Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 9 Fujimaru Tachika, you are full marks (sad)

"Since when did you realize that I am not a maid?"

"Hey, are you curious?"

In the room, the two girls who were facing each other couldn't see a trace of tension on each other's faces, but Yabuki Sakura, who had a poker face and couldn't see any emotion, was the first to break the deadlock and nodded slightly.

"Well, to be honest, I'm quite confident in my performance."

That's right, it doesn't make sense that the quiet atmosphere hasn't been specially practiced, and Fujimaru Tatsuka couldn't see through the opponent's disguise all at once.

but
"Because of some special reasons, I am more cautious."

After all, if you were not careful, you would have died a long time ago—Fujimaru Tatsuka complained in her heart.

And
"Besides, Mr. Crow and Mr. Yasha have been looking up and down at various places since I entered the door, but your beautiful sister and the others only glanced at them when they entered the door, and then consciously avoided their eyes.

It's too weird in terms of identity or personality, so I guess you are in the same group, the reason why you don't want to look at her is to avoid being noticed by me about your relationship, right? "

Fujimaru Tatsuka said calmly.

Hearing this, Yabuki Sakura understood.

Hearing this, Yuan Zhi was surprised.

Hearing this, the two corpses on the ground, which were already ups and downs, bounced slightly, and then fell silent.

The atmosphere in the room paused for a moment, Yuan Zhisheng moved his hand away from the handle of the knife expressionlessly, leaned on the table, and then covered his face with a sigh.

It was his order not to look at Yabuki Sakura too much, and the purpose was the same as what Tatsuka Fujimaru said, but he didn't expect that the two of them could look at the junior high school girl for a long time.

Yuan Zhisheng's posture at the moment is like a silent apology.

Red bean paste private masai. My people are so shameless really red bean paste private masai!

Yabuki Sakura, Yasha, and Crow are the team members of Mr. Minamoto, the director of the Executive Bureau of the Japanese Mixed Race Division.

Maybe it's because he hasn't been the chief of the bureau for a year, or maybe it's because he's too young and energetic, and his team composition is messy, basically made up by hard work, but it's not a big problem, at least they have a fairly good division of labor. clearly.

Yuan Zhisheng is in charge of fighting, and Yabuki Sakura is in charge of fighting, internal adjustment, information acquisition, overall planning, management of internal affairs and balancing the ratio of men and women, as well as improving the group's appearance.

Crow and Yasha are responsible for setting off their bravery, occasionally. Very occasionally.

There is no doubt that this is the Golden Triangle.

But having said that, although Sakura Yabuki's responsibility is slightly redundant, it is undeniable that she has always done a good job.

Even now—

The subordinate's dereliction of duty will be redeemed by the subordinate, and the dignity of the Saki Ba Family is at stake. At this moment, she, Yabuki Sakura, will definitely help the building to collapse!
It has always been like this.

That's how it should be, rather, it can only be like this!

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes suddenly became solid, he raised his head and met the eyes of Secretary Xiang, who had a tacit understanding.

Sakura nodded her head, showing a peaceful smile, and the mask of the young female assistant also fell off
A white light suddenly appeared, and a sharp dagger suddenly appeared on the side of Fujimaru Tatsuka's face, appearing out of thin air, like a ghost!When she subconsciously looked over there, she found that almost at the same time, there was a strong wind that made hair stand on end from the other side of her.

The white dagger kept approaching in the field of vision, Fujimaru Tateka almost instinctively reacted.

Without hesitation, she pulled Yabuki Sakura's wrist, which she hadn't let go just now, to her side, making the latter lose her balance, and at the same time bent her waist, pushed her free palm back to the ground, and quickly moved with the wine table. Pulled away.

"Oh oh oh so dangerous!"

Her reaction was quick, but she never expected that Yabuki Sakura's response was also extremely quick.

The blue and white kimono came off at some point, and was thrown into the air, completely blocking Fujimaru Tachika's sight, and at the same time, the two daggers also passed through, and he could only dodge to the side when he couldn't judge the direction. The dagger almost flew past Fujimaru Tateka's slender waist.

The poor and innocent kimono fell to the ground, Yabuki Sakura also revealed her figure hidden under the beautiful kimono.

Fujimaru Tateka inexplicably smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms in the slightly cold zone, and then she looked at Yabuki Sakura's black fabric clinging to her body, which was full of metal blades.

Now it doesn't look like a flower, it looks like a black spider, Fujimaru Tatsuka thought.

