Chapter 200 Extra: Genjiro's Morning
In the dim sky, a hint of pale light appeared, gradually illuminating the huge city, and the reeds outside the city, enjoying the first ray of sunshine, were swaying gently in the wind.
Wow~
A breeze blew, and a reed took off and floated into the sky. Finally, it slowly floated into the window on the second floor of a building and landed on the nose of a young man.
He wrinkled his nose slightly, but the black-haired boy did not wake up. He frowned and was immersed in his sleep.
The scenes in the dream were bizarre, complex and varied, giving him a dreamlike feeling.
"Ninja...don't blame me for being mean..."
"Come on! Ninja of the Goddess!"
"In this way... the long night of Ashina will soon dawn!"
The scene kept repeating back and forth, the boy's brows became more and more furrowed, cold sweat ran down his face, and his face looked ferocious.
"Genichiro-kun... Genichiro-kun!"
But at this moment, a clear and gentle call came from outside the window, causing the black-haired boy to suddenly open his eyes, sit up straight, and breathe heavily.
"The dream just now! What was it...what was it?"
Cold sweat soaked his clothes, but Genichirō had already forgotten the fantastic dream. When he saw the fallen reeds out of the corner of his eye, his eyes froze, as if he remembered something, but his mind was blank.
"Genichirō-kun! If you don't come down soon, Grandpa Isshin will be angry."
Suddenly, the girl's voice rang out again. Genichirō, who was awakened, felt as if he were in another world. He came to his senses again and shouted at the window.
"Got it, Yongzhen!"
He hurriedly put on his school uniform and went downstairs, still holding the reed in his hand, subconsciously unwilling to let go.
As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Yongzhen standing in the yard with a smile on his face. When he saw Genichirō coming downstairs, he said to him with a smile.
"It's rare that Genichirō-kun woke up late today."
Hearing Yongzhen's somewhat teasing tone, Genichirō curled his lips and muttered something.
“So annoying…”
Although it would be a good idea to walk towards the kendo gym on the other side of the yard, Yongzhen saw Genichirō's appearance, smiled helplessly, and followed him towards the gym.
"Last night, Grandpa Yixin said he had something to tell us today, but we don't know what it is."
"Oh."
"... Genichirō-kun... are you listening to me?"
"Oh."
"Ugh…"
Looking at Genichirō who kept his head down along the way, wondering what he was thinking, Yongzhen covered his face and sighed, then shut up and stopped making trouble.
Even when he reached the sword hall, Genichirō still looked lost. It was only after Yongzhen's loud reminder that he remembered the important task. He looked up at the vigorous words "Ashina-ryu Dojo" on the sword hall's plaque.
Yongzhen and Genichirō's expressions instantly became serious, and they spoke loudly.
"Grandpa, we are here!"
In less than a moment, an old but very powerful voice in the sword hall responded to the two.
"Come in."
Wow.
After opening the wooden door of the sword hall, Yongzhen just entered the hall and saw Isshin sitting in the center of the hall and the short child kneeling beside him. He nodded in greeting, then took off his shoes and knelt beside Isshin, while Genichirō frowned slightly.
He always felt that he had seen this child somewhere, but he couldn't remember where.
But when he saw his grandfather waving at him, Genichirō still walked over and knelt beside the familiar child, secretly looking at him from time to time.
Seeing Genichirō's curious look, Isshin was not a rigid person, so he immediately laughed and explained to Genichirō and Yongzhen.
"Hahaha, this is Hirata Kuro. The Hirata family, with whom we have been friends for generations, asked us to take care of this child for two days. You two must not neglect them!"
Hearing this, Yongzhen smiled and nodded, looking at Jiulang, and the other party also smiled and bowed slightly in response. It was obvious that he was a good child who knew etiquette.
Genichirō on the side was not so accommodating. Seeing that the other party might stay at their house for a few days, his eyes changed from peeking at him to staring at him straight away, which made Jiulang feel a little shy for a moment and he didn't know what to say.
