Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 55 The Woman Who Won't Lose
Abe Nosuke was a little surprised.

When she heard that the fifth person disappeared in Shinjuku, the first person that came to her mind was the police officer from the Exorcist Police Station.

Although the Sakura family has covered it up well, not many Onmyoji families pay attention to it.

But when Abe Nosuke got his information report, he felt that there was something wrong.

Such a bastard thing doesn't match the shrewdness of reality.

Why was a building given to the Sakura family?
There was also a small police officer who was not afraid of him at all.

Could it be that I am overthinking it and it is not that person?

She was naked, standing on tiptoe, with each step landing on the soles of her feet.

Elegantly walked towards the wine cabinet.

During the bumps, the round and plump buttocks trembled up and down.

The red wine flowed down from the pool of red wine in the buttocks.

It slid across the canyon, passed around the plump and strong thighs, and dripped onto the ground.

Abe Nojaku took out another bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet without using a wine glass.

After opening it, I started drinking it in big gulps.

"We have new information. The police have concluded that the demon soul and demon core of the fifth-day man were extracted, and even the demon blood was drained away." Her husband, Kinnosuke Asai, checked his phone and said, "Also, the body has the aura of an evil god."

"What?" Abe Noque frowned, gently covered her red lips with her small hand, and burped softly. "Impossible! They don't have that much power in Japan, let alone that much courage."

He sneered, "If it was really done by the evil god, the demon tribe would probably search the streets for the evil god."

After saying that, he lay lazily on the sofa with his arms open.

The firm and elastic breasts did not get deformed at all due to lying down.

"But many recent cases are related to evil gods. It's hard to say that they are not planning something. There is a lot of evidence showing that their followers in Tokyo are gradually increasing." Asai Kinnosuke put away his phone and walked over.

Sit on the floor.

He gently picked up one of Abe Noja's long legs and placed it on his shoulder.

Hold your calves with both hands and start massaging them, then turn your head and put your face close to the instep.

Intoxicated by the smell of Abe Nojaku's body odor.

Abe Nojaku looked at the TV with an expressionless face.

Holding the bottle of red wine, he drank it sip by sip.

The news on TV was broadcasting Shiraishi Nagimitsu's speech.

Shiraishi Nagihiru wore a white shirt, a black suit, a standard short skirt and black high heels.

A pair of transparent, slightly shiny stockings wrapped around the plump long legs.

The light sheen of the stockings makes the legs look even whiter and more graceful.

"This government is absurdly increasing military spending and disregarding the lives of the people today."

"They abandoned their own people in a lie that appeared to be developed but was actually struggling to survive."

"The citizens of this country are suffering."

"Young people are unable to find satisfying jobs, and the suicide rate is rising year by year."

"Old people are wandering the streets, and patients can't get appointments with doctors or afford medicine."

"But insurance costs are getting more expensive every year."

"The economy is declining, the currency is devaluing dramatically, nuclear wastewater from Fukushima is still being discharged, and people in the earthquake-stricken areas are still living in shipping container houses ten years later."

"Now they're actually going to double the military budget?"

"Who gave them the power to waste the hard-earned tax dollars of the people on U.S. military bases?"

“This money doesn’t belong to them!”

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu finished speaking in one breath, slightly out of breath.

In the picture, Shiraishi Nagimitsu was panting, and her huge breasts were rising and falling violently, even the tight white shirt could not restrain them.

A complicated look flashed across Abe Noja's eyes.

Tom.

He put the red wine down heavily.

Her rival has become increasingly dazzling recently.

But this is not what Abe Nojaku cares about.

As a woman, she keenly noticed that Shiraishi Nagimitsu actually surpassed her in appearance and figure.

No longer neck and neck.

Yes, I didn’t see it wrong.

Shiraishi Nagi's skin is even fairer and smoother than before, and even her breasts are so much more elastic than before. Abe Noja pulled out her long legs that were being massaged by Asai Kinnosuke, and ignored her bewildered husband.

He stood up and walked over to the long glass case opposite the sofa.

There were hundreds of pairs of colorful stockings and high heels hanging inside.

She reached out and took out a pair of sheer, shiny stockings that were exactly the same as Shiraishi Nagi's.

Turn around and sit on the sofa.

She gracefully lifted one long leg and put her toes into the stockings.

Then her long legs pointed straight and diagonally towards the ceiling, and at the same time, she grabbed the edge of the stockings with both hands and pulled them.

The soft and elastic silk adhered to the skin of her long legs, sliding over her knees like water and stretching to the middle of her thighs.

Abe Noja looked at his long legs with a satisfied expression.

But when her gaze shifted from her own long leg in stockings to the long legs of Shiraishi Nagihiru on the TV screen.

His expression became serious and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

With a "squeak" sound.

She tore up the stockings she had just put on and threw them far away.

Bang-clang picked up a bottle of red wine and smashed it against the stocking cabinet.

The cabinet glass was smashed to pieces.

He walked into the inner room with a normal expression.

There was a strong doubt in my heart.

"Why? Why is it that the skin on my legs is not as shiny and elastic as hers when I'm wearing the same pair of stockings?"

"It wasn't like this before, why is it like this?"

"As a woman, I can't be worse than other women!"

Asai Kinnosuke sat on the ground and saw his wife, who was like a goddess in his heart, leave silently.

He didn't look until he saw Abe Nojaku's back disappear, then he turned to look at the cabinet of damaged stockings.

Then he looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu in the picture.

He seemed to understand something in his heart.

"This hateful woman"

It's time for me, as a husband, to do something.

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Keiko Minamikawa was very satisfied with this Waseda alumni cocktail party.

Needless to say.

I am the absolute and only focus of this cocktail party.

Everyone surrounds me and flatters me.

They laughed out loud even at jokes that they themselves found embarrassing.

Especially the miserable appearance of Masuda Ikawa and Momoeko made him feel even more relieved.

After apologizing to themselves, the two of them hurriedly found an excuse to leave.

All this is because of that mysterious man.

He was definitely not a small police officer, that was something Keiko Minamikawa was sure of.

But who is he?

Keiko Minamikawa sat in the Toyota Alpha that was sent to pick her up at home and thought carefully.

Looking out the window at the bustling scenery of Tokyo and the people coming and going.

Suddenly I felt a strong sense of loneliness.

Thousands of lights.

Is there one that belongs to you?

Arrived at a large villa in Edogawa district.

Keiko Minamikawa walked into the house.

Tomorrow is the day we agreed to have the whole family get together.

A fixed day every month.

No matter how busy my parents, younger brother and I are, I will turn them down.

Return home a day early.

In the past, my parents would wait in the living room for me and my brother to come home.

But why is the villa so dark and the lights are not on?
(End of this chapter)