Trouble 2-part 2(Hazama Ren)

Hakuryuu Private High School is a private school. The school consists of three main buildings in which separate into three. There is a management building, a primary school, and a secondary school. They built the school on the hillside of an overpopulated town.

In 1941, a couple of wealthy conglomerates built this school, who next became the co-founder of the private school. Why would they name the school Hakuryuu? There's only one reasoning behind it.

One of the founder loves mythical creatures, especially dragons. He always dreams of meeting one. Alas, such a dream is hopeless and impossible to fulfill. Such a creature only existed in myth. Hence, to satisfy his innate desire, he named this school Hakuryuu even though his friend vehemently rejected it.

The man and his friend have been exploring Japan to find a suitable place. They want to build a school and develop a town. After boundless research and searching and exploring everywhere, they concluded that the land they intend to acquire must prosper and bless by the God above.

Yes, they want to develop a school for the next generation in a sacred land. Along with that, they want to evolve this land into a thriving town where their family could settle. So, they patiently and meticulously surveyed every place, prompt to find the best one from the rest.

They required a vast land with bountiful resources, had a higher affinity with nature, and absolutely could protect them from the malicious attack of unforeseen danger. They do believe that a good land will bring blessing and protection to its residents.

Soon, they found this forest, enveloped in lush, vibrant greenery. The air surrounding the area is unpolluted, fresh, and refreshing. The land basks in warm sunlight, comforting breezy wind waves above them, and overwhelming with natural pheromones of nature.

Birds are chirping happily, chanting a melodious tune across the boundless forest. The moment they stepped into this place, they both know this is the right place.

Both agreed to evacuate into this place and developed the area. From a massive, blurb forest, the land soon propagated and progressing into an overpopulated town immaculate with advanced infrastructures and technology.

People started pouring in, crowding this rapidly expanding town. They eagerly settle inside, and together they flourish this place into a magnificent one, successfully making it known to the outsider as a place to thrive for a better future.

One of the friends become the mayor of the town. While the other had decided to protect this town from the background, moving stealthily in the dark and continuously safeguarding their residence. They cooperated in harmony to defend this place.

His friend asked the newly appointed mayor a favor. He wanted him to omit out his involvement in the town. As long as his friend and the rest remember him, this is enough.

This man's family is a secluded clan, which originated from a powerful exorcist family. Their enemies are extraordinary and beyond ordinary people's comprehension.

If someone with an evil intention grasps his entanglement in this town development, who knows what price will they pay for that? He's not going to put all their hardened works pulverized onto the ground just like that. Rather than endangering hundreds of innocent lives, he should leave quietly and keep hiding from the peering looks.

Reaching a consensus, the mayor could only saw his friend's drawing back into a secluded mountain, far from the busy street and residential area. His solemn and rigid back disappeared from their sight, and no one ever heard about him again after that.

The mayor name is Takimura Mikoto and his friend is Hazama Taki.

Both are well-known figures in the White dragon town. They are the key figure and the backbone of this town. Both were greatly respected, and their legacy strives until the present day.

Although, Hazama's name slowly faded into the background. No one ever mentioned him, obliviously forgetting the man. As if the name Hazama itself is taboo. And, nowadays, no one remembers who is Hazama Taki, or overall, who is Hazama in actuality.

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Welcome to the White Dragon Town.

The banner overhead gracefully unfurled, welcoming him back to this place.

Ren leisurely strode into a busy street, which blooming with business. People started to crowd this area, even though the sun is already setting off on the horizon. With the appearance of the colorful lantern, the whole dimly lit street brightening. The lanterns hanging on the lamps, swaying gracefully by the breezy wind.

With his keen eyesight, Ren managed to perceive a familiar emblem. The intricate symbol in which is scrupulously printing on the edge of those lanterns. That is Hazama Clan's emblem. The eyecatching Hazama's emblem is resembling a crescent moon, which is circling by a coiled dragon.

Ren knows this town is under the protection of his clan. This place held a deep affection inside his grandfather's heart. That old baldy keeps asking him, more like begging him to keep safeguarding this town in his stead. He needs to uphold his promises with his dear friend. Ren reluctantly agreed.

