Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 255 Fang Zuo and Ling's Dissent Meeting with a Beautiful Woman

Chapter 255 Fang Zuo and Ling's Dissent Meeting with a Beautiful Woman
in the dark.

Reina Morisawa's coat had long been thrown aside.

Floral lace bust.

Lace thong in the same pattern.

She looked at Miyagi Muko in the distance, and her cheeks turned red instantly, not because of shyness, but because of extreme excitement.

Even a little jealous.

Blaming myself for falling asleep suddenly.

She knelt on the ground and crawled over quickly and urgently.

She clung tightly to Fang Zuo's strong back.

Feel the man's hard and strong back muscles.

The white little hand reached around.

Caressing.

It was like she had drunk a large bottle of red wine and was feeling a little tipsy.

The body has an urgent desire.

She looked at Miyagi Xiangzi, who was bowing her head with her hair turning white, and suddenly felt inexplicably sad.

Morisawa Reina rushed over.

Push Miyagi Xiangzi away with force.

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In the safe house of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department.

Sakura Kurumi was sitting on the sofa in a uniform.

Feng Dielian was also wearing a policewoman uniform and stood behind Yingkong Kurumi without saying a word.

The four people who represent the greatest power in the island nation are all here.

Interior Minister Hiroshi Kojima, Defense Minister Minoru Kihara, Maritime Self-Defense Force Chief of Staff Yoshio Sakai, and Ground Self-Defense Force Chief of Staff Keihide Yoshida.

If Yingkong Kurumi hadn't brought her here, she would probably only be able to see four people at the same time on TV.

There is a sand table of four countries on the table.

There is a small red flag on the nameless island in the lower left corner of the sand table.

Hashimoto Yuuna was wearing a Maritime Self-Defense Force uniform and standing behind the Chief of Staff of the Maritime Self-Defense Force, Ryo Sakai, and secretly made a contemptuous gesture to Feng Dielian.

Feng Dielian rolled her eyes at her.

I made a silent lip movement: How boring and childish!
"Mr. Sakura Kurumi, Emperor Sutoku's headquarters is on the island. This island used to be a prison and was abandoned after World War II. Do you think there is any problem with this plan?" asked Ryo Sakai, Chief of Staff of the Maritime Self-Defense Force.

"If we use warship-to-land electromagnetic missiles directly, the only thing we need to consider is whether the Ghost Tribe has left any members behind, especially the Ghost Tribe leaders headed by Emperor Sutoku," said Sakura Kurumi.
"Given the electromagnetic coverage area of the missile burst, if Emperor Sutoku is not at the headquarters or not at the central fire intersection, it will be easy for them to escape. Given the stealth capabilities of the Ghost Corps, it will be very difficult to catch them again."

"What does Sakura Kurumi-sora mean?" asked Defense Minister Kihara Minoru.

"I suggest the Ground Self-Defense Force deploy to guard the Shikoku coastline and eliminate any captured members of the Onibu," said Sakura Kurumi. "At the same time, I suggest deploying [Small Woodpecker Shortwave Jamming Radars] along the coastline. We've found in the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department's past experience with vengeful spirits that various shortwave jamming systems are very effective in locating and killing ghosts."

"Of course, it would be best to secretly observe the headquarters and determine the gathering of the ghost department members, or..."

"Thank you, Kurumi Sakura. We will consider any suggestions that will help us defeat the demon tribe. Please speak frankly," said Yoshida Keihide, Chief of Staff of the Ground Self-Defense Force. "Although this is our first meeting, I have absolute confidence in Kurumi Sakura's expertise."

Sakura Kurumi nodded and said, "Of course, they were able to do this by gathering detailed intelligence. The Tokyo Exorcist Police Department usually sends undercover agents for cases like this."

"This is the most effective way to gain a better understanding of the situation at the Ghost Headquarters. Of course, this takes some time, and there's also the risk of the undercover being discovered. The advantage is that we can seize the perfect opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop."

"Hashimoto Yuuna's Onmyoji is soul-based, so I think it's perfect for her to infiltrate and gather intelligence."

When Hashimoto Yuna heard this, she suddenly looked at Yingkong Kurumi.

