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

"Mr. Masamune, do you have any good suggestions?" Inuyama He asked calmly following Tachibana Masamune's words.

Lu Mingfei, who was eavesdropping above their heads, also felt nervous.

"I feel incredibly guilty for putting you, Inuyama-kun, in such danger. No matter what, I can't let you take any more risks. But now, our family is facing a decisive battle against the demons." Tachibana Masamune said with a heavy face, "How about this, to avoid being targeted by the principal again? During your stay in Angers, Inuyama-kun should take good care of your injuries. The Inuyama family's fighting force will be temporarily handed over to the head of the Minamoto family. Chisei is more talented than us in this area, so it's time for the elders of our family to let go and let the young people take charge."

When Tachibana Masamune said this, Lu Mingfei's heart was already half relieved. He stared at Inuyama He's expression intently and saw clearly that Inuyama He was obviously stunned for a moment. His right hand, which was used to hold the knife, twitched twice unconsciously... Tachibana Masamune's words were exactly as Lu Mingfei had guessed, and touched Inuyama He's sore spot.

"Mr. Masamune, you still don't trust Ange and I enough, right?" Inuyama He's face suddenly darkened. "Are you worried that I'll betray the Snake Family?"

"Inuyama-kun, this is war. It's the general trend of the times. This is not the time for personal impulse!" Tachibana Masamune spoke passionately, staring intently into Inuyama He's eyes. "For this war, our family has been preparing for over ten years and has sacrificed countless people. I have also resigned as the head of the family. It's not that I don't trust you. Chisheng is our Amaterasu. At this time, the eight families of Snake must unite as one and help Chisheng seize the opportunity for victory!"

After a long silence, Inuyama He suddenly sighed and said in a dejected tone, "I am indeed old. The old man's obsession with power is an obstacle to the young. So, do as you say. From today until the day the 'God' is annihilated, the Inuyama family will be handed over to the head of the family... The Inuyama family will follow the head of the family until death!"

"With the full support of the Inuyama family, the war will surely see the dawn of victory with an unstoppable momentum!" Tachibana Masamune applauded and smiled with satisfaction.

"I hope so." Inuyama He seemed to have untied the knot in his heart, and suddenly smiled. "It's still early, and my goddaughters happen to be gathered in Tamamonomae. Why don't we find a quiet Japanese-style room..."

"No need." Tachibana Masamune shook his head, politely declining Inuyama He's invitation. "The war is imminent, and I'm tied up with many other things. I came here just to make sure Inuyama-kun is safe. Now that I see Inuyama-kun is fine, I won't delay Tamamonomae's renovations."

After a long talk, Tachibana Masamune said goodbye and left. Inuyama He bowed to see him off. The moment Inuyama He stood up, he looked at Tachibana Masamune's back, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and a flash of cruelty flashed in his eyes... Lu Mingfei's words kept flashing in his mind.

All of this was seen by Lu Mingfei behind the broken eaves. He looked at Inuyama He's expression which had become as gloomy as water, and then looked at the figure of Tachibana Masamune who disappeared among the group of black-clad bodyguards.

"Old dog Masamune, this is just the beginning."

Lu Mingfei whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

"Before resolving the bloodline issue between my senior brother and Eri, I want you to stay alive."

"It took you twenty years to get to where you are today, and I will use a few days to strip away everything you've accumulated over those twenty years, bit by bit: dignity and prestige, power and connections..."

"Killing you outright would be too easy for you. Disgraced and deserted, I at least want to give you a taste of what it's like to wait for death when death becomes a luxury."

After the Mercedes-Benz convoy at the door left, Lu Mingfei also left from Tamamonomae's roof and disappeared into the vast night of Tokyo.

……

Takamagahara, a three-person bathroom in the basement.

Caesar and Chu Zihang soaked in their respective buckets, enjoying a Japanese bath to relax after work.

Caesar was removing his makeup with a cigar in his mouth, trying to remove the false eyelashes from his eyes, while Chu Zihang was reading a newspaper, reading silently and making notes on the newspaper with a marker. The wooden barrel between them was empty, with no water or firewood added.

"Can you read Japanese newspapers? I remember your Japanese level should be on par with mine... Oh, damn it!" Caesar glanced at Chu Zihang while taking off his false eyelashes and accidentally pulled off a bunch of his real eyelashes. He thrashed around in pain, and water splashed in the bucket.

