Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 166 Sister-in-law Comes to the Door

Fang Zuo looked at the Holy Spirit soul trembling in his hand and kneeling in his palm begging for mercy, and shook his head.

Although this Holy Spirit was already very powerful and he needed to use his Nascent Soul and scabbard, which had not yet fully recovered, to quickly get rid of it, it was still not as powerful as he had imagined.

He pinched it casually, ignoring the Holy Spirit's pleading, and crushed and refined the Holy Spirit's soul.

Looking at the seal of heaven and earth next to the Nascent Soul, this is the so-called divine position. Then what is the New Testament royal power?

In the dormitory, Nagano Rei was already fast asleep. The tiny bit of fabric of her sexy lingerie had been rolled back and forth and moved out of place. She was still holding a check in her little hand and mumbling something in her sleep that was incomprehensible.

In the dormitory not far away, Momoki Kanonai still had a look of horror on her face, with tiny beads of sweat on her forehead. It seemed that she was very scared in her dream.

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Inside Yoyogi Park Villa.

Abe Nojaku clenched his teeth as if he wanted to swallow someone, and his face looked frighteningly serious and iron-green.

She took out another bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and picked it up with her thumb.

With a "bo" sound, the cork flew out.

She opened it directly without taking a cup. She tilted her head back, put her bright red lips to the bottle, and started drinking it down with a gulp.

After drinking half the bottle in one breath, Abe no Suku let out a long breath.

Her restless heart and uncontrollable emotions made her body more and more manic.

She tore off her red dress, raised her long arms, and threw it behind her casually.

Then she tightened her thigh muscles, took steps, and exposed her plump body.

She was wearing only a pair of red suspender stockings and walked onto the balcony barefoot.

Abe Noja leaned her back against the balcony railing, lightly touched the toes wrapped in red stockings, and her plump buttocks trembled, and she just sat on the balcony railing.

The railings dug deep into the plump buttocks, forcing the rest of the buttocks to hang down softly from both sides.

Like a stick hitting jelly.

Abe's buttocks tightened and quickly became firm.

With her feet dangling in the air, she looked at the moon in the sky.

Did you do something wrong?
You think you have everything under control, but in the end you are just someone else's pawn?
A former collaborator, this interim prime minister served for only two years.

He looks extremely weak and anyone can bully him.

But what has he done silently in the past two years?

Seems to have done a lot of things.

Inside Chiyoda Villa.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned.

Putting the documents she had read aside, she stood up from the sofa.

Wearing slippers, he opened the door and walked into the small courtyard of the villa.

The black body-shaping stockings were tightly wrapped around her hips and waist, shining enchantingly in the moonlight.

The shirt, several buttons of which had been torn off by the trembling giant, could only cover her shoulders.

It turns out that this interim prime minister, who is generally recognized as useless, has done so many things without realizing it.

Shiraishi Nagihiru looked up at the moon.

The first thing the interim president did after taking office was to rotate most of the cabinet.

Except for the Home Minister and the Defense Minister, all others were replaced.

I checked the backgrounds of these other ministers and found that most of them were returnees from the United States.

During his tenure as interim prime minister, he and the cabinet proposed dozens of bills, most of which were passed by parliament.

Several key points were picked out by Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

The "Rice Field Reduction Act" was passed, which caused Japanese farmers to significantly reduce their rice plantings and switch to growing other so-called more valuable fruits.

The 'Revised Seed Law' was passed to promote and popularize wheat cultivation, which further dealt a blow to Japan's rice industry.

There is a rice shortage now. A big part of the reason is the lack of supply, apart from the large granaries being in the war.

The most terrifying thing about this bill is that it hands over all of Japan's public seed breeding rights to private companies. At the same time, the bill strictly prohibits Japanese farmers from collecting seeds for cultivation themselves, and if they discover this, the crop seedlings will be directly pulled out.

When the cabinet submitted this bill to the Diet, it claimed that private companies would greatly improve the quality of seeds for Japanese farmers, significantly increase the yield of Japanese crops per mu, increase the efficiency of Japan's agricultural industry, and align it with international standards.

When the bill was announced, the Japan Agricultural Cooperative Association was so happy that it could be said to be ecstatic.

[All public seed breeding rights have been handed over to private companies]. Just this one point, once Congress passes the bill, they can hold on to a long-term source of income and make huge profits.

This caused the farmers' association to frantically encourage farmers to speak out, and the members of Congress, inspired by this group of farmers' votes, passed the bill at an extremely fast speed.

But what they didn't notice was that there was a sentence in the middle of the bill: At the same time, Jewish capital such as Monsanto was allowed to enter the Japanese breeding market.

Even if they noticed, given the long-standing domineering behavior of the Japan Agricultural Cooperative Association, they don't care if anyone dares to compete, and they don't believe they will lose the competition.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu then looked through the seed trading data of the past two years, and felt even colder.

these past two years.