Several cabinet ministers and chiefs of staff looked at Hashimoto Yuna at the same time.

"Mr. Hashimoto Yuuna, what do you think?" asked Defense Minister Minoru Kihara.

"Hi!" Hashimoto Yuuna stood up: "I am willing to carry out this mission."

"This mission is extremely important and dangerous, General Hashimoto Yuuna, I hope you will consider it carefully." Chief of Staff of the Maritime Self-Defense Force, Ryo Sakai, said solemnly.

"I've thought about it, Mr. Chief of Staff." Hashimoto Yuina pushed hard with her military boots.

"Well, it's decided then. I'll issue the official appointment when I get back."

After the meeting.

Yuuna Hashimoto stayed until the end.

Three women walked side by side in the aisle.

Three pairs of beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings walked rhythmically.

The height of the uniform skirt covers the thighs.

You can only see the lines of the calves stretching out the black stockings, which are sometimes hard and sometimes soft with the steps.

Two pairs of commuting high heels and a pair of straight black combat boots make different sounds.

But they seem to be extremely consistent in rhythm.

The three beauties held their police caps and military caps in their little hands.

The beauties had high ponytails of slightly different hair colors, which swung gently, revealing their fair necks.

Under the light, three pairs of ears, each of different shapes but equally small, are extremely cute.

The slight white fluff shines on the red and tender earlobes.

Any man who sees this scene can’t help but imagine three delicate little faces leaning down together.

How charming it is to have such a white body gathered together.

"Kurune." Hashimoto Yuuna stopped and said softly.

"Hmm?" Yingkong Kurumi also stopped.

Feng Dielian looked at the two of them curiously.

"Did you guess something?" Hashimoto Yua said to Sakura Kurumi.

"Well, I noticed it when you threw the talisman, but it was just a suspicion at that time." Sakura Kurumi nodded.

"Then why don't you expose me? After all, it was me who almost got you into trouble," said Hashimoto Yuna.

"Didn't it fail?" Yingkong Kurumi said with a smile.

"I don't think that's your reason." Hashimoto Yuna denied.

"Then what do you think the reason is?" Sakura Kurumi asked back.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling you're not letting me go because you failed. If you were such a pushover, would you not let Sensoji Temple and so many Onmyoji families go?" Hashimoto Yuna said, "I want to know the real reason, otherwise I'll think you're plotting against me."

"Then why don't you just think so?" Yingkong Kurumi said with a smile: "Maybe I am just plotting against you?"

"I don't want to think so, and I don't want to think so," Hashimoto Yuna said. Perhaps she felt the atmosphere was a little oppressive, so she added: "Can't you just tell the truth? For the sake of my long legs."

"Tsk." Yingkong Hutao didn't say anything. Feng Dielian next to her said with disdain: "Who doesn't have it? Really."

"The truth is." Yingkong Kurumi was silent for a moment: "We are all abandoned people."

As soon as these words were spoken.

For a moment, none of the three spoke, and the empty passage was somewhat silent.

"You're right." Hashimoto Yuna nodded. "I was indeed abandoned by them. If you hadn't saved me, I would have died there long ago. But I still want to know why you suggested that I be an undercover agent."

"Since you want to cut ties with them, this favorable condition will allow you to do it more thoroughly. Moreover, it will reduce the risk of your true identity being exposed." Yingkong Kurumi patted Hashimoto Yuna's face and said, "Go ahead and do it. If you need our help, just let us know. Your Shikigami is gone, so be careful."

"Hmm" Hashimoto Yuna had a lot to say, but in the end she just said "hmm", nodded and turned away.

"Thank you, Kurumi-chan." Hashimoto Yuna paused for a moment, then strode away.

The two of them looked at Hashimoto Yuna's receding figure as she slowly disappeared into the sunset.

"I finally understand why you forgive me." Feng Dielian said.

"What about you? When will you make up your mind like her?" Sakura Kurumi said.

"I'm different from her. She has no worries, but I do." Feng Dielian looked at Hashimoto Yuna's back with envy.

"Tell us, we'll find a way to solve it." Yingkong Kurumi said.

