Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 180 Sister-in-law's Confusion

Kyoko Sasaki sat in the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo in a daze.

A pair of small hands supported the rosy and fair little face, looking at the cityscape of Tokyo outside the window.

Lost in thoughts.

No matter how bad her impression of her brother-in-law was, at least he still truly respected her sister-in-law.

He personally picked me up at the airport and arranged such a nice hotel room for me.

But Kyoko Sasaki was still a little worried, hoping that what he said was true and that it didn't cost any money.

No matter what, I should leave him some money before I leave Tokyo.

Although I don’t have much savings.

Kyoko Sasaki suddenly didn't know what she was thinking about, and her little face turned red.

The soft flesh on the left side of her buttocks seemed to be a little sore, as his hand bone had just hit the numb tendon in her buttocks.

She is still shy about the feeling of the man's finger bones penetrating deep into her flesh.

"The waist is so soft, like cotton."

The man's voice came to my ears again.

Thinking of this, a flush of red surged on the fair little face.

Nozomi Sasaki, he is your brother-in-law, what are you thinking about?

Is this what happens to all women who haven't had a man for too long?

Nozomi Sasaki shook her head.

Can't think about it anymore.

Why hasn’t Ishizawa Nako come yet?

Nako Ishizawa is her classmate and best friend.

After graduation, I settled in Tokyo, got married and had children.

When she knew that Kiko Sasaki was coming to Tokyo, she was very happy.

Other classmates in the group who are in Tokyo also asked to get together.

‘Ding Dong’.

The hotel doorbell rang.

Kyoko Sasaki hurried out of the bedroom and opened the door of the hotel room.

A familiar face appeared at the door.

"Ah, I'm so happy, Xizi." The ordinary woman at the door hugged her tightly and happily.

"Me too, Nako. It's been ages since we last met." Sasaki Kiko hugged her classmate and best friend tightly, and after a while, she separated and said, "Come on, come in."

"Wow, Xizi, you've made it big? You booked such a nice hotel." Ishizawa Nako walked in with her mouth open in surprise, looking around the hotel room: "It's a suite, you really have made it big."

"No, no, I didn't book it." Sasaki Kyoko was happy but quickly shook her head: "Why didn't you bring the children with you?"

"Oh." Ishizawa Nako sighed, "You have no idea how annoying it is to take care of a child. They're always crying or making a fuss. I'm actually happier to be able to escape for a while than to attend the Kanda Festival."

"I remember you used to be so eager to get married and have children." Sasaki Kyoko laughed and said, "Why? Are you bored so quickly?"

"Only after you get married and have children do you realize how terrible marriage is." Ishizawa Nako smiled bitterly and shook her head. "Every day is just about daily necessities. The romance of dating and dating is all gone. All I hear is the crying of my child or the barking of my husband's orders. The most terrifying thing is that the person I love is slowly becoming bald and fat, and no longer has the look that once attracted me."

"You don't know, now he doesn't even close the door when he goes to the bathroom. I've told him many times but he still doesn't change. He also often doesn't take a shower. If he continues like this, I can't stand this marriage anymore."

"Getting married isn't as exaggerated as you say." Sasaki Kyoko opened the hotel refrigerator and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"Wow, high-end hotels are different. There are so many drinks." Ishizawa Nako walked over and picked up a bottle of beautifully packaged sake-shaped bottle: "I'll drink this. This kind of water is very expensive outside."

"There's some wine in the wine cabinet next to it," Sasaki Kyoko said, "You can help yourself to whatever you want to drink."

"These are all some nice red wines and sakes. Are they included in the room rate?" Ishizawa Nako opened the wine cabinet and covered her mouth. "Oh my God! Let me take them all away later. Oh, and I heard that the skincare products in hotels like this are very high-end, right?"

"I haven't used it yet. It should be in the drawer over there." Nozomi Sasaki said, pointing to the exquisite cabinet next to the bathroom.

"Wow, they are all international brands." Ishizawa Nako took out everything from the drawer and looked at them one by one.

"If you like, take everything with you." Sasaki Kiko said, "I'll make up for it tomorrow anyway, and I also brought some of my own skincare products."