"The major news headlines in there will be Chinese translations. Someone has to be concerned about the situation outside, right? Are you planning to be a gigolo here for the rest of your life, practicing 'manly flower way' to the end?" Chu Zihang asked back. "The newspaper seems to say that there's been a large-scale riot among the Osaka gangs. It's probably related to the Sheqi Eight Clan."

"It seems we've already accumulated enough money for our apprentice gigolo tickets overnight. We'll be called in for an interview next, right?" Caesar exhaled a puff of smoke. "Are you mentally prepared?"

"Does Caesar Gattuso also have moments of lack of confidence in himself?"

"It's not that I lack confidence." Caesar shook his head. "To be honest, from the time at Gattuso's house to my time at Kassel Academy, I've seen countless people. But I admit, I really can't see through that store manager. If idiots in this world are divided into different levels, then he's quite stylishly idiotic... Sigh, I wonder how much IQ I have to lose to be in the eyes of that idiot!"

Chapter 271 Sakura, God's Blessed Sakura

"The store manager looks... troublesome indeed." Even a trouble-free robot like Chu Zihang couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought of the top-notch store manager wearing a whale tail and swimming over the dance floor.

"Why don't we ask that Fujiwara-senpai?" Caesar suggested. "That fat transvestite guy seems to be pretty well-connected in this shop. He's just asking about interview techniques. He didn't cheat or prepend questions, so it's not a violation, right?"

Chu Zihang glanced at Caesar in surprise: "You seem to have changed a lot since coming to Japan."

Caesar was stunned.

"You used to despise opportunism the most, didn't you? You gave people the impression of being extremely proud, as if justice ran in your bones instead of blood." Chu Zihang looked at Caesar and actually smiled faintly. "Now, has Kassel College's most outstanding student union president encountered difficulties on his road to becoming a gigolo?"

"Really? I guess people will change. This can also be considered a kind of growth. When you come to Japan, you should adapt to the local customs..." Rarely, Caesar did not argue with Chu Zihang.

He exhaled a puff of thick smoke and spoke in an old-fashioned tone, as if he had aged fifty years in an instant and turned into a seventy-year-old man in his heart.

Caesar felt that he had grown a lot after coming to Japan. He knew that there were things in the world that he could not do, and he also met people like the turtle who were both righteous and hypocritical... To be honest, Caesar had never imagined that these two completely contradictory qualities of justice and hypocrisy could appear in one person, but now, he still couldn't hate the other person. He just wanted to punch that guy twice on his pretty face like a woman.

The 22-year-old student union president smoked cheap cigars he had never tasted before, drank low-quality cocktails he had never swallowed, and experienced the life of a gigolo he had never experienced before, feeling a lot of emotions.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the door. Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other and became alert.

With brisk and steady steps, he headed straight for their underground bathroom.

The bathroom where Caesar and the others were located was in the deepest part of the basement of Takamagahara. Basically no one visited here, except for Fujiwara Kansuke who occasionally came to convey the store manager's orders. Even the patrolling security guards rarely inspected this area.

But the owner of the footsteps was obviously not a fat man like Fujiwara Kansuke, and the wooden floor was vibrating almost imperceptibly.

If Caesar and Chu Zihang had not received anti-reconnaissance training and were not always alert, they would not have noticed that someone was approaching them quickly.

Caesar and Chu Zihang jumped out of the bucket almost at the same time, with minimal splashing.

One of them grabbed Dick Tudor from behind the sofa, crouched down and hid behind the door, while the other took out a gun from under the sofa cushion, loaded it, and hid behind the sofa with only half of his eye exposed.

The door panel was slowly pushed forward, making a creaking sound. Caesar and Chu Zihang stared at the bottom of the door crack... The feet would be the first to step into the door. Usually, a person's identity could be judged based on the shoes they wore... at least their gender could be judged.

The crimson and brightly colored toe of the shoe extended over the threshold, followed closely by a pair of long legs wrapped in stockings, and then the hem of the pink cheongsam. Caesar and Chu Zihang were both stunned... This dress was quite alternative and unfamiliar.

Seeing this, Caesar and Chu Zihang basically confirmed that this uninvited guest was someone they didn't know.

Even the transvestite Fujiwara Kansuke wouldn't dress so fancy. Few women who came to Takama-ga-hara tonight wore cheongsams, let alone an alternative cherry pink cheongsam... This outfit didn't look like something someone would wear at a male escort bar, but more like something sold in a strip club.

The ace specialists of Kassel Academy reacted quickly after a moment of shock. Dick Tuduo swung the back of his knife like a sickle, and Chu Zihang aimed his gun straight at the newcomer, ready to fire at any time.