Finally, he looked at Yi Xin and spoke sheepishly.
"Ah... I actually have a brother who was worried about me coming here alone, so he insisted on coming with me... I haven't seen him for almost a day or three... I'm a little worried..."
Seeing Jiulang's worried expression, Isshin raised his eyebrows and spoke softly.
"Oh? Brother... do you know where he is now?"
"Um…"
Touching his chin, Jiulang thought for a moment and said hesitantly.
"My brother is good at carpentry. I haven't seen him for three days... maybe he's doing odd jobs."
Isshin chuckled at Jiulang's description.
"Ha, he sounds like an interesting kid. Who knows, I might end up liking him very much!"
After saying that, he looked at Yongzhen beside him.
"I'll leave it to you, Yongzhen. Go look for Xing there. And while you're at it, help me see how the old guy is doing!"
With a hint of joy in his eyes, Yongzhen nodded and took over the task, then smiled and said to Genichirō who was still staring at Kuro.
"Genichirō-kun, you're the only one going to school today."
Hearing these words, Genichirō, who had been staring at Kuro, turned around and cast a look at Yongzhen that was unclear whether it was envy or jealousy.
Seeing such a look, Yongzhen smiled with satisfaction, stood up, said goodbye to Yixin, and left from the main entrance of the sword hall with his shoes in his hand.
Watching Yongzhen leave, Genichirō whispered unhappily.
"hateful…"
But the next second, Yongzhen turned around and walked back, clasped his hands together, and smiled faintly at Genichirō.
"I suddenly remembered that I didn't cook today, so if you don't want to eat school lunch, go to Mr. Iguro's fast food restaurant!"
Then he left without looking back, leaving Genichirō alone and collapsed.
"What a joke! What if I accidentally glance at the boss lady and I get assassinated?!"
He lowered his head in worry, while Jiulang beside him could not feel the burning gaze of Genichirō, so he breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed slightly to Isshin.
"Then I will go back to my room, Isshin-sama."
"Oh!"
Seeing Jiulang returned to the room, Genichirō, who was the only one left in the dojo before going to school, smacked his lips, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then picked up the wooden sword hanging on the wall and walked out of the dojo with steady steps.
Before leaving, he did not forget to give instructions to Genichirō.
"Don't skip classes, go to school honestly!"
And Genichirō vaguely heard his grandfather's mumbling after he walked out of the sword hall.
"I heard from Qing Zang that... an interesting new disciple came to their Suliu Dojo a few days ago... I have to go and take a look..."
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Genichirō complained in his heart.
Grandpa really likes competitions...
Then his face turned bitter.
What should I do about lunch? The food at school is really terrible...
"Ugh…"
A long sigh was heard from the sword hall where only one person was left.
..............................
"Do you want to go in..."
Standing in front of a fast food restaurant with a bunch of white snake ornaments at the door, Genichirō smelled the aroma wafting from inside and felt undecided.
But when he thought of his boss' murderous gaze, Genichirō turned and left.
"At worst, I won't eat it!"
But before he could take a few steps, a newly opened shop not far from the vegetarian restaurant caught his attention.
The decoration style is simple and quaint. Different kinds of Japanese sweets are placed on the tables, emitting a sweet aroma that catches the attention of every customer passing by. There is a handbag hanging on the side with three monkeys wearing clothes of different colors printed on it.
The strange thing is that the name of this Japanese confectionery shop is Shiyuan Dim Sum Shop.
Could it be that the store manager is also a monkey?
Of course not, because the beautiful store manager in white was sweating profusely as she snatched something from a thin customer.
"Guest... let go, this cannot be eaten raw!"
What attracted Genichirō was the customer who did not move at all but made the store manager sweat profusely.
That back view... looks so familiar...
Walking forward, Genichirō gently patted the thin customer's shoulder and was about to say hello.
"Hey…"
But the customer turned around in advance, causing Genichirō's pupils to constrict when he saw the other person. The dream that he had forgotten this morning came flooding into his brain like a tide.
"You are…"