This time there was no chance of a truce, the female assassin in black clothes quickly approached like a shadow, reaching out with both hands, every blow did not seem to be aimed at subduing Fujimaru Tachika, but more like intending to make her suffer.

The strong wind blew by, the maple-red hair fluttered in the air, and Yabuki Sakura whipped her leg again and almost brushed her cheek, and her skin felt a burning pain.

The space in this room is not large, and it was difficult to do too many gorgeous and complicated moves, but Yabuki Sakura's body flexibility seems to be very good, and she can even support the ground with one hand, and kick her legs sideways. out.

In order to avoid being caught by the leg, there will be several sharp blades shot out from nowhere, making Fujimaru Tachika weak.

The fierce wind kept whistling, and Sakura's attack was sharp and effective, not redundant. With her black close-fitting combat uniform and slender and flexible body, the offensive never stopped like a tide, like an obsidian-colored spider in this small room. Covered with cobwebs, it is bullying and ravaging its prey.

"Hiss, as expected of Miss Sakura."

Yasha, who was lying on the ground with half of his face still stuck to the tatami, was peeking at the battlefield, muttering softly.

"Nonsense, that's Miss Sakura."

Crow, who was also lying on the ground next to him, quietly raised his eyes with his hand, and responded simply.

To be honest, as mentioned above, although Crow and Yasha are both named forwards and military advisers in this team, but in terms of fighting skills, the two of them may not be able to reach Miss Sakura's ponytail together.

He was born as a killer and minored in ninja, who would dare to touch porcelain!
And above the two, Yuan Zhisheng looked down at the back of his head with indifferent eyes, silent.

But then again, when he turned his attention back to the two fighting girls, he unexpectedly revealed a dignified expression, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was not as relieved as the other two.

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Raising his shoulders and arms to part Sakura's slender thighs, Fujimaru Tatsuka took a step back lightly.

Seeing this, Yabuki Sakura didn't press anymore, she backed off her offensive, and praised while looking for a flaw.

"The movements are very clean. Have you ever practiced martial arts besides fitness?"

"Practiced calligraphy and piano."

?

Looking at Yabuki Sakura's puzzled expression, Fujimaru Tateka thought that she was not lying, she had really practiced these two skills in her life.Learning these art-related skills was originally intended to be used when interacting with Heroic Spirits in the future.

As for martial arts.
In this life, the world seems to have never met someone who can teach me.

"If I have to say it, I have learned a little bit of ancient Greek boxing, ancient Roman boxing, and Bajiquan."

Refers to Pancrasin, Jacob's siblings and the like.

Fujimaru Tatsuka made a gesture with his thumb and index finger, describing that he had only learned a little.In fact, he also took the ninja class, which was an experience class taught by the heroic spirit in his hometown, but because it took too long to exercise, he only learned the fur of the fur.

"In this case, do you want to try to attack by you this time?"

Yabuki Sakura didn't hesitate, but suggested softly.

"Ok?"

Seeing the girl's surprised expression, Yabuki Sakura explained with a smile.

"Since just now, you have been dodging or defending, right? There are many opportunities to take advantage of the victory but you will not choose to attack. Is there any deep meaning in that? Or are you simply underestimating the opponent?"

The half-clenched fist trembled when he heard the words, and Fujimaru Tatsuka's eyes blinked, a little surprised by the content of the words.

She also realized her violation.

Why not attack?

Then there is no need to ask, of course it is because the people who trained her before did not give her a chance to fight back!

If you can dodge a move, you will be considered a success. If you can defend, you can drink champagne. Don't even think about counterattacking, it will only increase your troubles.

But it's different now.
This singularity is different from the previous ones, and it is very likely that he will not be able to stay out of it during the battle.

Although not used to, but this is also good.

Isn't Fujimaru Tachika's unremitting efforts in the past ten years just for himself not to be held back, and to share the front-line work as much as possible?
Fujimaru Tatsuka's self-question seemed to the outside world to be a brief distraction, and Yabuki Sakura did not intend to let go of this opportunity and rushed forward quickly.

But things didn't go as smoothly as she thought——

The frowning kick aimed at the ankle was avoided, the hand knife pointed at the eye was dodged by the swing of the head, and the palm lightly touched the elbow to deflect its direction. It was obvious that the figure looked a little embarrassing to outsiders. The girl named Fujimaru Tachika in front of her There was no panic in those orange pupils.

Rather, she was a little eager to try.

