Late at night, in the small street at the back entrance of the National University of Tokyo, a wooden van was parked on the side of the street.

Chef Yue is not young, his white hair is combed neatly parted, he is wearing a ramen master's unique white linen overalls, and a black towel is tied to his forehead, and he looks as if he has dealt with ramen all his life.

"Did you hit the ocean?" Someone unveiled the cloth cover.

"When the guests come, naturally they can't fight the ocean." Master Yue cleaned up the noodle bowl and glanced up at the man who came in.

The man only wears a short sleeve on his upper body, his exaggerated muscles are exposed, and the stubble on his face is long and unshaven for a long time.

"A bowl of tonkotsu ramen." He sat down and announced the name of the dish.

"Okay." Master Yue said while stirring the soup pot, looking focused.

The proprietor and diners seemed to have their own agendas, and the rain crackled on the shed.

A black sports car suddenly appeared at the end of the long street, gliding through the stagnant water, like a panther running on its prey on a rainy night.

The windshield wipers swept the rain from the front window, and when the transparent fan-shaped area appeared, Master Yue could see the people in the car clearly.

The old cowboy smiled and beckoned to him.

From the moment the black Maserati appeared, Chef Yue's expression changed, and although he was still wearing the ramen chef's clothes, he was as tall as if he was standing on the top of a distant mountain.

The door opened, the wine-stained cowboy boots were in the rain, the old cowboy opened an umbrella, and the rain poured down from all sides, and he went around to the back door to open the door for a distinguished guest sitting in the back.

"I'm really embarrassed that I'm going to have to fight this guest." Master Yue said vigorously.

"But...... I haven't finished eating yet." The man looked at the remaining half bowl of noodles and felt a little regretful.

"I'm going to have to fight before I finish eating." Master Yue returned to the car and turned off the colored lights around the signboard, leaving only a lone lamp on the soup pot.

However, the old cowboy and another detective were already sitting under the shed drinking, both of them drinking cheap sake in small cups, and foreigners drank it quite like a Japanese office worker.

"Yo, old thing." The man beckoned.

"How do you talk to your master?" The old cowboy stretched out his hand and patted the man's head, then glared at the boss with a wooden face, and said with a big grin, "Who, don't be stunned, serve the wine!"

"Ten bottles of your best sake here, old friends come to see you, that's not too much to ask, right?"

"Are you deaf? I said I had hit the ocean." Master Yue frowned and said coldly.

"But I'm not going to pay, so you're not in business." The old cowboy spread his hands.

"Come on, you've been a bastard all your life!" Master Yue was angry, "Where's the noodles?"

"Just the kind you're good at." The old cowboy gathered his stomach and squeezed hard against the man.

It's a pity that both of them are tall and tall, and neither of them can squeeze into the other, so the person dressed as a detective can only sit in a small part of the chair.

"It's like I used to be your royal ramen chef!" Master Yue angrily threw the noodles into the soup pot, "I haven't seen you for more than sixty years, can you become more polite?"

"The Snake Eight family has always been quite polite, you don't know what happened to me and Ange at the airport today...... Tsk, that leader, dozens of bodyguards, driving a whole team of Mercedes-Benz, blocked the immigration hall."

The old cowboy shook his head and sighed, "You're good, Sopranos Supreme, just invite me to a bowl of noodles." It's too shabby, isn't it?"

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"I've had nothing to do with the Snake Eight family for a long time." Master Yue said angrily, "Is this person your student?"

He gestured to the man with a trembling face.

"The scoundrel Fingal von Frings, the most wasteful student in all of Kassel, is also the holder of the record of repetition that has never been seen before or since." The more the old cowboy spoke, the more angry he became, and he slapped the man on the head again, "Eat, eat, eat, know how to eat!" Eat your shit!"

"Old thing, don't play like this!"

Fingal looked up aggrievedly, his mouth full of ramen, and said with a smile on his face, "I've done a lot of things, okay!"

"Ange is here too?" Master Yue asked.

"Hmm." The Night's Watch nodded, "You should know what that means."

"Japan...... Something big is going to happen." Master Yue sighed, "Where is the other person now?"

