Chapter 104 (Previous Chapter 103) Little Erlang Goes to School

Little Erlang~

Carrying that schoolbag to school~

"Not afraid of the scorching sun, nor afraid of the raging wind and rain."

Zhuge Tongzhi skipped and hummed a song as he walked through the campus of Tokyo University, curiously looking around. His song continued: "I'm afraid my teacher will scold me for being lazy and unlearned, and I'll be ashamed to face my parents."

This is a children's rhyme widely circulated in China, called "Little Erlang Goes to School," which couldn't be more fitting for this occasion.

Because Rei Furuya is Kojiro.

Zhuge Tongzhi was taking him to school.

"I don't need anyone to take me, okay..." Furuya Rei looked speechlessly at the girl who kept muttering "Lang li ge lang," leading her across the golden autumn ginkgo leaves and the withered lawn toward the archway of Yasuda Auditorium. "What are you doing following me?"

"I'm sending you to school." Zhuge Tongzhi looked up at the ancient and majestic boulder above him. The boulder, carved with patterns, had become pitted and uneven over the long years of wind and rain. The deep black cracks in the stone were stubbornly covered with lush green weeds.

"I really don't need it," Furuya Rei complained slightly, but after the two of them had pushed his tolerance for two beers to its limit in their own ways, he calmly accepted his little follower.

"Watch where you're going."

Despite knowing that the person beside him might be the least needing anyone to lead him, the blond man still reached out and took the hand of the dark-haired girl who was only looking up at the building, leading the child through the stone archway where light and shadow alternated.

The vast campus was very peaceful.

Although it was the golden season for ginkgo leaves, it was the busiest Monday when she and Rei Furuya visited this world-renowned university, so there weren't many tourists taking photos. However, the bright gold color made up for their enthusiasm.

Most of the people coming and going were students and professors from the school, in twos and threes carrying backpacks or holding thick books in their arms, chatting and laughing as they hurried to the classroom for the next class. The otherwise dignified and solemn campus was made more vibrant by these students.

Zhuge Tongzhi shifted his gaze from an elderly man with white hair and a backpack to a quick scan of the various lectures, clubs, and even protest posters pasted on the display boards on both sides.

"Is this your first time here?" Seeing Zhuge Tongzhi looking around like a curious child, Furuya Rei asked seriously, feigning a test, "Little student, do you know how many points you need to get into this place?"

"Yes, I got my identity document processed in advance," she explained briefly, then her attention was drawn back to the statue covered in flowers. She casually added, "I've never been to school, so I don't know anything about exams."

When she was little, other children her age went to kindergarten one after another, but she suffered from hyperthymesia. The jumbled memories that flashed back from time to time became the biggest obstacle on her way to school.

Her parents, whose faces she could no longer recall, must have spent several years running around for this purpose. Even after she was transferred to Japan for work, she still remembered many different hospital registration desks.

Zhuge Tongzhi also found it very strange that he solved his hyperthymesia problem not by relying on doctors, and after solving the problem, he did not go back to kindergarten. Instead, he made up for the compulsory and higher education in his hometown in a supernatural way.

After a quarter of my life has gone through twists and turns, I'm still back to elementary school.

Zhuge Tongzhi, a true dropout with only one semester of primary school in his formal academic record, frankly replied, "The cutoff scores here are probably very high. I never even thought I could get into university."

Although Rag always muttered something about being a "slippery fish in the net of nine-year compulsory education" and tried to force her into school with a pained expression, she felt it was unnecessary.

On the one hand, the training camp did not communicate with the outside world, and on the other hand, she had seen what the classroom was like from Rag's memories. Although she did not take the exam herself, subjectively speaking, she had a university degree at the age of six.

Zhuge Jiulouyu, a pseudo-college student, Tongzhi: I think this is fine.

Hearing the girl's candid answer, Rei Furuya's intended teasing remark about her studies immediately got stuck in his throat.

Yes, this child has never been to school and never even thought about going to school. The blond man looked at Zhuge Tongzhi, who was glancing around with complicated emotions. How could someone so deeply under the organization's control possibly be checking university admission scores?

Although he was completely unaware of it, he unwittingly touched a nerve with someone.

Rei Furuya felt a pang of conscience.

After looking at the long wooden bench covered with ginkgo leaves, she memorized everything she saw. The black-haired girl stood on the ancient stone bricks beneath her feet and said thoughtfully, "I just feel..."

"So this is what university is like."

Rei Furuya's conscience is hurting even more.

Aside from the golden ginkgo leaves in autumn, it was completely different from the university Lag remembered. Zhuge Tongzhi was completely unaware of Furuya Rei's inner turmoil, who was constantly being interrogated; he was simply comparing the two universities, which had completely different styles.

She decided to bring Rag here for a visit sometime in the future.

"Besides, I'm very experienced in creating fake identities." Getting back to the main point, Zhuge Tongzhi shook his phone at Furuya Rei, indicating that he had come along to help him complete the details of the information. "Let's go straight to the archives and send you to school."