The figure who pushed the door seemed to sense the coming danger. At the moment when the hunting knife was about to hit him, he quickly bent down and pounced at Caesar's feet like a cheetah. He not only avoided Dickrudo's chopping and smashing, but also used Caesar's body as a shield and hid in the blind spot of Chu Zihang's aim.

Damn, this guy is unexpectedly good!

Caesar's face was solemn. He gripped the hilt of the knife tightly and did not hold back any longer. The back of the knife flipped in the air at a strange angle, drawing a sharp arc and slashing towards the back of the man's neck... This knife was extremely ruthless, and it chopped down straight, probably enough to chop down a bison.

"Shit, it's me, asshole!"

The door to the bathroom was too narrow. Seeing that he could not avoid Caesar's fierce attack, the man rushed straight towards Caesar's lower body, shouting loudly.

"We don't know a guy named 'Asshole'!"

Caesar was knocked off balance by the man's attack and fell to the bathroom floor, yelling and hitting the man's back with the handle of Dick Tudor's knife.

"Lu Mingfei! I am Lu Mingfei!"

"Don't try to lie to me, Lu Mingfei doesn't have a transvestite fetish!"

The two men rolled and wrestled on the floor, like thugs fighting on the street for their beloved girl.

Chu Zihang, who had been staring at the two of them from behind the sofa, leaned forward and suddenly said, "Caesar... he really seems to be Lu Mingfei."

"What?" Caesar was suddenly stunned.

The two men who were fighting fiercely stopped at the same time. Caesar stopped the continuous blunt attacks with the handle of the knife, and Lu Mingfei finally loosened his teeth that were biting Caesar's chest, and the two separated.

"Is it necessary to be so ruthless, Boss?" Lu Mingfei held his waist with his hands, his face full of resentment. "I'm not married yet. If there are any risks to my fertility, you will have to provide for me in my old age!"

"Damn it! Who knew it was really you?" Caesar looked down at the two neat rows of deep red teeth marks on his chest, grinning. "You're not a slow-witted person, are you?! What if they don't go away by tomorrow? I have a performance tomorrow night!"

"The first thing you thought of after getting hurt was performing? Really dedicated! It seems you've already gotten into the role of gigolo very well." Lu Mingfei exclaimed in admiration, "Boss, you really are quite talented in this field. Have you found your own 'manly way'?"

"Why are you saying the same thing as that idiot boss? You're not his illegitimate son who ended up in China, are you?" Caesar looked Lu Mingfei, who was dressed in glamorous women's clothing, up and down with a wary look. "And when did you develop a cross-dressing fetish? You look even more extreme than that fat guy Fujiwara Kansuke. Have you always harbored this secret fetish? Coming to this perverted country of Japan and stepping into this male escort parlor, has your nature finally been liberated?"

Lu Mingfei took off his seductive women's clothes and joined the group of naked men including Caesar and Chu Zihang. He jumped into Chu Zihang's bucket and let out a hearty hum.

"That's a long story," Lu Mingfei sighed. "To put it simply, I secretly went to the Tamamonomae Club, which is under the Inuyama family, met the principal, and even had a fight with him. My innocent school uniform and wig were ripped to pieces by the principal. You'll be arrested for being disheveled on the streets of Japan, so I searched Tamamonomae's dressing room, but the only clothes I could find there were women's clothes."

Lu Mingfei pointed at the pink cheongsam suit that had been taken off and was lying on the sofa. "This is probably the most conservative one out there."

"The innocent school outfit sounds even more perverted." Caesar rolled his eyes.

"The principal is also in Japan?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Well, the head of the Inuyama family was once his student, and the principal has many acquaintances in Japan." Lu Mingfei nodded. "But the principal has his own goals, and we have our own things to do. To be honest, I don't know where the principal is now, so I probably won't be able to meet him for the time being."

"It doesn't matter. It's better for us to go our separate ways. We've been assigned to Japan to carry out a mission. If the principal has to fly all the way here to protect us, and the student union officials find out, I, as the team leader, will lose face." Caesar, with his pride, would never allow such a thing to happen. "Besides, we're gigolos, which is not a glorious profession. If the principal finds out, whether or not we get our credits deducted is one thing, but we'll definitely be ridiculed."

Should I say that you are worthy of being the son of Pompey? Your father had to spend money to pick up girls, but you make girls pay you for it. Sure enough, compared to slaying dragons, the genetic evolution chain of the Gattuso family is developing towards the direction of picking up girls... Caesar could even imagine the ugly smile on the principal's face when he said this.

