Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 47

Ms. Sakura is an outstanding person. This is not only about her excellent data processing ability, her assassination ability as a ninja, or her courage as a housewife who can win the discounted meat with grandma in the supermarket, but more about her. A learning ability that absorbs knowledge like a sponge.

This kind of talent is her foundation, no matter what posture, she can quickly learn it.

Cooking, of course, is a no-brainer!
"Today is Chinese food."

"Okay~~"

Back home, Ms. Sakura, who tied up her ponytail with a hair band, looked even more heroic. She sorted and stored the shopping items one by one with fierce eyes, and arranged the ingredients to be ingested today neatly by the way.

And Fujimaru, who can only carry heavy plastic bags and provide coolies, is lazy and lazy. Lixiang looks at it with relief.

Why are you just watching?
Ms. Sakura once had such doubts, but the two of them lived together for such a long time—that is, after a few weeks, she no longer cared about such trivial matters at all.

The deepening of the bond, the deepening of mutual familiarity, the two sides who are originally friendly and can only see each other's strengths will inevitably have conflicts and bad opinions. This is what young couples must appreciate from the campus road to the cohabitation step.

Originally, they should date first, break up, date again, break up again, find another partner for a few years, and then get back together. Only after completing the above steps can they achieve this harmonious "husband and wife" way of getting along.

But it's a pity that Tatsuka Fujimaru has the best self-confidence in "letting others pamper herself", and the two are not lovers at all. In the past few weeks, it is enough for this social tyrannosaurus to tame Miss Sakura.

Hehe, Fujimaru Tatsuka said with a crooked smile as a pathetic human being who didn't even realize it was domesticated by me.

Immediately, the mop in her hand was wet with water, smoothing the lines, and the girl bent down and began to tour the living room.

Then again, why do these two people live together now?
That was of course Yuan Zhisheng's will.

The first is the safety issue. Fujimaru Tachika is already a thorn in the eyes of the ghosts. His family members and himself are quite at risk. Naturally, the parents have secretly protected them. Travel to Huaguo next door.

And Yuan Zhisheng thought that Ms. Sakura and Fujimaru Tachika would cooperate for a long time in the future, for the sake of mutual understanding and mutual care, so they let them live together.

Ms. Sakura's employee dormitory assigned by Snake Eight is a high-end apartment. It is located in a bustling location in downtown Tokyo, surrounded by the family's industry, and is strictly guarded. If a natural disaster strikes, it can quickly move to the downstairs 711 for strategic collection.

Easy to defend but difficult to attack, it is a position with excellent strategic significance!
For several weeks, the two of them spent most of their time in this apartment. Apart from going out on missions together, they were basically learning about close combat skills, and they enjoyed themselves.

The only problem is
"The problem is that you fierce ghosts are too inexperienced, right? You can't handle it for a month?"

On the balcony, Fujimaru Tateka, who had finished mopping the floor, closed the balcony door smoothly, put the mop into the bucket of clear water and turned the handle vigorously to dry the water, and said casually with his back to the shadow behind him.

The silence in the night didn't last long, and the people named didn't seem to have any intention of pretending.

"Yeah. It's amazing to be able to hold your breath to such an extent that Fujimaru-san's observation skills are as evil as ever."

Late at night in the dark Tokyo, a black shadow slowly appeared outside the security net of the high-end apartment.

The figure in the moonlight speaks like singing, and the tone is reminiscent of mottled ancient paintings.

He is wearing a blood-red wide-sleeved kimono, embroidered with large flowers of the other shore, which is also called manjusawa. The flowers of the Amaryllidaceae plant are as red as fresh blood. It complements the man's white skin.

He was leaning against the outer wall of a thirteen-story building at the moment, and his foothold was close to nothing. Ordinary people would only do the same posture as King Kong climbing the Empire State Building. This man can do it gracefully and beautifully.