"Wow, Xizi, you really are so rich now." Ishizawa Nako said enviously: "After getting married, I had to save money on everything, and my skin has deteriorated a lot."

"Unlike you, Xizi. Look how beautiful you are now. Why is your face so red? Did you put on blush?"

Nako Ishizawa came closer and slid her finger across Kyoko Sasaki's face.

"You didn't put on any blush, so how could your blush be as red as if you were satisfied? Hey, Xizi, you're not hiding a man in the hotel, are you?"

"No." Kyoko Sasaki's face turned even redder as her thoughts were touched.

"I was right?" Ishizawa Nako leaned closer and whispered mysteriously, "Just finished? How many times did you orgasm? Once? Twice? Or three times?"

"Oh, look where you're going?" Sasaki Noriko spat. "You know, my husband has been dead for many years."

"That's right. You probably became a widow before you even knew what he looked like." Ishizawa Nako looked at Sasaki Kyoko with a half-smile: "So, he's a strong man? What's his age? Is he big?"

"What's the big deal? You're getting more and more outrageous." Sasaki Nozomi pretended to lose her temper: "I'm the only one in the room."

"Of course I'm asking about your age. Yours is so tight, unless it's a chopstick, it would be considered big. I don't believe it, let me go into the bedroom and take a look." Ishizawa Nako trotted into the bedroom.

Kyoko Sasaki had no choice but to follow in.

"Sure enough, the bed is still tidy. Oh, Xizi, what do you want me to say to you?" Ishizawa Nako sighed in disappointment: "You have been single for so many years, isn't it a waste of your body? I know how much...mmm..."

Sasaki Kyoko blushed and quickly covered Ishizawa Nako's mouth with her hand: "Don't say it, don't say it, the more you say, the more you go too far."

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you. I won't tell you." Ishizawa Nako pulled Sasaki Kiko's hand away and suddenly touched her thigh: "Tsk tsk, transparent flesh-colored stockings, didn't you like wearing black stockings before?"

"You're old." Kyoko Sasaki slapped Ishizawa Nako's hand away.

"I think you're even more slutty." Ishizawa Nako said disdainfully, and suddenly she slapped her lower body with a sneak attack: "Oh, you're still so fat, like a steamed bun."

"You're going to die!!!" Kyoko Sasaki's face instantly turned red as blood dripped from her face. She rushed over, grabbed Ishizawa Nako's neck with both hands, and threw her onto the bed.

"I surrender, I surrender!" Ishizawa Nako rolled her eyes, slapped her hands on the bed and said, "I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore."

"Hmph." Kiko Sasaki let her go.

Sit up.

The white skirt was pulled up to the waist.

Revealing the plump thighs and most of the plump buttocks wrapped in transparent flesh-colored stockings.

The fine grids on the stockings were stretched open to reveal a light color, extending along the leg seam into the two buttocks.

"Honestly, the omnipotent Lord, since you created a woman like you, it's a pity that you don't have a man to love you." Ishizawa Nako looked at Kiko Sasaki's white thighs and plump buttocks under her skirt and shook her head.

"Do you believe in religion?" Kyoko Sasaki heard that her words were different from before.

"Yeah, I converted to Catholicism." Ishizawa Nako frowned, "Don't change the subject. We are talking about men's affairs now."

"Look at what you said, women must have men, can't they be alone?" Kyoko Sasaki felt a little shy when she was looked at by Nako Ishizawa, and covered her body with her skirt.

"I don't know about others, but you must." said Ishizawa Nako.

"What kind of explanation is that?" Kyoko Sasaki rolled her eyes.

"Because I don't want me to be the only woman who knows that you are so fat." Ishizawa Nako glanced at Kyoko Sasaki who was sitting in the sunken place on the bed.

"Speak again, speak again!!!" Kiko Sasaki pretended to pinch him angrily.

"Okay, enough talking." Ishizawa Nako spread out on the bed, spread her limbs, and then rolled over on the bed, shouting in satisfaction: "Big hotels are great, the beds are so soft, and it's great to have money."

"Then don't go back, stay with me at night." Kiko Sasaki said with a smile while sitting on the bed.

