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As the gangway descended, the first person to step out was a small, elderly man in a well-tailored suit. Genji recognized him; he was an associate professor named Guderian.
The people following closely behind Professor Guderian were somewhat unexpected by Genjiro; they were not faculty or staff from Kassel, but rather several students.
Gao Kui stood in the center, with Chu Zihang and Caesar on his left and right respectively. Behind them were two girls, Chen Motong and Su Qian. All five of them wore the same black cloak with red clouds and open-toed ninja sandals from Naruto.
However, none of them wore headbands or their signature rings, making it impossible to tell whether they were genuinely cosplaying or just dressed up casually.
The only exception was Chen Motong, who had a paper flower pinned to her head, clearly giving her a more "Xiao Nan" look.
"I've wanted to ask this for a long time, why are we all dressed like this?" Caesar stretched out his black and red cloud-patterned robe, which didn't fit him very well.
"Wearing a T-shirt and shorts, or a school uniform or suit like a regular tourist is so boring. Since we've come to the anime kingdom, we should definitely wear cosplay costumes."
And don't forget, you still owe me a cosplay group full of beautiful girls.
"Subjectively, I have no intention of owing you anything. If Kassel is still intact and we start school normally, then you should be in the rehearsal room, getting close to pretty girls and planning cosplay events right now."
"But objectively speaking, you do owe me a group of beautiful female cosplayers, don't you?"
"Then I don't need to personally accompany you to put on cosplay clothes. Even if you do wear cosplay, it's fine. Just wear a simple black robe with red clouds, without a wig or colored contact lenses, and no one will be able to tell who I'm cosplaying."
This low-quality cosplay does not conform to my code of conduct.
Caesar is the kind of person who takes everything seriously. He works hard and plays hard. If he's going to cosplay, he should do it to the best of his ability. What does it mean to be stuck in this mediocre state?
"Alright kids, stop arguing. Everyone, please gather around us. The people who are here to pick us up are getting impatient."
Guderian glanced at Genjiro, who was standing in front of the car door, clapped his hands to signal everyone to be quiet, like a teacher leading children on a spring outing, calling everyone to gather in front of him first.
It cannot be said to be insignificant, but rather completely ineffective.
One after another, teachers and students descended the gangway. Apart from Professor Guderian, who was dressed very formally in a suit and tie, few of the other teachers and students were dressed decently.
Some students cosplayed as Kenshin Himura, others as Raoh from Fist of the North Star, and a few even wore full-body Gold Saint Cloths. Even teacher Masashi Tomiyama dressed up as a priest and cosplayed as Kirei Kotomine from Fate/stay night.
Of course, there were also a few teachers and students dressed more normally, such as JK sailor uniforms and biker gang outfits, but they were inconspicuous among the colorful and deformed group.
In short, it fully demonstrated to Genji what biodiversity is.
Hundreds of people gathered around Professor Guderian, chattering about whether to go to Akihabara first or to the filming locations from the anime for photos. They were like ducks rushing out of their coop after their gates were opened, a motley crew.
Gao Kui looked around and felt immense pressure: "I made a mistake. I didn't expect everyone to be so serious, which made us seem very unprofessional."
"Hmph." Caesar snorted coldly. It's good that you know you're wrong. Next time, you must arrange a full set of cosplay equipment.
"How about we cosplay the Ginyu Force next time? Let's rehearse their entrance poses beforehand and try to outdo them in terms of accuracy and visual impact." Gao Kui slapped his thigh, having come up with an idea.
"Great idea." Caesar gave a thumbs up; Dragon Ball was also a part of his childhood.
"Have you considered how the two of us girls feel?"
Chen Motong, holding Susie's arm, complained helplessly, "Besides that red-skinned Geese, the other four members of the Ginyu Force are all monsters. I don't want to play the ugly role with you guys."
"Shut up, you pretentious woman."
Gao Kui pointed at Chen Motong and scolded him angrily, "You're not even as pretty as me. I don't mind cosplaying Ginyu or Old Du. What are you being so dramatic about? I'm not asking you to cosplay a pile of shit!"
Chen Motong gritted his teeth, "You're a guy, yet you're prettier than me. Is that my fault?"
