Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 106 Freshmen

Chapter 106 Freshmen
"Hey, don't be mean to me. Uncle, tell me if I look good or not first." Momoki Kanonai turned around.

Delicate and pretty face.

Narrow and graceful shoulders.

Shallow white grooves.

The little skirt fluttered up and down, revealing a hint of white lace panties underneath.

A pair of plump, white and smooth legs, slender and even, youthful and energetic.

"It's okay." Fang Zuo closed his eyes.

"You're lying, you liar." Momoki Kanonai snorted, "I forgot to bring my wig."

He reached out and wiped the table next to him and was about to leave.

"Master." Another voice called out from the side, "This is for you to drink."

Nagano Rei finished the class skipping and dancing, and put a bottle of Coke on the table to her left.

I was covered in sweat, and my hair was soaked.

He kept fanning the chest of his jeans with his little hands.

A faint smell of sweat mixed with the fragrance of hair and a special fragrance wafted over.

Fang Zuo rolled his eyes.

It's so noisy.

I really can't stay here for even a minute.

He stood up, turned around and walked outside.

"Master, where are you going?" Nagano Rei picked up a Coke and was about to follow.

"Go to hell." Fang Zuo said without even turning his head.

Hahaha.

Momoki Kanonai laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward.

"It's you vixen again," Nagano Rei sneered, turning around and saying, "Why, you changed your clothes to seduce me?"

"Flat-chested ghost, change your clothes." Momoki Kanonai covered her nose and said, "You smell like sweat, and you scared the uncle away."

After saying that, he turned around and ran upstairs with a thud.

Nagano Rei turned around and saw that Fang Zuo had disappeared.

He quickly chased after him.

Momoki Kanonai walked to the balcony and looked at Fang Zuo who was walking away and Nagano Rei who was looking around.

Thoughtful.

Fang Zuo walked out of the school gate.

Turn left and you will see Junko Sannomiya's shop.

Junko Sannomiya is sorting the goods in the store.

She was wearing a long floral dress, and the frame on her face was gone, revealing a plain little face.

He looked up and wiped the sweat off his face.

I saw a man sitting on a stone bench under a tree in the distance, looking at me.

It was the stranger who helped him a lot.

Junko Sannomiya waved in surprise, then carried a paper bag filled with a few loaves of bread.

He trotted over and bowed deeply politely: "Since you are here, why don't you come in."

"No thanks, I'm just passing by." Fang Zuo waved his hand: "How's business?"

Junko Sannomiya was wearing a long skirt and felt a little restrained sitting on the stone bench, with her hands resting on her thighs with her fingers bent.

"Well, it's not bad." Sannomiya Junko smiled happily: "Although I don't earn as much as my last job and it's also very hard, but this is what I like to do."

"Where are your glasses? Why aren't you wearing them?"

"I wear contact lenses, and they often fall off because I keep looking up and down. Changing them is much more convenient now." Sannomiya Junko shyly took the paper bag beside her and said, "This is today's fresh bread, freshly baked. Here, for you."

"It's as if I came here specifically to ask for bread." Fang Zuo took it.

"No, no." Sangong Junzi's face flushed red, and she quickly waved her hands: "It's just that I don't know how to thank you, and I don't have much money."

"Are you planning to keep doing this in the future?" Fang Zuo looked at the small shop opposite.

Square left and right.

The sign is polished to a very bright shine.

The store is very tidy.

Even the door was spotlessly clean.

There is a small trash can.

It says: If you have garbage that is inconvenient to take back, you can throw it here.

A few new pots of flowers have been added on both sides of the store.

The color is just like Junko Minomiya's skirt.

It's not very bright, and looks like it's growing in the wild grass in the suburbs.

Not many people want it.

But it looks good all the same.

"Yes." Sannomiya Junko scratched her head: "This is my new life."

A new life?

Thinking of that rainy afternoon.

Fang Zuo stood up and patted Junko Sannomiya's little head.

"Then I wish your new life will be better and better."

Junko Sannomiya also stood up hurriedly, her little face blushing.

"Hi! I wish you happiness too." Fang Zuo picked up the bread and took a bite. It was soft.

With a strong smell of milk.

"It's delicious. I'm leaving now." Fang Zuo waved his hand and turned to leave.

Junko Sannomiya looked at Fang Zuo's receding back.

Suddenly I felt like crying.

This silhouette looks like him.

Asshole, this is a new life, why are you crying?

Useless Junko Minomiya.

She wiped the tears from her fair face.

Sannomiya Junko smiled happily.

Back to the inner room of the store.

My mother's photo was placed on the table, looking at me kindly.

"Oka-san, Tsubaki is also very happy today."

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Fang Zuo and the cat sisters were sitting in the business class of the Shinkansen.

Kawaya stayed in the store with her mouth pouting.

The two beautiful girls held Fang Zuo's arms all the way until he sat down.

It attracted the jealous gazes of countless men.

A plump and fat man, holding one arm and squeezing it out of shape.

The other one had exaggeratedly fleshy buttocks, which rippled as she walked.

They were all wearing maid catgirl costumes.

White stockings.

They all have petite and cute figures, which doesn't look out of place at all.

But her body is sexy and hot, which makes people very angry.

Obviously bought a seat.

The two sisters refused to sit down and squatted on Fang Zuo's feet.

Fortunately, the business seats can accommodate it.

The two of them kept taking out snacks and stuffing them into Fang Zuo's mouth.

The resettlement site for residents relocated from the radiation disaster in Fukushima is located in Miyagi Prefecture, north of Fukushima.

The Shinkansen ride takes only two hours.

After getting off the bus, we came to the container-type resettlement house.

Fang Zuo thought he had arrived at the two-dimensional base.

Girls who COS various cat girls, fox girls and rabbit girls.

All wearing T-shirts and jeans.

Cut a small hole in the jeans and tuck the tail out.

Looks like a decoration.

About twenty people.

She is slightly younger than the cat girl sisters.

When they saw the cat girl sisters coming, they all gathered together and burst into tears.

No wonder these girls used to hide together in a small fishing village and dared not come out.

This team attracts attention wherever it goes.

Perhaps only by holding signs, wearing various COS costumes, and walking on the streets of Shinjuku and Shibuya can people barely accept it.

One can imagine how difficult it was for this group of people to escape from Kyushu and come here.

You can’t take public transportation, so you have to travel all the way along the coast to get here.

Because it is close to the Fukushima nuclear power plant, this small fishing village is sparsely populated.

After scraping together money in the fishing village for a long time, the cat sisters managed to make it to Fukushima and got some identities for everyone.

Fortunately, now that the demon tribe has been integrated into human society in large numbers, this kind of black market identity business is also going smoothly.

After sending them on their journey back to Tokyo.

Fang Zuo took the Shinkansen heading north alone overnight.

The South Sea of Hokkaido.

Fang Zuo stood in mid-air on the sea, closed his eyes and focused his mind.

The seabed is in full view.

A deep sword mark formed a ravine, in which countless marine creatures have been breeding and thriving.

But there is still a strong sense of sword.

This sword intent can kill ghosts and gods, but it does not kill any living creature that approaches.

The way of sword has no relatives and always favors good people.

This is exactly the man's sword intention.

Fang Zuo's heart was surging.

Why come back?