Parking the motorcycle found in the warehouse of the wine house, Fujimaru Rika got out of the car with a hard hat, and then suddenly paused.

Under the street lamp at the entrance of the house, a short-haired girl who looked like a high school student and had some thin clothes sat in front of the wooden door of the Japanese style.

Hearing the movement, the girl raised her head, revealing her little face, which was unusually pale because of the drop in temperature.

"Sorry, I don't want to go home yet. It's okay to leave me alone, I'll leave in a while. The girl glanced at Rika Fujimaru and lowered her head again.

Her bag was still on the side, as if she had been sitting here after school. Yuki Aoba, the youngest daughter of the Yuki family who manages the wine house, will help her mother take care of the wine house on weekdays.

I'm currently in high school.,But as you see it now.,It's a troubled girl.。

"It's a bit inappropriate for me, but my parents will be worried if they're away from home for too long." Rika Fujimaru leaned against the wooden door and said to the girl.

This is not the first time that the girl has been home, a few days ago she suddenly sneaked into the courtyard of the Jiude family, and just happened to take a picture with Fujimaru Rika, who was watering the flowers.

In the silence, Reiko Yuki appeared and pressed the girl's head to apologize to Rika Fujimaru. And explained that because she has been cleaning the house with the girl since she was a child, over time the girl has used this place as a secret base, and she will sneak in to play whenever she is free, but it is only limited to play, and she does not dare to touch the things of the owner's house at all.

So Reiko Yuki took the girl back to educate the day after the day, and the girl appeared near the mansion again.

But because of the last oolong, she only dared to wander back outside the mansion, silently looking at Fujimaru Rika in the mansion through the wall, until the latter couldn't stand her eyes, and didn't open the door to let her in.

"What do you know, Mom and Dad only care about their sister......" The girl raised her pale face and wanted to say something, and then lowered her head silently,

"Forget it, you don't understand." Fujimaru Rika didn't ask again, in fact, the reason for the girl's family is very simple, it's not that it's not quite bad or rebellious or anything, it's just that her parents prefer her older sister and snub her a little.

This is also a problem that most families with multiple children cannot avoid, a bowl of water can be said to be even, but there can be a few that can really do it.

He also heard from the neighbors that there seemed to be something wrong with the eldest daughter of the Yugi family lately, and that she hadn't been seen out for a few days.

Compared with the second daughter who didn't come home until late at night and no one asked, the order of preference is clear at a glance.

Without talking to the girl again, the door was opened, and Rika Fujimaru entered the house. He didn't close the door, and after a while, the girl followed in with her school bag.

Without closing the wooden door, she found a corner of the courtyard with a view of the street outside, and sat down, casually playing with her mobile phone while looking outside.

Then her nose moved, and she looked at Fujimaru Rika, who was fiddling with the garden with a kettle, and said, "You really like these things, aren't normal boys all animated characters who like big breasts, and then the bookcase is basically full of comics, games, or models or the like?" "It's not too big, it's not too small, and there is a fragrant fragrance coming from the refreshing garden, and the colorful flowers are quietly blooming among the bushes, giving off a pleasant fragrance.

In just a few days, the whole courtyard has changed dramatically thanks to the efforts of the new residents.

"It's bias." Fujimaru Rika used small scissors to gently cut off a dead branch.

"But such a boy might be popular, right? The young male flower doer who lives in a classical old mansion feels that if you are a cowherd, there may be many rich women who will support you. Yuki Aoba put down his phone, looked at the flowers blooming around him with his hands on his face and said,

"It's not like my dad, who looks at the beach girl on the beach with his identity as a beach lifeguard, like an idiot."

"I said, is this a high school girl supposed to say something?" Fujimaru Rika chatted with her without a match.

Yuki Aoba gently poked the little flower and said, "What's wrong with this?" It's Japan here, alas, male public relations, female public relations or something, but it's a regular profession. I've heard that there is a men's public relations shop in Shinjuku that is very popular, but unfortunately, it is not a place where people like me can enter, and my pocket money for a month is probably not enough for a bottle of juice. ”

"When you go to a nightclub and only order juice, you are really pure enough."

