Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

The brilliance of this pun lies in the fact that Shang Qiujia was actually quite pleased to hear it.

Li Xinghe stroked Shang Qiujia's slightly protruding belly and teasingly nibbled on her ear:

"This is where the Emperor lives."

Shang Qiujia blushed, unsure how to explain things to the others later.

"Li Xinghe!"

Just then, Yukimi Higashikawa, accompanied by Hibari Ryuzaki, burst into the room next door.

In the dimly lit room, Yukimi-chan's sharp eyes had already spotted Li Xinghe fooling around with a woman.

Hearing Higashikawa Yukami burst in, Shang Qiujia was startled. Her clothes were disheveled, her suit jacket was unbuttoned, her bra was hanging on some railing, her panties were probably thrown on the throne and hanging on the tip, and her princess dress was unbuttoned, revealing cat hair covered with white dew. If Higashikawa Yukami saw this, how could she face him?

In her panic, Shang Qiujia quickly ducked under the throne, revealing her white little bottom.

Xue Shi Jiang came up and first saw Shang Qiu Jia with her butt sticking out, then grabbed Li Xing He:

"You're going to Korea without me, huh? Do you know how agonizing it is for me to stay at home in Tokyo, watching my mom and Nan Kadomi put on their lovey-dovey act every day?"

"Then...then can we go together next time?"

Li Xinghe asked tentatively.

"Get lost! I don't want to sleep in the same bed with either of them."

Unsatisfied, Higashikawa Yukami, seeing that the door to the Matsu-no-Ma room was closed and the room was dimly lit, gritted her teeth and kissed him.

Then, Yukimi-chan also wanted to sit on the emperor's throne, so she straddled it in one go. Her sensitive and smooth mons pubis swallowed the vast galaxy, trembling and leaving behind the love's union fluid in the juicy flower room.

"Where is the emperor's throne?"

Hibari Ryuzaki couldn't resist joining the fray.

Then, someone sent a message in a group chat, and several policewomen who lived nearby quietly opened the door and slipped in. In the dimly lit room where no one could see who was who, they met with the police chief...

People were fooling around on the Emperor's throne.

Li Xinghe had to emphasize:

"This is a throne, not a power outlet!"

"It's okay, just sit down."

With his voice muffled, Tsukishima Minami sat on Li Xinghe's lap, happily enjoying the pleasures of the emperor's throne.

At this moment, high heels, stockings, and bras and panties of various sizes were scattered all over the ground. Police uniforms and shirts were taken off and thrown around. Several skirts were hanging crookedly on the fence. It was unclear whose bra was pressing down on whose stockings, or whose high heels were hanging on whose lace panties.

While everyone was having a great time, someone outside shouted:

"Boss, boss, someone from the Imperial Palace came to ask when you're going to see Naruhito?"

"what!"

Then everyone remembered that the original owners of this dilapidated building, Naruhito and Masako, were still eagerly waiting for Li Xinghe.

As a result, Li Xinghe and the others had so much fun on the Emperor's throne that they forgot all about their business.

A low scream escaped her lips, and the women in the room frantically searched for their stockings, police boots, and high heels. Then they began arguing over whose bra it was, which escalated into a fierce competition over who owned it.

After some playful fighting, everyone finally managed to get dressed.

Many unspeakable marks were left on other people's seats.

After eating her fill, the little fox Shang Qiujia started shifting the blame, slowly wrapping her flesh-colored stockings around her toes and pulling them up little by little, complaining to Li Xinghe:

"It's all your fault! What were you doing playing those games?"

Is that my problem?

The group hurriedly wiped the room, barely managing to keep it in a proper state.

Yamato Keira walked over, looking around suspiciously, sensing that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

"What are you doing? Has anyone seen Ms. Katayama Mizuhisa? She said she was going to deliver the latest cabinet affairs records to the minister, but I can't get in touch with her for some reason. Not only can I not get in touch with Ms. Katayama Mizuhisa, but I can't even get in touch with the minister."

Shang Qiujia hurriedly squatted down under the seat, and then discovered that Katayama Mizuo was right next to her.

As a result, Musashi Hachima's eyes lit up, and she went to trick Yamato Kana:

"It's probably because the signal is bad here. You see, many old men don't have cell towers near their homes, so they often can't make contact with their phones. Wait a moment, she should be nearby."

A few minutes later, Katayama Mizuo wiped the white marks from his mouth, coughed twice, and ran out from behind the curtain of the Imperial Palace's high throne, pulling Yamato Kana along with him.

"Hey? Why are you running?"