(Are you actively attacking? Indeed, I am very different in this life, and the upper limit of my physical body is obviously much higher. That is to say——)
Learn from the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom, the Chinese Martial Arts Master, the Greek Sage, the Iron Fist Maiden and others! ,

Muscles honed over 14 years!

Fujimaru Tachika is not a stepping stone!

The moment you make up your mind, something changes.

And Sabuki Sakura, who was facing the girl directly, felt this most directly. With the inexplicable stagnation of the rhythm of the battle, the girl in Yabuki Sakura's vision blurred in an instant.

Fast, extreme speed!
Ms. Ying suddenly had the illusion that she was sitting in a sports car driving at full speed on the highway, and the window was suddenly opened, and her head was pushed out of the car.

Her hairs stood on end, Yabuki Sakura subconsciously rolled her eyeballs, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't focus on it. She could only follow her instinct and experience to raise her knees and sweep out the whip legs, trying to force the enemy back.

However, this time Fujimaru Tateka did not choose to dodge, but turned his body slightly, and actively bullied him with force from his feet.In an instant, the faces of the two were almost close together, Fujimaru Tateka could even count the black eyelashes on Yabuki Sakura's eyes that widened from surprise.

Sakura subconsciously threw several sharp blades, and the white flashes were controlled by the sudden wind.

According to the previous statement, this seems to be the mighty power called Yanling.

However, Fujimaru Tachika didn't panic at all, and deliberately waited for the polar shadow galloping forward to be only half an inch away from her before turning her head to avoid it at will, leaving no time for her to control it.Immediately after taking a step forward, Fujimaru Tateka raised her arm slightly to hug Yabuki Sakura's slender legs, and the other hand naturally pressed Yabuki Sakura's shoulder forward.

There was only one foot left to exert strength, and the balance of the upper body was also disrupted. Yabuki Sakura was forced to fall down weakly.The vision in front of him was suddenly blurred, and after a moment of dizziness, there was a violent impact sound, the sound of the wooden table being smashed, and a violent stabbing pain followed.

Wine bottles were broken, expensive and delicate porcelain bowls were smashed, and the long-preserved wine was randomly spilled on the tatami, leaving traces of filth.

At this time, what the three people watching the battle saw was such a scene.

They admired and frightened Ms. Sakura, who was carried by another beautiful girl with a slender beautiful leg. The plump body wrapped in a dark tights was close to the girl's chest, and the leg was carried all the way to the shoulder, hanging down weakly and naturally.

The girl's hand that was originally on Ms. Sakura's shoulder has been moved away, and placed on the side of her face, like a different kind of wall, looking down on the loser from a high position.

Food and drink, yusheng, the originally exquisite meals were affected by the battle, and now they are messily adhered to Miss Sakura's body, and the yusheng slowly slides down the enchanting curve because of its own oil, like a different kind of food. meal form.

The long black and beautiful hair spread out and was wet by the wine, like a hibiscus out of water. The willow eyebrows wrinkled in pain had a kind of desolate and incomplete beauty. The corners of her mouth were as charming as if she wanted to refuse or welcome.

At this moment, such a scene naturally angered several elites of the Sheqi Ba Family!
Sheqi Bajia, angry!

Yasha was the first to react, his rough face was instantly covered with ferocity, a lion-like fury mixed with nine parts of ecstasy, he struggled to get up, his distorted smiling face wrinkled together, his eyes turned , pointing at Yuan Zhisheng and shouting loudly.

"My husband is committing a crime now! My husband is committing a crime now!!"

The crow was the second to react. His face was gloomy, like a falcon preparing to kill its prey. He propped up his upper body with his arms. He pointed at the samurai sword at Yuan Zhisheng's waist from another direction, and made the same loud noise. should and.

"The king bears the sword! The king bears the sword!!"

Among the hustle and bustle, the instigator is not to be outdone.She let out a breath easily, raised her eyes and asked sassyly.

"Boss! How to say this wave, did you pass the interview?"

Yuan Zhisheng said nothing, just looked around and sighed.

This scene is like an evil ghost coming out of a cage, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, like a drawing of hell.

The guardians on the left and right shouted loudly, the little thief in front of him had a playful smile, and the stable and reliable secretary was pressed down by the thief, unable to move. The voices coming from all directions were so harsh, and the mature man in the center of the screen was expressionless.

He stopped being reserved, raised his hand, and lit a cigarette tremblingly.

The white smoke surrounded the man's lungs, but it couldn't burn and rot his life as quickly as he imagined, so he just exhaled smoke rings flatly, with a calm expression and a hoarse voice.

". You, a perfect score of [-]."

(End of this chapter)