Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

I don't know who's spreading the rumor that Dongchuan Xueshi will be replaced after he's done with it, and that the police officers of the Ninth Division of the Public Security Bureau can line up to collect mugwort, and that many female police officers are standing at the door eavesdropping.

Enraged, Yukimi-chan burst out of the room and unleashed a flurry of punches, sending the policewomen fleeing in terror.

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Author's Note: Thank you all for your support. 4400 words. I wanted to write more erotic content, but I'm too busy.

Chapter 647: Lust is Justice, and the Monarchy Should Return to the Past! (4500 words)

Comic, or fan-made comics, is a type of fan-made comic book.

As the world's largest doujinshi (fan-made comics) sales platform, although its theme is all kinds of doujinshi, it has still become a place where erotic comics are the main focus and doujinshi exchange is secondary, thanks to the joint efforts of the organizers and users with erotic demands.

The event lasted three days and was packed with 25 visitors each day. Inside, female mascots with ropes hanging from them posed provocatively, while outside, countless plus-size women and women with revealing photos posed for photos. Small groups chatted quietly in the corners, and the entire venue was a mix of commercialization and cliquishness, with all sorts of strange and bizarre people.

This place used to be a gathering of pirated dogs, hated by everyone from the government to ordinary citizens. Now it's a carnival for netizens all over the world. Tourists from China, Japan, South Korea, Vietnam, the United States, Europe and other countries flock here, forcing major TV stations in Tokyo to rack their brains to find a wholesome shot without pornographic images, erotic pictures and comics, and to find a good angle for the Japanese to win.

For example, 'Japan's advanced anime culture attracts tourists from all over the world' and 'Less lenient but not lax laws protect the rights of doujinshi and original authors', etc.

Or interview a rich Chinese guy and ask him some questions that are very saccharine and anime-heavy.

Of course, there are also some quirky self-media personalities who publish brain-dead political declarations:

"This year, the majority of the characters in the entire venue are from Chinese and Korean mobile games! Even among the domestic products, most are commercial products like FGO and Uma Musume Girls, with only a small portion being truly niche works! We should drive them all out! Let doujinshi return to their most authentic spirit! Does anyone still remember Onmyoji, Macross, and Nekopara...?"

Unfortunately, this kind of person wasn't welcomed at the event, and everyone avoided him.

To engage in political commentary in a place that promotes pornography is like taking a dump in a restaurant—it's downright insane.

"Sex is justice! Oppose political interference!"

The otaku voiced their protests, and together they opposed the restrictive legislation passed by the gentlemen in parliament.

At the scene, after Higashikawa Yukami's fists sent the policewomen scattering, everyone got back to their business and began patrolling and searching the area.

Soon, the monitoring department reported a strange message:

"Someone was carrying a gun."

Having already suffered losses at comic conventions twice in a row, Section 9 of the Public Security Bureau immediately mobilized as a whole. They absolutely could not allow any more problems to arise at the comic convention this time.

For the person who was loitering around with a gun, plainclothes policewoman first called him to a corner, then Musashi Hachima stepped forward and punched him, making him dizzy. Then Tsukishima Minami and others dispersed and drew their guns, subdued the person, and handcuffed him.

Li Xinghe squatted down and asked curiously:

Which department are you from?

This person replied angrily:

"I'm from the National Security Bureau, this is National Security!"

When did the National Security Bureau establish an intelligence organization? As an affiliated agency of the National Security Council, the National Security Bureau actually only has a few liaison teams. The bureaucrats inside are typical supervisory teams. In Li Xinghe's memory, there is no department that actually goes into battle armed.

"Find your boss."

Li Xinghe tossed his phone to the man.

Soon, Takeo Akiba arrived in person.

He came to rescue his subordinate with a smile, then apologized to Li Xinghe: "Sorry, I didn't expect to be caught by your men. It seems his abilities are still lacking."

Li Xinghe looked at Qiu Yewu suspiciously:

"Is there any need for a bureau chief like you to be loitering around in a place like this?"

"Want to find a Chinese restaurant to talk?"

Akiba Takeo was alluding to the shooting incident involving Kishida Fumio.