However, if he were to forge an identity using Noah's Ark, Furuya Rei wouldn't have personally come to the University of Tokyo. As a public security police officer, he naturally had a more legitimate and compliant way to obtain an identity—by cooperating with the higher-ups at the University of Tokyo.

This is a direct reference to a certain FBI member who broke the law, falsified his academic credentials, and dared to obstruct law enforcement by public officials. The righteous head of public security will revoke this person's student ID from the University of Tokyo and send him back to the United States as soon as the matter is resolved.

So, he came today just to take pictures of the documents for his falsified identity and to submit his application to join the police force.

Every step is already set in stone, so being a little late is perfectly fine.

"Well, there's no rush." ​​Furuya Rei slowed down, intending to take Zhuge Tongzhi, who clearly hadn't had enough of looking around, for a little longer on the university campus. "We can go later."

"ha?"

Unexpectedly, the black-haired girl frowned, stopped looking at the university campus, and stared intently at Furuya Rei, asking crisply, "Yabō, how can you not be in a hurry to save my sister!"

"You can't give up on school at this time!"

Jianggu Ling:......

My aching conscience suddenly calmed down.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Zhuge Tongzhi then grabbed Furuya Rei and pulled her towards their destination at a faster pace. "I haven't finished singing my song yet, you have to listen carefully."

"Little Erlang, carrying his schoolbag to school."

"It's not for official position, nor for saving face!"

Kojiro Furuya Rei sighed inwardly and strode forward with Zhuge Tongzhi.

Through underhanded tactics, he would soon skip the regular police training and directly join the Japanese Public Security Service, where he would be responsible for public security affairs that were not conducted undercover or for dealing with the general public.

There's nothing inherently wrong with that, but since this is a performance for the Black Organization, especially Rum and Gin, his promotion must be pursued gradually.

Kazami Yuya is one of the prominent figures in the Japanese Public Security Bureau, and he is usually responsible for handling cases that require police intervention, thus his identity is known to the police.

In short, the translation is:

After joining the Public Security Bureau, Furuya Rei should call Kazami Yuya-senpai.

The blond man didn't mind these trivial requests, but he imagined the scene and wondered if Kazami's acting skills could handle the role.

He might stammer and not know how to respond on the spot. I'll have to take him out for some targeted training when we get back.

But in any case...

"Just to take down that winery, rescue my sister, and dispel all darkness!"

That's right. Furuya Rei gave a determined smile—but for him, the words needed to be slightly modified.

All for the sake of taking down that winery.

To protect the country he loved, and to shatter all evil.

So what if you call Kazami "senpai" in front of so many colleagues!

He only sincerely hoped that his three unlucky colleagues who had also been promoted to the "senbei" generation wouldn't cause trouble, especially that curly-haired bastard who had been laughing wildly ever since he learned that he was going to join the police force.

Because "new police officer" Rei Furuya couldn't very well put up a sign at the entrance of the police station that read "Mazdas and dogs not allowed."

Not to mention that Rei Furuya himself drives a Mazda.

Hmm... I hope things go smoothly for Hiro.

…

Morobuchi Kagemitsu indeed had a smooth journey.

After making contact with Lager, Scotland, who was rehired at lightning speed, has now entered the organization's Boss's secret base.

And they are cooking in a very stereotypical way.

Even Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was fully prepared, would slowly raise a question mark when he looked at the spatula in his hand, listened to the rumbling range hood, and smelled the increasingly rich aroma of tamagoyaki.

Hmm? Isn't he the organization's elite sniper?

Why is he cooking in the kitchen after being rehired?

These hands, which once held the sniper rifle, now possessed culinary skills that were rumored to be increasingly miraculous, but they were also stained with the blood of innocent people. They had coldly snapped the bones and throats of their targets, but the first thing they did after being rehired was to cook?

However, they all shared the same taste in tamagoyaki (Japanese rolled omelet). After calmly summarizing, Morofushi Kagemitsu cut the tamagoyaki into suitable pieces and plated them.

But his question was answered by someone behind him.

"Oh, I'm sorry! But I really want to eat Scottish food!"

A young man with light blonde hair leaned against the kitchen doorframe, his eyes darting out like omelets about to burst into tears. He recited with the dramatic flair of a stage actor, "This is the number one must-eat in Nagano!"

Morofushi Kagemitsu doesn't think his food would be number one on Nagano Prefecture's must-eat list—if such a list even exists—nor does he think his food is that ridiculously delicious.

However, Lager didn't intend to tell him that the top spot on Nagano's must-eat list was actually a battle between brothers, Morofushi Kagemitsu and Morofushi Takaaki, which had once caused a bloody uproar online.

And the food cooked by Morofushi Kagemitsu is one of the must-try items for time travelers.

It holds an important place in the three-person whisky set meal, which is on par with Rei Furuya's Poirot sandwich and Shuichi Akai's beef stew with potatoes.

