Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 325: Cowherd's Stories
"Ooooooooo…I'm not clean anymore…I'm not fucking pure anymore!"

Lu Mingfei collapsed in the bathtub with a look of regret on his face.

"My chastity, my bottom line, are all gone, I..."

"This shop in Takama-ga-hara is very formal. The gigolos here only sell their skills but not their bodies, so this has nothing to do with chastity. It's just breaking some insignificant bottom lines." Caesar held a cigar in his mouth and stuffed a piece of firewood under the wooden barrel of the three people. "Besides, isn't the purpose of the bottom line to be broken?"

"Although I don't quite agree with your sophistry, considering the reality, it is indeed our luck to come across this store in Takama-ga-hara." Chu Zihang in another bathtub was holding a newspaper, his expression as calm and composed as ever.

“We’re in a very bad situation right now.”

"The Mambo Internet Cafe, which served as a safe haven, is gone. All police stations in Japan have wanted warrants for the three of us. The Sheqi Eight Families are most likely standing against us." Chu Zihang analyzed calmly.

"In short, we have no money, no weapons, no access to information, and we are illegal immigrants who entered Japan illegally. It is really a blessing to meet this Takamagahara."

Lu Mingfei was speechless.

At this time, the night was already dark.

After a hard day's work, Master Chu and Master Gattuso are enjoying a relaxing Japanese bath in the basement. There are three wooden barrels lined up in the room, and the three naked bodies are hidden in the hot mist.

After some brainstorming, Lu Mingfei was still unwilling to accept the fact that he had lost his innocence too early.

He looked at Chu Zihang with grief and anger on his face and made a final struggle.

"Brother, putting aside other things, just talking about being a gigolo, it's fine that Caesar is so open, after all, the Gattuso family has always been open and dissolute, and his father is a peerless rapist. But why are you so calm, brother? Aren't you the kind of man with mysophobia? The kind who has to bring his own cushion to the library!"

Before Chu Zihang could answer, Caesar gave the answer first.

"First of all, the family tradition of our Gattuso family should not be dignified; secondly, my father may not be Pompey Gattuso now, but he is indeed a peerless lecherous dragon; finally, the one who brought the cushion to the library was the Queen of Vacuum, Zero."

Caesar spoke eloquently, holding a cigar in his mouth: "As an elite of Kassel Academy, there are too many flaws in your words. I advise you to practice your Chinese more."

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but feel a little defensive when his Chinese level was questioned by an Italian, and Chu Zihang then added another blow.

"There is another omission in your statement."

"We are not gigolos yet. We still need to pass the internship assessment. If we don't perform well, Takamagahara will kick us out. Then it will be difficult for us to find the next safe hiding place."

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei was surprised: "A gigolo like this actually needs an internship!? Isn't it enough to just put aside your moral integrity and be brave enough to sell yourself?"

"No, no, no." Caesar shook his head. "This Takamagahara is the top gigolo club in Shinjuku and even in the whole of Tokyo. You can't get by in a place like this just by relying on your looks, unless you're as handsome as that bastard Zhou Xuan."

"Damn it! So no one wants me even if I sell myself because I'm not good-looking?" Lu Mingfei said with a look of grief and indignation. "By the way, where is Brother Zhou Xuan now? Why can't we find him after leaving Nibelungen? Did he have any accident?"

Caesar took a deep puff of his cigar and glanced at Lu Mingfei sideways.

"Instead of worrying about him, you should worry about your own gigolo intern, Sakura-chan! With his abilities, even if the three of us are dead, he might still be alive and well and swindling pretty girls everywhere."

"Alas, I didn't expect that my first job in life would be to be a gigolo, and there's a chance I might not be able to make it." Lu Mingfei was dejected, "What are the criteria for the internship period?" "Save up 800 flower tickets within two weeks. Each ticket is 1,000 yen, which means you need to let customers spend at least 800,000 yen on you." Caesar replied.

"You don't have to worry too much. It's easy to collect flower tickets. I have collected 1,900 tonight." Chu Zihang comforted him warmly.

"One thousand nine hundred tickets a night!? One million nine hundred thousand yen? Are all the women who come here to consume money mistresses of rich men?" Lu Mingfei's eyes were as big as copper bells.

Caesar patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down: "A rich man's mistress uses the money she gets from keeping a man to keep a gigolo? Your idea is quite novel, but unfortunately the women who come here are basically not mistresses, but just a bunch of idle, rich and beautiful women, and their mothers and grandmothers."

"Also, it's really easy to collect flower tickets. I have collected 925 in the past two days. If a drunk woman hadn't bought Chu Zihang 1,000 at once tonight, he would not have surpassed me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Caesar glanced at Chu Zihang with a little complacency.

Lu Mingfei:?

Basara King, are you and Ukyo going to roll up in a place like this!?
Also, could you please not bring your handsome boys' thinking into the lives of a loser like me?

If I looked that fancy, I would have debuted as an idol long ago, why would I bother slaying dragons!
At this moment, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

Caesar and Chu Zihang jumped out of the barrel in an instant, and Lu Mingfei realized that the two of them were carrying weapons even when taking a bath.

Caesar threw the Desert Eagle in his hand to Chu Zihang, who quickly hid behind a carved wooden screen, holding the Desert Eagle in one hand and a long sword in the other.

"Lu Mingfei, stay hidden and find cover to prevent any unexpected events." Caesar wrapped himself in a bath towel and carefully opened a corner of the door.

Lu Mingfei’s heart instantly rose to his throat!
The Eight Clans of Sheqi? Police? Gangsters? Or anti-pornography agents?

Should I find a corner, squat down with my head in my hands, and cooperate with the work?

However, before Lu Mingfei could choose a corner, Caesar made a tactical gesture of "crisis averted".

The person outside the door was not an enemy chasing after him, but a man as strong as a mountain.

The man had a samurai hairstyle and wore a loose striped kimono with the four characters "Feng Lin Huo Shan" printed on it in large ink.

Although the man in front of him had completely changed his style, Lu Mingfei still recognized him at once.

"You are... the Fujiwara-senpai who was wearing a tight skirt and had a huge butt? I... wuwu!"

Before Lu Mingfei could finish speaking, Chu Zihang covered his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Fujiwara-senpai." Caesar smiled apologetically.

Senior Fujiwara's expression remained unchanged: "In ten minutes, dress up, the manager wants to see you."

(End of this chapter)