Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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"Who knows? It might be because of the general election three months from now. Since Angers and MacArthur landed in Japan sixty years ago, the Liberal Democratic Party, represented by Taro Aso, has been in power for more than fifty years, and it has been in power since 1955 until today, without interruption."

However, the family has now decided to support Yukio Hatoyama, who represents the Democratic Party, hoping that he can represent more of the family's interests and Japan's interests, rather than the interests of the United States or the Secret Service.

As Tachibana Masamune spoke softly, he couldn't help but recall his first and second hometowns, neither of which had such a complex situation as Japan.

He shook his head. "Of course, it's possible that it's the Demon Gang, but I don't believe they have the ability to remember what Tokyo did."

Genjiro understood what Tachibana Masamune meant, and he stared intently at the sharpness reflected from the sword in his hand.

"In other words, Dad, you believe it was the Secret Service that did it."

Tachibana Masamune remained silent.

Chapter 219 I'm not trying to break you up

After "hearing" the voices of the guards of the Hebi-Hachi family, Wang An took Erii's hand, and the two figures blended into the shadows of Tokyo's intricate alleyways at night.

Moments later, when he reappeared, they arrived at a secluded mansion.

The black exterior walls are inconspicuous, but once you push open the outer door, you are greeted by a tranquil Japanese garden inside.

This is the residence that Ryoma Genichiro prepared for him after he arrived in Japan.

Erii's eyes lit up as she looked inside. She stepped lightly up the entrance stairs and curiously surveyed her surroundings.

She rarely went out, and her usual residence was a room that was a combination of a hospital ward and a bank vault, with boring pure white everywhere, which was annoying at first glance.

Wang Anzhi pushed open the wooden sliding door, and Erii walked in. She obediently took off her shoes, put them away neatly, and then put on the wooden clogs that had been prepared at the door.

The wooden clogs made a crisp "tap, tap" sound as they stepped on the smooth maple floor.

She carefully tugged at Wang Anzhi's sleeve and wrote in her notebook, "It would be very dangerous for me to go out like this."

"Danger?" Wang Anzhi didn't react for a moment and didn't care much. For him now, it was hard to say that there was anything "dangerous".

But Erii wouldn't give up. She hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand.

Looking at the pair of pale, crystal-clear hands in front of me, Wang Anzhi smiled and said, "So beautiful."

Erii didn't quite understand what "pretty" meant, but she was secretly pleased to be praised, and her ears turned slightly red.

She lifted her sleeve, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Wang Anzhi still didn't understand, so he simply grabbed Erii's hand as she rolled up her sleeve and instructed her, "Girls shouldn't do this in front of other people."

Erii's eyes were dazed, but she insisted on pulling her loose shrine maiden outfit up to her shoulders, revealing a bright, gleaming arm that caught Wang Anzhi's eye.

Erii didn't care. She pulled Wang Anzhi's hand and pointed directly at the bluish-black mark on his shoulder amidst the snow-white skin. Her movements were slow and uneasy.

She was genuinely afraid that this new "friend" she had just met would be afraid of her and dislike her because of this.

So her gaze darted away and landed on the wooden floor.

Seeing Erii's evasive gaze, Wang Anzhi remained calm and gently touched the bluish-black spot that Erii had pointed out to him.

It is very hard and cold, completely different from the warmth and softness of the human body.

These are dragon scales.

Wang Anzhi knew that Erii's bloodline was unstable and that she relied entirely on a medicine made from the blood of a dead baby to sustain her life.

If she doesn't take this drug for a period of time, she will degenerate into a mindless "Deadpool".

Among the three Uesugi siblings, Genjiro and Genjiro are both stable "Emperors," while only Uesugi Erii is an unstable but more powerful "Demon."

"Does it hurt?"

Wang Anzhi asked softly.

Erii suddenly looked up, as if she didn't understand the meaning of the word. She quietly lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, and wrote on the small note:

"I'm used to it."

Injecting the dragon blood potion is not a simple or easy task; on the contrary, it is extremely painful. It is akin to pouring ice into magma, and the pain in that instant is enough to drive anyone mad.

Only a girl like Erii, who is naive and has been enduring this kind of pain since birth, could endure it.

As she said, she's used to it.

Habits are such terrible things; once you get used to them, pain seems insignificant, and numbness becomes the norm.

Wang Anzhi was thinking of ways to cure the disease, and every one of them required the use of a live dragon.

amount……

He couldn't possibly make his junior sister bleed several tubes of blood!

Looking at Erii's innocent gaze, Wang Anzhi sensed that Xia Mi probably wouldn't be very willing.

However, there is no cure, but there are many ways to alleviate the symptoms.

He smiled and said, "Eri, don't worry, I'll help you."

The naive head of the Uesugi family nodded, completely unaware that it was a man she was meeting for the first time who was speaking to her.

Just then, a faint, watery laugh came from deep within the courtyard.

Erii's attention was drawn in. She tilted her head and listened carefully, a look of confusion and interest on her face.

She quickly pulled out her notepad and scribbled something down:

"I can hear a sound. Is there a hot spring here?"

She held up the notebook for Wang Anzhi to see, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Wang Anzhi nodded, but hadn't had a chance to respond yet.

A lazy, slightly teasing female voice came through the paper sliding door, speaking in perfect Japanese: "Yes, boss, would you like to come in?"