Feng Dielian shook her head.

"Can't you be a little more selfish, even more selfish, and live just for yourself?" said Sakura Kurumi.

"I want to too," Feng Dielian said with a confused look in her eyes, "but I can't do it."

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Reina Morisawa was lying unconscious on the carpet.

He was so satisfied that he just collapsed and wrote big characters.

This pure yin constitution is the best combination of dragon and tiger for Fang Zuo.

Miyagi Muko was pulled by the hair by the man behind her and her head was tilted back.

But the man was explaining something important.

Miyagi Mukoko gathered all her remaining attention and listened to the man's instructions.

"Take this with you to your hometown and win over those millions of people."

"And then form a team with powerful people, join the Yamaguchi-gumi, and conquer the world's gangs together with her, understand?"

"I understand." Miyagi Xiangzi gritted her teeth and insisted.

"Hmm?" The man was dissatisfied with her answer and pulled her hair harder, pinching her neck.

"I understand, master." Miyagi Xiangzi said hurriedly.

"Yeah." The man behind him was finally satisfied.

Miyagi Xiangzi's eyes suddenly widened, and she reached back with her small hands to press against the man's abdominal muscles.

But it was too late.

Passed out.

In the Japanese Diet.

Shiraishi Nagiko and Abe Noja looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

This result was both expected and difficult to accept.

The interim Prime Minister, Shigeki Shiba, resigned due to insufficient votes, and the cabinet resigned en masse.

Then, in the next vote of MPs, he was lifted back to the position of Prime Minister by representatives of all parties.

Members of parliament from all powerful families cast their votes for Shiba Mao.

He only held the position of Prime Minister for less than a year.

No one with any sense would waste their political resources to be prime minister for a few months.

not to mention.

Prime Minister Shibata has offended both ASEAN and Washington in just one month of his time in office.

Even the neighbors next door don't get along well.

The poll approval rating is less than 20 percent, a record low.

In this situation, whoever steps forward to take the blame is a fool.

Prime Minister Shigeki even fell asleep in his parliamentary seat while voting.

Amid his thunderous snoring, he was finally elected prime minister again.

The scattered applause woke him up. Under the lens of various cameras, he finally stood up.

He looked at the media that came over with some bewilderment.

Only then did he realize that he had been elected again.

Looking at this scene.

Abe Nojaku took a deep breath.

His little face was ashen.

He said mockingly:

"This is our Prime Minister. These embarrassing photos will be broadcast to every corner of the world in 5 minutes."

"Everyone will see a prime minister dozing off and snoring in the headlines of the country's largest news outlet."

"A former caretaker prime minister who snored and slept in Parliament has been re-elected."

"Thank goodness he didn't grind his teeth and drool in his sleep."

This made Abe, who had already regarded Japan as his own, clench his hands in anger.

These humiliating news and sarcastic reports seem to be mocking ourselves.

It's so embarrassing.

"What a ridiculous political scene." Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled wryly and shook his head. "The election results in Washington are in, and I suddenly remembered a saying: They all succeeded in becoming prime ministers, and they all have bright futures."

'patta'

The pen in Anbei Noque's hand was broken by her hand.

After Congress.

The interim Prime Minister Shigeki Shiba, who entered the palace for the second time, once again walked onto the podium and accepted interviews from reporters.

The thing that political veterans care least about is face.

Only young guys care about such empty things.

For me, as long as I can hold on to my position, that's enough.

Even if it's only for a few short months.

After finishing the interview, Shiba Shigeru returned to his parliamentary office.

After packing up my things, I prepared to return to the Prime Minister's Office.

It was a good thing that he brought some personal belongings with him. If he had known this, he wouldn't have gone through so much trouble. Shi Po Mao felt a little pleased with himself.

Yes.

No one else looks down on this position.

However, he has been struggling in the political arena for his entire life and has been defeated by one opponent after another.

Now that they are all gone, it is finally my turn.

In the last years of his political career, it is enough to be able to sit in this position, no matter whether it is a few months or a few years.

‘Knock knock knock. ’

There was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Prime Minister, someone wants to see you. He says he is an old acquaintance of yours." The housekeeping staff said at the door.