When Lager was sharing his must-eat list and the experience left by his predecessors with his sister, the young version of Zhuge Tongzhi, who always liked to put on a cool and aloof face, was speechless.

"Ah, if I could, I'd really like to take Mazda, Hagiwara, and the class president to try Poirot's sandwiches." She sat down next to the dark-haired girl who barely reached her shoulder and imagined, "It would be so much fun!"

'boring. '

"Hey—Tori, come with me." Rag teased his usually quiet little sister.

"No thanks, I'm only responsible for helping with the rescue. You can handle the rest of the dirty tricks yourself." Zhuge Tongzhi refused coldly, and then his sister pounced on him and pinched his cheek, claiming he was cute.

We didn't have time to discuss it in detail on the forum, and I don't know if Tong helped her achieve these goals. Rag thought to himself, leaning against the door frame.

However, she really only took one bite first!

I've been on an IV drip for so long since the experiment ended, and now that I'm finally able to move around, my mouth is so numb I can barely taste anything!

Smelling the mouthwatering aroma, Rag swallowed hard, shamelessly feigning sympathy as he said, "If I could just have one bite, I'd gladly give up everything else for life..."

“Yes, we still need to have some, and a lot of it.” Morofushi Kagemitsu gently interrupted her, picked up the plate in his hand, and went to the luxuriously decorated dining room. “Let’s talk while we eat. What do you need me to do for you?”

The young man with light blonde hair picked up a tamagoyaki with chopsticks, pondered for a moment while looking at the steaming hot tamagoyaki, and then put the not-so-hot tamagoyaki into his mouth.

"In Scotland, the real old fogies in the organization aren't these group leaders."

As he slowly puffed out his cheeks, Rag's tone of voice slowed down. The exaggerated emotional outburst subsided in an instant, revealing the underlying cold tone.

"The old crow wants to balance power to sustain the organization's development, but I just want to take the golden cup of power and smash it to the ground."

"That's what I want." She casually pushed a glass off the table, and the sudden, crisp sound of it shattering made people tense and more wary of whoever had pushed it.

However, Morofushi Kagemitsu felt that Furuya Rei's description of the cow cat was not entirely without merit.

Mood swings and a penchant for pushing cups are exactly the same.

"So, please help me clean up those old fogies." Rag propped his chin up with his hand, revealing a cat-like smile, and complained, "There are too many scum clinging to the golden cup; I can't move them by myself."

"Vermouth will help you disguise yourself, I'll give you a route accurate to the centimeter, and I've also found out the locations of those old geezers..."

She listed out all the help she could offer, and finally took a bite of tamagoyaki and mumbled, "There are too many informants, so I can't leave for too long. I'm leaving it to you, Scotland."

"Hmm." Morofushi Kagemitsu had no objections, then thought for a moment and asked, "What about Rai?"

Lager thought for a moment about where the number two whisky on the must-try list had gone after his re-employment, and said, "He went to find his sweetheart."

Zhu Fujingguang: ?

“An enemy is an enemy, and enemies can’t become lovers.” Rag suddenly started humming a song, and after humming two lines, he said succinctly, “At his request, Shuichi Akai is currently working with Gin to capture Ireland. He’s still so interested in his dear enemy lover.”

Zhu Fujingguang: ...

"May Gin suffer a terrible fate," Rag prayed fervently.

…

The current mission site

Without hesitation, the silver-haired assassin fired a shot at the highly distinctive new member, but the other party dodged it with excellent skills. Before he could fire another shot, Vermouth stopped him.

“Vermouth, get out of the way,” Gin said coldly. “I know perfectly well who the rat under this dung heap is.”

“These are the people the Boss brought,” Vermouth said. “They’re not disguised; you can come and check them.”

Gin's response was to fire a shot that grazed Vermouth's hair. The sharp bullet sliced ​​through the man's slightly turned cheek, and blood spurted out.

The silver-haired assassin squinted at the incredibly realistic bleeding wound, but his suspicion and murderous intent remained undiminished.

How could he not recognize Shuichi Akai? He didn't even need to confirm any disguise; just that aura and those eyes were enough!

“This is the person that the Boss specially selected and sent.” Vermouth emphasized a few syllables, looking at the silent Gin with an unspoken, indescribable expression. “She said she insisted on handing it over to you personally.”

The silver-haired assassin fell silent.

The silver-haired assassin lowered his gun.

The silver-haired assassin lit a cigarette.

"If you want to live, then don't get in my way." He took a deep drag of his cigarette, turned and gave Shuichi Akai a cold look, and said, "Come with me."

“Okay.” Shuichi Akai gave Gin a smile that only fueled his loathing and hatred, and replied in a low, hoarse voice, “My dear.”

Gin felt his erection getting hard to control.

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Author's Note: Jiang Gu: My conscience briefly lived on.

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Besides eating, Lager's biggest desire right now is to experiment with gin.

Update: Akai and his lover have reunited! (Sprinkling flowers)

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Mwah!