I saw that his body was naturally relaxed, but he held a cherry-colored long knife lightly on his chest. While hugging his chest, the back of the knife was hooked to the anti-theft net outside the apartment to help him maintain his balance.

It's a bit dazzling, but literary and artistic, but the knife reflects light, so it's still a bit dazzling, Fujimaru Tatsuka commented.

"Miss Lixiang's personality has always been a cold and beautiful girl who kills and kills decisively, so I won't complain about you. But you, the dragon king among the majestic ghosts, came to visit the staff dormitory of Sheqi Bajia at night. Is it a regular activity on the school trip?"

Fujimaru Tachika put the broom aside, picked up the water pot to water the source of life for the plants, and did not pay attention to the enemies behind him.

Isn't your character set a set pattern when people talk about people and talk about ghosts?

Kazama Liuli knew that if she really said that, she was following this person's way, so she simply changed the subject.

"It's really cold, isn't Fujimaru-san and I hiding in the shadows, pretending to be someone else's pawn on the surface, intervening in the situation when necessary, and showing super strength and predictive intelligence? Partners?"

Feng Jian Liuli laughed and said, the spring peach in his hair fell, and his long hair was scattered like a black waterfall, so handsome.

"Hahaha."

Fujimaru Tachika raised her head and laughed without retorting, she just put the kettle half a meter up on the stage and poured it on Mr. Kazama's blade.

"you!--"

The water flowed down the blade and wet Ruri Kazama's hands and sleeves. His pupils were shocked and he quickly withdrew the knife, but he was embarrassed because his body could not maintain his balance. Finally, he grabbed the outside of the apartment with his hands a second before he fell. The white water pipes that receive the flow of water.

Well, now you're King Kong too.

Fujimaru Tachika nodded with satisfaction, kindness and friendliness flashed in her smile.

"Huh—" Kazama Liuli's complexion changed, but in the end he returned to his usual elegant and literary style, but this time he didn't say any more nonsense.Obviously Fujimaru Tatsuka didn't fully trust herself, and indeed shouldn't trust herself, so she spoke directly.

"That's the end of the joke. You'd better make more preparations recently. The king is about to prepare for a big move. If I'm not wrong, with his style, he may directly notify you in writing of the Sheqi Eight Family Headquarters , as a provocation."

"Humph," the girl responded with a nasal voice, touching the crimson coat hanging outside.

It's dry and can be collected.

"I know you have already greeted the snake-shaped deadpool, but believe me, it is just one of the playthings collected by the king, not to mention the dragon horse, even I have no idea how many cards he has." Feng Jian Liuli's face was extremely gloomy when he mentioned that name, the elegant elegance he had pretended just now was gone, almost like a wild beast that chooses to eat people.

"This matter has something to do with you too. I don't know what ecstasy soup you instilled in the executive department of the Sheqi Bajia, and what strange thoughts you instilled in the captives of the ghosts, but it did lead to a balance of power between the two parties. Totally broken."

"With such momentum, Tachibana Masamune obviously can't protect the demons in order not to expose himself. If this continues, the king will only be forced to jump over the wall. I can't predict what will happen then." The more the analysis, the expression of Kazama Ruri Just a little dim, he has a very clear recognition of his identity as a pawn, so his sense of powerlessness is getting stronger.

But no matter what, he still wants to gain a firm foothold in this chaotic battle, and find a way to achieve his goal.

——Really, the king will be killed.

"Why did you choose to do it so quickly?"

Facing Kazama Ruri's sincere words, the girl's reaction was——

"Um"

Fujimaru Tachika was careless, and grabbed another piece of clothing with her hand, and the touch in her hand made her frown.

Oops, it's too cold to feel wet or dry.

So she thought about it, touched it with her lips, then nodded with satisfaction, and took the coat down with the clothes rail.

".You don't feel nervous at all, do you?"

Kazama Liuli restrained his emotions, he was silent for a while, and then he squinted his eyes and asked lightly.

