Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

When he woke up he came here.

Where is this? Heaven? Am I dead? How else could I be buried by a collapsed building and then see such warm sunshine in the blink of an eye?

There seem to be a lot of angels in this heaven. I heard that angels can change their appearance according to people’s inner thoughts... I wonder if there will be an angel who looks like Nono.

From time to time, girls with plump buttocks would brush against Caesar's arms or cheeks. The touch was as warm and soft as merino wool. The water stirred up by those beautiful buttocks poured onto his face, and seemed to carry the fragrance of seaweed and mangroves. The fragrance seemed to be able to penetrate into people's pores and wash away all the pain and fatigue.

Caesar couldn't help but take two deep breaths, then coughed violently... He was choked by the sea water.

At this moment, a pair of strong and warm hands lifted his shoulders and lifted him out of the sea, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Are you awake?"

Caesar tried his best to open his eyes wide against the glaring sun. The sunlight was shrouded in mist, and in the mist, an angel came to him.

Caesar blinked. Why did he feel that the face of this "angel" was strangely familiar... He really looked like a certain annoying guy!

Caesar took a deep breath and closed his eyes again. He thought to himself, this must be because he woke up in the wrong way! In fables, angels will transform into the appearance of a boy's sweetheart... and how could his sweetheart be Chu Zihang!

Caesar opened his eyes again, half praying and half expectant. This time, he widened his pupils and strained to see until he could clearly see the face so close to him...

"Shit! Why you!"

"Get out of my dream, you bastard! You're such a haunted creature! Who allowed you to appear in someone else's sweet dream without permission?"

“Get out!!”

Caesar roared and struggled in terror, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, until he was thrown down again by the hands that were dragging him, fell into the water, and choked on water.

"Did your brain get hit?" The familiar voice sounded again, full of doubt. "Concussion? It seems serious."

Caesar struggled to his feet from the sea, spitting out a few mouthfuls of salty water. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, something even more terrifying happened...

The beach wasn't a beach at all, it was a men's bathhouse! The sunlight wasn't sunlight at all, it was the light from a public bathhouse! The seawater wasn't seawater at all, it was men's bathwater! The plump buttocks... they were indeed plump, but they weren't women's buttocks at all, they were those of a group of strong men!

He was actually soaking in the same pool with a group of men, and had to be fed several gulps of bath water? As a nobleman who was very picky about even the brand of bath salts he used, Caesar felt something in his stomach twitch. He held onto the side of the bathhouse and vomited violently... but nothing came out except a few puddles of water.

Chu Zihang came up behind Caesar, patted him on the back, and asked with concern, "Are you uncomfortable after soaking in the bath for too long? I read in a book that soaking in the bath for more than half an hour a day may induce cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases."

"Then why did you bring me here!" Caesar wanted to grab Chu Zihang by the collar, but they were both naked and had no collars, so he pushed Chu Zihang against the wall and supported his hands on both sides of his head.

"I didn't bring you here." Chu Zihang shook his head calmly. "The store manager asked me to bring you here... To be more precise, Lu Mingfei asked the store manager to tell me to bring you here."

Chapter 255 Caesar and Chu Zihang's Work Diary

The men around looked at the two men who made quite a noise in the public bathroom with strange eyes.

For a moment they were a little confused about the relationship between the two men. At first, the black-haired man came here carrying the blond man on his back. After throwing the blond man into the bathhouse, he soaked for a while and then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged by the misty pool, like an ascetic monk.

Men came and went in the bathhouse. At first, they were all very curious about the blond man who was unconscious in the pool. After all, his handsome appearance with blond hair, high nose and strong chest muscles that were strong enough to bench press a 300-pound barbell were really eye-catching.

The men gathered around the blond man, admiring and discussing him, as if they were visiting the strongest silverback gorilla in the zoo. They would say his chest muscles were so strong, and his cleavage looked like it could crack walnuts. Then they would say his butt was so perky, and he was sure to get a good place in the Japanese Men's Butt Beauty Contest...

But over time, I got used to it. After all, there are only men here, and this store has no shortage of men.

Until the blond man choked awake in the water, the black-haired man suddenly pounced out like a cheetah. The moment the blond man saw the black-haired man, his eyes were shocked and ambiguous. He shouted some words that no one could understand. Then, in full view of everyone, the blond man pressed the black-haired man against the wall of the bathhouse with his back hand... wall-dong.

Seeing this scene, everyone's mind couldn't help but play out a drama of love, hate, and passion, and their imaginations ran wild.

It's not their fault for having such rich imaginations. After all, everyone is in the same line of work, which can be considered a special profession in some ways. People they interact with on a daily basis are basically women, most of whom are domineering and drunken. Once they are in the industry for a long time, they will inevitably become immune to or even resistant to the female group, and become interested in charming and considerate people of the same kind... It's understandable.

