkled face. The woman kindly and gently rocked the child and sang softly in her mouth.

"Frère Jacques, Frère Jacques,

Jacques Brothers, Jacques Brothers

Dormez-vous ? Dormez-vous ?

are you sleeping? are you sleeping?

Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matines,

To ring the morning prayer bell, to ring the morning prayer bell

Ding, daing, dong! Ding, daing, dong!

Ding, ding, ding! Ding, ding, ding! "

The rain gradually became lighter, which was just perfect as an accompaniment. The girl hummed the entire song, and Master Yue listened with both fascination and confusion.

He doesn't remember the song.

He didn't even have the impression of where he had heard this song. The memory was a bit unclear and vague, as if he was gently swaying in a cradle in a white halo, and the gentle wind was like a woman's gentle whisper, which made people feel sad. Want to fall asleep.

"'Brother Jacques'."

"What?"

Master Yue's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the girl's prompt. He subconsciously looked in the girl's direction and saw her nodding her head, as if she was recalling something.

"General, you don't seem to be impressed, so I tried to recall this song. This song should be the 17th-century French nursery rhyme "Brother Jacques."" I don't know what the girl's brain is made of. It feels like there is an Internet stuffed inside it, and these peripheral knowledge come at random.

"This song has spread widely, even to the big country across the border from us. It has been adapted into a children's song called "Two Tigers". It is quite magical and interesting. Can I come over and sing it with you next time you have dinner?"

"As for why you have no impression of this song——"

"As I said, it's a children's song. I assume your mother sang it to you."

The brain of a baby is very strange. It is not surprising that a child of two or three years old can memorize dozens of ancient poems. But when they grow up, they will gradually forget them and leave them in the deepest and deepest place of the brain, like a locked treasure box, waiting for them. One day the chains will become rusty, and the bad memories inside will slowly merge into the sea of ​​memories, turning into vague but real hums.

so.

"Well, this is the last conclusion of my reasoning." The girl burst into laughter, as gentle as the pure morning light covering people with green brocade fur coats.

"You have a mother who loves you deeply."

No one knew what Master Yue was thinking at that moment, at least he didn't say it out loud. Even Ange, who was listening at the ramen stall, couldn't hear his thoughts from the man's mouth.

But as an old friend of Uesugoshi, Ange knew that it might be some kind of soul-trembling touch, and it was also a heart palpitation that others could never sympathize with.

But the story continues. In his memory, Master Yue, who was so stupid that he was standing there, felt like an old tree rooted in the ground. Tens of hundreds of years had passed, but when he came back to his senses, the orange patch in front of him The color is still there.

The sky was already sunny. The girl turned her back to him and let the sun shine on her body. She stretched and relaxed her body, like a jumping swan spreading its wings towards the sun. But Master Yue had no time to pay attention to the beautiful scenery. He asked eagerly as if he was afraid that he would lose something.

"Hey little girl, what's your name!! -"

"Um?"

The girl looked back at him, turned around, and looked into each other's eyes. The girl gave him a playful salute and said deliberately with a straight face.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka."

"My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka, just an ordinary person, Fujimaru Ritsuka~"

*

The story seemed to have come to an end, and both those who were telling and listening to the story were silent for a long time.

The tea in Ange's hand rippled slightly. He did not drink it, but put it down and blew a breath.

"What an amazing girl. I almost feel like you are making up a novel for me. Why, this is the heroine of the novel that you have spent decades imagining. Are you going to be her adoptive father?"

"What!! I am Ritsuka's father!!!" The old ramen man, who had been immersed in memories and deep thoughts, suddenly looked ferocious and slapped the table in ecstasy. He jumped over the barrier that separated the general and the guests and tried to catch him. Angers collar, spitting angrily and roaring in surprise without any restraint.

"You ask me?!" Angers, who had always been elegant, was dumbfounded because he really didn't expect this person to react like this.

He blocked the old man's hand in the air, wiped the saliva on his face with a look of disgust, wrinkled his handsome face and sighed.

"Okay, okay, I know how much you treasure that little girl. Even for the sake of our old friends, I won't go too far." Ange said seriously, but in fact, he couldn't help but think in his heart , if the girl is really as ethereal and clear as Master Yue said, then when a mad dragon comes to the world, he doesn't believe that the girl will not take the initiative to step forward and perform a set of military boxing.