"Old acquaintances?" Shi Pomao sneered, "As expected, I've been re-elected, and I've made quite a few more 'old acquaintances'."

"Yes, he said his name was John Matthews, and that he had been your christen."

"Is it him?" Shi Pomao was stunned. He felt that something was looking for him. He took two steps back and forth and finally said, "Please let him in."

Soon after, the door was pushed open.

An energetic old man in a suit walked in. He first put down a long gift box, then opened his arms and hugged Xiang Shi Po Mao: "My dear little one, I haven't seen you for many years."

"Godfather John Matthews." Shiba Mao forced a smile and hugged him back. "I didn't expect that after all these years, you've remained the same. You're almost a hundred years old, right?"

"Almost there." John Matthews patted Shibamo's shoulder. "You're amazing, little guy. You've been re-elected as Prime Minister. I never thought that the little guy who peed all over me when I baptized you would be able to achieve this level."

Shiba Mao forced a smile. Although he was baptized by this Catholic cardinal when he was a child and became his godson.

But we have rarely been in contact for so many years. I am no longer the same person as before in terms of age or status. How can I be happy when people call me "little guy" all the time?

What's more, he came to find me at this time.

Everyone knows that this is not a good thing. I hope that the Catholic faith I believe in will not make things difficult for me.

"Godfather John Matthews, what do you want to talk to me about?" After Shi Pomao asked him to sit down, he also sat back in his seat.

"The Pope was very happy to know that one of the Catholic godson became Prime Minister, and he sent me to bring greetings from the Vatican." John Matthews said with a smile, "And this."

John Matthews took out an exquisite cane from the gift box he had just brought in and placed it in front of Shibomao.

"This is the cane used by the Pope of the Vatican. It represents supreme dignity. I present it to you, Prime Minister," John Matthews said solemnly. "As a Catholic Prime Minister, I hope you will not forget your faith and identity."

"This..." Shi Pomao hesitated for a moment, sighed, and closed the gift box: "Tell me, my godfather, is there anything you need my help with? As long as I can do it."

"Of course you can do it." John Matthews smiled and nodded. "Under the glory of the Lord, there's nothing our believers can't do. It's a simple matter. We hope you can deal with a Japanese civil organization, an arrogant civil organization, within your authority."

"Just a non-governmental organization?" Shi Pomao breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was just a non-governmental organization, it would be much easier to handle.

I'm afraid of asking myself to do something too difficult.

He had only been prime minister for a few months and did not want to be purged and imprisoned as soon as he stepped down.

"Yes, it's just a civil organization. We can disband them or capture their leader. Anyway, I just hope that the Prime Minister can get rid of them." John Matthews said, leaning on the sofa with his arms outstretched.

"What kind of civil organization in Japan can get our cardinal to take action? They even alarmed the Pope in the Vatican." Shiba Mao took the gift box and put it under the table.

"Of course it's Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi." John Matthews said with a smile.

"What? Yamaguchi-gumi?" Shiba Maojue didn't expect it to be this organization.

How did the Catholic Church fight against a gang organization, and how did the Yamaguchi-gumi offend the Catholic Pope who was far away in the Vatican?

They seem to be two completely unrelated things.

"Yes, Prime Minister Shigeki may not know that the Yamaguchi-gumi is not only the number one organization in Japan, but its power has also expanded to Southeast Asia." John Matthews folded his arms across his chest and said seriously:
"They've even started to make inroads into Brazil. They've recently had several fights with Brazilian gangs and mafia. Although they lost, you have to remember that Brazil is a Catholic territory."

"Your Majesty the Pope's territory will never be allowed to be provoked or invaded by any external organization. This is a red line that cannot be crossed."

"Well, if this is a Yamaguchi-gumi matter," Shibamo thought for a moment and nodded. "I'll find a way, but as Prime Minister, I have to do this within the legal framework. I hope you understand that."

"Of course, no one is forcing the Prime Minister to violate your country's laws." John Matthews spread his hands. "As a mafia organization, as long as the Prime Minister orders a thorough investigation, they will surely uncover a lot of evidence. We can then punish them severely according to your laws, especially their leader, a woman named Reina Morisawa."

