Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 112 Master Yue: What!I am Lixiang's father! ? ([-] words in three in one chapter)
Master Yue has also spent a lot of time at the University of Tokyo, and it is common for school girls to be seen. Furthermore, he has lived for a while, and he has seen all kinds of beautiful women who he thinks are alluring.

But when he saw Fujimaru Tachika for the first time, there was still an indescribable shock and a strange and strange intimacy.

The ramen chef paused for a moment with his hand wiping the table, but quickly realized, he grinned and said.

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

"Hee hee, I came to participate in the Marathon around the commercial street held by the school with my classmates. When I was walking nearby after the party, I was attacked by the rain. I am careless and forgot to bring my umbrella." The girl smiled and lifted the hair on her head. Raindrops, while explaining the words, sat at the guest table and scanned the menu at a glance.

"General, I want this red pork bone soup ramen, the soup base is thickened, salt, spicy, garlic and scallion noodles are super hard!" The beautiful orange-haired girl naturally said that modern girls' middle and high schools, and even college students Scary styles that won't be tried lightly.

Hearing that Master Yue had another meal, he couldn't help but look at her more, appreciating her even more in his heart.

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

The water for cooking the noodles was gurgling and steaming, and there were cold and majestic raindrops inside and outside the quiet van.

The silence was quickly broken, and it was the girl's inquiry that sounded.

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

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

"Yes, the back door of the University of Tokyo has been open for several years, and basically all the students here know me."

"Oh! So the taste is very good?"

The girl's eyes lit up and she praised.And Master Yue also laughed heartily a few times, waved his hand and said.

"No, no, if you're expecting some hidden world delicacies, little girl, you'll probably be disappointed. Our shopkeeper's plan is to provide students with a place to eat."

"Really?" the girl said with a drawn out voice.

"But the taste is subjective, maybe I will like the general's ramen very much, and—" the girl said unceremoniously, holding the only edamame left on the ramen table, and licking her mouth. "An old store that can survive may not necessarily have a superior taste, but at least it is a proof that he has conquered the hearts of customers."

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

She folded her hands under her chin, deliberately clumsily acting in the tone of a lonely gourmet who has experienced vicissitudes of life, and said leisurely.

"Environment, atmosphere, feelings, and a handsome and gentle general, these may be the factors for your success, general."

Master Yue was stunned again. He didn't expect this little girl to be so extroverted, but she was even a veteran at talking nonsense, and she pretended to be melancholy and deep, all in one set.

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

"Hahahahahaha, little girl, you can really talk. Indeed, when I was young, old man, I was also called Uncle Dongda Takuya!" Master Yue said flatteringly, and then inexplicably started to make things difficult for the little girl, so he deliberately opened the mouth.

"However, I recognize the word handsome, but what kind of word is this gentle? Could it be that the little girl is prevaricating the words of an old man like me?"

After saying this, Master Yue felt that he was so bad that he was not satisfied when people praised him.But it's been a long time since I saw such a beautiful girl, and Master Yue couldn't help but return to his childlike innocence, thinking in sync with the elementary school boys on the far side.

However, he did not expect that the girl gave an answer without even thinking about it.

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

"It was about four or 10 minutes ago when the shower appeared. The distance to the nearest residential area is less than [-] kilometers, and it is almost a distance from the shopping mall. If you want to go home or go to the business district to earn money after work If the white-collar workers have some spare money, they should leave by now."

"But you didn't leave, but continued to stay here to set up a stall. I took a closer look at the back door of Dongda University when I came over. The terrain looked at the depression to the west. This is the downhill section for bicycles, and there is a drainage channel next to it. It is really dangerous in rainy days. The environment is bad."

"As far as I can see, you are healthy and strong. There are four bowls on the stove, the oil is still there, and there is even a little mist from one bowl."

"To sum up, you stayed here on purpose to give the students who came out of the back door of Dongda University a place to rest and shelter from the rain, and you didn't have any interest in making money from this noodle cart."

The girl's mouth was like that pea machine gun spraying non-stop. After she finished speaking, she paused for a while and shrugged her shoulders to conclude.

"Isn't this the Yasasi?"

At this time, Master Yue was stunned again.

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

Although he had boasted about his kindness with the Dong University student just now, but the men were laughing and blowing water, and the emotion became indifferent, and no one would care.But if others tell the truth to the public, Master Yue will feel ashamed for some reason.

