Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 35: The big scroll opens, various forces

Inside the Tokyo TV Tower annex building.

Keiko Minamikawa lay there powerlessly, and was slightly unconscious for a while.

Just woke up.

Baka, damn it.

I kept cursing in dialect in my heart.

Her little face was blushing frighteningly.

I never thought that I could be so crazy.

……

I could only cover my mouth tightly with my hands, not daring to let any sound out.

Keiko Minamikawa struggled to get up.

……

She took off her flesh-colored stockings and black string thong.

I opened the drawer and replaced it with two new ones of the same color.

Fortunately, there is a spare set of clothes in the office.

Minamikawa Jingzi's legs and feet were so weak that she couldn't even stand up.

The aftermath of extreme catharsis.

All this was done while holding onto the table.

After finishing, Keiko Minamikawa sat on the chair.

Before I knew it, I fell into a deep sleep again.

All work was forgotten.

I didn't sleep well last night.
This happened again in the afternoon.

By the time she opened her beautiful eyes and woke up, it was already late.

This can't happen anymore.

I didn't do any work all afternoon.

She hesitated for a moment and dialed the number: "Hi! Private Marseille, I want to ask about someone, Hi! His name is Fujino, he's a police officer in Tokyo. Hi! Hi! Arigato!"

At this time, all the major forces in Tokyo were in chaos.

In the Yoyogi Park Villa in Shibuya.

Abe Nojaku was lying on the bed with a frown on her face, wearing a hollow nightgown.

After getting off the plane, Hokibo disappeared.

Where did he go?

What is your purpose in coming to Tokyo?
She called her nominal husband, Kinnosuke Asai.

"Don't rest, go out and deploy immediately. Mobilize all the family's means. I want to know where Boqifang went and why he came here!"

The main gate of Sensoji Temple in Tokyo.

A huge red lantern was shining brightly.

Two clay statues of the God of Wind and the God of Thunder stand on both sides.

A young monk, dressed in monk's robes, did not walk through the Wind and Thunder God Gate to the Guanyin Temple deep in the temple like the common people.

Instead, he circled the pillar three times.

The perspective changed.

A huge circular plaza.

Several old monks were meditating in the middle of the square.

Two huge stone statues stared ferociously at the center of the square.

They are both the God of Thunder and the God of Wind, but they are several times larger than the clay sculptures.

The young monk walked to the center of the square and sat cross-legged behind the old monks, clasping his hands together:

"Hokibo, got off the plane, headed to Shinjuku, and then disappeared."

The old monk sneered, "Soga, this old dog swaggered into Tokyo, really thinking that our Sensoji Temple no longer existed."

"Hongyi, ask the Great Brush Immortal [Shikigami: Huishi Flower and Bird Brush] to find him and see what he wants to do."

"Hi!" The young monk stood up and turned to leave.

Tokyo Imperial Palace, castle tower.

The headquarters of the Tokyo Spiritual Dissent Association.

There were five chairs around a huge round table.

Four are empty.

In one of them sat a beautiful woman.

Wearing a widow's bun.

Wearing a black long skirt.

A handsome young man behind him lowered his head.

It was none other than the Kyoto psychic detective Takasuke Chiba.

His eyes were fixed on the beautiful woman's plump buttocks that were sticking out from the seat.

There wasn't even a trace of a thong.

Wearing nothing underneath.

"Go find that old dog and find out why he came here." The beautiful woman said in a soft voice.

"Hi!" Takasuke Chima nodded in agreement, his eyes still fixed.

Swallowed.

"Snapped."

The beautiful woman stood up and slapped Takasuke Senma.

"Hi, Private Masai." Takasuke Chima finally came to his senses and lowered his head hurriedly.

"Bakayaka, the clan asked you to bring out [Shikigami: Demon King Shuten-doji], so you must hone yourself and resist its invasion." The beautiful woman said calmly, "Otherwise, you will only be its food."

"Hi!" Takasuke Senma was sweating profusely, not daring to look up. The beautiful woman's white and tender hand gently supported Takasuke Senma's chin and lifted it up.

"Work hard, and when you have mastered it thoroughly, I will let you taste me."

Dozens of forces in Tokyo were in turmoil.

The whole of Tokyo was sleepless that night.

Inside a dilapidated single-family house in Shinjuku.

Dim lights.

On the huge tatami.

The cat girl sisters were sleeping on the side.

Hebei Caixiao bit her lower lip, her face flushed red.

Looking at this rude yet gentle man treating his foxtail.

She felt grateful, angry, and shy.

Just treat it, why keep pinching it?

Especially when the pinch reached the base of the buttocks, if the tail hadn't been injured, the pain would have taken up most of the sensation.

At that moment, I was so scared that I almost screamed.

"What does he mean by fellow villager?"

"Those words you said that I couldn't understand, were they saying my name?"

"Okay." Fang Zuo gently put down Hebei Cai's fox tail. "Tell me your story."

"I don't know where I came from. I only know that I was conscious in an apartment." Hebei Cai'er's eyes were blurred as she slowly told what she knew.

She spoke slowly, just like her temperament.

Fang Zuo was very patient and would occasionally interrupt to ask about key points.

It was already early morning when I finished listening to her story.

Fang Zuo pondered in silence.

He hooked his finger and motioned Hebei Cai to come over.

Hebei Caiyi moved closer and stretched her little head over, but the man put his hand on the spiritual area of ​​her left breast.

"You" Hebei Caiying wanted to break free.

A feeling I had never felt before spread.

Numb and itchy, but I don’t want to leave.

I couldn't help but want to clamp my legs together.

Fang Zuo was stunned.

Unexpectedly, it is plump and elastic.

Hidden beneath the thin coachman's coat.

With such a small face, it has a somewhat incongruous beauty.

Fang Zuo closed his eyes and opened his mind.

All of a sudden.

Her dantian and spiritual platform are clearly visible.

A pale nine-tailed white fox.

and a physical one-tailed white fox.

It turned out to be the case.

Fang Zuo sorted out the conversation between Hebei Cai's self-narration and the old dog.

I have a general understanding of the ins and outs of the matter.

Tamamonomae, the famous nine-tailed fox from the island nation, wreaked havoc on Japan for several dynasties.

This famous nine-tailed fox came here from Qingqiu in Shenzhou.

Belongs to the Qingqiu White Fox lineage.

Nine tails, one white tail and one soul.

After many tribulations, the last tail was also consumed.

The old soul returns to the new after shedding its original form.

But I don't know what went wrong.

A new body emerged and a new fox soul was created.

Her old soul also willingly handed over her body.

And that scabbard belonged to the old nine-tailed fox.

No one knew what Kawakita Ayaka was used for, so the cat girl sisters took it and used it as decoration for a brothel.

Know the ins and outs.

But Fang Zuo had more problems.

He wanted to capture the soul of the nine-tailed fox and ask it some questions, but it was too weak.

I'm afraid it will disappear before I even open my mouth.

I have heard that he would dominate the body from time to time, so I can only wait for a while.

beep beep.

Just when Fang Zuo was about to sort out other issues in detail.

A message came on the phone.

Open it and take a look.

It's already three o'clock in the morning.

Sent from Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"Master, are you coming back? I miss you."

Please help, big guys.

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(End of this chapter)