He has always known that Fujimaru Tachika is a person with a detached personality, but because he is capable and independent from the two forces, he is a rare combat force that needs to be drawn, so he went along with it.

But if the collaborator is such an easy-to-let-down, self-important guy, then he too.
"Do not."

Fujimaru Tatsuka interrupted him.

"To be honest, the current situation is indeed very bad. To be honest, it is simply terrible. The game of power between the two sides is only limited to the highest level, that is, Wang Jiang and Tachibana Masamune. Difficult to influence and many other issues.”

The girl said so many words in one breath, which surprised Ruri Kazama, and at the same time he spoke subconsciously.

"That--"

"But it is precisely because of this that I want to break the balance." Fujimaru Tateka looked sideways at Kazama Ruri, the bright white moonlight behind her sprinkled thin flakes of light, and the girl's orange eyes were also clear and clear.

"First, although you have been implying that the inner ghost of the Saki Hachi Family is Tachibana Masamune, I am not 90.00% sure, at most only [-]% [-], so I will use [existence X] to replace the inner ghost."

"Second, the more it drags on, the more the two parties control their own forces, the more and more cards will be in the hands of the king and [existence X], and it will be difficult for this side to move forward."

"Third, the point of combat is to strengthen oneself and weaken the enemy, that is, to achieve one's own expectations and prevent the other party from completing their goals. Since both the general and [existence X] want to maintain the situation, then I will destroy it."

"Fourth, only when the balance between the two parties completely collapses will the two actors gain pressure. Whether [Existence X] gave up on the king, or simply intends to take the opportunity to fulfill his purpose and expose information, I hope it will be the latter." The latter, if it is the former, it will end up as a dead and innocent evidence. Of course, the best result is to capture the king alive, and then dig out enough evidence from him to prove that Tachibana Masamune has problems."

"all in all----"

The girl clapped her hands.

"Whether I think from a strategic or tactical point of view, I have to do this. It's not why I do it, but I can only do it this way. The rest can only be adaptable. Haven't you heard a famous saying? - Keep a little The problem will be solved in the examination room.”

After the girl said these words like a jingle, she put one hand in her pocket with a calm expression, and slowly took out a plastic paper box from her trouser pocket with the other hand, sliding her white fingers to open the gap, pushing her thumb up to reveal a slender The thing stuck out, and the girl lowered her head slightly and grabbed one corner of it with her mouth.

The bitter taste lingered in her chest, and after lingering around her body for a long time, the girl raised her head unhurriedly with her eyes closed, and the breath she exhaled was like orchids that turned into white mist in the air at the beginning of May and floated upwards.

Only this scene can be called elegant, trendy, and a kind of literary beauty, as if waiting for the art to be on the cover of a fashion magazine.

Kazama Liuli looked at the girl, and was stunned for a few seconds.

But immediately, his complexion softened, and there was a little more appreciation in his eyes.

I didn't expect it to be so thoughtful. As expected of Fujimaru-san, although he has a bad personality, at least his brain is much better than his idiot brother. As long as Fujimaru-san is around——

"Oh! One more thing."

Her thoughts were interrupted, and Kazama Liuli was stunned.But I saw Fujimaru Tachika tilting his head 45 degrees and asked
"Although Fujimaru-san and I are egalitarians, why are the boys so secretive?"

Kazama Ruri: "?"

Fujimaru Tachika squinted, and his tone was calm.

"Pretend to tell me that a big war is coming, but if you think about it casually, since he is going to attack with great fanfare, it doesn't matter if you tell me about it or not, it's obviously something else."

"First, he emphasized the general's status among the demons, and then he specifically mentioned Ryoma. The purpose of telling me this information is to imply that I have nothing to ask about Sakurai Kogure."

"He also specifically mentioned the fact that the general Wang might jump over the wall in a hurry, which is to imply for the second time that I don't want to touch Sakurai Kogure."

"Afterwards, he talked nonsense and didn't know what to say, so as to confuse the public."