"Screw you, I don't want to get shot in the ass."

With that, Li Xinghe invited Qiuye Wufu to the conference room on the top floor.

It's not a coincidence that prime ministers gather in Chinese restaurants. In Nagatacho's political discourse, eating at a Chinese restaurant signifies being approachable, because the Japanese food industry is full of various affordable, modified Chinese restaurants, including Japanese ramen and other dishes that are adapted from Chinese cuisine. So eating here means being friendly with Japan's working class.

Prior to this, the public had long been dissatisfied with politicians and the wealthy indulging in lavish lifestyles in upscale restaurants, giving rise to the term "restaurant politics," a term used to describe politics held in seclusion. Therefore, dining together in open, unassuming restaurants became a political symbol.

Unfortunately, secrecy is in the nature of politicians.

When prime ministers and members of parliament want to express their approachability to the people in Chinese restaurants, but also need to engage in behind-the-scenes politics, high-end Chinese restaurants that emphasize Chinese cuisine, have high prices, and offer private dining venues naturally become the second type of high-priced restaurant.

The two were in a corner, and Li Xinghe, with great emotional intelligence, lit a cigarette for Qiu Yewu.

The old man asked, "I am the director of the National Security Bureau. Recently, the CIA in Japan seems to be making a lot of moves. It seems there are some things you haven't told me directly?"

Akiba Takeo began to have some doubts about Li Xinghe.

What this kid did has far exceeded the scope of his authority.

Li Xinghe did not reveal his identity, but went straight to:

"The US wants to replace its prime minister in order to extort money from the Democracy Defense Fund. I advise Director Qiuye not to get involved in this, otherwise he may get himself into trouble."

Beneath Akiba Takeo's pale eyebrows, a glint of light flashed in his eyes:

"Is this a threat?"

"I am offering advice."

Li Xinghe emphasized.

"I'll consider it, Mio."

Unable to get any answers, but already knowing the Americans' objectives, Takeo Akiba took his leave.

Li Xinghe was already quite familiar with him and knew that the old man would play it safe in crucial moments, but as a member of the Japanese government...

Even at the highest point of security, he began to suspect Li Xinghe, which shows that Li Xinghe had become so conspicuous that he could no longer be hidden within the intelligence system.

At this point, it's no longer a question of whether to hide it or not, but rather how to shut others up.

Li Xinghe threw away the lighter and said to Dongchuan Xueshi, who arrived shortly afterward:

"It's time for this old man Qiuye to step down."

"Go get him?"

"Get it done."

Higashikawa Yukami nodded confidently. Now that the power of the Tokyo CIA had been reorganized, putting pressure on the Japanese bureaucrats was a worthwhile challenge.

Then she left early to go to the Qingshan Command Headquarters to discuss things with other people.

Just as Higashikawa Yukami was leaving, Kokubun Makabe, dressed in a long dress and black stockings, with an elegant and refined appearance, strolled into the venue.

Sally's group is clearly closely connected to Li Xinghe, and has recently been harassed by a group led by the Vice Minister of Finance, Shinkawa Hiroshi. However, this doesn't affect the overall situation, so Kokubun Makabe is here to visit her best friend, Yamato Kana.

Meanwhile, Yamato Keira was secretly hiding under the booth. These past few days, she had been bewitched, constantly digging out the erotic photos of a woman being stuffed with a big dildo that Takajo Mayu had accidentally sent out.

She was arrested by Makabe Kokubun while she was looking at the photos again.

"Ha! So you were secretly watching... Wow..."

Kokubun Makabe, seeing the opportunity, was delighted and immediately forwarded the photo to himself.

Seeing Yamato Kana's blushing face, Kokubun Makabe pinched her cheek: "Still not successful?"

"No."

Kokubun Makabe, who is always audacious, believes that as long as he dares to attack, Li Xinghe can be easily defeated, and that Yamato and her gang are too stupid.

Kokubun Makabe sighed and began to teach Yamato Kana:

"Come on, Ke'er, let me teach you how to do it this way..."

Then she took Yamato and Kerr to the lounge and chatted quietly with several female police officers, telling them about her plan.

"Hey, honey. Do you like this?"