Ange was harboring evil intentions, and Master Yue finally stopped worrying about Ange's collar. He got away from the fantasy that he was Lixiang's father, and returned to his seat with a look of despair and despair, his thoughts naturally flowing. Follow that memory.

In fact, the story is not over yet.

Anyone who is careful will find that if this story ends like this, there will be a huge contradiction.

When an old man meets a young girl, their first words besides greeting are like this.

——Hee hee, I came here for a party with my classmates. After the party, I was walking nearby when I was hit by a sudden rain shower. I was careless and forgot to bring an umbrella.

How could a "careless" girl guess so many details about herself?

In his memory, Master Yue did not notice this detail on that rainy day because his mind was full of that nursery rhyme, but he finally got the answer.

*

The squeaky wheels are pushing up and down the slope. The ramen chef is walking on the street where the cherry blossom trees are falling. The cherry blossoms and water are flowing under his feet. The man is like the hero in a literary film, slowly appearing in the camera. .

He hummed the ballad softly, which was a gift from his mother to him, a gift that might be ignored by him forever if no one reminded him.

A man did a lot of wrong things when he was young, many irreparable wrongs, and that is the past that he himself cannot forgive.

But when the memory of his biological mother came to his mind, he was still eager for that little bit of warmth.

He has been punished for too long.

Just as the girl said, he had regretted his mistakes in his decades of life and abandoned all the power he had gained. Even the instinct and power passed down in his blood were tightly held tightly, unwilling to let out any light.

If nothing unexpected happens, this will be the case in the future.

but

“Dormez-vous ~Dormez-vous~”

The man sang softly, which was the other person in the song making fun of the priest.

Do you still want to sleep?

The girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka did not finish all the words. The song itself is a nursery rhyme, but its inspiration came from mocking Martin Luther, the leader of the religious reform. Some people think that it is the public mocking Judaism or Puritans or even Yaya. The various parties, satirizing them for being lazy and slippery in their positions, just closing their eyes and falling asleep, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Uesugoshi has never read this interpretation, but he can probably guess it.

He suddenly thought of himself, and then smiled bitterly.

Mom, she told herself so early on what kind of person she didn't want to be, but she still became the scum that her mother hated most without hesitation.

What a useless child.

Uesugoshi suddenly felt his eyes were sore, but he couldn't cry.

He is old. It may be that his tear glands are no longer developed, or he may have shed all his tears when he was young.

She won't forgive herself, and she won't forgive herself. That's enough.

but

That girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka also said that she is gentle. I think she is really Asashi-like.

Master Yue was pushing the cart, and the wind blew into the man's eyes, making him feel cool. The man closed his eyes and raised his head, his mouth trembled slightly, imitating the rhythm, as if he was enjoying it, as if the world that had never accepted him was so kind, so warm that he even walked in front of McDonald's while pushing a cart. The mother-daughter sermons I saw seemed so warm.

"Next time, don't run around by yourself, okay? I wonder if I can meet such kind-hearted people to help."

"Um."

The mother is a typical housewife, with a single ponytail draped over her right shoulder, wearing a blue cotton sweater, and holding the hand of the little girl next to her with a gentle expression.

The little girl was wearing a school uniform, holding a small red umbrella in her hand. Her light-colored skirt had traces of being wetted by the rain. She was wearing a sportswear that was obviously more than one size too big. The sportswear looked abnormally dry. Quite neat.

This should have been such a normal scene, but Master Yue was suddenly stunned.

That's because Japanese junior high school students often have their names written on their gymnastics uniforms.

And the clothes on the little girl's body had several large characters written in cursive script.

A. He just learned the name not long ago.

Pfft.

Master Yue suddenly laughed out loud for some reason. He laughed like an office worker who knew he would not work overtime this week. He laughed like a homeless man who found a few slices of whole-wheat bread. He laughed like someone who suddenly found out about this planet called Earth one day. There is something bright and warm about the planet.

yes

What a gentle child.

ps: I found the explanation of "Brother Jacques" on the Internet. I don't know if it is correct. If it is not correct, just think of it as my nonsense. If it is correct, you can just think of it as amusement.

I don’t know if you still remember the real past of Master Yue. If you don’t remember, you may not get the purpose of writing about Master Yue’s mother.

But I don’t want to write about Master Yue’s past in lengthy official chapters. If you forget, just read the original work.

I will write a few paragraphs at most to supplement it in the future.

What, embarrassing?

There's nothing we can do about it (sad)