"I'm really embarrassed that I can't do it." Yuki Aoba stuck out his tongue, and then looked at Fujimaru Rika with a mocking expression,

"Anyway, when I was going home, I passed by a certain street in Tokyo, and I happened to see a super beautiful shrine maiden, and guess who was with her." The conditions of Yuki's family are not bad, and the school that his daughter attends is in Tokyo.

Fujimaru Rika put down the kettle in her hand and looked at her: "I said, you won't skip the school class, right?" ”

"You don't have to worry about this, answer me quickly, answer me quickly, what's the name of that witch miss? Which shrine is it from? Asakusa or Meiji's? With a wave of his hand, Yuki Aoba regained a little blood, and his little face was full of gossip.

…… The red Ferrari was parked downstairs in Genji Heavy Industries, and Genji opened the door and got out of the car, looking at Genji Heavy Industries, which was still brightly lit in the middle of the night, and frowned slightly.

In an organization like theirs, there is no such thing as closing the lights and resting, but rather saying that the dead of night is the time when they are accustomed to walking in the dark to do things.

It's just that tonight's Genji Heavy Industries is a little too lively, right? Hiding his doubts in his heart, he entered the hall, and the people who were chatting in the hall immediately stood up and bowed when they saw him.

Yuan Zhisheng looked left and right, and almost all the elites of the Executive Board were here. He couldn't help but frown, because he hadn't been notified that there would be action tonight.

"Young master." The sweetly smiling receptionist at the front desk walked up to him and bowed deeply to him.

"The eldest patriarch has commanded that if you come back, please go to Shinto to find him."

"Good work, I know." Yuan Zhisheng nodded and replied, and by the way, he took out his mobile phone to take a look, and did not find any missed calls.

Walking into the elevator with people silently, Yuan Zhisheng ignored the sign prohibiting smoking, took out a cigarette case, shook out a cigarette, and then took out the lighter only to find that there was no oil.

Sakura, who was beside him, took the lighter handed by the crow and lit it, and Gen Zhisheng leaned over, stretched out his hand to block the wind and light a cigarette, and whispered in her ear.

"Go find Eri and take her out of the ......" Sakura stood back silently, and the elevator continued upward.

Gradually, the screen on the top of the elevator that displayed the floor numbers no longer displayed numbers, but two large Chinese characters, Shinto.

The elevator door opened, and Genjisheng came out of the elevator with Raven and Yaksha, and Sakura bowed slightly to them, and then continued to ascend with the elevator.

Shinto, this is a floor that doesn't exist on the elevator button, but it is more like a shrine than a normal floor.

The corridors are flanked by mythological murals and sculptures depicting the story of the ancient ancestors of the snake-tailed people who prospered and built huge cities on Japan's barren islands.

If anyone here had ever entered the Takamagahara, in the depths of the sea, and had seen the paintings carved into the metal pillars, they would have noticed that the portraits on both sides of the corridor were anomalously similar to those on the pillars, and they were all left by the same wave of people.

Stopping at a certain door, Gen Zhisheng turned back to the crow and the yaksha and said, "You can wait here, you can go back to the first floor and wait." Yaksha yawned and said, "Then I'll go back and catch up on my sleep......," the crow pulled him, bowed his head and said, "Then we'll wait here for the young master." ”

"Hmm." Without too many instructions, Yuan Zhisheng opened the sliding door and stepped in. Behind the door, there were still long corridors, and Gen Zhisheng, who was familiar with the road, made a few detours and stopped in front of a gorgeous lacquered wooden gate that looked like the main hall of the shrine.

He knocked on the door, and when there was a sound from inside, he opened the door and continued to drive in.

It is a simple shrine hall with a wooden structure that smells of decay and seems to have been rebuilt from an old building.

On some of the beams, some traces of fire can be faintly seen.

"It's been almost seventy years since the family shrine was burned down, and we have recreated the family shrine inside Genji Heavy Industries." With his back to Genji, Tachibana Masamune wore a golden robe and sat on the main seat of the shrine.

Yuan Zhisheng was sitting on the top of the hall: "Even if the appearance is restored, it is impossible to find the missing parts." ”

"Yes, that fire burned the scrolls that recorded the glorious history of the family." Tachibana Masamune, who was still facing away from him, nodded, looking at the blackened marks on the wood, and felt that the fire had been burning to this day.