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

"It can't be that I'm just a lazy bastard who doesn't want to move here." Master Yue quibbled in a low voice, then hurriedly brought up her ramen before the girl could refute, and said.

"Ahem, little girl, you, your reasoning is very good. You belong to the reasoning club at school? Or some high school detective who has been in the newspaper? Then tell me, what else can you see?"

Master Yue was determined to save his face, so he secretly put his newspaper in a place to cover the beauty magazine, so as not to make people laugh, and inexplicably ignited a confrontation in his heart.

"siu~~~"

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

"Well, I'm not a member of the reasoning club. It was published in the newspaper, but it was only because of my bravery." After finishing speaking, the girl glanced at the surrounding layout casually, and hesitated.

"As for reasoning. I only know a little bit. It's not so much reasoning as observation and thinking. I can't get on the stage. Don't mind if I'm wrong."

"Hahaha, old man, I am very generous, just say what you want." Master Yue laughed, disapproving.

"Okay." The girl also nodded.

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

The girl took a deep breath, her cherry lips parted slightly——

"Mixed race, apart from Japanese blood, should have French blood, nostalgic personality, no heirs or heirs who don't contact you, often go to community churches, have no special entertainment activities on weekdays, and have no friends."

"?"

"Single, living alone, had decades of job vacancies, women with rich experience, engaged in manual labor when they were young, and now in excellent health, about 80 years old, what I ate at noon today is chrysanthemum chrysanthemum and ginger Meat."

"?"

"My family lives in the old city which is the nearest to the northwest of here. I have a strong background but I seem to be out of touch with myself. The current economic situation is not good. The quality of sleep should not be high yesterday, and I am struggling to buy the 167th issue [red wine. girl] and distressed."

"?!!"

"and also--"

"Wait blah blah blah blah blah blah—"

Master Yue panicked. This time he was not only stunned, but also panicked. He almost turned out of the front cabinet to cover the girl's mouth, but the orange-haired girl easily avoided it.

"You, this, you, who sent you! Which old boy sent you to harass me! Ah! Tell me, tell me!"

Master Yue was in a hurry, his face was flushed, and he was almost in a panic.

The girl looked at him with raised eyebrows, her face was puzzled.

"You don't have to react so much, do you? I can explain everything clearly."

The girl took another deep breath.

"Mixed-race people can draw conclusions just by looking at their faces. The nostalgic character is because there is a photo of Amami Yuki Nakayama Miho hanging on your car, and it is yellowed."

"There is no heir because you chose to open a store in front of Tokyo University, which in itself shows that you are eager to contact young people but have not been able to satisfy it. It is also suitable for such a family situation in terms of age."

"You can see the corner of the silver cross next to your collar. The opening time of the church here is just staggered with the closing time of the University of Tokyo. You haven't played any sports, fishing, cycling, or even sunburn left by tourists. marks and muscle-building marks."

"Being single is because your fingernails have grown but haven't been taken care of, and there are no wedding rings or traces of wearing them. The same is true for living alone. The decades of work gaps are due to the way you make ramen noodles and It is reversed from the traces of the use of the ramen van."

"Women have rich experience because you just glanced at me very covertly at the first glance without changing your face. The forearm exposed by the cuff has obvious muscle lines. The wheels of the van are a bit severely worn, but it doesn't affect me. Traveling shows that you have sufficient wrist and physical strength to overcome it, and your age can also be inferred from the time you said you were a master at Dongda University and the condition of the car, and the lunch meal is still a little bit stuck on the right rear molar."

"There is a piece of purple gold petals on the edge of your calf. I almost didn't see it because of the angle. But there are only such flowers on Bantian Xiaolu 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 musty."

"The place where you open a ramen stall is quite unique. If you look carefully, you will find that you are the only one at all. Although this street is not very good, it is still very valuable. I heard that a company is willing to pay 12 billion US dollars to buy it. This piece of land is for commercial development, but there is no land holder at all, and now it seems that we have found it.”

"As for the [Red Wine Girl], I saw it when I came over, and you didn't block it, the crimson suspenders on that girl's legs are very obvious. And——"

The girl smiled slightly, put her five fingers together and pointed forward, and said with the corners of her mouth raised.

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

"?"

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

Like five thunders crashing, like thunder on the ground, like a tornado destroying the parking lot, his brain was plunged into a vortex of distress.