"I was thinking, don't we still have children?" Ishizawa Nako sighed and suddenly thought of something and sat up: "By the way, seeing you staying in such a nice hotel makes me feel relieved."

"You don't know, when you come to Tokyo this time, many of your classmates are waiting to laugh at you."

"What a joke?" Kiko Sasaki asked with a frown.

I don’t have much contact with my classmates in Tokyo.

"What else can be said to be funny? You're so beautiful in the same class, but none of the boys are interested in you. In the end, you ran back and got married for no apparent reason." Ishizawa Nako sneered.

"That's fine, but your husband died shortly after you got married, and they all know you're still in debt."

"Everyone is waiting to see you make a fool of yourself in your poverty. I originally wanted to see how your stay was. If it didn't work out, I'd help you find another hotel."

"I was stunned until I heard you say you were in Tokyo and staying at the Imperial Hotel."

"Actually, my brother-in-law ordered this for me." Sasaki Nozomi smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not broke, but I'm not that rich either."

"Brother-in-law?" Ishizawa Nako became interested and quickly sat closer. "Is he handsome? Is he rich? Is he interested in your beautiful sister-in-law?"

"Look at what you're talking about now." Kiko Sasaki's face, which had just calmed down, turned red again.

"What's there to be afraid of when it comes to love? You're not young anymore, so don't waste your time." Ishizawa Nako nodded at Sasaki Kyoko's head in frustration.

"If he's interested in you, don't hide. Besides, once he opens up to you and presses you head-on, you'll be a steal for him."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll be angry." Kyoko Sasaki said with a stern face.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it anymore. It's almost time for us to go to the banquet." Ishizawa Nako said, "I specially asked my husband's friend to borrow a nice car. I promise not to embarrass you, those snobs, huh."

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Edogawa Bonsai Museum, in the bedroom behind the manor.

"Noguchi Yuko, give me that red coat." Morisawa Reina said softly while carefully applying her eyebrow pencil. No one replied.

The bedroom was quiet.

Yuko Noguchi is no longer with us.

Gone forever.

A complex emotion surged in my heart, and I felt a little suffocated.

Morisawa Reina sighed.

How wonderful it would be if people could always remain the same as when they first met.

Reina Morisawa stood up, took out the coat and put it on.

"Does it look good?" She couldn't help but ask again, then shook her head with a wry smile.

I picked out a matching bag in the cloakroom and walked out.

The two old men were already waiting in the garage.

"Where are you going, madam?" an old man asked in the cab.

"Tokyo Ariake Arena." Rena Morisawa said as she got into the car.

That night, after crawling beside her master and getting his consent, Rena Morisawa couldn't wait to hire some security personnel.

What Jin Meiting said made sense. As their territory grew larger, the other party's methods also became more and more.

Since it was recommended by the master, it must be incomparable to ordinary people.

Reina Morisawa sat in the back seat, looking out the window at the bustling street scene.

When the car was waiting for the traffic light, there was a sudden 'bang' sound from the car door.

A woman bumped into the body of a Maybach.

Her panicked little face was outside the car window. She gave Morisawa Rena an apologetic expression, then turned her head away in horror.

"Let's see where you can run." Two burly men chased after him.

The woman screamed in fright, quickly supported the car body with both hands, stood up, and ran to the back.

Two burly men quickly chased after him.

"What is this?" Rena Morisawa was stunned, rolled down the car window and looked back.

Two burly men were holding the struggling woman and walking into the building next door.

Why does that woman's little face look so familiar?
Is that her? Miyagi Mukako?

Reina Morisawa was suddenly dazed for a moment.

My thoughts went back to when I was a girl.

At that time, I was just entering society and struggling in the quagmire.

The luckiest thing is that there is a girl with a similar miserable life accompanying him.

The two met while working at a convenience store.

And then we became best friends.

Go model together, go to actor interview together, apply for flight attendant job together.

The two of them slept in a small room, sharing a bed.

When we were poor, we would share a lunch box with two people.

She always shared the meat with herself and often brought food back for Rena Morisawa from the sushi restaurant where she worked.

"Eat more, Reina Morisawa. When you make money in the future, remember to return all the meat you ate of me." Miyagi Muko said with a smile on her face.