Then came another clear and crisp female voice, speaking in fluent Japanese with a slight accent, coldly replying, "Senior brother, you've brought me back another maid?"

Erii looked a little aggrieved. She puffed out her cheeks, lowered her head, and wrote, "Erii is not a maid."

Wang Anzhi quickly comforted her, "Don't listen to Xia Mi's nonsense, she's just flirting with you."

Before the words were finished, two identical figures walked out from the end of the entrance hall, followed by two softer voices that looked at Wang Anzhi, who was holding Erii's hand, and rang out in unison with smiles.

"Mr. Wang, you're back."

"Welcome, Ms. Erii."

Although Erii couldn't understand Chinese, the cheerful atmosphere infected her. She tugged at Wang Anzhi's sleeve, urging him on with her eyes.

Wang Anzhi nodded to her, took her hand, and led her along the cobblestone corridor. After passing a screen painted with cranes and two twin sisters in bathrobes, the view suddenly opened up before them.

This is a semi-open-air hot spring area. Soft lights illuminate the rising steam. Huge natural rocks surround the pool, and the hot spring water has a faint milky white hue. Several wooden trays float on the surface, holding sake bottles and porcelain cups.

A corner of the courtyard is adorned with meticulously trimmed pine and cypress trees and a small stone lantern, exuding a Japanese charm.

In the pool, two women with completely different styles are soaking.

The most eye-catching was a girl with cascading black hair. She leaned lazily against the edge of the pool, her chin resting on a rock, her eyes as lively as a cat's. She was Xia Mi, the second person to speak earlier, and the one with the sharpest tone.

Beside her, Mai Shude stretched out her proud long legs, her snow-white skin glowing red in the hot water. She was pulling up her wet hair, revealing her beautifully shaped neck. The female ninja's competence and her current leisure formed a wonderful contrast.

A little further away, there was a pair of twins who looked alike, Shao Nanqin and Shao Nanyin, behind the two.

They stood side by side, like two lotus flowers emerging from the water, their gentle smiles almost identical, watching the two who had been arguing earlier.

When they saw Wang Anzhi bring Erii in, all four of them turned their attention to him.

Chapter 220 I'm Here to Join You

Looking at the four people, Erii couldn't help but feel a little awkward; she had never seen so many friendly gazes before.

Xia Mi's eyes lit up when she saw Erii. She beckoned to her and said in a condescending tone, "Little girl, come on over! The hot spring is so comfortable!"

Erii looked even more embarrassed and hid behind Wang Anzhi.

Xia Mi glared at Wang Anzhi with annoyance, then leaned against the stone wall and said, "Senior brother, you only brought back this little girl this time. I thought you were going to investigate the secrets of the White Emperor."

Wang Anzhi shook his head. "The White Emperor is not the focus right now."

His primary purpose in coming here was to reclaim the complete White King's authority, and also to see how his relationship with his "older sister" had been from the ancient times to the present, and whether he could win her over to his side.

But right now, the first thing to do is to observe Tachibana Masamune through Ryoma Genichiro, and then observe the guy behind him named Bondarev who is suspected to be Odin.

Wang Anzhi understood very well that he needed to be careful in Japan.

The reason lies not in the Eight Hebi families of Japan, nor in the secret party behind them, but in Odin behind the secret party.

Herzog can be considered Odin's most important pawn, someone Odin could practically control.

He could not tolerate this pawn ascending to the White King's throne and thus spiraling out of control, but before that, he needed this pawn to test the White Emperor Yggdrasil's state.

Oh, in Japan, the White Emperor would be called Izanami.

Xia Mi looked at Wang Anzhi and complained, "Senior brother, you've been in Japan for a month, and you haven't accomplished anything significant yet!"

Thinking of his good senior brother who has accomplished nothing so far, Xia Mi couldn't help but recall his own glorious past.

She led Fenrir to become two "Scourges of God" in just a few years, lashing out at the world and sweeping across the entire Eurasian continent, though ultimately she always failed...

Thinking about it, she sighed. It was a pity that her brother was in such poor condition. Even after recovering from the cocoon, he had not returned to his prime and could only slowly recover in her Nibelungen.

Wang Anzhi shook his head and looked at Mai Shude, "Mai, if I remember correctly, tomorrow is the day I'm supposed to meet with Yukio Hatoyama, right?"

Jiu Demai nodded slightly to Wang Anzhi: "Everything is going well, boss."

Japan is currently on the eve of a general election, and the Liberal Democratic Party, which has ruled Japan since 1955, has suffered a near-total defeat in this election.

Even Chiyoda Ward in Tokyo, the political center of Japan, a district that had been controlled by the Liberal Democratic Party for the past 60 years, was defeated this time by a little-known 26-year-old female candidate from the Democratic Party who hastily entered the race before the election.

From then on, the Liberal Democratic Party lost its status as the largest party in Tokyo, a position it had held since 1965.

All of this began when Yukio Hatoyama founded the Democratic Party twenty years ago.

This is the same time that Tachibana Masamune arrived in Japan from Black Swan Port.

And coincidentally, Wang Anzhi remembered that Yukio Hatoyama, the winner of this election, successfully became prime minister.

Unfortunately, just one year later, Yukio Hatoyama was able to step down.

Although the prime ministers who succeeded him were still from the Democratic Party, the party was no longer under his control.