He continued: "Without the core of the spirit, no matter how gorgeous and powerful the appearance is, the fake can only be a fake after all. Yuan Zhisheng was silent and listened to him quietly.

"Lately, I feel like we've been a little bit estranged, and you don't come to the mountains to drink with me." Tachibana Masamune sighed and said, like a lonely father who was hated by his children.

Yuan Zhisheng replied as usual: "There are multiple threats outside, and the family's affairs can only be the highest priority. After being silent for a while, Tachibana Masamune said with some sorrow: "Seeing that your biggest goal in life is to go to France to sell sunscreen, you have grown into the decisive appearance you are now." I was both relieved and scared. He sighed again: "It's good that you can finally be on your own, and I'm scared that you don't rely on me anymore." I had been waiting for this day and fearing it, but when it actually arrived, I found that I seemed to be much calmer than I had imagined. After all, you'll grow up one day. ”

“…… I was already grown up the day I killed the first person. Yuan Zhisheng said without sorrow or joy.

Tachibana Masamune fell silent again, and after a long time, he said softly, "...... Childish? I shouldn't have let him stay in the mountains as a substitute in the first place, but I didn't expect him to end up in the ghosts. Thankfully, though, he had escaped from there. After a pause, he continued, "I have arranged for Kaguya and the scouts of the Wind Demon Family to search for him, and the good news is that there is no news, which means that the Demons have not found him either. With Kaguyahime's ability and the Wind Demon Family, we'll be able to pick him up soon. ”

“…… This is indeed one of the few good news. Yuan Zhisheng looked at the shadow emperor who still had his back to him, still wearing the shadow emperor robe that would only appear on major occasions, representing the eight families of the snake and the supreme ruler of the Japanese underworld.

As the emperor, he must be the patriarch of the eight families and the entire Japanese underworld, but the already rare imperial blood will not be born in every generation.

At this time, those outstanding races of the upper three families who have not awakened the blood of the emperor will be given the shadow emperor robe and serve as the head of the family.

Of course, their prestige is not as good as that of the real emperor. Tachibana Masamune is such a person, according to him, he is just a child of a separate family, and he is not qualified to wear the shadow emperor's robe, after all, there is a real emperor in this generation.

It's just that because of the insistence of each family and the acquiescence of Yuan Zhisheng before, he wore magic robes on major occasions, but that's it.

"Actually, I know that you are so unfamiliar with me because of what you know, and you are not even called Dad, and you have become a patriarch." Tachibana Masamune said with a wry smile.

Then, he stood up in front of Gen Zhisheng and said, "So, I'm going to tell you something openly and honestly. About, how the hell did I get to the Snake Qi Eight Family, and how did I find you......" He lifted the Shadow Emperor's robe, which he was just wearing, revealing a neat blue-gray military uniform underneath.

He stood facing Gen Zhisheng, put on the military hat that was set aside, and saluted him, the red star on the brim of the hat still shining to this day.

Yuan Zhisheng stood up and looked at him silently. Tachibana Masamune, who didn't look like a Japanese person, took off the shadow emperor's robe and the skin of the Japanese, revealing his true appearance.

A major from the KGB, who has long since disappeared into the torrent of history.

"I've told you stories about me in Russia before, right?" Putting down his saluting hand, he still stood and said,

"Those are actually lies, including the story of the mother who ran away with the Soviet officer, and they are all lies."

"It's just that one thing is true, and that is that the person Kikuchiyo really exists." Tachibana Masamune looked at Gen Zhisheng and said slowly,

"Before World War II, when the Eight Families of Snakes and Germany formed the Axis powers, Hitter built a genetic database to prove that the Aryans were the best people in the world." The light hit the brim of his hat, casting a shadow on his face: "At that time, the eight families of Snake Qi wanted to use modern technology to solve the problem of the difficult birth of the emperor, so they sent the genetic samples of the upper three families to Germany for analysis. It was just that before the results could be reached, Germany was defeated, and the assets it left behind were annexed by the Allies, including the Genetic Research Institute. ”

So the genes of the Eight Families of Snake Qi drifted across the sea to Europe, and then to the snowy wasteland of the Soviet Union. And that's where we were born......"