Starting from the Dragon Tribe! - Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Tamamo no Mae

In the end, Gen Chisei spoke up, “Although everyone will not be going to the nightclubs of Takamagahara, the place where you will be going to can be considered to have enough ‘Japanese flavor’.”

Upon saying those last few words, Gen Chisei gritted his teeth a little. This was part of their established plan.

If they couldn’t suppress the headquarter’s visiting delegation at the airport, then they would do it elsewhere.

“Oh? I’m beginning to look forward to it,” Caesar smiled. It didn’t matter if he went to Takamagahara or not, as long as it was a local specialty and top notch, he liked it.

Lu Chen, on the other hand, was thinking. This Japanese branch seems to be pretty big too? They should have enough food, right?

Chu Zihang was the most simplistic, holding Murasame as he closed his eyes without saying a word, as if he was the stabilizing force of the group.

“Say, what was the point of making such a scene just for the purpose of receiving a plane, almost like a terrorist attack. We’d have thought you guys were yakuza,” Lu Chen eyed the long motorcade through the rearview mirror.

However, Chisei’s words made the people seat shocked, causing even Chu Zihang to open his eyes, “We are the yakuza.”

The three exchanged looks, obviously not expecting a place as noble and beautiful like Cassell College to have a Japanese branch that was yakuza… This really was an instance of following customs in a foreign land, but this “custom” was just too much!

One side was an education system, and the other was a yakuza force?

No wonder the seniors in the college that had gone to Japan for missions all tried to avoid the topic.

Gen Chisei noticed the silence behind him and thought he had successfully frightened them, which gave him a sense of satisfaction, but this satisfaction lasted no more than 10 seconds before it was destroyed.

“Can I go to one of your yakuza firefights? I’ve only seen them in the movies, and I feel the actual scene will be more interesting, hm?” Caesar opened his mouth. The look of anticipation did not seem to be fake.

Lu Chen’s interest was also aroused. As for the fear of the yakuza? How could something like that scare him?

From what he knew, yakuza were just gangs. In his previous life, there were plenty of gangs in the great Eastern countries, and many were conquered during conflicts. If they continued to cause problems, they were exterminated, and he had personally “paid a visit” to a few of them.

But he hadn’t seen the yakuza of modern Japanese society. He was pretty interested in them.

Chu Zihang did not comment. It didn’t matter where they went, though if there was free time, he would want to go to Chidorigafuchi. He heard there were rows of cherry blossoms over there.

“I don’t think such an event will occur tonight,” the corners of Chisei’s mouth twitched as he thought, what do you take the yakuza for? As for the movie you were watching, was it Crows Zero?

TL Note: Crows Zero is a delinquent live-action movie.

If there were firefights everyday, then there would be no need for the Yamata-no-Orochi to exist.

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[Translator – cheiftanin]

[Proofreader – Karane]

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Sakura stopped the car. hHey had arrived.

Lu Chen looked up at the giant neon sign hanging under the night sky—Tamamo no Mae Club.

In his previous life, he also knew a little bit about Japanese culture. The Tamamo no Mae was a legendary Japanese beauty who became a white-faced, golden-haired, nine-tailed fox. She was known as Japan’s number one woman due to her vast talent and stunning beauty.

Based on this, it was easy to guess what this kind of place was.

As Gen Chisei led the way, he also said, “This is the most luxurious club of the family. You said you like top-notch, so of course the family will bring out the best to entertain you. Tonight is a welcome reception for you all. No need to be formal.”

As the door was pushed open, what unfolded in front of the eyes was another world.

The floor was seamlessly covered with crystalline glass, colorful lights changing like clouds underfoot. Up above were ancient wooden pillars and red eaves. The vermilion staircase winding along the four walls were like dragons or snakes, as if either leading people to heaven, or leading them straight to the abyss.

Girls dressed in revealing kimonos of varying colors lined up on the dance floor, their bodies smeared with glazed gold powder, just like the golden-skinned Tamamo no Mae of legend. The moment the doors opened, dancing and music started. Dozens of pairs of slender golden legs tensed to dance, their dress hems flying. An intoxicating aroma floated in the hall.

The band on the second floor was much more respectable, wearing traditional kimonos and playing various instruments in a dignified manner. Each girl’s skill was master level, but any master, upon seeing this performance, would call it “bad taste,” and then… continue watching.

Caesar would boast that he had reached the pinnacle of luxury and enjoyment—he even had a whole lace girl dance troupe—but even compared to that, the scene in front of him was undoubtedly vulgar to the extreme. But, the vulgarity was elegant.

If Caesar’s heart didn’t already belong to someone else, then he would be just like his stallion father and rush in to experience nirvana.

But the reactions of Lu Chen and Chu Zihang were rather bland. Chu Zihang’s face was perpetually paralyzed, even if he were surprised, it wouldn’t show. Lu Chen was uninterested in this sort of decadence, and he had no appreciation for dance and music.

Gen Chisei seemed to be a bit impatient as he raised the hand to prematurely end the performance. The dancers bowed in unison, “Welcome the Cassell headquarters visiting delegation.”

Following Chisei’s footsteps, they went up to the second floor and crossed to the area where the railing was located. A traditional Japanese living room. The plainness and modesty of the room created a stark contrast with the extravagance outside.

The floor was covered by tatami mats, and upon them was a long table filled with all sorts of seafood, which seemed to be freshly caught judging by the color, and were presented to the distinguished guests by a master of the highest caliber.

A plain white vase with a winter plum was placed in the center of the long table, creating a refreshing atmosphere to this space.

One both sides sat girls who were drastically different from those outside. They had the homogenous characteristics of demureness and flirtatiousness. They were perfect in every aspect, making people want to dig into their inner beauty.

The old man wearing a black feather weave at the end of the long table seemed to be the owner of this place. Lu Chen gazed across the long table, through the winter plum, and met eyes with the old man. He saw the fire hidden within the old man’s eyes.

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