The various small companies under the Japan Agricultural Cooperative Association are not as good as the Jewish pharmaceutical companies from the United States in terms of total capital, government public relations, and legal strength.

In this breeding war, the Agricultural Association was quickly and completely defeated by Jewish capital, and some of the dozens of seed companies under its control have gone bankrupt.

The market has been gradually lost.

If this food shortage occurs, and the farmers' associations can no longer withstand the skyrocketing prices, they will sell off all the seeds they have stockpiled.

In the future, all seeds on the Japanese market will be brands of Jewish capital such as Monsanto.

It can be foreseen that in the future, Japanese farmers will pay patent fees and seed fees to Jewish companies when they grow crops.

And they are not allowed to collect seeds themselves, which means they will have to pay Jewish companies forever.

In other words.

From then on, the Japanese people’s food was controlled by the Jews.

If we further restrict rice, let farmers grow wheat, change their lifestyle, give up rice, and eat bread, beef and milk.
These are the strengths of Jewish companies.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu couldn't imagine that a nation's thousand-year-old habits would be so completely changed.

A rare incident of rice shortage is paved with so many bills.

Is all this a coincidence, or a step-by-step conspiracy by the Jews?

'Nothing in this world can be isolated. There must be a necessary connection behind any isolated incident.'

Shiraishi Nagimitsu thought of what Fang Zuo had said, and the image of the Prime Minister's harmless and honest face when he was being questioned appeared in his mind.

Is he Jewish?

Would the interim prime minister of a country with a population of over 100 million be a Jew?

Who would believe these things that I have deduced if I told them to others?
I'm afraid the Farmers' Association will be the first to jump out and criticize me.

Like water under the moonlight.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu felt a little cold and pulled his shirt, but it was stretched apart by his own huge penis.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I miss my man's arms so much.

I want to lie on his chest, warm and strong, holding my small body.

Where is he?

"What are you thinking about?" Fang Zuo appeared in the courtyard, looking a little tired.

When Shiraishi Nagimitsu heard the voice, she turned her head in disbelief, then flew into the man's arms.

"Thinking of you"

After saying this, I don't know why, a line of tears fell.

"Why are you crying?" Fang Zuo was stunned.

"No, I'm just happy." Shiraishi Nagimitsu hooked her arms around Fang Zuo's neck, pressed her body tightly against him, and kissed him madly with her red lips.

Then he grabbed Fang Zuo's big hand and placed it on the buttocks wrapped in black body-shaping stockings.

"Tear it open." Shiraishi Nagimitsu whispered, "Love me. Right here!"

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morning.

They both got up early.

Oda Yui is still sleeping, it seems that she was very tired from yesterday's training.

After finishing breakfast, Shiraishi Nagimitsu squatted down to put shoes on Fang Zuo, gave him a light kiss, and watched Fang Zuo leave.

With the man by her side, after a night, her mood was no longer as heavy as it was under the moonlight last night.

She felt much lighter, and had the confidence to walk through whatever lay ahead.

"I'm hungry." Oda Yui rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked down slowly from upstairs.

A large T-shirt was tilted and hung diagonally on her shoulders, with the corners tucked into her cute strawberry-stained panties.

Her long hair was scattered on her little face.

"Where's Onii-chan?" Oda Yui clapped her hands on her mouth and yawned.

"I just went out." Shiraishi Nagimitsu reached out and pulled out Oda Yui's T-shirt, then tidied her long hair and tied it with the rubber band in his hand to make a ponytail.

"Why didn't you wake me up? I haven't seen him for two days." Oda Yui frowned in frustration.

"You looked like you were sleeping so soundly that I didn't call you." Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned around and took out a sandwich: "Hurry up, I have to go to work too."

Oda Yui nodded, picked up the sandwich and milk, climbed onto the high stool and sat down.

I miss Onii-chan so much, where is he now?

If I suddenly appear in front of him, will he be scared?

Oda Yui was munching on a sandwich, her little face full of excitement.

Fang Zuo lay in the chair and looked inward at the mark of heaven and earth left by the Holy Spirit.

That girl Nagano Rei left the dormitory early in the morning and no one knew where she went.

Momoki Kanonai was still sleeping, the frightened expression on her little face finally disappeared, replaced by a tired expression.

Fang Zuo looked at this mark of heaven and earth.

Although the Holy Spirit was not as powerful as he had expected, it was much more powerful than what he had obtained in the Deep Sea Sword Scar.

Is this how they attract worshippers?

Fang Zuo tried to place the mark of heaven and earth in his soul. Before he could refine it, he could feel it madly craving for incense.

After Fang Zuo took out some incense and put it in, the seal of heaven and earth devoured it greedily.