Kokubun Makabe plopped down next to Li Xinghe, sitting sideways beside him, and pulled out a book labeled "The Blindfolded Nun".

"Oh? You like it."

Li Xinghe said it casually.

"Give it a try."

Then he was blindfolded.

"Am I that nun?"

The blindfold, or rather, a semi-transparent stocking, allowed Li Xinghe to vaguely see someone in front of him.

Then he felt his pants being unzipped, and a nimble tongue awakened the Great Galaxy, teasing it to raise its head.

Then, Kokubun Makabe pulled Yamato Kana to his side and quietly taught her how to lick in a fun way.

"what happened?"

Li Xinghe was blindfolded, but he was obviously aware of the common sense that a woman cannot have two tongues.

Then, it seemed like even more people wandered in.

Li Xinghe raised a strange question:

"No, who's here?"

The policewomen quietly closed the room.

Musashi Hachimajo was extremely grateful to Kokubun Makabe:

"Makabe still takes care of us; Yukimi always eats alone."

If one person kisses for a while, everyone commits a crime, and then the law will not punish everyone.

……

Meanwhile, as C112 was in full swing and netizens were celebrating the Lunar New Year, CIA employees were receiving double pay and preparing to launch a massive offensive.

Osaka Prefecture's economic bankruptcy problem became even more serious. In order to fight against Nobuyuki Baba, Hirofumi Yoshimura forcefully pushed forward the old city renovation plan of Osaka Prefecture, sending a large number of police to expel tens of thousands of poor people from their homes, preparing to renovate the area and sell it to international investors, namely Chinese buyers.

The displaced poor naturally joined the New Reform Party, because only this largest party in the city council provided them with living allowances, money, food, and even helped arrange accommodation. The only price was participating in their activities and listening to their sermons every day.

In the course of daily propaganda, radicals were gradually selected from tens of thousands of poor people.

As Christmas approached, it was already the end of mid-December, and the poor were still being ruthlessly evicted by the Osaka government. The resentment that had been building up in their hearts could no longer be contained.

So, the Meiji Restoration Party members, holding torches high, lined up in a procession on a drizzly evening and began a torchlight parade in the center of Osaka Prefecture.

At this point, noticing that the emotional buildup was in place, the CIA agents began a shift in their emotional focus:

"We're marching on Tokyo!"

"Marching towards Tokyo!"

They shouted and marched with torches toward the train station.

Nobuyuki Baba realized something was wrong.

He seems to have been sidelined in this movement. Is he still in charge now?

Why are his commands always distorted?

But he could no longer make a sound; his microphone had been cut off.

A CIA agent who instigated independence in Okinawa is now inciting a restoration of imperial rule in Osaka Prefecture:

"Today's Japan has become a new Tokugawa Shogunate. They are incompetent, corrupt, and blindly follow the even more incompetent and fanatical United States, just as Japan once followed the decadent and backward Qing Dynasty. Now times have changed, and Japan should reform itself to change this corrupt and incompetent Liberal Democratic Party Shogunate system. If the United States opened up the Japanese people through the Black Ships incident, then this year's Ryukyu independence and China's White Ship incident should serve as a warning to the Japanese people that we are now in an era where the strong prey on the weak!"

Another agent pointed out the problem:

"Bullshit! The Liberal Democratic Party is not the Shogunate at all! They are the Shogunate's dogs. The real Shogunate is the Yokota Shogunate General based at Yokota's base!"

Yes, the US can exploit Japan relentlessly, from 30 billion, 80 billion, to now 100 billion US dollars, with annual expenditures of tens of trillions of yen, which are purely for the US's enjoyment. What is this if not a colonial government?

"Down with colonial slaves! Down with the Yokota Shogunate!"

"Restore the imperial rule! Restore the great power!"

The voices of the people became increasingly radical, and some agents even began to guide them to believe that overthrowing the Liberal Democratic Party government and bringing back the Emperor for a second Meiji Restoration could solve the problem.

People continue to be radical:

"Destroy the Liberal Democratic Party!"

"Osaka-Kyoto should be made the capital again, the Emperor should return here, and a true constitutional monarchy should be established!"