"In summary--"

Fujimaru Tateka clamped the back end of the strip between her fingers, and her eyes were teasing, and she had an annoying smirk like a little devil.

"You really feel sorry for Ms. Sakurai. You talk so much to cover up this kind of thing. How should I put it, it's really—"

The girl raised her head slightly, elegantly covered her lips with her hands in a pretentious gesture, and her eyes were pitiful.

"It's cute enough."

Kazama Liuli was expressionless.

Fengjian Liuli hesitated to speak.

The glass noodles in the wind are like constipation.

Kazama Ruri clenched her fists.

Kazama Ruri let go of her fist.

Kazama Liuli turned her head and left.

The elegant but embarrassed back of the man dissipated into the night, Fujimaru Tateka watched him go away, and said with a chuckle, as if the Daoist laughed at the ignorant junior, he took another breath of the incense in his hand, Continue to collect clothes.

click.

The balcony door opened, and Miss Sakura poked her head out.

"I heard some movement just now, what's the problem?"

"Report, there is nothing abnormal." Fujimaru Tatsuka replied with two things in his hand, with a natural expression.

"Well, okay, then go wash your hands and eat."

Ms. Ying was equally calm, she just glanced at the scene and turned her head to leave, but suddenly stopped her steps and turned her head to speak.

"One more thing, put down the pokey on your right hand, and don't eat snacks before meals."

"it is good."

"Yeah." Miss Ying nodded in satisfaction, and made a gesture to leave, but stopped half a second after taking the door, turning her head and frowning.

"One more thing, take your left hand off my panties, haven't done it yet."

"it is good."

The girl nodded seriously, and Yabuki Sakura probably really left this time.

The moment the door closed, the girl's tense face gradually relaxed, but there seemed to be a deeper shadow hidden in the soft lines.

The balcony door is always not tightly closed to block the warm light of the living room. The girl stays alone on the empty but dark balcony, stepping on the large shadows and looking at the lights that are lit like fireflies in the distance.

The traffic lines are dyed orange red by street lights, like the blood vessels of the city.It trembled and flickered slightly, and the blood of photons traveled through the criss-crossed slender neighborhoods, staining the surface of the lake flowing quietly under the arc of the arch bridge in red.

The streets are dyed red, and the city is warmed up. The lights of every household seem to contain a story.The father who came back late because of overtime was trying to please his family with a bitter smile, the boy who had just entered elementary school turned blue in the interlayer of his clothes and found the test paper that he could barely pass, the pet whimpered softly and licked the face of the owner, the harmonious dining table , is a family of three discussing which mountain villa to enjoy the hot springs on holiday.

Quarrel, reconciliation, habit, laziness.

The life of ordinary people is still going on, Fujimaru Tatsuka looks at those gentle and warm yellow lights in a daze.

This is what she once guarded, and she still does now.

The guardian of human nature, the guardian of human beings, she always gets dizzy and plunges into these troublesome situations, and then burns on her own and becomes distressed.

What's more, the human beings in any world are so unfortunate, as if there is always someone lining up to destroy them or rule them.

The situation is always so bad, it seems that if you take a wrong step, you will fall into the abyss and be pierced by the bones.

Just like what she said to Kazama Ruri.
The girl's words were crumbled and hidden in the wind, like the sand that was squeezed tightly by the sea and slipped from the gap between her hands.

"It's...terrible."

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ps: Fingers crossed, sitting on a chair in the war room, meditating.

Author: I want to exaggerate the current atmosphere of the war and make everyone nervous.By the way, I plan to write about Fujimaru-san, who is usually joking and optimistic, but secretly thinking.This book is also linked to the performance of the protagonist. The dragon family is really not suitable for the story of a smooth journey, and I don't intend to write a purely happy story.

Herzog is too hard to deal with, and some clues should be buried in the next few chapters, please pay attention. (Why it should be because I haven’t written it yet, I don’t know if I can string it together by then (with confidence))
(End of this chapter)