Then, countless noisy prayers, supplications, and blessings followed the incense into Fang Zuo's soul.

Greed, joy, sadness, hatred, all kinds of negative emotions surged and floated in the soul.

Fang Zuo's mind was shaken, and he drove the mark of heaven and earth away from his soul.

Release another trace of true fire to refine the negative emotions in the soul.

It seems that this thing is a bit troublesome.

"Mr. Fang Zuo." A delicate cry came from her.

Principal Sakura Hibiki.

She was wearing a short skirt and a floral shirt, with her black hair down and makeup on.

The woman, dressed in a younger style, walked over from a distance carrying some peeled and cut fruit.

Fei Guangying took a few quick steps, and when she saw some students, she quickly slowed down, coughed a few times, and greeted the students coming towards her with a smile.

After putting down the fruit, he looked around and found that there was no one around, so he picked up a piece and stuffed it into Fang Zuo's mouth.

Her fingers carelessly brushed across Fang Zuo's lips. "Mr. Fang Zuo, do you think this outfit looks good on me?"

"Not bad, a few years younger."

"Really? I was worried today if I was too fancy." Fei Guangying was overjoyed and looked down at her outfit again:

"I just came back from a meeting at the Prime Minister's residence. I was looked at by many people along the way. I felt a little insecure and was afraid that people would gossip about me."

After saying this, her face turned red.

"Oh, Principal Fei Guangying." Fang Zuo suddenly thought of something: "Last time you said you were a Jewish believer?"

Fei Guangying nodded, picked up another piece of fruit and put it into the man's mouth: "Yes."

"You frequently visit the Prime Minister's residence. What about the Prime Minister and the cabinet? What are their beliefs?"

"I'm not sure about that, but I know that Minister of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries Tetsuichi Sakamoto and his wife are also Jewish. I once met them at a church."

"Okay, thank you for the fruit." Fang Zuo said while chewing the fruit.

"You're welcome, Mr. Fang Zuo." Principal Fei Guangying blushed, picked up a tissue with her small hand, and wiped Fang Zuo's fingers that had taken the fruit.

Slowly wrap the tissue around your fingers and wipe them in a rotating motion intentionally or unintentionally.

Just like she always did to Fang Zuo.

"I'm going to the office. When Fang Zuojun is free, you can come and see me." Fei Guangying said while biting her lower lip.

"Principal Fei Guangying" suddenly shouted, which scared Fei Guangying.

As if she was caught cheating, she quickly retracted her hand and looked over.

Vice President Yuko Shinoda.

Yuko Shinoda was wearing a shirt and a standard skirt, and her green bra could be faintly seen under the light.

With her hair tied up, dark lipstick on, and gold-rimmed glasses on, she stood not far away, her hands clasped together.

He looked at this side with a playful expression on his face.

"The school board meeting is about to begin, and the directors are all waiting for Principal Sakura Kiguang. What's wrong? It seems like Principal Sakura Kiguang is reluctant to leave?" Yuko Shinoda said mockingly.

"Vice-Principal Yuko Shinoda, what are you talking about?" Sakura Kimitsu's face turned serious and she walked towards her.

"Principal Sakura Kimitsu knows what I'm saying." Yuko Shinoda sneered.

"I don't understand." Fei Guangying's face was tense: "What I understand is that it's not your turn to remind me of what I do."

"It's me who's attending the school board meeting, not you, Vice Principal Yuuko Shinoda."

After saying that, she turned around and left in her high heels.

Yuko Shinoda looked at Sakura Kimitsu's receding figure and snorted in disdain.

This woman used to wear a standard shirt uniform, just like what she was wearing now.

But now?

It's getting more and more fancy, the high heels are getting higher and higher, the skirts are getting shorter and shorter, and the hips are twisting in a sexy way.

And
Yuko Shinoda couldn't help but think of her surprising discovery when she got off work that day.

Yuko Shinoda, who was once in the same yoga class as her, clearly saw the cleaning staff coming out of Principal Sakura Kimitsu's office that day.

Take out a pile of garbage from the trash can in the office.

In addition to various balls of document paper, there was a pair of yoga pants that Yuko Shinoda was very familiar with.

These are the yoga pants that Sakura Hibiki likes to wear. She even bought several pairs of the same brand and color.

The discarded gray yoga pants were stained and had a big hole torn in the crotch.

Look at the toilet paper ball in the trash can.

As a woman, don’t you know what this means?
The president of Tokyo Women's University actually did this in his office. How horny must he be?

Yuko Shinoda smiled coldly.

What? She hasn't had a man for nearly 20 years. It seems that the reputation of chastity of Sakura Kiguang at Tokyo Women's University is about to be shattered.

When the time comes, I will put everything she has done on the board of directors and see how she can still pretend to be dignified and inviolable.