"As long as we can put her in a women's prison, even if it's just for a year, no, even if it's just for a few months, then the Prime Minister won't have to deal with anything else."

"Okay, I agree." Shi Pomao nodded.

"Very good. His Holiness the Pope will be very pleased to hear this, Prime Minister." John Matthews stood up. "Then I'll take my leave. His Holiness the Pope asked me to tell you that if you get tired of staying in Japan, you can go to Europe. As long as it's in Catholic territory, it will definitely satisfy His Excellency the Prime Minister. Or you can go to Brazil. There are many estates there waiting for your selection."

"I understand." Shi Pomao stood up and said, "Thank His Holiness the Pope for me. May God bless the Pope's health. And you too, my godfather!"

"The Lord will promise glory to all believers." John Matthews nodded with satisfaction.

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Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Shiraishi Mei took a car back to their office.

As soon as I got out of the elevator and reached the door, an assistant came to greet me.

"Councilor Shiraishi, there is a woman waiting for you in your office." The assistant pointed to the office and said.

"Woman?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu was a little confused.

Who else would come to his office except Keiko Minamikawa?

But the assistant's appearance was obviously not that of Keiko Minamikawa.

She and Mei Shiraishi walked into the office one after another.

It turned out to be the beautiful woman from the Spiritual Dissent Society.

She had on delicate makeup, and her plump, soft body was hidden in a long floral dress. Her feet were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings and worn in nude high heels.

Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, she was waiting for Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

When she saw Shiraishi Nagimitsu come in, she quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Shiraishi, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I have something to talk to you about alone, is that okay?"

After saying that, he glanced at Shiraishi Mei next to him.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's sister was not an ordinary person, and she noticed it that night.

Although he is not an Onmyoji, there are energy fluctuations on his body.

It’s just that this energy fluctuation is not enough for me to see.

Obviously, he was not the master who left a golden light on Shiraishi Nagimitsu as the sorcerer said.

"Of course." Shiraishi Nagimitsu winked at Shiraishi Mei, and when he saw Shiraishi Mei walk out of the office with a pout and close the door, he asked Baihuizi to sit down again.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu handed a cup of tea to Momoeko.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu had many dealings with this beautiful woman from the Spiritual Dissent Society.

She is present at almost every major supernatural event.

"Well, I'm here to apologize, Councillor Shiraishi." Momoeko put the tea aside, stood up and bowed deeply.

"What does Mrs. Baihuizi mean?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned.

"Didn't Councillor Shiraishi notice?" Bai Huizi was even more surprised.

Even Shiraishi Nagimitsu himself did not notice what was happening. It was obvious that the means left behind by that capable person were too powerful.

Eliminate all dangerous matters silently.

You know, in addition to the backlash of the black magic, what disappeared was the little ghost that had been kept in captivity by a Southeast Asian sorcerer for decades.

Even if you destroy it easily, there will still be some movement.

But Councillor Shiraishi was totally unaware of this, which shows how powerful the person behind the scenes is.

"Mrs. Baihuizi, if you have something to say, just say it directly." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said, tucking her long hair behind her ears.

"It's like this." Bai Huizi recounted the incident and said with a wry smile, "I apologize to Councillor Shiraishi for that ignorant boy in our family. Fortunately, nothing serious has happened. Otherwise, it would be disastrous."

"I came here specifically to wait for Councillor Shiraishi, hoping to gain his forgiveness. I'm sorry, please forgive us!"

Baihuizi bowed deeply with her soft waist again.

"If that's all." Shiraishi Nagi thought for a moment: "I can"

"I don't forgive." A faint voice came over.

Then there was a loud slap.

Bai Huizi received a heavy blow on the face for no apparent reason.

He hit her so hard that she flipped into the air and finally fell to the ground with a thud.

He propped himself up with his hands and spread his legs.

The floral skirt drooped on her fair and plump thighs.

A red lace thong was stuck between the white buttocks.

The slap in the face frightened her, and she was lying on the ground feeling inexplicably surprised.

What was scary was that someone could attack her so easily without her noticing anything.