Dragon Clan: They're all insane, and you still want me to slay dragons?

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Faced with the choice between family stability and Erii's absolute safety, Genjiro chose the former; he had always been a rather rational person. He loved his younger sister, but not unconditionally, just as he had treated Genjiro in the past.

An hour later, Sakura Yabuki's Porsche 911 and the black luxury sedan that Kakui was riding in arrived at the entrance of the Kassel branch school in Adachi Ward at almost the same time. After their identities were verified by members of the school's administrative department, they successfully drove into the war zone.

The campus, converted from a church school, is not very large. It's probably during class time now, and the whole school is very quiet, with only a few boys playing basketball on the playground.

Flying through the air, dunking over three players in mid-air, touching the top of the backboard with a light leap—Jordan would weep at the sight, Chamberlain would drown his sorrows in alcohol. Their talent is blinding.

Sakura Yabuki got out of the car with the Longinus in the passenger seat, glanced around the playground, and recognized two of the boys playing basketball: Caesar and Chu Zihang.

Caesar stood beyond the three-point line and gently shot the ball into the basket with a standard one-shot. He then turned and walked towards the two cars that had just driven into the campus.

A dazed Gao Kui yawned as his entourage helped him out of the car.

“Ms. Yabuki Sakura, I’m so glad to see you here alive.”

Caesar greeted Yabuki Sakura politely, then took the Longinus from her hand and made two cuts on his arm to confirm it was genuine.

"Is it something to be happy about that I'm alive and here?" Sakura Yabuki asked.

"of course."

Caesar then raised his tall scepter and said with a smile, "Every beautiful girl is a treasure bestowed upon mankind by God, and my upbringing does not allow me to harm a beautiful girl without cause."

However, Gao Kui's situation is different. From the moment he left the school yesterday, we assumed that most of the Sheqi Bajia members would become dead. Now it seems that his emotions and illness are under effective control.

"Congratulations, truly congratulations! I knew the treatment over the past four years had been effective."

Professor Guderian rushed out of the principal's office and clapped his hands with delight when he saw that Gao Kui was safe and sound. Even though he already knew that the possibility of Gao Kui being in danger like Longinus was extremely slim, the old man still couldn't help but worry about Gao Kui.

“We will not pursue the matter further regarding the casualties and property damage caused by the Northern Qi prince. The man and the knife are all yours. I have many other things to attend to and cannot accompany you.”

Sakura Yabuki remained expressionless. After delivering the person and the sword, she prepared to leave, as she indeed had many other things to attend to.

Gao Kui and Genji Shiki almost dismantled most of the Genji Heavy Industries. The various branches are still fighting against the Oni Clan. As Genji Shiki's secretary, she has to handle all kinds of matters, big and small.

If Longinus and the prince of Northern Qi hadn't been so important that a sufficiently influential person had to escort them, Genji would never have let her leave Genji Heavy Industries at this time.

"What do you mean you're not going to pursue this anymore? If you're not going to pursue it, we still want to..." Professor Guderian glared and was about to argue with Sakura Yabuki.

Since Gao Kui left the school, the super AI Norma at the Kassel headquarters has been working at full capacity, relentlessly digging for information and clues related to the Snake Clan. Guderian also stayed up all night, maintaining communication with the Kassel headquarters.

The situation in Japan can no longer be described as merely undercurrents. The Demon Clan has almost completely surfaced and even caused a major incident in the sea near Sumeru. At this moment, the eyes of almost all hybrid families and forces around the world are turned to Japan.

Through Norma's digging, Kassel, while not having obtained all the information, at least uncovered a considerable number of secrets that the Snake Clan had tried to hide, such as the stability of the bloodline of Japanese hybrids, the origin of the Oni Clan, and the suspected first-generation true dragon beneath the Sumeru Throne...

One incident after another landed in the minefield of Kassel and the Peruvian Party.

Professor Guderian felt it necessary to have a serious talk with Sakura Yabuki. Why not speak up when you're in the right? Are you going to wait until you're in the wrong to act unreasonably?

"professor!"

Caesar shouted suddenly, then calmed down and said in a calm tone, "Those matters should be discussed by the principal, the board of directors, and the heads of the Snake Clan. They are not matters for us minor figures to interfere with. We don't need to make things difficult for a dutiful lady here."

"You really are chivalrous..."

Professor Guderian grumbled and fell silent. He had to admit that Caesar was right. The issue of the Snake Clan was too high-level. Even if he was an associate professor, and even if Caesar was the student council president and the young master of the Gattuso family, he was not important enough to get involved.

Criticizing Yabuki Sakura here serves no purpose other than venting anger.

Sakura Yabuki, who had been protected, turned around, glanced at Caesar, and said, "I'm reminded of an old Chinese saying."

