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Upon returning to Japan, Hideo Uesugi watched helplessly as his so-called "wives" gave birth to one monstrous child after another, who then died in despair amidst their cries of agony.
with no exceptions.
Naturally, Hideo Uesugi also believed that his true wife, Sister Charlotte, could only die in the womb.
Even the Snake-Headed Eight Families misunderstood this news; otherwise, they wouldn't have allowed Uesugi Kotsugi to grow naturally until he was powerful enough to destroy a French neighborhood before bringing him back to Japan.
What the Snake-Headed Eight Families didn't know, Uesugi Hideo didn't know either.
So, he passed away a few years later, riddled with injuries.
On his deathbed, he was unaware that he had a healthy son and that his wife, with whom he had sworn eternal love to God, was still alive.
After Hideo Uesugi's death, the Snake-Headed Eight Families lost what they considered to be the last descendant of the Inner Three Families with imperial blood flowing through their veins.
Just when they were about to go mad, due to an unexpected reason, they learned about the "natural disaster" that had occurred in Paris on the far west coast of the continent, and that their patriarch, Uesugi Hideo, actually had a son with normal blood who had even awakened into an "emperor".
And so, Uesugi Koshi arrived in Japan with the dream of becoming the emperor of an ancient country in the East.
And so, his mother, Sister Charlotte, bid him farewell.
Theoretically speaking, Uesugi Kotsushi was the last and only descendant to inherit the "imperial blood" of the three inner families. It was impossible for anyone else to appear. Otherwise, those old fogies wouldn't have been so crazy, even to the point of wanting to share the secret of the imperial blood with those long-standing German mixed-race families.
Thinking of this, Uesugi Kotsu chuckled, but then he thought of the girl from earlier, the girl who was supposedly named Uesugi Erii.
He was shaken.
She looked so much like his mother, Sister Charlotte, so could she, perhaps, be his daughter?
This lowly man harbored this delusion, and then, with this delusion in mind, he delivered the ramen he had made to the girl dressed as a shrine maiden.
He swore that this was absolutely the best bowl of ramen he had ever made.
As Uesugi watched the girl curiously looking at the ramen, a thoughtful look in her eyes, he felt a little nervous.
He was afraid that this naive, princess-like girl would look down on his cooking skills, and he was afraid to look directly into her pure, innocent black eyes.
Those were the same pupils as his mother, Sister Charlotte.
Fortunately, no. Erii lowered her head and ate her ramen in small bites, her focused gaze as if she were savoring some unparalleled delicacy.
That look made Uesugi Yue breathe a sigh of relief, but what he didn't know was that Erii, a well-behaved girl, always acted this way when facing others.
On the other side, Ryoma Genichiro didn't even glance at the ramen that the legendary movie star had served up, which even the leader of the Secret Party, Angers, had praised. Naturally, he also didn't notice the ramen chef's evasive gaze.
In his view, it's perfectly normal for a ramen chef like Uesugi Koshi to look away when he hears the name of the Snake-Headed Eight Families.
Ryoma Genichiro watched the Uesugi family head's cautious movements and was momentarily dazed. It was hard to imagine that this was the "ultimate" secret weapon that the Snake Clan was regarded as.
But when I think about this fact, and about the American troops still stationed in Okinawa, Kanagawa, Tokyo, and Nagasaki…
He clenched his fists involuntarily, his nails digging into his flesh, feeling a wave of sorrow and helplessness.
Sure enough, this country is sick.
Only he, Genichiro Ryoma, the head of the Ryoma family and the head of the Japanese branch, could change all of this.
To this end, he even compromised with the orthodox clans of the Snake Clan, whom they considered their "sworn enemies" for centuries, in exchange for their support.
He looked at Wang Anzhi with deep eyes.
Wang Anzhi, however, did not notice the complicated look in the eyes of the Longma family head.
What a joke! Why would he not go see the fragrant Uesugi family head? Why would he keep staring at the Ryoma family head, who has already turned into a piece of old, dried-up meat?
He watched Erii intently slurping her ramen like a squirrel, smiled, and said in Japanese:
"It seems the head of the Uesugi family really enjoys this kind of food, doesn't he?"
Erii tilted her head slightly, seemingly contemplating the comparisons with the delicacies she had once tasted, before nodding firmly.
He picked up a label and pen from the side, quickly wrote a few large characters, and showed them to Wang Anzhi:
"delicious."
The handwriting was immature and messy, but it revealed a heartfelt joy.
Watching this scene, Uesugi Kotsushi felt a pang of sadness and regret for not asking the question first, thus letting this immature brat steal the chance to speak to the girl who might be his daughter.
No, not possible.
Looking at Erii's appearance, Uesugi Kotsugu became even more convinced that she must be Erii.
It seems he'll have to contact Aga again and ask him about the background of this girl named "Uesugi Erii".
Ideally, a paternity test should be done.
I've heard that modern medical technology is so advanced that it's easy to tell whether people are related by blood.
On the other side, Wang Anzhi continued speaking to Erii in a seemingly casual manner:
"Your family... is usually very strict? Do you rarely have opportunities to go out and have fun like this?"
Erii paused in her eating, her fingers tightening slightly around her chopsticks, her eyes dimming as she wrote in her notebook:
“My brother and Mr. Masamune don’t like me going out.”