"So, boss, have you thought about how to write the mission report after returning to the academy?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Of course, as long as you don't mention the words 'Takamagahara' and 'cowherd'." Caesar raised an eyebrow. "I can write in the report that we were forced into a desperate situation by the Snake Eight Clan and the Oni Clan, and found a job as a targeted psychological counselor, just like Teacher Masashi Toyama. However, our clients are mostly women who are suffering from family troubles and are physically and mentally exhausted. We are responsible for enlightening them and helping them regain hope in life."

"Our clients are all Tokyo's top socialites, female lawyers, and female chairpersons of listed companies. Our colleagues are also celebrities from all walks of life in Japan, such as the store manager who is also the chairman of the Men's Service Industry Association and former Japanese sumo wrestler Fujiwara Kansuke..." Caesar smiled. "Very inspiring, right? I didn't add any deceptive content in the report, I just omitted some unnecessary pronouns. I believe this experience will definitely add points to our mission report!"

As soon as Caesar finished speaking, there was another knock on the bathroom door. Everyone was so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice.

In perfect tacit understanding, Caesar once again picked up the dick beside him, Chu Zihang also turned over and went behind the carved wooden screen, only Lu Mingfei continued to scrub himself in the wooden tub calmly.

The door opened, and standing at the door was Fujiwara Kansuke, once the most handsome man in the Japanese sumo world. Now he was no longer the fat transvestite man in high heels and short skirt. Instead, he had tied his hair into a samurai hairstyle that sumo wrestlers usually wear, and wore an oversized maple red kimono. There was no trace of lewdness on his fleshy face anymore, but he looked so serious as if he was about to step onto the sumo ring and give his opponent a fierce hug and throw.

Even Caesar, who had a muscular body, seemed to be inferior to this quasi-sumo wrestler in terms of momentum.

"Basara King, Ukyo, you have ten minutes. Get ready. The manager is waiting for you in his room... Okay?" The expressionless Fujiwara Kansuke suddenly noticed Lu Mingfei in the bathtub. "Is Xiaoying back too? Let's go together then."

Fujiwara Kansuke gave his instructions in English and closed the door.

"Little Sakura?" Caesar frowned slightly. "Is there anyone named 'Little Sakura' here?"

There were only three people in the bathroom. Basara King was his nickname, Ukyo Tachibana was Chu Zihang's nickname, and Sakura was a name that was both silly and slightly cute... Caesar subconsciously glanced at Lu Mingfei.

"Hey, hey, hey, boss, what do you mean by that look? Are you treating me like a pervert with some peculiar fetish again?" Lu Mingfei said dissatisfiedly, "Do you think I want to be called Little Sakura? The store manager said that Takama-ga-hara must have flowers blooming in sequence, and all kinds of gigolos must be present. I'll leave the domineering and poetic names like Basara King and Ukyo to you, and you have to bear the shameful nickname of 'Little Sakura'. Instead of praising me for my loyalty, you actually treat me like a pervert!"

"Really?" Caesar stared at Lu Mingfei doubtfully.

Lu Mingfei felt a little guilty when Caesar stared at him, because the name "Sakura" was indeed chosen by him, but he didn't want to admit it... In the dream story, this name symbolized a precious memory shared with Eri. This memory had a very special meaning to him, and he didn't want to give it up.

I still remember when I decided on the name "Little Sakura," the store manager clapped his hands and excitedly exclaimed, "Brilliant! This name is absolutely wonderful! It's like a precious and charming treasure. Little Sakura, how did you come up with such a charming name for a flower like 'Little Sakura'? Please share your thoughts with me! I can't wait!"

Lu Mingfei thought, how did you come up with that? It was that idiotic name you gave me back then! He almost fainted when he read this passage in his dream. He wanted to jump into the book and slap that bald whale hard, saying, "Little Sakura, your whole family is called Little Sakura!"

"Maybe this is the flower arrangement that is engraved in every man's bones. The moment I entered Takama-ga-hara, the flower arrangement that was dormant in my heart seemed to awaken, and the name 'Sakura' unconsciously emerged in my mind." The abuse could only remain in his heart, and Lu Mingfei still had to put on a calm smile to apologize to the manager.

"We should be discussing the interview now, right?" Chu Zihang walked out from behind the screen. "It came faster than we expected."

The bathroom door was pushed open again, and it was Fujiwara Kansuke again, who poked half his head in through the crack of the door. "The manager has instructed that Basara King and Ukyo don't need to consult Sakura about interview techniques. This store is under the manager's supervision."