"What did you say?" Caesar puffed out his chest, like a peacock in full regalia.

"A dog that bites doesn't bark."

"how you said that?"

“This morning, Frost Gattuso, the acting head of the Gattuso family, contacted us and questioned us, his attitude… was quite forceful…”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Sakura Yabuki regretted them. She felt that her choice of words was somewhat inappropriate, because Frost's attitude on the phone could no longer be described as forceful or aggressive. He simply treated the Snake-Headed Eight Family members like a dish, wishing he could devour them alive.

"That's normal. My uncle has always been a strong person. You need to be skillful when negotiating with him so that you don't suffer losses."

With the beautiful woman in front of him, Caesar calmly sold out Frost: "There's a small real estate businessman in America named Donald who published a book called 'The Art of the Deal' in 1987, in which he detailed the negotiation techniques he liked to use. My uncle is a big believer in this book."

He likes to go all out at the very beginning of negotiations, putting immense pressure on the other party, hoping to defeat them in one fell swoop and make them completely subservient to him. When the other party can no longer withstand the pressure, he will appropriately relax the conditions, which often yields better results.

The most important skill in negotiating with my uncle is resilience. Avoid any effective communication or negotiation in the initial stages, and in the second stage, stick to your bottom line and don't easily concede.

"Is it really okay for you to tell me your uncle's negotiation skills so easily?"

Caesar said confidently, "What's wrong with that? It's good."

In this world, no one desires the downfall and destruction of the Gattuso family more than I do.

Sakura Yabuki hesitated for a moment, but finally told the truth: "Frost Gattuso contacted us in the name of the board of directors of the College of Kassel."

Caesar immediately fell silent.

The tires kicked up dust as they rubbed against the ground. Sakura Yabuki, who was originally just carrying out an escort mission, drove off with important information she had unexpectedly obtained.

Professor Guderian stared at Caesar speechlessly: "The information you leaked could very well prevent the Board of Trustees from obtaining the expected benefits."

Professor Guderian also knew something about the Board of Trustees. If Principal Angers was a fierce and powerful lion king, then Frost Gattuso was a hyena that both barked and bit. He was extremely assertive, with a strong desire to perform and manipulate. Once he found a weakness in his opponent, he would pounce on it without hesitation and tear off a piece of flesh from the other party.

Such a person may cause headaches for other board members during internal meetings, but he is a master at external negotiations. Most of the external negotiations between Kassel and the Secret Service were presided over by Frost.

Before negotiations even began, Frost's very secrets had already been exposed by Caesar.

"I don't think the problem is that serious yet. Many people know about my uncle's negotiation skills and assertive personality..."

Caesar scratched his head, then suddenly beckoned to Chu Zihang and abruptly changed the subject: "Hey Chu Zihang, come over here and lend a hand. Let's carry Gao Kui back to the dorm. I suddenly feel like he's heavier than a mountain."

Caesar's technique of changing the subject was rather clumsy, but Professor Guderian was susceptible to it. He immediately shifted his attention to Gao Kui and, together with Chu Zihang, carefully helped Gao Kui back to his dormitory. They watched as Gao Kui took an extra dose of medicine, asked him a few simple questions, and then left with peace of mind.

Chapter 184 Wall of Heart

Not long after Professor Guderian left, Gao Kui, who had been listless, immediately perked up and asked Caesar and Chu Zihang if they had anything to eat. He had been fighting since nightfall the previous day and hadn't eaten a single bite.

That damned Genjiro must be jealous that I'm more handsome than him, so he's using this little trick to get back at me!

Caesar casually took a box of cookies from the bedside table drawer and handed it to Gao Kui. The cookie box was mainly white with blue accents and had a picture of Mount Rishiri printed on it, so it seemed to be a local Japanese specialty.

"White Lover, for me?"

Gao Kui looked at Caesar with some disbelief, wondering if Caesar was sexually normal and if he was lusting after his beauty.

"You recognize this cookie? Oh, I almost forgot you have lived in Japan for at least 30 years, so it's normal for you to recognize this cookie."

Caesar was initially puzzled, then paused for a moment before realizing what was happening.

White chocolate cookies from the brand Shiroi Koibito (White Lover) are a specialty of Hokkaido, Japan. They originated in 1976. There are many theories about why they are called Shiroi Koibito, and the origin is now unknown. In any case, they are a very famous specialty of Hokkaido, comparable in status to Nanjing's salted duck and Gaoyou's salted duck eggs.

In 1995, the nationwide hit movie "Love Letter" also mentioned Shiroi Koibito (White Lover), and the movie further enhanced the romantic image of Hokkaido. All these factors combined have given Shiroi Koibito cookies a strong sense of romance and sweet love.

"Don't worry, this box of cookies wasn't originally bought for you," Caesar explained with a sigh.