Ren scanned his surrounding. A magical barrier enveloping the town like a thick, foggy mist, and the barrier itself is invisible to the other naked eyes. There's another barrier surround the school building. These two places are impossible to breach as long as the protective barrier is still intact.

The creatures lurking outside the barrier had been eyeing this land, and their ruthless activity intensified after dusk descended. Once the darkness befalls, they had started their endless pursuit and relentless attack, keep ongoing and rotating their shift from one creature to another.

They are adamant in their assault. Nothing could hinder those creatures from conquering this small patch of valuable land. They let out animalistic growls, howled throughout the night, and headbutting the thick, sturdy invisible walls, but to no avail.

There's a magic circle beneath the ground, and the town itself is at the pivotal center of the enchantment. This magic circle interlinks with its caster's soul. Every year, the Hazama clan's leader will come and repair the magic circle, infusing his spiritual energy through an ancient relic to strengthen its magic. Those creatures have no chance to breach this place as long as the leader of the Hazama clan is alive. That means the next one who will be preserving this magic circle is Ren since he is the new leader.

Ren scoffed at the futile effort of those evil spirits. He shook his head in disdain.

Ren surveyed his bustling surrounding. The night becomes livelier. Jovial laughter, crisp and enthralling giggling erupted from every direction.

Children run around in happiness, enveloping in giddy feeling, with their parents closely trailing behind. It's almost dinner, and some families preferred to dine outside. One of the children collides with Ren and unceremoniously falls on her butt. She yelped in pain.

"Are you okay?" Ren asked. He holds out his hand toward the girl. "Sorry."

The girl lifted her chin, and her glistened eyes hooked on the handsome face in front of her. She gasped in surprise. Her doe brown eyes spark with interest, and her cheeks emerge two healthy sheens of pink shades.

"Little girl, are you alright?" Ren asked again since the girl seemed to be in a daze.

The girl snapped from her reverie, and her face is blushing profusely. She stood up and runs toward her parent, inadvertently hiding behind the towering figure of her laughing father. The man playfully ruffled her daughter's hair while his wife gently smacked her husband's shoulder. She warned him to stop laughing as their daughter's face turned redder than ripen tomato. The girl buried her embarrass face on her daddy's leg. Her small hands clutched desperately on her father's pants.

Ren helplessly shook his head. He slightly bowed his head toward the smiling family of three, which in return, they nodded their head back at him. The girl is shyly waving back at him. Ren couldn't suppress his smile.

As he strolled along the busy street into an empty intersection, he once again throws a jeering look at the persistent creatures which had been ramming their robust bodies into the barrier. Loud thundering and blaring sound reverberating in the air and displeased Ren greatly.

A persistent bastard, indeed. He mentally cursed.

Ren stopped in front of an ordinary house, in the outskirt of the busy town. When he opened his door, Tabby jumped out onto his shoulders, nails digging into his uniform. The orange fur cat yowled coquettishly in his ears. He rubbed his soft, fluffy head on his owner's face, greeting him.

"Miss me?"

Tabby hissed, seemingly angry at his inquiry. However, the cat's tail is excitedly swishing around, berating its outburst.

Ren affectionately rubbed the cat's head.

"Be good." He hugged the cat and entered his house.

"Meow," Tabby replied, the cat's eyes shimmering with red glints. His meowing sounded distressed.

"I know. The barrier should hold out for another year. Hopefully, by the time its efficiency is weakening, grandfather had found the missing relic."

"Meow?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'll give your dinner."

"Meow..." The cat is brazenly staring at its owner. Tabby is demanding something from him, and Ren darkly chuckles in return.

"No. A bowl is enough. You are fat and obese, Tabby."

Tabby lowers its tone, eyes pitifully swept its empty bowl on the corner, complaining it lacked food. The soft and small-sized paws are kneading Ren's arms.

"Nope." Ren sternly replied. "Not a chance, you spoilt cat."

Tabby slumped back its dejected head and turned its body, with its butt facing Ren.

Gloominess is seeping out from Tabby's body. It's expressing its discontent and sulking at Ren.

Ren decided to ignore his pampered cat.