On either side of the Maybach 57S, Crow and Yaksha stared at the rabble before them, their jaws agape in astonishment.
"This is Kassel?"
Genjiro closed his eyes, nodding as if he couldn't bear to look at him: "This is Kassel."
How could these be considered elite troops under the command of the Secret Society, the world's most powerful mixed-race organization?
Kassel has sent delegations and study groups to Japan before. To be frank, those people weren't very capable, but at least they seemed to be doing something.
Unlike this pile in front of me.
They were nothing more than a motley crew of people going to a comic convention to collect stamps with their teachers. They lacked any of the qualities that elite hybrids should have. They were like two different species from the hybrids of the Snake Clan who had grown up in the training and cultivation of endgame scenarios.
Genji could only explain to the crow and the demon: "The main campus of Kassel adheres to holistic education and encourages students to fully develop their interests and talents..."
Where is the civility in this?
Anyway, neither Yaksha nor Crow could see the quality of the students in Kassel.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing!"
Professor Guderian waved his hands and loudly reprimanded the mob in front of him: "Quiet down, the people who came to pick us up are getting impatient."
We'll get in the car and head to the hotel quickly. You can do whatever you want to do later, but if you don't plan to stay at the hotel tonight, please let me or your teacher know in advance.
Feel free to go wherever you like.
Yuan Zhisheng's heart skipped a beat.
In order to monitor the teachers and students in Kassel, he had already laid a tight net in Tokyo, confident that he would not let anyone from Kassel escape their sight.
What does "freedom of movement" mean?
If a hundred or so energetic ducks are divided into several or a dozen groups under the guidance of instructors and tour Tokyo in an orderly manner, returning to the hotel normally in the evening, then they can indeed be kept under control.
But Professor Guderian made it clear that he wanted to let the ducks roam freely, throwing them into the mountains to forage for food on their own.
How the hell can we keep an eye on this?!
Yuan Zhisheng quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Professor Guderian: "Professor Guderian, if the younger students would like to do sightseeing, we can provide them with tour guide services."
Being in a foreign country, language is a big problem. Having a local as a guide makes going anywhere and doing anything much easier.
He spoke fluent Chinese.
"You are... Genjiro?" Professor Guderian finally recognized Genjiro.
“It’s me.” Yuan Zhisheng straightened his back and nodded.
"You're too kind," Guderian said, flattered.
According to his understanding, every specialist previously assigned to the Japanese branch had been abused in various ways by the staff there.
This time, Genjiro was surprisingly enthusiastic. Is it because he has studied in Kassel, or is it because Gao Kui's S-class lineage intimidated the Japanese branch?
Professor Guderian couldn't help but puff out his chest with pride at the thought that his student could fight the humanoid dragon king to a standstill.
Was this the most recent student whose bloodline surpassed Grade A before Gao Kui? Caesar couldn't help but feel curious and cast a glance at Yuan Zhisheng, whom he had previously thought was a driver or tour guide.
While Professor Guderian was talking with Genjiro, Gao Kui had already arrived in front of the Maybach 57S, his gaze drawn to the black luxury sedan and the row of Mercedes-Benz S-Class cars.
"Just as rumored, high-ranking Japanese yakuza members are obsessed with Mercedes-Benz S-Class cars. There's a whole row of your dad's cars here."
The "your dad" refers to Chu Zihang's stepfather, an entrepreneur surnamed Lu.
Chu Zihang remained silent. He didn't have any particular concept of cars; whether it was a Maybach, a Mercedes, or a Zotye, as long as it worked well, that was fine.
Japanese yakuza?
Genji turned around in surprise. The specialists who came to Kassel beforehand were unaware that the Japanese branch had a deep-rooted underworld background.
Is this just a temporary refuge trip, yet you've already familiarized yourself with the background of the Japanese branch?
After only a brief pause in the black luxury car, Gao Kui's gaze shifted to his female assistant, Yabuki Sakura, who was dressed in a Prada business suit and looked very capable and beautiful.
Sakura Yabuki is indeed a pretty girl, but compared to Mai Shutoku, Natsumi, and Chen Motong, she still falls a bit short.