However, there are only a few people who have this unique sentiment. These people usually hide it in their hearts for fear of being discovered by others, because they are afraid of being regarded as different. People like this who dare to express their passionate emotions in public... are really rare.

"Bravo!" Someone started cheering.

Then the whole bathhouse was filled with thunderous applause and cheers, and everyone was applauding their bravery.

Caesar was frightened by the sudden movement. He turned his head blankly and saw that every man looking at him had encouragement and emotion written on his face, as if he was watching a touching love drama. He turned his head back and realized belatedly the "ambiguous" posture between himself and Chu Zihang, and immediately understood.

Caesar released his hands that were supporting both sides of Chu Zihang's head, took a deep breath, and suppressed the urge to throw the group of men watching the show out of the public bath one by one. The domineering nobleman had never felt so embarrassed.

"I need a detailed explanation about all this, and it's better if this explanation satisfies me." Caesar whispered to Chu Zihang, his voice mixed with gunpowder. He was full of questions and complaints.

"Here?" Chu Zihang looked around the public bathroom filled with men.

"Of course not...if we have a better choice." Even the student union president, who used to be the center of attention, couldn't stand the ambiguous looks around him.

Chu Zihang nodded and threw a bath towel to Caesar: "Follow me."

Caesar and Chu Zihang left one after the other, walking very quickly, because they could feel the scorching gazes behind them, like a burning fire.

The men in the bathroom looked at their departing figures with expressions of "we all understand". It was not uncommon for the boys working in the store to be so impatient to leave the crowd and find a quiet place to do something when they made eye contact with the customers.

It’s just… it’s great to be young, with avant-garde ideas and plenty of energy, so to hell with worldly perspectives!

……

Walking out of the authentic Japanese wooden-style bathroom, the corridor outside was in a luxurious European style. The decoration was completely on a different level, as if the bathroom of a small capitalist was connected to the corridor of the imperial family. Caesar was stunned for a moment, unable to adapt to the sudden change. He originally thought he was just in an ordinary big bathhouse.

This corridor has no windows and looks like it should be a basement.

Walking on the floor covered with golden teak, there are exquisite Ukiyo-e hanging on the walls on both sides. In the pictures, men and women in kimonos are embracing each other, with no cloth covering their bodies and no clothes covering their bodies. It looks like an ancient Japanese erotic painting with a pornographic theme.

Crystal chandeliers illuminated the men and women in the pictures, making them seem alive, and one could hear their shy and irritable panting sounds.

"Damn it, where the hell is this place!" Caesar followed Chu Zihang and felt that this place was getting weirder and weirder the further he walked.

"The place you've always wanted to come to." Chu Zihang whispered, "Wait until we're alone and tell us in detail. The rules here are very strict."

The place he had always wanted to come to? Caesar was stunned. The more Chu Zihang talked about it, the more unsure he felt. He had always known that Japan was a country with many unexpected and perverted places. Now, thinking of the gazes of those men in the bathroom, Caesar's scalp tingled. Moreover, Chu Zihang was the most restless and violent person in the execution department. A place where such a guy had to follow the rules...hiss, it was unimaginable!

At the end of the corridor is a sliding door. The decoration inside the door is different from that of the corridor, but the level of luxury is the same. The wooden boards on the wall have natural dark patterns, and the dim light reveals a bit of charm. In the deepest part of the room is a mahogany bathtub, and the body of the bathtub has a slight reddish color of agate.

"Isn't there a single bathtub here? Why do you want to throw me into a public bath full of soap bubbles and dandruff to drink men's bath water!" Caesar felt like he was going crazy.

"Calm down." Chu Zihang walked to the edge of one of the bathtubs and sat down, saying calmly, "Lu Mingfei got this bathroom for us. Before we pass the interview, we can only live here for the time being and don't have the right to use the bathtub yet."

"interview?"

"I know you have a lot of questions. I had the same question when I first woke up." Chu Zihang took out a cigar and lighter from his coat hanging on the wall and threw them to Caesar. "Have a cigarette to calm down. I'll think about where to start talking to you."

Caesar took the cigar and lighter, lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled the curling smoke. Although it was not a cheap item, it was not comparable to the limited edition he had smoked before. However, now was not the time to be picky.

"You were unconscious for fourteen hours, and I woke up four hours earlier than you. When we woke up, we were already here." Chu Zihang said, "We can't go anywhere else because you, Lu Mingfei, and I are all wanted criminals now."

"Aren't we wanted already?"

"It's different." Chu Zihang shook his head. "This time, we're S-level wanted criminals. Whenever you turn on the TV, our pictures will be shown on every program. The charges are terrorism, human trafficking, and serial murder."

"After I fainted, you and Lu Mingfei did all these big things behind my back?" Caesar was shocked.

