Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Under the dim yellow street lights, the slanting wind pulled the raindrops to the ground.

Heavy rain fell on the sycamores and cherry trees planted on both sides, and the surroundings were quiet and lonely.

Several shops on both sides of the street close early. In this weather, instead of staying in the shop to do business, it is better to go home and hug my wife and lie in bed.

How many rainy nights is this?

The chef sitting in front of the ramen stall was a little sad.

He insists on setting up a stall in this kind of weather, not because he is so short of money that he can't afford to eat. He just wants to provide a warm haven for female college students who have nowhere to go late at night. By the way, he doesn't have a wife either.

The ramen boss likes to read comics when he has nothing to do. He has a special liking for Abe Yoro's "Midnight Diner". He feels that he is a replica of the protagonist. In terms of charm, he can beat the protagonist in a few blocks.

The boss touched his face, wondering if multiple scars would make him look more manly?

It's a pity that I didn't see the girls from Toda dressed up and eating ramen today.

Speaking of which, Kiritani-kun hasn't been here for a long time, but I miss him a little. That is so plump that you want to put it on the table to eat noodles...

It seems that next time I meet Kiritani-kun, I need to teach him a few tricks. Who can do good to such a good girl? Why leave it to others? Real men take action when it’s time to take action.

The boss lit a cigarette and looked sadly at the high-rise buildings outside the street.

This old street has not undergone large-scale commercial development and has maintained its appearance decades ago. It is quiet and dilapidated.

This place is like a dense forest hidden deep in the reinforced concrete. Walking a few dozen steps outside, you can see the brightly lit high-rise buildings, but this street has always maintained its appearance back then.

As the owner of the entire street, Uesugoshi sighed.

He had been on this street for too long and it was time to leave.

He spent a lot of money to buy a plane ticket in his early years, and he could board the plane at any time. As long as he stood at the airport with the ticket in hand, the plane had to make room for him, the VIP among VIPs. He had not used this option for so many years. The secret party has taken over the privilege of [Night Food Plain] that he has guarded for most of his life. There is nothing here worthy of his continued nostalgia.

If I have to say it, the only regret is that I can't see the total collapse of the Sheqi family.

I am really a qualified parent of the previous generation.

The butt of the cigarette flickered, and Uesugoshi slowly exhaled a puff of green smoke. He looked at the heavy rain and wondered whether he should say hello to Angers before leaving.

Fight if you say so.

Uesugoshi took out his mobile phone and called Angers, who was also in Tokyo.

"Hello? It's me. Want to treat you to ramen? That's okay. I'll be waiting for you in France. Remember to make a reservation with me before you come."

"I'm ready to run away. I'll leave it to you to settle things like Night Food... Don't scold me. When I get to France, I will applaud you through the TV."

“If I see on the news channel that Tokyo suddenly sank into the sea due to an unexplained natural disaster, or that a giant monster invaded Tokyo, I would ask the bartender for a glass of whiskey with ice and drink it down in one gulp, and then say, Come on, Ang. Rejun!"

"No, no, no, I am not the scumbag emperor in history. I am the scumbag Supreme Emperor. But you have to believe in young people. Young people are the future. Who knows if that boy named Yuan Zhisheng will be worse than me. "

"Okay, I just want to say hello to you. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. We'll see you in France. Old guy, please don't hang up here."

Uesugoshi quickly cut off the phone and picked his ears. The old guy Angers was scolding him really hard.

You are the guardian of this country. This city is about to end, and you are one of the few people who can try to save it...

But he has already sacrificed once for this country, isn't that enough? He's only half Japanese, and it was those damn elders who coaxed him away from his mother.

He left no cherishable memories in this city. He came with empty sleeves and left without any nostalgia.

Almost done.

Uesugoshi scratched his head, stood up, packed up the soup pot, and prepared to retreat. After returning home and packing his things, he went straight to France. If he didn't run away, he was afraid that the airport would be closed due to the heavy rain in two days.

Just when he was busy, the cover was suddenly pulled open.

"Sorry, it's closed. Tomorrow... Oh, sorry, I'm going to retire, so you won't be able to eat tomorrow." Uesugi lowered his head and just packed his things.

"Boss, long time no see."

A vaguely familiar voice.

Uesugi raised his head and looked at the young man in surprise: "Is it you? Didn't you leave Tokyo?"

Standing in front of him was the young man who had left a deep impression on him by claiming that he no longer believed in fate.