How can I gain the trust of the directors?

The only question now is, who is the man that got involved with Sakura Kiyotaka?

He has such great charm that he can attract the beautiful woman like Hikari Sakura.

Yuko Shinoda looked at the man who was dozing with his legs crossed in the room in front of her.

Could it be him?

Then he shook his head.

How could a prestigious president of Tokyo Women's University, one of the think tanks who frequent the Prime Minister's Office, fall for a worthless security guard?
I don't quite believe it, unless there is something extraordinary about it.

"Hey, wake up! I've told you many times that you can't sleep here." Yuko Shinoda walked forward and poked the man's arm with her finger.

It's as hard as iron, but its muscles are quite strong.

Yuko Shinoda swallowed.

But the man ignored her.

Just turned over slightly.

It's extremely rude.

Yuko Shinoda was still angry and wanted to speak.

"Hey, you" Yuko Shinoda had just said this when she was surprised to find that she couldn't say anything else.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

Yuko Shinoda screamed "Ah" in fear.

Still no sound? Did I suddenly become mute?

Yuko Shinoda quickly tried various tones with her red lips, and finally found that there was no voice, not even the sound of breathing.

I feel like a mute, no, even worse than a mute.

A mute can still make "ah-ba-ah-ba" sounds.

It's over.

What kind of disease is this?

Yuko Shinoda didn't bother to call Fang Zuo to get up, and hurriedly trotted away, ready to go to the hospital.

In the dormitory upstairs.

Momoki Kanonai slowly opened her eyes.

Everything that happened in her dream last night made her unable to believe it at all.

She wasn't even sure if it was true.

"It must be fake, it must be fake." Momoki Kanonai supported her temples on both sides with her small hands, as if she was trying to brainwash herself.

"Yes, it must be fake. How could the Holy Spirit be killed, and killed by the uncle in my dream?"

"This is just a dream, but why did I dream of killing gods?"

Momoki Kanonai's arms dropped down, her face full of despair. Could it be that her faith had become so devout?

How could I, as a saint, dream of killing gods? I didn't know why I had such a blasphemous dream.

At most, I just want to wear sexy underwear and thongs.

I also came to Japan to watch some educational films.

Lord, forgive me.

Momoki Kanonai knelt on the ground and prayed for atonement.

Don’t let me dream about such horrifying scenes anymore. I don’t want to wear a thong anymore.

Educational films. Be sure to watch less.

Momoki Kanonai stood up, took off her underwear and smelled it herself.

He frowned, disgusted with himself, and smelled of sweat.

Quickly ran into the bathroom barefoot and naked,

After taking a shower.

Momoki Kanona came out, wiping her long hair.

What should I wear today? I opened the wardrobe and started to choose.

Forget it, I'm not in the mood, just wear whatever I want.

Putting on a T-shirt and choosing the color of her stockings, Momoki Kanonna suddenly thought of David, the guy whose engagement she had broken off.

He meddles in everything. In the past, if I wore black stockings once, he would scold me for a week.

Now I am finally free.

Forget it.

I'm not in the mood, so I won't wear black stockings anymore.

Putting on flesh-colored stockings, Momoki Kanonai looked at herself in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and was about to go out to class.

Suddenly the phone rang.

Momoki Kanonai picked up her phone, saw the incoming video message, and sighed.

A burst of bad luck.

Then I remembered that nosy David was calling again.

"What's wrong? We've already broken off our engagement. I prayed to the Lord last night." After the video call, Momoki Kanonai said with an impatient look on her face, "Please stop bothering me."

"The Holy Spirit is dead." David's handsome face was distorted. "My ancestor, the Holy Spirit, is dead."

Clang.

Momoki Kanona's hand loosened and the phone fell to the ground.

My mind went blank with shock.

Really. Really dead.

Was it me last night?
Did I kill the god?
I actually killed a god?

It circulated several times in Fang Zuo's body.

The phone vibrated on the table.

Fang Zuo picked it up and two text messages came in.

[Hello, I'm Minamikawa Keiko, you still owe me a meal.]

The other one gave Fang Zuo a headache.

Sister-in-law: I've booked a flight for the day after tomorrow. Remember to pick me up, Fujinohara. We haven't seen each other in years. I hope you haven't forgotten what I look like.

Fang Zuo was stunned. After he abandoned the body, the residual soul disappeared quickly.

I don't care about it, and I don't have many memories of my sister-in-law at the moment.

I can't remember at all.

I quickly opened my sister-in-law's Line and looked at her photos.

A gentle face, fair and round.

Light blush and light eyeliner.

Fang Zuo sighed.

If you take someone's body for one day, you will have to bear the consequences.

But judging from her appearance, it seems that this sister-in-law is easy to get along with.

(End of this chapter)