"Okay, I'll make money and support you for the rest of your life." Rena Morisawa nodded while eating her lunch box.

"You don't have to support me. I can work for you and be your nanny and best friend. How about that?"

"Okay, it's a deal. If you make money in the future, I will be your nanny and best friend." Rena Morisawa said.

"It's a word."

Two pairs of white and tender hands hooked together.

In the days that followed, the two successfully passed the interview for flight attendant positions and participated in the trial training.

Finally, Miyagi Mukoko successfully passed the trial and became a flight attendant.

But I was rejected after the tryout.

Miyagi Muko was eventually sent overseas because of her good conditions, beautiful appearance, and long, thin legs.

Since then, the two have each taken different paths in life and gradually lost contact.

Is it really her?
Reina Morisawa felt excited.

If it was her, why would she be here again?

"Stop the car." Rena Morisawa suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong, madam?" the old man asked in confusion.

"I met someone who is very important to me." said Rena Morisawa.

Protected by a group of people, Rena Morisawa walked towards the building where Miyagi Mukaiko was taken away by two big men.

The entire twelve-story old building now seems to be rented out by an entertainment company that is engaged in the live entertainment broadcast industry.

"Who are you looking for?" A group of burly men came forward. The leader looked the strangers up and down and said, "You can't go in here."

"Pa." A subordinate behind Reina Morisawa walked up and slapped him hard without saying a word.

"You are... You are the big brother Kenichiro of the Yamaguchi-gumi?" The big man in the lead covered his beaten face and quickly stretched out his arm to stop the younger brother who wanted to rush forward.

"It's me." The subordinate shouted, "Hurry and lead the way. Madam is looking for someone."

"Husband, Madam?" The burly man swallowed.

Could this be the legendary lady of the Yamaguchi-gumi?

Given the Yamaguchi-gumi's current status in Tokyo, if they are not careful today, they might not even be able to save their lives.

The burly man was sweating profusely at this moment.

"Hi!" The burly man bowed respectfully. "I wonder who the madam is looking for."

"A beautiful woman." Reina Morisawa said lightly.

"Well," the burly man said with an awkward smile, "Madam, to be honest, all the people in this building are female live streamers. And to be fair, they're all pretty women."

"The woman you just captured." Rena Morisawa frowned.

"Ah, it's her?" The burly man said in surprise, then bowed and gestured for invitation: "Madam, please follow me."

"What's her name?" Reina Morisawa asked as she followed the big man.

"Ma'am, her name is Miyagi Xiangzi," the burly man said, "She's our newly signed anchor, but she's just not very obedient."

"It's really her." Rena Morisawa was so excited that her body even trembled slightly.

I didn't expect that I would meet her again after all these years.

Is God blessing me? He sent away Yuko Noguchi and sent Muko Miyagi.

Came to a live broadcast room.

The burly man opened the door with his key.

Inside, a woman was live streaming in a lace suspender bra, making a heart shape with her little hands towards the big brother who was giving her gifts.

Her long black hair fell on her narrow white shoulders, and her eyes curved into two crescents, making her incredibly charming.

Her sexy red lips were raised in a bright smile, like a larger crescent moon.

The small and upturned nose makes up a delicate and pretty face.

Black suspender stockings wrapped around a pair of long and slender white legs.

This type of black fishnet stockings has particularly high requirements for the legs. If there are any defects in the leg shape, length, or skin color, the effect will be greatly reduced.

And she seemed like the fishnet stockings were tailor-made for her.

The white leg flesh was faintly visible through the black mesh.

Two snow-white and round thighs are in full view, and the white and smooth skin and black stockings form a very impactful picture.

The top of the fishnet stockings is embroidered with a circle of exquisite lace, tied with black suspenders, extending to the base of the legs.

It's really her.

Reina Morisawa felt excited.

She is still so beautiful and looks younger than herself.

Her legs are indeed the most perfect among all the women I have ever seen.

Didn’t she become a flight attendant?
Why are you in Tokyo again?

Rena Morisawa recalled the days when they were trying out as flight attendants together.

It's as if it's right in front of you.

(End of this chapter)