What attracted Takagi to Yabuki Sakura was her identity as Genjiro's assistant.
Principal Angers said that most of the Japanese branches have yakuza backgrounds. It is well known that Japanese yakuza use tattoos to prove their identity in order to distinguish themselves from ordinary people.
The pretty girl, the Japanese yakuza, the tattoos reminded Gao Kui of the character played by Michiko Nishiwaki in "God of Gamblers," who competed with the God of Gamblers, Ko Chun, in rolling dice.
I wonder what kind of tattoos this pretty girl has beneath her simple yet stylish Prada business attire.
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Sakura Yabuki felt uncomfortable under Takagi's fiery gaze; she had a feeling that this S-class from Kassel wanted to strip her clothes off.
In fact, Gao Kui did want to strip her clothes off and see if she had a tattoo on her back of a yaksha demon with a dagger in its mouth, or a ferocious spider demon.
However, it was just a thought. It was too presumptuous. Gao Kui felt that even if he went over and bowed deeply, saying in polite language, "Hello, beautiful lady, could you take off your Prada so I can see your tattoos?" the pretty girl probably wouldn't agree. She might even immediately pull out a pistol and empty the magazine in his head.
Gao Kui stared intently at Yabuki Sakura, and the crow stared intently at Gao Kui.
Caesar, fearing a falling out with the Japanese branch staff upon their first meeting, quietly approached Gao Kui and put his arm around his shoulder: "Stop looking. There are so many beautiful women in Kassel willing to be your girlfriend. Aren't there enough for you to choose from?"
That being said, Caesar didn't actually quite agree with his current explanation.
Kassel was willing to be Caesar's girlfriend, and there were plenty of beautiful girls who fell for him and pursued him, but he only liked Chen Motong.
To paraphrase Chen Danqing, it's like, "I just fucking like it, there's nothing I can do about it."
Just one glance, just a fleeting moment to capture that beauty that penetrates to the bone, and then love takes root, a love that is deep and enduring.
It's that simple.
"Don't misunderstand, I just want to take off her clothes to see her tattoos..." Gao Kui explained in a low voice.
Everyone present had exceptional hearing, after all, they were all Little Dragons. Even though Gao Kui tried his best to lower his voice, Yabuki Sakura and the others could still hear him clearly.
The pretty girl's face immediately darkened.
Just as Gao Kui was about to continue explaining, his gaze was suddenly drawn to a black sedan parked a few hundred meters away with its windows half open. Two camera lenses were sticking out of the car windows and continuously filming the group.
Perhaps they didn't think Gao Kui could spot them from such a distance, because even when Gao Kui looked over, the flashes continued to go off.
Soon, Yuan Zhisheng and the others also noticed Gao Kui's sudden silence and turned their gazes toward the direction Gao Kui was looking.
"Those sons of bitches!" Yaksha cursed.
He spoke in Japanese, but both Gao Kui and Caesar were fluent in Japanese and could understand what the Yaksha was saying. Translated into Chinese, that's roughly the gist of it.
Yasha threw the telescopic pole holding the banner to the ground, ran over quickly, kicked the driver's side window of the black sedan, shattered it, and cursed at the people inside. He snatched the camera, pulled out the memory card, and finally smashed the camera on the ground and stomped on it several times. He then took out a stack of Fukuzawa Yukichi coins from his wallet and threw them to the people in the car as compensation.
Gao Kui and the others didn't bother getting into the car; they watched the Yaksha with great interest, enjoying the unexpected interlude.
“Sonny?” Gao Kui said a name.
This is a classic scene from the movie "The Godfather". At the beginning of the movie, the old Godfather is holding a banquet at the manor. A policeman is secretly taking pictures outside the manor. When the old Godfather's second son, Sonny Corleone, discovers this, he rushes over and smashes the camera to pieces.
This classic scene from a gangster movie was later paid homage to in the South Korean film "New World".
“That is indeed a remarkable film. I watched it five times in a row when I was a child, and I would imitate the way Victor Corleone spoke over and over again.” Caesar clearly understood what Gao Kui was saying.
"But the way you speak is nothing like the old Godfather."