"Busy teaching his unsuccessful students." The night watchman shouted, "Where's the face? Uesugi Koshi: You've been making ramen for more than 60 years, why isn't it as good as the roadside stall I eat today?"

"I was originally a roadside stall." Master Yue said disdainfully, "You can really find me."

"This place has really changed much, the whole Japanese yakuza didn't expect it, sixty years ago you liked to fool around on this street, and sixty years later you are still living here." The night watchman lifted the cover and looked at the small street in the rain.

Walk a few dozen steps out and walk out of the small street to the brightly lit high-rise buildings, but the street is still the same as after World War II, on both sides of the road are old-fashioned Japanese houses, and the sycamore trees and cherry trees are planted in front of the houses.

"I'm an outcast of the times, so I should live in a shabby old place...... It's not like you, Leonardo, you are two people now and you were sixty years ago." Master Yue added an extra piece of barbecued pork to the noodles and placed it in front of the night watchman.

The night watchman shrugged, "I can hear you scolding me for getting fat."

"Who knows, a few decades ago, any woman would have fallen in love when she saw that cowboy named Leonardo. He's handsome, handsome, and different from the old thing with a beer belly and a stubble on his face......" Master Yue looked at Fingal again, "At this point, you are quite similar to your apprentice."

"He said you were his father, and I believed it."

"You want to be my dad just because of this old thing?" Fingal sneered, "It's long overdue to burst the gold coins!"

"All in all, where else can an old guy like us, who has lost his former home? There is no place for us in the new world."

Chef Yue cleaned up the table as he spoke, and more than 60 years of ramen career has turned this once great man into a ramen master and a skilled man.

"It's not like you, come to Leonardo, life at Kassel Academy must be very nourishing, right? Every day, I can see the youthful and beautiful female students full of energy."

"Of course, I'll also have an annual swimsuit convention!" The Night's Watch said that this was the end, "You don't know the style......

"When you were invited to Kassel, who told you not to let you go?"

Master Yue's hand wiping the table paused for 1 second, and then he continued to wipe the table hard, "Let's get down to business, come to Oonardo, what are you looking for?" I'm of little use to you or Ange, people like me are the waste of the old days."

"You don't need an emperor in a new era, right?" The night watchman said slowly.

"yes, the emperor should die in 1945." Uesugi Yue's voice sank, "I've been retired for more than sixty years, come to Oonardo."

"When I retired sixty years ago, I burned down my family's shrine, and they should be ashamed to mention me now. It doesn't matter to me how they offend Kassel, I'm just a retired underworld, please don't disturb my purity, okay?"

"It's really ruthless, Uesugi Goshi." The night watchman drank the last sip of the noodle soup, put down the bowl with a thud, and wiped his mouth with his denim jacket.

"You know why I came to you, if the *** of the Snake Eight Family is not stupid, probably the two of us will never have a chance to meet in our lives...... That's where it's wrong."

"Your good juniors are playing with fire, and they're playing with it, and if I can't find a proper solution, I'll have to tell my old friend Ange to continue doing what he should have done sixty years ago...... Destroy the Eight Snake Families."

"You should know he can do it."

Uesugi still had a nonchalant expression, "Why do I, a ramen master, care about the affairs of the Sopranoya Supreme family? Destroy it, destroy it, anyway, I don't like those guys, otherwise how could I have been a good big man back then and want to escape?"

"Think about it." The night watchman looked him straight in the eye.

Fingal watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help but smack his tongue, he didn't expect that his master who was out of tune all day would have such a calm and manly moment, it seemed that Manstein's mother really had a good night.

Uesugi took the empty bowl in front of the two of them, hummed a little song to wash the dishes, and burned the bone broth on a low fire to make a gurgling sound.

The night watchman picked up the cup and began to drink sake, cup after drink, without the slightest eagerness.

The two seemed to be in the ring and seemed to be enjoying themselves, and the rain crackled on the shed.

Sherlock Holmes looked up at the rain, and it had been ten minutes, but he was just an observer, and the two of them would not do his business even if they held out until dawn.

After another ten minutes, Uesugi threw the bowl into the water, patted his head with his soaked hands, and looked up at the sky in anger.

The night watchman grinned, tilted his head and poured the remaining half bottle of sake into his stomach.