"We haven't done anything. It's obvious that someone is setting us up." Chu Zihang said in a deep voice, "We can't act in public, nor can we contact the headquarters. Kaguya has covered the entire Japanese network and blocked the news from the headquarters. Her firewall is very difficult to deal with. If we don't actively send out a signal, even Norma can't find us. But if we do, we will be tracked down by Kaguya immediately."

"The Sheqi Eight Clans are a bunch of bastards!" Caesar was furious. "That bastard Xianggui actually sent people to ambush us!"

"Lu Mingfei said that Yuan Zhisheng didn't instigate this, so we shouldn't blame him for it," Chu Zihang said. "But the tortoise knows the inside story of the Jiyuan Project, so it wouldn't be unreasonable to put a sack on him and give him a beating."

"If it's not the tortoise, who else could it be?" Caesar was stunned. "Oh, where is Lu Mingfei?"

"These words are from the letter Lu Mingfei left behind. He basically said he had to leave for something and that this was a safe place. He told us, as seniors, to seize the opportunity and do well in the interview so as not to embarrass him. He also said we would definitely love this job... I wrote it down and burned the letter," Chu Zihang said. "The store manager handed it to me personally, and he repeatedly assured me it hadn't been opened."

"Job? Interview? Store manager?" Caesar frowned slightly. Combined with the messy Ukiyo-e paintings on the walls, he had a vague sense of foreboding.

"Yes, I told you, this is the place you have always wanted to come. It is a store located in the most prosperous area of ​​Shinjuku District. The name of the store is Takama-ga-hara." Chu Zihang said lightly.

"Takama-ga-hara?" Caesar became more and more confused. Hadn't that ancient underwater city been turned into ruins by the nuclear power cabin they had abandoned?

"It's quite a coincidence, but this is indeed Takama-ga-hara, a place with the same name. In Japanese mythology, Takama-ga-hara is an island floating in the sky, a paradise for the gods to revel every night. This shop must be named after the meaning of Takama-ga-hara in Japanese mythology."

"Just explain yourself, asshole! Is it really necessary to lay the groundwork for so long? You've been talking for so long and you still haven't told me what kind of store this is!"

"I just think it's hard for the young master of the Gattuso family to accept the fall, so I'm giving you enough time to prepare yourself mentally." Even Chu Zihang, a straightforward man, hesitated, which was rare. "Takamagahara is one of the most famous nightclubs in Shinjuku. Unlike ordinary nightclubs, the clientele here is exclusively female."

"You mean..." Caesar's face looked a little ugly. He felt that his ominous premonition seemed to have come true.

"Yes, your expression is the correct answer." Chu Zihang nodded, "This is the top-notch host club in Shinjuku."

"A male escort parlor...so what does this mean by an interview?"

"We are applying for a gigolo position here. Lu Mingfei has already passed the first round of interviews with the store manager."

"Damn it!" Caesar did say that he wanted to come to a male escort club, and the son of the Gattuso family did like all the top-notch things, but coming to a male escort club to work as a male escort was another matter!

"It was hard to accept at first, but after thinking about it, it's also a novel experience," Chu Zihang said. "After all, it's a Japanese specialty, and there's no such opportunity anywhere else."

"No, I was thinking that those damn men who were bathing in the public bathhouse just now were the gigolos here?" Caesar's expression was as ugly as if his father had died.

When Caesar thought about drinking the bath water of a group of gigolos, he felt that his stomach was sticky with men's sweat and dandruff, as well as women's foundation, saliva and vomit, like a pot of strange-smelling hodgepodge, and the feeling of nausea came over him again.

"Oh, they're not the gigolos here. The official gigolos' bedrooms and bathrooms are on the third floor, independent and very upscale." Chu Zihang said, "They're just the waiters and security guards here."

"Oh, I mean the quality of the gigolos in top-tier gigolo clubs shouldn't be that low." Caesar's expression felt a little better... at least there was no women's dirt in the water.

"Indeed, these people generally have low standards, and it's possible that they urinated secretly in the bathhouse." Chu Zihang said coldly, "Of course, this is just my guess, so I got up after soaking for a while."

Caesar's face suddenly darkened to the point of wanting to exterminate his entire family. He thought to himself, Chu Zihang, you bastard looks so righteous and is awarded the title of "Three Good Students" every year, but you are actually so dark and vicious in your heart... What a disgusting guy!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Chu Zihang and Caesar looked at each other. Neither of them could act rashly.

"Who?" Caesar asked warily.

"The store manager sent me to deliver some clothes." The person outside the door replied in English, "Basara King and Ukyo Tachibana, tonight is your debut."

……

A convoy of Mercedes-Benz cars sped through the streets of Tokyo under the cover of night, and finally stopped in front of a magnificent black crystal palace.