Chu Zihang, who had been silent all along, stabbed Caesar in the back: "He bought a lot of local Japanese specialties for Nuonuo, but Nuonuo didn't accept them. She distributed the other specialties to her classmates, but returned this cookie to Caesar."

"I roughly estimate that your sentence just now had at least 30 words. How come you suddenly became so eloquent?"

Caesar glared at Chu Zihang. He had ample reason to suspect that Chu Zihang was not as aloof as he appeared. Beneath his handsome and noble exterior, there was likely a heart as gossipy as the gossipy aunties at the village intelligence station.

Chu Zihang remained silent and continued to act aloof.

Gao Kui opened the biscuit packaging, took out one for himself, put the box on the bedside table, and invited Caesar and Chu Zihang to eat together.

Although Caesar bought the cookies, he had never tasted them. As for Chu Zihang, he had read the original novel and watched the movie "Love Letter," and the line "How are you? I'm fine" was truly touching. He had also long heard of the White Lover cookie brand.

The cookies weren't particularly amazing, but they were still quite tasty, and they lived up to their top ranking among specialty products for over a decade.

When only one piece remained, Gao Kui suddenly shouted "Wait!" He took out a ballpoint pen from the drawer, wrote "One Box of Crisps" on the packaging box, and then broke the last piece of biscuit into three pieces, handing one to Caesar and the other to Chu Zihang.

Caesar paused slightly, then said, "The box clearly says one biscuit per person, how dare I disobey the Prime Minister's order?" and stuffed the biscuit into his mouth.

Chu Zihang shook his head and said, "The Prime Minister is not dreaming; you are the one dreaming," and then stuffed the biscuit into his mouth.

After finishing the box of cookies, Gao Kui felt much better and asked Caesar, "Where did you buy these cookies?"

"Still not full? I have a few more boxes." Caesar opened the drawer, took out the remaining boxes, and handed them to Gao Kui.

"No."

Gao Kui shook his head: "The boxes you bought are limited edition from Hokkaido. I was also planning to buy a few boxes to give as gifts."

"Hokkaido limited edition? What's different about it?"

"Apart from the packaging, there is no difference, but the price is much more expensive."

Chu Zihang's eyebrows twitched slightly, his "Eight Trigrams Radar" activated, keenly detecting the key information in Gao Kui's words: "Your girlfriend has been rescued?"

The Shiroi Koibito (White Lover) cookie carries a strong sense of romance and love, especially the Hokkaido limited edition. Knowing this, Kakui would certainly not give this cookie to an ordinary friend.

"He was rescued by my other girlfriend and is now in Saitama Prefecture."

"Which girlfriend of yours, Niijima Mako, Okumura Haru, or perhaps Kuromi Kyoko, Nishimiya Shoko, or Makima?"

Chu Zihang asked for several names in a row; those were all girlfriends mentioned in Gao Kui's self-narration, and not all of them. If all the names of the girlfriends mentioned in Gao Kui's self-narration were listed, the length would probably be comparable to the tongue twisters in the traditional crosstalk "Reporting the Dishes".

"It is wine virtue and hemp clothing."

This is the first time I've heard you mention this name.

Chu Zihang immediately perked up, perking up his ears to listen attentively. Even though he already knew that most of Gao Kui's life experiences in his self-narration were his own imagination, Chu Zihang still had a strong desire to listen.

Is it that Zhou dreamt he was a butterfly, or that the butterfly dreamt he was Zhou?

The story of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly applies perfectly to Gao Kui. For the Holy Son, turning the illusion into reality is an extremely simple matter. No one can guarantee that Gao Kui's delusions won't become real someday, without anyone noticing.

"I just found out her name too."

"And what is the identity of your girlfriend named Mai Shude?"

Chu Zihang inquired with great interest, as Gao Kui's past descriptions of his girlfriends revealed a wide variety of identities, including a phantom thief, a high school student council president, a detective, and a demon... Each of them possessed unique skills, and their special identities brought unexpected surprises.

"He's of mixed race, Japanese, apparently a graduate of Tokyo University, and has worked as a taxi driver, ninja, and undercover investigator..."

Chu Zihang felt something was off as he listened. Although he hadn't seen those movies, he had heard about them before. Your girlfriend has quite a rich life experience.

Caesar slapped his thigh, suddenly remembering something: "Isn't it the one who led the humanoid dragon king to raid the school last time?"

"Mm." Gao Kui nodded.

In an instant, Chu Zihang's eyes brightened considerably, and his hands trembled as he finally heard some interesting gossip.

Gao Kui's past girlfriends and love experiences were certainly quite good, but ultimately they were like flowers in water or the moon in a well—only to be admired but never grasped, ultimately ending in nothing.