"Your wine is still not strong enough, the vintage is too small."

"Of course I'm young, I'm just a kid in front of you!"

Uesugi Yue heard the yin and yang in the night watchman's words, and slapped the eucalyptus board with both hands, "Okay, okay, okay, I admit I lost, let's talk!" Why are my descendants messing with Kassel?"

"Before I get down to business, I'll ask you one thing." The night watchman still had a sly smile, "Do you know that you are not the last emperor of the Eight Snake Clan?"

Uesugi was stunned.

"Impossible." He whispered.

"But that's the case, our good girl in the Kassel family, Eva, has turned Kaguya upside down, and there are not just one, but two emperors."

"Be careful, old thing! Eva isn't from Kassel, she's mine!" Fingal yelled in dissatisfaction.

"Less fart, can you make your little girlfriend without my support?" The night watchman rolled his eyes.

"There will be no new Shadow King!" Master Yue suddenly roared, interrupting the nonsensical conversation between the two.

"Because the three families are dead!"

"What did you say?"

This time it was the night watchman's turn to be stunned, and Fingal was with him.

"The proof of the Shadow Emperor is the bloodline, since ancient times, only the Inner Three Families could give birth to the Shadow Emperor, but the Inner Three Families have died, and I am the last person from the Inner Three Families!" Master Yue raised his hand and pointed to himself and said, "I am the last emperor. Do you think there will be a new super hybrid in the snake Qi Hachi family? If you don't have a chance, you'll be done with my super hybrid."

"The previous head of the family was Tachibana Masamune, and he had just passed the throne to a young man named Gen Zhisheng these days......" The Night's Watch asked tentatively.

"These juniors are getting more and more ridiculous." Uesugi said coldly, "These two so-called Tachibana and Gen surnames are definitely not the real descendants of the three families."

"They can find a few children from the outer five families to pass on to the inner three families, and change their surnames to Gento, Tachibana or Uesugi, but that's fake, the real inner three families are families that inherit the royal blood, and no matter how hard people with outer surnames try, they can't become emperors."

"What the hell is the Emperor?" The night watchman rolled his eyes and asked, "You can be a half-breed of Chinese and French people and be the Shadow Emperor, and the eight families of Snake Qi can't produce new super hybrids?"

Fingal was also interested, he knew that this was the expression on his master's face when he was going to do it.

Co-authored the method of fishing, and set information from Uesugi Yue's mouth...... Looks like I've come to the right place tonight.

"Okay, okay, if I don't tell you clearly, you're coming back to me, people like you are just endless." Uesugi sighed, "But you have to make sure that you forget about this story and don't mention it to anyone after you hear it."

"Story?" The night watchman is a good one.

"About the life of the last emperor...... I'm not talking about those two impostors, I'm talking about myself, and after listening to my story, you'll know why the imperial blood has been cut off, and why I ran away from my family for more than 60 years

Master's hard life."

"Well, I vouch for your personality that I won't tell your secret!" The night watchman raised three fingers and shouted.

"If Onardo Nicholas Flamel still had a personality, your harem would be hundreds of times larger now than it was back then." Uesugi snorted, "Take something of value and swear!"

The Night's Watch thought for a moment, "Well, then swear by my son's personality!"

"You have a son?" Instead, Uesugi was taken aback.

"Well, don't mention it, I was young and ignorant at that time, and I didn't expect it to fall into my soul......," the Night's Watch sighed deeply, "but I'm quite lucky to have my son, and he is also a tenured professor in Kassel."

Uesugi raised his glass, "Alright, that's enough, you can see how much you love your son."

"Let's start with the difference between the inner three and the outer five......

The story is very long, and the three people sitting in front of the stall refill several bottles of wine and drink them with Sugigoe.

Uesugi Yue also did not hesitate to take out his treasury and give it to the three of them to drink, and it was rare to find a few people who could listen to his story, and he said everything he wanted to say in one breath, which was inexplicably a lot easier.

Decades have passed since these secrets pressed into the hearts of the last emperor.

(PS: This line is not included in the number of charged words.,There was something wrong with the signing of the new book before.,Reopened.,Just took the opportunity to revise some of the content.,The look should be a lot better.,Please read more!) The portal is inside the author's words! ）