He didn't even know what to say, but he was frightened by the girl in front of him, and he watched in a daze as she finished the ramen he had made, and then finished the soup in one gulp. satisfy.

The raindrops gradually became thinner, hitting the curtain like silver needles falling to the ground, but more like steel needles being 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 when he looked carefully, he found that the girl who was picking her teeth elegantly with a toothpick really didn't seem to be here to amuse herself. Master Yue instinctively felt that he just met a strange talent in this huge Tokyo for the first time.

So with a bitter face, he watched the girl stand up and praise her craftsmanship, and was about to leave.

".and many more."

After all, Master Yue couldn't hold back, his eyes twitched and asked the girl.

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

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

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

"Huh? Ah, you said that."

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

"I don't know if you noticed that you were humming a song when you didn't make the dough, and that song was a nursery rhyme in French."

".What?" Master Yue stared wide-eyed, looking a little unbelievable.

Humming is just like talking to yourself while playing games. Boys walking on the road will suddenly turn around and compare their hands to the posture of shooting a basketball. It is an uncontrolled physiological reflex, so most of the time, even The parties themselves will not notice.

At this time, Uesugi Koshi, who was pointed out by the girl, was also surprised by the reality, he was stunned for a while before he realized it, and said with a dry smile.

"Ahem, cough, this is really a joke. When I was young, my singing was said to be like howling ghosts and howling wolves, like sea cucumbers in my ears. It's a good thing you can recognize what 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 long ago.

After all, she shook her fingers and hummed softly.

As I said before, the girl's voice is ethereal and graceful, as if falling into a spring in a secluded valley, giving people a sense of tranquility and warmth, a kind of maternal tenderness that makes people sink involuntarily.And when she hummed softly, the feeling was even more obvious.

Suddenly, the faint aroma of straw and dryness stayed near the nasal cavity, and the burning and flickering of candles dispelled the coldness of the heavy rain.

The woman stretched out her hand slightly, and the cloth rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound. The soft white brocade robe gently wiped the baby's wrinkled face, and the woman kindly and softly shook the child, singing softly.

"Frère Jacques, Frère Jacques,

Brother Jacques, Brother Jacques

Dormez-vous ? Dormez-vous ?
are you sleepingare you sleeping
Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matines,

Go ring the bell for Matins, go ring the bell for Matins

Ding, daing, dong! Ding, daing, dong!
Ding, ding, clang!Ding, ding, clang! "

The rain gradually became smaller, which was just right as an accompaniment. The girl hummed a complete song, and Master Yue was both fascinated and puzzled.

He doesn't remember the song.

He didn't even have the impression that he had heard this song before, and his memory was a bit ignorant and fuzzy, as if he was shaking gently in a cradle in a white halo, and the gentle wind was like a woman's gentle whisper, which made people want to fall asleep.

"Friar Jacques."

"what?"

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

"Because you don't seem to have much impression, General, so I tried to recall this song. This song should be the 17th century French nursery rhyme "Friar Jacques." I don't know what the girl's brain is made of, It feels like an Internet is stuffed inside, and these corner knowledge come casually.

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

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

"As I said, it's a nursery rhyme, and I think your mother sang it to you."

Babies’ brains are very strange. It’s not surprising that two or three-year-old children memorize dozens of ancient poems, but when they grow up, they will gradually forget them and leave them in the deepest and deepest part of the brain, like a locked treasure chest, waiting One day the chains will rust, 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 laughed out loud, as gentle as if the pure morning light covered people with green brocade leather jackets.

"You have a mother who loves you dearly."

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

But as an old friend of Uesugi Koshi, Anger knew that it might be some kind of soul-shaking touch, and it was also a palpitation that others could never empathize with.

But the story continues. In his memories, Master Yue who was stunned in place felt like an old tree rooted in the ground. Tens of hundreds of years have passed, but when he came back to his senses, the orange in front of him The color is still there.

The sky was already clear, and the girl turned her back to him and let the sun shine on her body, doing stretching movements to relax her body, like a jumping swan spreading its wings towards the sun.But Master Yue had no time to take care of the beautiful scenery, he asked eagerly as if he was afraid that he would lose something.

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

"Ok?"

The girl looked back at him, turned around, and looked at each other. The girl saluted playfully, and said with a serious face on purpose.

"Fujimaru Rika."