Remember correctly, he seems to be called Mingjun?

"Who is this?" Uesugoshi's eyes fell on the girl with a smile at the corner of her mouth. She had a beautiful and delicate face, and a slim and youthful figure. "Tsk, tsk, this time it's a girl? So Mingjun, you are so good. Mouth."

Compared with the charming and ripe red apple last time, this one is somewhere between green and mature.

"A different girl?" Miyamoto Mako asked the boss curiously, "Has Mingjun brought other girls here before?"

Uesugoshi laughed loudly and said, "Yes, she is still a very charming woman."

He looked at Sakurai Akira who looked embarrassed with a smile, and felt sad in his heart that the young man was still too young, this is fate.

"She is a drunk woman who has a crush on Mingjun. Unfortunately, she was cruelly rejected by Mingjun." After making a joke, Uesugoshi lightly defended Akira Sakurai, "He is such a hard-hearted guy. I don't know. Regarding sexual orientation, it’s better to make up your mind as early as possible.”

"That's it." Mako also looked at Akira Sakurai with a smile.

Akira Sakurai smiled bitterly and said, "Boss, you misunderstood. Mako and I are not the kind of relationship you think."

Master Yue scratched his head and said as if he was confused: "I didn't say what kind of relationship you have."

This sentence choked Sakurai Akira again.

Uesugoshi said with a smile: "Since we are repeat customers, we must give some preferential treatment. Take a seat, there are still two bowls of soy milk ramen."

"Thank you, boss." Mako said with a sweet smile. She sat on the wooden stool in front of the van, rested her cheeks with her hands, and watched the boss cooking the noodles with interest.

"Boss, is there really soy milk ramen?"

"You don't come from the mountains like this kid, do you?"

"As much as I want to deny it, unfortunately it is true."

"They're not childhood sweethearts, are they?"

"It doesn't count. Our place has been very strict since childhood, and we rarely interact with each other. As for us, it can be regarded as the kind of relationship where I know him, but he doesn't know me."

"What does this have to do with anything?" Master Yue raised his head curiously.

"Unrequited love." Mako covered her mouth and giggled.

Master Yue pondered for a moment and looked at Akira Sakurai solemnly: "Mingjun, I now believe what you just said."

Sakurai Akira's eyes were blank.

"You can't handle a girl like this." Master Yue shrugged, stirring the noodles in the pot, "Okay, come and try my skills."

Two bowls of soy milk ramen and a plate of sesame nori were pushed in front of Sakurai and Akira.

Mako Miyamoto scooped up a spoonful of milky white noodle soup with great interest, feeling the aroma of soy milk filling her mouth. It was a wonderful taste.

Akira Sakurai ate noodles silently, listening to Mako chatting with the boss.

Mako took the boss and asked him about the surrounding situation. Why is this street different from the outside?

The boss said that this street has never undergone any decent development and has remained the same as it was decades ago.

Mako nodded and said that fortunately it had not been developed.

After hearing what the girl said, the boss couldn't help but curiously asked why he said that?

"Because this way I won't be able to see what this city looked like in the past." Mako slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Thank you for the treat! I've finished eating!"

"The past style?" Uesugi laughed. He put away his bowls and chopsticks, shook his head and said casually, "Few people cling to the past. You are an interesting girl."

"I like this city very much, whether it's its past or present or future." Mako pursed his lips and chuckled.

She turned sideways and looked at the sycamores and cherry trees in the rain, and heard the patter of rain hitting the shed.

Uesugoshi took away the empty noodle bowl that Sakurai Akira had put down, and gave him a look that seemed to say that you can't handle this girl, so change your target...

Sakurai Akira: "..."

"Go home as soon as you've eaten and drank. It's not a peaceful night now, and I have to close the stall." Uesugoshi said calmly.

"Boss, I'm here specifically to see you." Akira Sakurai sat upright and stared at the ordinary old man in front of him.

If it hadn't been for what the adults said, he would never have believed that the old man in front of him was actually the patriarch of the previous generation of the family, and the owner of the royal blood of the previous generation!

"Looking for me?" Uesugoshi was silent for a moment and said calmly, "I welcome you to come to eat noodles, but if you are here to bring a message to the family behind you, then I can only ask you to leave."

"The boss already knows?"

"I can smell the dragon's blood on you from a long distance away. What's your last name and which family do you come from?"

"Junior Sakurai Akira, her name is Miyamoto Mako. We are not from the Jakiba family."

"The Sakurai family and the Miyamoto family..." Uesugi raised his head, "You just said that you are not from the Seraki Hachi family? By the way, didn't you say before that you are from the mountains?"

"To be precise, it's a caring school built by the family in the mountains." Sakurai Akira said softly.

Uesugoshi looked slightly solemn and said, "Are you abandoned ghosts?"

"Yes, we were ghosts."

"I don't see any trace of out-of-control bloodline in you." Uesugi frowned, "Why did you use 'once'? Could it be that you have developed a solution to the bloodline problem?"

He quickly shook his head and denied: "Impossible, this cannot be achieved by human power!"

"Do you remember what I said when we were separated last time?" Sakurai Akira said softly, "We were ghosts, but with the help of adults, we got rid of the curse of our bloodline."

Uesugoshi's expression gradually became serious, and he said in a low voice: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course, we won't joke about this kind of issue." Sakurai Akira said firmly.

Uesugi frowned and looked at Miyamoto Mako, who smiled sweetly and said, "Mingjun is your number one younger brother."

"Are you sure that your bloodline problem has been rewritten?" Uesugi Yue still didn't believe it. "Did he solve the bloodline problem for you by what method, alchemy, or modern technology?"

"Sorry, we can't tell you this for the time being." Akira Sakurai said slowly, "We are here to invite you to join our team."

"Team?" Uesugi Yue was stunned, "Are you... from the Fierce Ghosts?"

He has lived in seclusion for a long time, but occasionally he still has some contact with Inuyama Ga. After all, that guy helps him pay huge land taxes every year.

In addition, the history of the Menggui Sect can actually be traced back hundreds of years.

"Are you planning to bring me together to overthrow the rule of the Sheki Hachi Family?" Uesugi said hesitantly, "Unfortunately, you came a little late. Now I just want to leave here and spend my last years in peace."

"It sounds like we invited you earlier and you would actually join us." Mako covered his mouth and chuckled.

"It's hard to say." Uesugi Yue shrugged, "The eight Sheqi families are already bastards. Maybe if they change the batch of blood, they can still be on the right side."

"We are not from the fierce ghosts." Sakurai Ming said, "We do not belong to any force, we only follow your will."

"Then who is your master? You came to me to obey his orders? Then listen up. No matter what you want to ask me to do, I am not interested. I will appear at the airport early tomorrow morning and leave here. This country, to enjoy my old age in peace."

Uesugoshi closed the soup pot and said calmly, "If you understand, let's go back to our homes."

Sakurai Akira sighed in his heart. The reaction of the person in front of him was the same as Sister Enxi's analysis. It would be difficult to get this person to join the gang, but if he joins, the success rate of their next actions will be greatly improved.

Is it necessary to use big tricks when you come up?

"How long has the boss opened a stall here?" Mako suddenly asked.

"A few decades."

"From the end of the war until now?"

"Well, I have to find a job to eat."

"The boss really loves this city." Mako tilted his head.

Uesugi frowned and said displeasedly: "I have no feelings for this city. Don't get me wrong. The reason why I've been staying here is because I have nowhere to go. By the way, I'll keep a watch on the door. If I can wait for the Sheqi Hachi Family during this period, Its destruction would be great."

"But if you really hate this city, even if you have nowhere to go, you will never stay here for one more minute, right?" Mako said softly, "The world is so big, there can always be a place that welcomes monsters like us. It’s a great place, isn’t it? And the boss insists on staying here because he wants to protect something?”

Uesugoshi's face twitched slightly.

Yes, if you really hate a place, you will feel disgusted every minute you stay here so much that it makes you want to vomit, and you can't wait to escape from here in the next second.

But he is a sinner, and sinners should be punished, and this punishment is just right.

"Did the boss ever go to Mount Kobe when he was still in the family?" Mako asked.

The family's caring school was established in Mt. Kobe.

Uesugoshi shook his head.

Of course he has never been there. After returning to the family, he has the noble royal blood and the cherished seeder. How can he have time to go to the mountains and forests to see ghosts?

After his father, the chess saint, died, he was regarded by the elders as the only remaining seeder.

"I've been living there since I was diagnosed as having a bloodline problem when I was five years old." Mako's tone was flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. "The conditions there were so poor that I just looked at them. One glance at Tokyo and I fell in love with this city because the contrasts are so stark.”

"Compared with our past, the present days are so beautiful that one wonders if this is just a dream..."