……

Emperor Naruhito and Empress Masako, amidst their anxieties, finally welcomed Li Xinghe, this little rascal.

He seemed quite pleased with himself.

That's normal, after all, he just finished his conquest of South Korea and is currently enjoying the best of times.

The policewomen behind Li Xinghe looked a bit strange, and their gait was slightly awkward, as if they had an upset stomach or something stuck in their chest.

"What does Your Majesty wish to ask?"

Li Xinghe walked in and looked at the two elderly people.

Naruhito cautiously inquired:

"Um...we were wondering if my husband and I could consider skipping the cherry blossom viewing party tomorrow?"

When Naruhito was young, Emperor Showa, having served as a living god, still held some prestige and status. After his death, the Imperial Family's standing plummeted, and now they have to be subservient to Lee Sung-ha.

Li Xinghe had to criticize him:

"Mr. Naruhito, you should also know what the current status of the Imperial Family is."

Is it the Emperor?

No.

Is it possible for him to skip the cherry blossom viewing if he doesn't want to?

He has to go.

The idealized vision of Japan's return to power and its re-establishment as a divine nation, as fantasized by the Japanese right wing, is a dream that can never be relived. In the postwar system designed by MacArthur, the Japanese imperial family's actual status was that of seemingly noble prisoners, openly displayed to the public.

From MacArthur taking a photo of Showa next to him, to communists storming the Imperial Palace and dragging the Emperor's refrigerator out to parade through the streets, to the Imperial Household Agency torturing the Imperial Family, all these punishments of the Imperial Family, which clearly stipulate in the Japanese Constitution that the Emperor has no real power, are part of the post-World War II order.

For decades, those within the Imperial Household Agency have been legally and legitimately tormenting the Imperial Family, causing chaos and stagnation, while simultaneously profiting immensely from the family. Meanwhile, Shang Qiujia, wanting to move out and live independently, had to save money, and the Japanese did little to help. They didn't truly care about the personal suffering of the Imperial Family; they simply needed a puppet to appear at the opportune moment. For the post-war victims and the Japanese people, witnessing the Imperial Family's torment was a reasonable emotional response.

Japanese politicians and bureaucrats share the same attitude. They have no intention of giving the Emperor any chance of being reinstated; a clay puppet must be made to look like a puppet.

Faced with an increasingly perilous situation, Deren and his wife began to prioritize their own safety:

"But... we have no interest in politics anymore. If possible, I would love to step down and make way for a more capable person."

The old man is very sensible.

Li Xinghe held Deren in even higher regard, but also said:

"No need, no need. After the cherry blossom viewing party is over, I will build you a separate palace in the harbor area. You can get away from the supervision of the Imperial Household Agency there and have a freer life."

Even clay puppets need to find a suitable owner.

Naruhito and Masako are now required to follow Li Xinghe's orders in all their actions.

Considering Empress Masako's tragic past, Li Xinghe also made an additional promise to her: "At that time, I will also confer the title of the eldest princess, Aiko, and establish her as a separate princess. Even if she chooses to marry a mortal, I will ensure her happiness for the rest of her life."

Given the current situation, Naruhito and his wife silently nodded in agreement.

……

Japan's annual cherry blossom viewing party, spearheaded by the Imperial Family, is now primarily used as a tourism promotion event. It involves gathering a large group of Chinese, veteran politicians, and diplomats from various countries at Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, where admission is 500 yen, and then awkwardly praising the cherry blossoms.

Therefore, before the event, Japanese cultural and tourism authorities are often quite active, going around looking for people to approve and organize the event.

This year, Japan is very special.

The Prime Minister is heartbroken and is currently hiding at his old home in Yokosuka, drinking with his mistress. In reality, the person in charge of the day-to-day operations is Lee Seong-ha, the Minister of Cabinet Affairs.

But today, Li Xinghe went to the Imperial Palace and had a party with his subordinates on the Emperor's throne. So, the person sitting in his seat was his wife, Shika Michika Emi, the leader of the House of Representatives.

This graceful and poised beauty sat in Li Xinghe's chair, stamping official documents with Li Xinghe's seal.

Across from her, the large-framed, stunningly beautiful Shui Jingtianping pushed up her glasses and looked at her with amusement:

"Kishida Fumio is currently in Ginza, Suga Yoshihide is hiding in Taitung, Mogi Toshimitsu has fled to Saitama Prefecture, Koizumi Shinjiro and his son are both in Yokosuka City, and Takaichi Sanae is currently leading the opposition near Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden. It seems that Takaichi Sanae has become the big boss in the former prime minister's camp that has been pushed forward this time."

