Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 28: Nunu eats breakfast with a suicidal mind
Keiko Minamikawa shook her little head.

I want to get rid of that man's face.

It was hard to imagine that I could only rely on my memory of that man's face to...

What happened to me?
Why do I miss that man so much?

As my thoughts came to me, that vivid face was smiling at me again.

Minamikawa Keiko became agitated again in an instant.

I won't lose.

I don't believe it.

Your face can appear all night long!

Wait!

come!

"Why are you here."

The first thing Yingkong Kurumi asked when they met was not to ask about the case.

For the first time, he asked Fang Zuo.

"Your mission to protect Councillor Shiraishi was canceled yesterday. Why are you still here today?"

Fang Zuo was stunned and didn't answer.

Yingkong Kurumi rushed over and pressed Fang Zuo against the wall.

He hooked his hands around Fang Zuo's neck.

Lift up your delicate little face.

Her red lips were close to Fang's left chin, and her breath was as fragrant as orchid.

"Don't tell me you're sleeping here today."

Fang Zuo smelled a strong smell of Shanxi.

If you answer now, you lose.

What is the most important thing in fighting?
Is to disrupt the enemy's rhythm.

This is the experience Fang Zuo gained from fighting with the fairies in the mountains.

'Pah'
Fang Zuo slapped the perky butt that was stretched tight by the leather pants with force.

Taking advantage of Yingkong Kurumi's cry of "Ah".

Cover these red lips.

Sakura Kurumi responded violently.

The arms are hooked tightly.

I wish I could hook out Fang Zuo's tongue.

It's been a whole day.

No.

It felt like I hadn't seen this man for a month.

After the two people's faces slowly moved away.

"what did you just say?"

Fang Zuo gently wiped the saliva from Yingkong Hutao's little mouth with his hand.

"I said, are you staying here today?"

Yingkong Kurumi asked again softly.

"That's definitely not the case." Fang Zuo answered confidently.

"Soga!" When Yingkong Hutao heard this, her tense little face instantly turned into a smile.

"I've been living here since a few days ago."

"What? I'll bite you to death!"

After Fang Zuo greeted the police officers called by Yingkong Kurumi, he looked down at his shoulder.

There are teeth marks all over it.

After I finished saying that.

Sakura Kurumi is like a little wild cat.

Hug yourself tightly.

Biting and gnawing.

He kissed Fang Zuo on the cheek.

He bit the shoulder again.

"Baga, look at the territory I drew. Doesn't that woman feel sick when she sees it?"

Sakura Kurumi made a harsh remark and kicked Kawasaki's foot with her high heels.

He nimbly crossed his legs and leaned over the Kawasaki motorcycle.

Boom boom boom.

The mission is to step on the accelerator.

I almost twisted the throttle handle off.

With a buzzing sound.

Speed ​​away.

Not long after, several police officers came and carried the driver and the teenager away from the living room.

The subsequent work will be handled by Yingkong Hutao.

The Tokyo Exorcist Guard is very familiar with cleaning up this kind of thing.

Finish all the work.

Fang Zuo sat cross-legged on the sofa, breathing in the thin spiritual energy and absorbing the moonlight.

Tonight is a rare full moon.

Since the spiritual energy has weakened, the sun and the moon seem to no longer produce spiritual energy.

Only during a full moon can one glimpse the feeling of ancient cultivators collecting spiritual essence.

Now, Nascent Soul has gone through these days of breathing regulation and dual cultivation.

It had recovered a little bit. Should we release the captured evil spirits and let them recruit more followers?

Then you can summon several powerful pure ghosts.

This way, if you swallow it again, you will recover faster.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Fang Zuo reacted immediately.

Suppress the surging spiritual energy.

so close.

Almost got infected by evil thoughts.

Putting aside his distracting thoughts, Fang Zuo once again entered into inner breathing.

"Owner."

There was a soft cry from upstairs.

Fang Zuo withdrew from the inner observation.

I looked at the clock in the living room and it was already 11 o'clock in the morning.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu woke up in the bedroom upstairs.

He was startled to find that his daughter was the only one around him.

Tapping.

He ran down barefoot in panic.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Fang Zuo sitting cross-legged on the sofa.

He trotted to Fang Zuo, hugged Fang Zuo's arm, and buried his little head in Fang Zuo's arms.

"Where are they?"

"He was taken away by the Exorcist Guard."

"I never thought that Ota, who has been my driver for more than ten years, is actually from the Oda family."

Shiraishi Nagiko's expression darkened. This driver had always done a good job and he had not treated him unfairly.

When we returned to the villa, he was the first one to approach me with a knife.

"Were you scared yesterday?"

Fang Zuo stroked Shiraishi Nagimitsu's long hair and did not explain why the driver and the boy were like this.

Given the level of the old man from the Oda family, it would be impossible for him to control these two people so thoroughly unless they had evil thoughts in their hearts.

"Afraid." Shiraishi Nagimitsu nodded, raised his head with lingering fear, and gave her a wet kiss.

She buried her head in Fang Zuo's arms again.

Only the smell of this man makes her feel safe.

"But then I thought of my master and I wasn't afraid anymore." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said softly.

"What did you think of me?" Fang Zuo said.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu recalled the moment of despair, her face flushed, and she reached out her hand: "I want to have breakfast."

Fang Zuo pinched her lower cheek: "In our place, you call me master and claim to be your slave."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu pinched it hard with her hands, and said with a seductive look: "Nu Nu wants to have breakfast."

Suddenly he frowned and asked, "Why does the master have a different smell?"

"It doesn't smell like the master, nor does it smell like the slave."

Then he moved his little face closer to Fang Zuo and kept sniffing.

Fang Zuo was stunned.

After Yingkong Kurumi left, he cast a purification technique on himself.

You can smell it just like that.

Is this a smell or a woman's natural ability to sense it?

"Oka-san." "Onii-chan."

Upstairs, Oda Yui woke up and started shouting.

Then the sound of footsteps rang out.

He ran downstairs with a pale face.

Seeing Fang Zuo and Shiraishi Nagimitsu both sitting on the sofa, he snorted.

Wow!
I started crying again.

He pounced into Fang Zuo's arms and hugged his other arm.

"very scary."

"Onii-chan, Oka-san and I almost died yesterday."

She hugged Fang Zuo, wiped her tears on Fang Zuo, and cried very miserably.

"It's okay." Fang Zuo patted Oda Yui's little head.

"But I know everything will be fine. Onii-chan will definitely find us."

As she spoke, Oda Yui raised her head and shook the red rope in her hand.

"This thing keeps getting hot. I knew Onii-chan would be able to find us."

Shiraishi Nagiko asked curiously, "What is this?"

Oda Yui wiped her tears and said proudly: "This is a gift from Onii-chan. She said it can protect me."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's face turned pale, as pale as a dead heart.

Oda Yui was completely unaware of her mother's abnormality.

He sniffed his own body and said, "It stinks, Oka-san. You fell asleep right after we got back and haven't changed your clothes yet. I'm going to take a shower and change clothes first."

He got up and trotted away.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's body was stiff, his eyes were blank as he stared straight ahead, and he did not respond to his daughter.

Chills all over.

The whole person suddenly seemed to have lost his soul, without even a trace of life.

It's all about death.

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