There was a hint of barely perceptible grievance between the lines.
Just as Uesugi Kotsu was furious upon seeing these words, he heard a bell ringing beside him, coming from Ryoma Genichiro's place.
He took out his phone, glanced at the name flashing on the screen, his expression immediately turned serious, and gestured to Wang Anzhi before pressing the answer button.
"Young Master," Ryoma Genichiro greeted in a low voice.
"Eri has gone missing. There's no information about her on the surveillance footage. We implore the head of the Ryoma family to find her." These were the words spoken by Genji, exhausted yet trying to muster his energy, over the phone.
Ryoma Genichiro looked at Erii, who had lowered her eyes, and spoke in a very serious tone, but he did not mention that the "missing" head of the Uesugi family was right beside him.
"Yes, young master, I understand."
Chapter 215 Kidnapping the Little Girl
After hanging up the phone, Ryoma Genichiro looked at Wang Anzhi and Uesugi Erii beside him and said:
"We should go, Head of the Uesugi family, and..."
He took off his glasses and wiped the slightly fogged lenses. "...Mr. Wang."
At that moment, Erii had just finished her bowl of ramen made by the ramen chef. She didn't resist, but quickly tore a page from her notebook and wrote on it:
"Goodbye."
She handed the small note to Uesugi Kotsugi, who, in a daze, watched them leave.
He remained silent for a long time, until his emotions finally calmed down, before finally dialing the number:
"Hello? Is this Ahe?"
……
As they walked out of the shop, Wang Anzhi's expression changed, and he immediately said to Ryoma Genichiro beside him:
“Head of the Ryoma family, we must leave immediately and go to a safe place,” he sighed, looking at Erii, whose eyes were very pure, “...and, fake a car accident.”
Genichiro Ryoma didn't refuse. Although he didn't know why, he immediately took out his keys from his pocket and said to the two of them:
"Please get in the car, Mr. Uesugi and Mr. Wang."
Soon, Genichiro Ryoma's black sedan silently glided into the night streets, like a black fish merging into the undercurrent.
The atmosphere inside the car was heavy, completely out of place with the dazzling neon lights of Tokyo outside. Even Erii's face had lost its previous cheerfulness and became sullen, as if she realized that she was about to return to the "prison" she completely loathed.
Wang Anzhi sat in the passenger seat, observing Uesugi Erii in the back seat through the rearview mirror.
She was peering out of the car window, her pure, unadulterated eyes reflecting the bizarre and dazzling lights rushing past, yet her gaze remained completely still, as if they were truly a pair of crystals.
However, one can see the curiosity revealed in her suppressed emotions.
She even reached out her finger and tried to touch the illusory points of light through the glass.
Wang Anzhi knew that although Erii had a weekly trip to "eat a big meal" once a week, she was essentially a prisoner without freedom, so she cherished every time she went out.
"Ms. Erii, please sit down." Ryoma Genichiro's voice carried a hint of tension, his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel, but his gaze was not focused on anything in front of him.
Erii was very obedient and quickly complied with Ryoma Genichiro's request to straighten her posture, sitting upright like a primary school student from Wang Anzhi's distant memory.
Wang Anzhi withdrew his gaze and asked in a low voice, "Is everything arranged?"
"Yes, the 'accident' location is in the abandoned warehouse area after the next turn. Our people will stage a 'just-right' shot to detonate the fuel tank. Then another vehicle will provide backup."
Ryoma Genichiro spoke concisely, his tone as cold and austere as if he were reporting on a military operation.
"Who should we choose? Who in Japan is capable of doing this?" Wang Anzhi asked Ryoma Genichiro as if answering his own question.
“The Demon Clan,” Ryoma Genichiro said succinctly, clearly having already decided on a scapegoat.
However, Wang Anzhi shook his head, "Not enough."
"Not enough? Why?" Ryoma Genichiro frowned.
Logically speaking, the Ghost Clan is a dumping ground for all sorts of things.
It's like a ghost, not only floating outside, but also hiding in the hearts of every member of the Snake Clan.
Wang Anzhi smirked, "What if I said that the Demon Clan is under the control of your patriarch, Tachibana Masamune?"
"What?" Ryoma Genichiro exclaimed in surprise.
At that moment, Erii, who was yawning in the back row, heard a familiar name, blinked, wrote a note in the dark, and handed it to Wang Anzhi.
A pair of delicate hands kept waving in front of his eyes.
Wang Anzhi looked at the words on it and asked, "Mr. Masamune, is he a bad person?"
He turned around and saw Erii's curious gaze, so he nodded affirmatively.
Erii smiled, her smile as refreshing as shimmering water, instantly captivating Wang Anzhi.
He suddenly realized that Erii had absolutely no trust in her "adoptive father," Tachibana Masamune, not even as much as he, someone she had only met for the first time.
That makes sense, though. The White King's bloodline consists of the White King's descendants, while the "Emperor" is the true bloodline in the eyes of the White Emperor Yggdrasil. As for other Japanese mixed-race individuals...
Wang Anzhi guessed that his older sister wouldn't even bother to look at them.
Because of this, Erii, who inherited the imperial bloodline, was exceptionally gifted in spirit and was naturally able to perceive the hypocrisy of Tachibana Masamune's disguise.