This seems to be a characteristic of postwar Japanese politics, where easily blamed and manipulated women are thrust into the limelight. If something goes wrong, it's always the Japanese woman's fault; if nothing goes wrong, it's the woman orchestrating everything from behind the scenes. This is the case for most female members of the Japanese House of Representatives and the House of Councillors. Even Yoko Kamikawa and Sanae Takaichi are not immune.

Lu Yuchi Hua Yingmei rolls her eyes at her best friend with whom she has a love-hate relationship:

"My only concern right now is the movement of the Maritime Self-Defense Force officers."

The Air Self-Defense Force (ASDF) wanted to go head-to-head with Li Xinghe, but they had already lost. The Imperial Palace had been bombed into the bunker that Li Xinghe was about to build. The ASDF couldn't do anything about Li Xinghe. Without the support of ground troops, how could the air force possibly achieve anything?

Therefore, there is one and only

There was a group of junior and mid-level officers in the Maritime Self-Defense Force, a black box area beyond Li Xinghe's control. Li Xinghe didn't know how these officers would react.

Just then, a helpful assist came from his hometown.

Following the Shandong aircraft carrier's appearance in the waters off Tokyo Bay for military exercises and subsequent departure, the Liaoning and Fujian aircraft carrier strike groups entered the Sea of ​​Japan and the Pacific Ocean from the north and south respectively.

The Liaoning carrier strike group is active near the Sea of ​​Japan, while the Shandong and Fujian carriers are in the Pacific Ocean, wandering around the waters between Tokyo, Iwo Jima, and Guam. The cyber war between early warning aircraft is in full swing, forcing the US military to retreat back to Yokosuka and Guam.

The three carrier strike groups were active together near Japan, leaving the Maritime Self-Defense Force with no time to spare.

The elegant legs of the water mirror balance scale:

"He can definitely control the army. But you, won't you upset him by using his seal directly?"

Hua Yingmei, with a hint of annoyance, slapped herself while working:

"Hmph, he went to Koizumi's house, used Koizumi's seal, slept with Koizumi's ex-wife, sat at Koizumi's table, even drank Koizumi's ex-wife's breast milk, and heard his daughter call him 'Daddy.' What's wrong with me using his seal to sign an order? He sleeps with women and I still have to work for him; he should thank me."

That being said, Hua Yingmei and Mizukage Tenpyo are actually discussing the new political landscape in Japan after the collapse of the Liberal Democratic Party.

As Makiko Tanaka said, the Liberal Democratic Party, which has dominated Japanese politics for decades, is already dead, and this time it has been completely buried.

Soon, the official document approved by Shika Yuchi and Hidemi was delivered to the Imperial Palace Police Quarters.

Xiao Chuzhang and his group, who had already checked in, immediately mobilized their manpower:

"Important! The Cabinet Secretariat has ordered the raid on the Tokyo Customs House! Arrest Yoshiki Usukiri, the head of the Tokyo Customs House, immediately. We're on our way to their house."

He Yang, carrying a large sword, sat with the Cabinet Special Forces in an American Guardian armored vehicle, traversing the dark streets of Tokyo.

Armored vehicles brushed past ordinary family cars, and the streetwalkers and tourists presented a stark contrast, as if they were from two different worlds. Teammates from China pressed their faces against the car windows, peering out at Tokyo.

"This is Tokyo."

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Author's Note: Thank you all for your support. 5100 words. As expected, my condition was worst in the afternoon...

Chapter 705: April Fool's Day Massacre, Cherry Blossom Day Coup (5700 words)

4 month 1 day.

The long-awaited early spring cherry blossom viewing day is about to begin at Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden.

Since that photo of Shang Qiujia's pregnant belly taking center stage circulated, today seems particularly different.

Several former prime ministers, including Fumio Kishida and Yoshihide Suga, and even Shigeru Ishiba, stood among the guests, whispering amongst themselves.

Where is Li Xinghe?

"I heard he went to celebrate his eldest daughter's first birthday."

Which eldest daughter?

"The one he had with his Ukrainian mistress..."

The prime ministers gossiped about Li Xinghe, thinking he probably wouldn't come today. Many guests were overjoyed; as long as Li Xinghe didn't come, there wouldn't be any awkwardness, and everything in Japan could continue to function normally.

In reality, all of this was a smokescreen put out by Li Xinghe.

Not far away at Shinjuku Gyoen National Palace, Naruhito and his wife were upstairs preparing their attire for the ceremony, while downstairs, Lee Sung-ha and his group were secretly plotting.

Li Xinghe said apologetically to Guo Bun Yueya: