Lu Mingfei doesn’t want to be a superhero

Narita International Airport, Chiba Prefecture, Japan.

Yuan Zhisheng shook hands with Lu Mingfei. After saying hello, he paused and added: "Please give my regards to Principal Angers."

Yuan Zhisheng is rarely so polite to others, not because he is rude, but because his status does not allow it - he is not only the heir to the Yuan family, one of the top three Sheqi families, but also the young master of the entire Sheqi family. , the future patriarch, in a class-strict country like Japan, if he is too polite to someone, it would be illegal.

But Lu Mingfei was not among them. The S-level class in the academy was the highest class in the entire secret party. In theory, even the patriarch himself had to treat Lu Mingfei with courtesy.

Of course, there are differences between S-classes. Some people become S-class by virtue of their pure blood. Some people have only A+ blood, but they hold the position of elder or college director in the secret party. Their status makes them S-class. , there are also people who have reached the realm of masters in alchemy, and can use alchemy to reproduce the miracle-like power in myths, and are naturally respected as S-level.

Lu Mingfei belongs to the former group. With his pure blood superiority, he stood at the highest level of the secret party at the age of eighteen. Although he has not yet grown up, he is Angers's beloved disciple. He may represent Angers and Come on, there is no reason why the eight Sheqi families are not cautious.

In fact, the Sheqi family has arranged a super-standard welcome banquet for Lu Mingfei. Yuan Zhisheng came to pick him up in person just to show that he was serious. The main meal will come next, and during this dinner, the Sheqi family will figure it out. Lu Mingfei's "taste".

"Hello, hello," Lu Mingfei shook hands with Yuan Zhisheng and said enthusiastically, "Are you a senior brother? I heard people say that in the college, you were studying in the college a few years ago and set many records."

"It's just good luck." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly.

He was not happy about Lu Mingfei's praise. Although Lu Mingfei was an S-class with a very high bloodline, he was the emperor of the eight Sheqi families. In front of the emperor, the S-class bloodline was not worth mentioning. He broke The college's record is a matter of course.

After a few polite words to Yuan Zhisheng, Lu Mingfei did not forget to explain to Su Jiannan, who was being ignored next to him: "This is Senior Brother Yuan. He studied at Kassel College before, and he and I are considered alumni."

Su Jiannan on the side suddenly understood - no wonder the other party is so enthusiastic about Lu Mingfei. It turns out that they are alumni of the same university, which makes sense... What a ghost!

You shouldn't have this attitude if you come from the same university, right? Besides, it seems like you have never met before!

Su Jiannan felt like he had a headache.

This is like Zhuge Liang taking a bookboy to the Kingdom of Wu before the Battle of Chibi. He was ready to fight with the scholars to convince Sun Quan. But as soon as he stepped into the hall, the bookboy next to him threw away his luggage and chatted and laughed with Sun Quan in the first seat. The reason It turned out that they had attended the same private school back then.

"Please follow me," the beautiful female secretary beside Yuan Zhisheng led the way, her high heels making a pleasant sound on the airport floor, "The motorcade to greet you is outside."

Team?

Lu Mingfei and Su Jiannan followed Yuan Zhisheng and his party out of the airport.

Su Jiannan was stunned - the outside of the airport was occupied by luxury cars. Next to each car stood a uniformed driver, tall and tall, wearing white gloves.

Some people believe that this posture is to welcome the Japanese Prime Minister for inspection.

Lu Mingfei was not surprised. He had seen this kind of scene many times.

Under the guidance of the female secretary, Lu Mingfei followed Yuan Zhisheng into a Rolls-Royce, while Su Jiannan and others were naturally placed in other cars.

Unexpectedly, there was no driver in the Rolls-Royce. Ying opened the back seat door for Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng. After they entered and closed the door, she sat in the driver's seat by herself, skillfully. drive on the road.

Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng sat in the back seat, speechless, but Lu Mingfei's eyes kept staring at Sakura in the driver's seat - to be precise, staring at her lower part.

Yuan Zhisheng narrowed his eyes unconsciously.

Before welcoming the S-class, he imagined many situations, but he did not expect that the S-class who came here turned out to be a wretched and lustful ghost.

Has the academy headquarters fallen to this level? Or is it that the legendary Principal Angers, although unparalleled in dragon slaying, has an average eye for people?

Looking away from Ying, Lu Mingfei looked at Yuan Zhisheng beside him and asked tentatively: "Brother Yuan, is this lady driving the car your secretary?"

"Yes," Minamoto nodded, "She is my secretary, Yabuki Sakura."

Ying, who was driving, tilted her head slightly and greeted Lu Mingfei: "Hello."

Lu Mingfei responded quickly to Ying, then looked at Yuan Zhisheng, hesitantly wanting to speak.

Yuan Zhisheng silently decided that if this guy dared to ask Sakura to receive him personally, he would find an opportunity to press his head into the boiling miso soup.

"Senior Brother Yuan, Miss Ying...is she wearing high heels?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Should we talk about such a presumptuous topic when we meet for the first time? Just like a third-rate gangster on the street...

Yuan Zhisheng responded with a faint "hmm", and his favorable impression of this S-class fell like a roller coaster.

"Brother Yuan, I'm Chinese and I don't know much about Japan's legal regulations." Lu Mingfei scratched his head and asked, "In Japan, wearing high heels while driving, doesn't it violate traffic regulations?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked a little embarrassed: "It is illegal to drive in Japan with high heels, but this rule is because driving with high heels can easily get stuck in the shoes and cause traffic accidents, but we are mixed race..."

What Yuan Zhisheng meant was that with his mixed-race physique and skills, there would be no accidents even if he drove in high heels.

But before he could finish speaking, Lu Mingfei said weakly: "Mixeds must also abide by the law."

Yuan Zhisheng was silent.

After a few seconds, Yuan Zhisheng nodded: "You are right, Sakura, change places with me and I will drive."

"Young Master..." Sakura hesitated. As a retainer, she asked the Young Master to drive. It was simply disrespectful.

"This is an order." Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Yes." Sakura stopped the car and changed places with Yuan Zhisheng.

Lu Mingfei and Ying sat in the back seat. He silently moved a little away from Ying - he was not used to being too close to beautiful girls he was not familiar with.

Yuan Zhisheng silently saw this scene through the rearview mirror.

As expected of an S-class, it’s really unpredictable. The source of childishness is the way of the heart.

…

As night fell, the luxury motorcade stopped in front of the black crystal-like building.

Through the window, Lu Mingfei saw the giant neon sign hanging in the night sky - "Tamazo Mae Club".

Tamamo Mae... Lu Mingfei knows this name, or most otakus are familiar with this name. In Japanese mythology, Daji escaped from China to Japan and charmed the then emperor, but was discovered by the great onmyoji Abe Seimei. Eventually he was killed by an army of 500,000 and thousands of monks and Onmyoji.

Lu Mingfei looked a little strange.

The fox demon who is famous for her beauty is now named on the signboard of a club. I know that the main business of this club will definitely not be simple and elegant projects such as tea ceremony or Go.

"Senior Brother Yuan, what are we doing here? Shouldn't we be sent to the welcome reception or hotel first?" Lu Mingfei asked, looking at Yuan Zhisheng in the driver's seat.

Sakura had already gotten out of the car and opened the door for him and Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng and Lu Mingfei got off the car together: "There is a welcome reception here. As for the hotel, don't worry, there are rooms here specifically for overnight stays."

I can't rest assured when you say this. Lu Mingfei’s heart is not clear.

Aren’t we here to talk about serious business?

Lu Mingfei thought about it carefully and felt that he might have thought too much. After all, although some special services are common items when entertaining customers, this is the academy's branch in Japan. It can't be so obscene, right? It should be an ordinary high-end club inside, but the name is rather strange.

This thought only lasted until Lu Mingfei walked through the door.

Ethereal and clear, like the glass world mentioned in Buddhist scriptures.

The ground is made of crystal glass seamlessly pieced together, and five-color lights change under the feet. In the sky are quaint wooden columns and red-toothed cornices, and vermilion wooden stairs spiral along the four walls. Anyone who steps into Tamamo-mae for the first time will have an unreal feeling, feeling like they are flying in the glow.

Girls in maple red kimonos lined up on the dance floor, their skin as delicate and gorgeous as golden satin. The mythical nine-tailed fox Tamamozamae was covered in gold, and even emperors could not resist her golden body. Tamamomae asked the dancers to apply gold powder to recreate the myth.

There are still vague patterns on their golden bodies, and if you look closely, they are small poems written in Japanese. The girls put stickers on their bodies before applying the gold powder. After applying the gold powder, they peeled off the stickers, and the poems remained on their bodies. The words and phrases on each person's body were different. Together they formed a complete "Diamond Sutra" .

The dance music played, the golden dancers sang and danced vigorously, and dozens of pairs of golden long legs stretched out in graceful arcs. Under the lights, people were dazzled. The faint golden powder floated, refracted the light, and covered it with a hazy and dreamy filter.

The band is located on the second floor. They are girls wearing traditional kimonos, with wide open necklines, revealing fair and jade-like skin. They are different from the golden dancers.

Lu Mingfei was stunned at the door.

On the dance floor, several golden girls suddenly broke away from the team and walked towards Lu Mingfei. Their skirts were shorter than the other girls, and their movements were gentler on the dance floor to avoid having a romantic affair.

They stepped forward, their kimonos only had one sleeve, and their bare arms were placed on Lu Mingfei's body, either holding his arm, or surrounding his chest and waist.

Surrounded by a forest of beauties, Lu Mingfei admitted that he enjoyed it a little, but his body was also a little stiff, and a subconscious comment came to his mind - Yaoshou, the "Diamond Sutra" is here to rob people!

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Yuan Zhisheng: "Senior Brother Yuan, this is..."

"This is a welcome reception prepared for you, junior brother. Please come with me. The reception will be on the third floor." Yuan Zhisheng said.

Lu Mingfei was silent.

I didn’t expect you to be such a Japanese branch.

…

Su Jiannan and his party were arranged to receive reception on the second floor. Surrounded by the girls, Lu Mingfei followed Yuan Zhisheng to the third floor.

At the end of the corridor, the door slowly opened, and the girls filled the room with light.

"いらっしゃいませ." The girls bowed together, their long hair hanging down and the ends graceful like hooks.

This is a plain Japanese-style room with white wooden latticework on all sides. There is a long table in the middle of the Japanese-style room. On the long table is a copper basin filled with water, and cherry blossom petals are sprinkled on the water. The place is extremely simple, decorated only with girls.

The moment Lu Mingfei walked in, the girls who were surrounding him all backed away, like a flower full of butterflies. Suddenly, the butterflies dispersed, and the white butterflies were fragrant.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and looked at himself.

Minamoto stood aside and said to himself that the Inuyama family was indeed engaged in the custom industry. In this battle, even if a woman comes, she will be turned away. How many men can resist such temptation?

In this way, it should be much easier to get words from Lu Mingfei. The source of childishness is the way of the heart.

"Senior Brother Yuan, are there any changes of clothes here?" Lu Mingfei asked.

The girls in the room, as well as Yuan Zhisheng and Yingying beside Lu Mingfei were stunned for a moment - are you in such a hurry? Even if you want to do something, you have to at least have a chat first, right?

Immediately, with everyone watching, Lu Mingfei picked up the gold powder mark left on his clothes by rubbing against the girl's skin, and said distressedly: "My clothes are stained, I need to change them."

The house suddenly became quiet, as if you could hear a pin drop.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and realized that there seemed to be something wrong with what he said. He quickly added to Yuan Zhisheng: "Senior Brother Yuan, I don't blame the girls for soiling my clothes just now. I think the welcome way just now It’s pretty good, even if it stains your clothes, it’s worth it…”

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly had a hunch that the task of getting words out of Lu Mingfei might be far more difficult than he imagined.

…

Facts have proved that Yuan Zhisheng's hunch was right.

He and Lu Mingfei sat across from each other at the two ends of the long table. There was only Ying beside him. Lu Mingfei was surrounded by all kinds of beautiful girls, but he only had a good conversation with one of them, a girl with some baby fat on her face.

Yuan Zhisheng could see the reason at a glance, because among the girls surrounding Lu Mingfei, she was the only one who knew a lot about the two-dimensional culture, so she and Lu Mingfei had a lot in common.

Lu Mingfei, surrounded by girls, thought to himself that the Japanese branch's reception was too warm.

Lu Mingfei suspected that if he had sent over his hobby list before coming, the Japanese branch might have held a cos exhibition for him as a welcome party. The venue was full of beautiful girls wearing various cos clothing.

Yuan Zhisheng was sitting opposite Lu Mingfei. He was troubled by the abnormality of his target and was thinking about countermeasures. When he turned around, he saw Yingying sitting next to him staring at him. Her pretty face was better than anyone in the room. The girl's eyes were black and white under the clean light, reflecting her own face.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhisheng asked in a low voice.

"No, it's nothing," Sakura lowered her head, "I'm sorry, young master, I was rude."

Even when Lu Mingfei complained in his mind that the reception method of the Japanese branch was too Japanese, a commotion suddenly came from downstairs, disrupting the somewhat pink atmosphere in the room.

Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly, stood up, and bowed: "I'm sorry, I'll go downstairs to deal with it."

Lu Mingfei stood up quickly: "I'll go too. I'll go too."

It was indeed enjoyable to be surrounded by beautiful girls, but it was also very nerve-wracking. Lu Mingfei felt as stiff as a zombie as he sat there. Wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform, he could have been a guest star in Uncle Nine's movie.

Following Yuan Zhisheng out of the room, Lu Mingfei could directly overlook the lobby on the first floor from the third floor.

The security personnel were lying all over the floor in the hall, rolling around "ouch, ouch". Some of the girls who had danced on the dance floor were hiding in the corners, hugging each other, and some were screaming and running up the stairs, their legs flying. Spring is like a tide.

A tall young man in black, holding a sheathed Japanese sword, was grabbing the girls one by one. Every time he grabbed a girl, he stared at her face for a few seconds, and then let go of her to grab the next one.

Rather than being a gangster and molesting a girl, he was more like a rabbit farmer grabbing his rabbits and checking them one by one for cleft lip disease.

Yuan Zhisheng on the third floor had a frosty face and was about to turn over and jump down to capture the troublemaker when he saw Lu Mingfei take two steps forward with a face full of surprise, lie down on the railing on the third floor and shouted: "Senior Brother Chu? Yes?" You?"

The young man who was checking the rabbit in the lobby on the first floor suddenly stopped and turned his head, revealing a handsome face that Lu Mingfei was all too familiar with.

The two looked at each other.

"Lu Mingfei?"

"It's really you, Senior Brother Chu!"

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Lu Mingfei and then at Chu Zihang, his head full of questions.