A huge neon screen hangs on the top of the building - "Tamamonomae Club".

Yoshitaka Hasegawa got out of the car first and respectfully opened the door for Ange. Ange got out of the car and stepped on the red carpet that led all the way to the door of the building. He looked up at the extravagant style of the building and suddenly smiled.

"Ahe hasn't changed. When he was little, he could spend half a day wandering around a high-end place whenever he went. He probably thought he'd own a club like that someday, and now his dream has come true."

Ange's tone was as cheerful as if he was saying that a child had finally won a toy racing car from an adult through his own efforts.

Hasegawa Yoshitaka didn't dare to discuss his own master, so he could only change the subject: "Tamamonomae is the most luxurious club under the Inuyama family. The master said that the principal would definitely be satisfied with it. The best women in Shibuya and even Tokyo are gathered here. This is the master's greatest gift to the principal. If the principal is still not satisfied, the master will have to shamelessly go to the Prime Minister's residence to accompany the principal for drinks."

"Hahaha, after not seeing you for so many years, Ah He has learned to be quite humorous." Ange smiled. "The student has shared his best and most precious collection with the teacher. As a teacher, what else can I be dissatisfied with?"

"Please come in, Principal." Miyamoto Hideshi stepped forward and pushed open the door.

The inside and outside of Tamamonomae are like two different worlds. Colorful beams of light shine, and golden dust falls from the sky, floating all over the sky, just like the paradise described in Western Buddhism.

Chapter 256 Guess where Lu Mingfei is hiding

There is colorful and transparent glass under your feet, like a huge piece of glazed boulder, so shiny that you can reflect your reflection. Stepping on it feels like you are in the sky. There are flying eaves and ridge beasts above your head, and gorgeous ribbons are falling from the sky, like a rainbow hanging upside down from the sky. The vermilion wooden ladder spirals upwards, as if leading directly to the heavenly palace.

Looking around, the entire hall was occupied by girls. They were wearing half-covered, half-revealed scarlet kimonos, forming the most seductive array in the world on the dance floor on the first floor.

At the end of the hall was a golden peacock screen, and in front of the screen was a huge jade folding fan. Twenty-four girls stood on both sides, pulling the folding fan open and closed. When the wind blew, golden powder flew up from the girls on the dance floor, as if a golden rain had fallen.

Gold powder fell on Ange's shoulders and leather shoes, as if the paradise world had opened the door to his desire.

On the second floor, tall girls in black kimonos sat kneeling on the ground, their necklines plunging wide, revealing their jade-like white skin, creating a striking visual contrast with the pure black of their kimonos. In front of each of them lay a musical instrument: a shamisen, a shakuhachi, a taiko drum, a thirteen-string koto, a seventeen-string koto, a Satsuma biwa, and so on.

An old man wearing a black haori stood above them, smiled at Ange from a distance, and gently patted his palms with the white paper fan in his hand.

The music played and people sang and danced in peace and prosperity.

The silk instruments and the zither played clear and melodious sounds, and the golden dancers began to dance to the rhythm.

Hundreds of golden legs flew up and down like a forest, and their movements were surprisingly consistent after thousands of practice. Ange strolled through the golden ocean, and five-colored halos came from all directions, shining brightly and filling the sky with rosy clouds.

Ange nodded frequently in the vast crowd of women. Upon closer inspection, each girl had a different kind of beauty. Some were as unrestrained as fire, some were as delicate as flowers, some were as gentle as water, and some were as delicate as rain...

Bringing together so many different types of beautiful girls, only the Inuyama family in Japan has such amazing strength.

In the past sixty years, the Inuyama family has led the Japanese sex industry to its peak, and the head of the Inuyama family, Inuyama Kazuo, has always been the well-deserved emperor of the Japanese sex industry.

The song ends and the dance ends.

"The principal's arrival brings honor to Tamamonomae's humble home!" The dancers and singers bowed together, their voices as melodious and moving as those of an oriole.

Forty-eight cannons were fired simultaneously, and tens of thousands of crimson and white rose petals fell from the sky, turning the entire ground of Tamamonomae into a sea of ​​roses.

Ange stepped on the soft rose petals and climbed the stairs all the way to the third floor. A man in a dark black haori was already standing by the vermilion railing to greet him.

The man has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looks energetic. His short black and white hair is neat and tough, and his eyes are as sharp as lightning. Although the old man is not young anymore, one can still see the handsomeness under his weathered skin.

"It's been a long time since we last met. The principal is still so young and elegant." The head of the Inuyama family, Inuyama He, bowed.

"You're old, Aha, with white hair, but you've become so majestic." Angé smiled.

"It's been sixty-two years, I must be old," Inuyama He said. "But I haven't lived in vain, Principal. I've never given up my collection and have long wanted to invite you to admire it. Today I finally have the chance. Are you satisfied?"