"He's looking at you with those whale eyes. He knows everything."

Chapter 272 Sakura, what is regretful love?

Fujiwara Kansuke left again after leaving behind some inexplicable and creepy words.

The door slammed shut, bringing with it a gust of wind. Hearing Fujiwara Kansuke's words, Caesar felt a chill run down his spine. He looked down at his naked self and muttered, "That sounds a bit weird. Could it be that the manager installed a hidden camera in our bathroom?"

"The first thing I did after I woke up was check the room. There weren't any cameras or bugs installed." Chu Zihang shook his head. "I think Senior Fujiwara was using an abstract description."

"Japan is an island nation, surrounded by the sea, so the ancient Japanese revered the sea. If Takama-ga-hara is an ocean, and the store manager is a man known as 'Whale,' the whale is the king of the sea, possessing an extremely keen sense of currents." Chu Zihang analyzed, "Senior Fujiwara probably meant that any tricks we make in Takama-ga-hara will be clearly visible to the store manager."

"That idiot wearing a whale tail and flying over the dance floor?"

Caesar recalled the scene of that night and realized that the top-notch whale must be a rather neurotic outlier among whales, so much so that he couldn't see through the man?

So Caesar nodded, deeply understanding: "He is indeed a terrible man."

……

After changing into simple casual clothes, the three of them took the elevator to the top floor of Takama-ga-hara.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, a door carved with sea-blue albizzia flowers opened from the middle. Behind the door, tall and burly bodyguards in black lined up on both sides of the aisle. They all had expressionless faces like killers, and their eyes were obscured by black sunglasses... This didn't look like the top floor of a gigolo nightclub at all, but more like the headquarters of a certain underworld family.

Takama-ga-hara has four floors and was renovated from the remains of a Catholic church built by the French before World War II. It is a historical building with rich cultural heritage.

The first floor is decorated as a luxurious dance floor and booths to receive all guests. All the gigolos' debut shows and popular programs are also performed on the stage on the first floor.

The second floor has a simple and elegant log style and only accepts VIP guests. Those who spend a certain amount of money in Takama-ga-hara can enjoy special SPA and beauty treatments on the second floor, and can designate their favorite gigolo to accompany them when they are free.

The third floor is the exclusive private space for the male escorts. Those who can have a place on the third floor are without exception the strong men among the famous male escorts in the Tokyo male escort world. It is equipped with a special teahouse, restaurant and bedroom suite. The style of the bedroom can be customized according to the personal preferences of the male escorts. The restaurant also hires professional chefs of Michelin two-star level.

Even the newly emerged Basara King and Ukyo Tachibana, who both broke Takama-ga-hara's historical records, cannot own their own exclusive suite on the third floor. Unless they pass the store manager's interview and go through a hellish internship period, they can officially step into this industry.

This is Shinjuku district, the most prosperous area of ​​Tokyo's sex industry. Every day, countless young people, full of longing and ambition, resolutely embark on the path of gigolos, and then return home disappointed and frustrated. There is never a shortage of talented people here, and only those who survive the path of gigolos to the end can get a glimpse of the way of men.

The fourth floor, located on the top floor, is the "forbidden place" of the entire Takama-ga-hara. It is a holy place in the hearts of the gigolos in the entire Shinjuku district and even in the whole of Tokyo. Sitting at the deepest part is the man who stands at the top of the gigolo world in Tokyo.

The entire fourth floor of Takama-ga-hara is the store manager's private area. A "whale"-like man really needs a place as wide as the sea. The ceiling is the blue of the sea, the glass floor is the blue of the sea, the curtains and lights are also the blue of the sea, and even the lining of the bodyguards' suits are painted with turtles, dolphins and walruses... swimming freely in the sea with a deep blue background.

"Is this the man with the title of 'Whale'? The strongest among the cowherds?" Caesar glanced around.

"The decor is quite simple," Chu Zihang commented, adding, "but its extreme simplicity is also a characteristic."

"It looks like a large ocean-style children's room." The broad-minded son of the Gattuso family also expressed his own evaluation.

"Sometimes I really think what that tortoise said is right. You two are indeed two lunatics. Your focus is always different from others." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes. "Shouldn't you be thinking about how to face the upcoming interview now?"

At the end of the black-clad bodyguards was Fujiwara Kansuke, who was standing at the door closest to the store manager's room. It seemed that this handsome sumo wrestler was a senior who was deeply trusted by the store manager.