"My name is Fujimaru Tachika, just an ordinary Fujimaru Tachika~"

*
The story seemed to come to an end, and the people who told or listened to the story were silent for a while.

The tea in Anger's hand was slightly rippling. He didn't drink it, but put it down, and took a breath.

"What a powerful girl, I feel like you are making up a novel for me. Why, this is the heroine of the novel you have spent decades fantasizing about. You want to be her adoptive father?"

"What!! I'm Lixiang's father!!!" The ramen old man, who was immersed in memories and deep thoughts, suddenly slapped the table with ferocious ecstasy. Angers collar, spit angrily and roared in surprise without restraint.

"Ask me?!" Anger, who was always elegant, was dumbfounded, because he really didn't expect this person to have such a reaction.

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

"Okay, okay, I know how precious you are to that little girl, and I won't overdo it for the sake of our old friends." Angers said seriously, but in fact, he couldn't help but think If the girl is really as ethereal and clear as Master Yue said, then when a mad dragon descends on the world, he will not believe that the girl will not take the initiative to fight a set of military punches.

Angers harbored ghosts, and Master Yue finally stopped being entangled in Angers collar. He escaped from the fantasy that he was Lixiang's father, and returned to his seat with a face full of disappointment, his thoughts naturally 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 is a huge contradiction.

When the old man meets a young girl, the first words between them besides greeting are like this.

——Hee hee, I came here for a party with my classmates, and when I was walking nearby after the party, I was attacked by this shower of rain.I am careless and forget to bring my umbrella.

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

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

*
The squeaking wheels are pushing up and down the slope, the ramen chef is walking on the street where the cherry trees will fall, the cherry blossoms and water flow together under his feet, the man is like the hero in a literary film, slowly appearing in the camera .

He hummed that song softly, it was a gift from his mother, a gift that would have been ignored by him forever if no one reminded him.

When a man was young, he did a lot of wrong things, many irreparable wrong things, that was the past that he himself could not forgive.

But when memories about his biological mother flooded his mind, he still eagerly longed for that little bit of warmth.

He has been punished for far too long.

Just as the girl said, he regretted his mistakes in his decades of life, abandoned all the power he had acquired, and even the instinct and power that flowed in his blood were tightly grasped, unwilling to let out a little light.

If it is not expected, it will be like this in the future.

But
"Dormez-vous ~Dormez-vous~"

The man sang softly, which was the other's teasing of the priest in the ballad.

Do you still want to sleep?
The girl named Tachika Fujimaru didn't finish all the words. The song itself is a nursery rhyme, but the inspiration for its creation came from Martin Luther, the leader of the religious reformation. The guests satirized them for being lazy and slippery in their positions, just closing their eyes and falling asleep, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Uesugi Yue had never read this interpretation, but he could probably guess it.

He suddenly thought of himself, and then smiled bitterly.

Mom, she told herself not to be what kind of person so early, so early, but she still became the scum that mother hated most without hesitation.

What a useless child.
Uesugi Yue suddenly felt some sore eyes, but couldn't cry.

He is old, maybe the lacrimal glands are underdeveloped, or maybe he drained all the tears when he was young.

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

But
The girl named Fujimaru Tachika also said that she is gentle, but I think she really has enough Asasasi.

Master Yue was pushing the cart, and the wind blew towards the man's eyes, making it 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 when he was pushing the cart. The mother and daughter who saw them preaching seemed so warm.

"Don't run around by yourself next time, you know. I don't know if I can meet such a kind person to help."

"Ah."

The mother is a typical housewife, with a single ponytail draped over her right shoulder, wearing a cotton blue sweater, 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 was wet from the rain, and she was wearing a sportswear that was obviously too big by more than one size, and the sportswear looked abnormally dry. Quite tidy.

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

That's because the gym uniforms of Japanese junior high school students often have their names written on their clothes.

And the clothes on the little girl had a few large characters written in cursive script.

A. He just knew the name not long ago.

puff.

Master Yue didn't know why he suddenly laughed out loud. He laughed like an office worker who knew he wouldn't work overtime this week. Something bright and warm exists on the planet of .

Yes
What a gentle child.

　ps: I found all the sayings about "Friar Jacques" on the Internet. I don't know if it's right.

　　I don’t know if you still remember Master Yue’s real past, 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 large sections in the official chapters that cost money. If you forget, you can read the original work.

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

　　What, embarrassing?
　　That can't be helped (sad)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)