Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 105 The Taste of the Teacher

Tokyo Medical University, Japan.

Reina Morisawa was lying in the intensive care bed, her face pale.

His bare shoulders were wrapped in thick bandages.

Unexpectedly, the first person to visit her was Jin Meiting.

"What? Is it really necessary to spend so much money?" Jin Meiting sat down gracefully and crossed her beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings.

Jin Meiting has a good impression of the widow of the seventh generation leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

They are both the same kind of people, exactly the same.

Not from a good background.

I have long been disillusioned with so-called love.

I don't believe in human nature either.

Along the way, I worked hard to climb up, using any means necessary.

They only believe in strength and only submit to strength.

Of course, it is better to have the strength in your own hands.

Reina Morisawa looked at the sexy Korean woman with purple hair in front of her. Her figure was the kind of plump and smooth that she admired.

Her legs were raised up, revealing her fair, round skin under the black stockings.

The thin and shiny black stockings outline the smooth curves of the legs.

The buttocks on the chair are plump and voluptuous.

The balloon is usually flattened on the seat.

"If I don't do this, how can I deceive those subordinates of the Yamaguchi-gumi?" Morisawa Reina smiled faintly, her pale face without makeup adding a touch of morbid beauty: "How can I justify not getting hurt and bleeding after such a blatant killing of most of the senior officials?"

"I don't have that much time to deal with them one by one. It would be best to kill them all at once while they are not prepared."

"Now, if we can just push the blame onto the Sumiyoshi-kai, Tokyo's top mafia organization, everything will be much easier."

"After that, I just need to sort out the troublemakers of the Yamaguchi-gumi again, and then I will have the entire Yamaguchi-gumi in my hands."

Jin Meiting nodded: "What if the rest of the people doubt you?"

"How could I not be suspicious? But what's the point of suspicion?" Morisawa Reina sneered, "Aren't the gangs all about money? Risking your life for a dead man? Why bother hanging out in the underworld? Just join the Self-Defense Forces."

"If I weren't here, these members of the organization would have been suppressed by the government and would have been selling milk tea and working as pimps. They would have only brute force, but what good would that do them?"

"They will definitely doubt me, but they won't doubt the money."

"What's more, my injury only gives them an excuse to deceive themselves."

"Even if they still have a little bit of loyalty, they will make excuses for themselves and back down."

"If you're so sure, then I've found the right person." Jin Meiting said, "I came to you because I need your help."

"I guessed it." Morisawa Reina smiled slightly: "There's no need to mention the word 'help'. You and I are both working for that man. There's no need to hide it."

Jin Meiting's lips curved up. "I still have to say a few words of courtesy. The thing is, one of my artists is going to participate in the upcoming Kansai Grand Prix."

"This little girl is very important. He gave her to me."

Reina Morisawa's expression turned serious and she motioned for Jin Meiting to continue.

"But there are a few wealthy individuals who want to go against me and promote other artists." Jin Meiting took out a piece of paper and handed it to Morisawa Rena: "Here are the names of those artists."

"I don't want the little girl's limelight to be stolen. I need this Kansai Grand Prix, everyone's attention will be on her."

"I will use my personal media to spread rumors about their financial and personal problems."

"Ms. Morisawa Reina, please send some of your men to harass them and their company, and take photos for me."

"I'll ask them to spread the photos on all social media apps."

Morisawa Reina took it and nodded, frowning at the injury on her shoulder. "No problem, we're good at these little things. Just pouring some paint, splashing some dirty water, and spraying some colorful ink. It's easy. If they use their connections to find me, I can pretend to investigate and get angry, and it will drag on for a few more days."

"This kind of business is more familiar to us than lending money."

"But these things can't continue. The government and the financial groups behind them will intervene."

"Then I'll trouble you." Jin Meiting stood up. "A few days will be enough. Before the Kansai Grand Prix, I'll give them a little trouble. Even if we clear things up, the Grand Prix will be over by then."

"You're welcome." Morisawa Reina said with a smile, "Since you're being polite, I'll be polite too. I also need your help with something."

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The Tokyo Women's University open sports field is just opposite the dormitory building.

Fang Zuo stood downstairs and watched Momoki Kanonai teaching on a skateboard in the sports field.

His small body was very agile. He ran around on his skateboard and soon became friends with the students.

"Uncle, are you peeking at me?" Momoki Kanonai suddenly came over on a skateboard and stopped abruptly.

The skateboard stood up and was held in his hand.

Fang Zuo shrugged, not knowing whether to do so or not.

"Uncle, do I look good?" Momoki Kanonna giggled and took off her long-sleeved and short-sleeved jackets while speaking.

Inside is a white vest with bare arms and a pink bear pattern in the middle.

The small body is very attractive.

The vest has a full and smooth curve.

As the arms are raised, the cuffs under the armpits reveal a black lace bra.

Something was thrown over and Fang Zuo caught it.

The fragrance fills your nostrils.

It was Momoki Kanonai who threw the coat over.

"Uncle, please hold it for me. Don't be so rude to my nice-smelling coat. It smells like my sweat."

Without waiting for Fang Zuo to object, he skated away again with a "swish".

A message sent by Sakura Kurumi.

Fang Zuo slung his coat over his shoulders.

Open your phone:

【Momoki Xiangnai. 】

【F cup?】

Fang Zuo looked up at the small figure in the distance.

It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.

She has an F cup for such a small body.

It's as big as her head.
【I studied for a double degree in theology and philosophy at Stanford University.】

【Major in the Old Testament, New Testament, History of Judaism, Buddhism, and I Ching and Bagua】

Theology and philosophy?
Even Buddhism and the I Ching and Bagua? Fang Zuo touched his chin. This little guy is really a child prodigy.

[American, Japanese descent, parents are high-tech artificial intelligence talents at Stanford University, immigrated to the United States early in life.]

【Kaname Momoki was born in San Francisco, USA. 】

[Momoki Kanona lives in the United States all year round. Except for a few trips back to Japan for vacation, she spends most of her time in North America.]

Good guy.

Not only is he a skateboarding champion, he also holds several sports championship titles.

Not only that.

He is also a master of Japanese kendo.

Several North American Japanese Kendo Championships champions.

"Uncle, don't be in a daze, continue."

Another cry.

Fang Zuoyi looked up.

A mass of something drew a parabola in the air and flew over.

Momoki Kanonai skated over on a skateboard and threw something over with a smile.

Get a look.

wig.

So much equipment.

"This can't be astringent either, the sweat smell inside will be even stronger."

Before the sound faded away, the person ran away again.

Fang Zuo shook his head and carried a bunch of things back to his office.

A small house next to the entrance to the women's dormitory building.

Ring, ring, ring.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Fang Zuo put his legs on the desk and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

A group of beautiful girls walked in one after another.

"Hey~~~Why is there an uncle here?"

"Hello, uncle!"

"Uncle, do you work here?"

"Uncle."

"Uncle, you are quite handsome."

"Hey~~~ This uncle doesn't talk, so cool!"

Fang Zuo was so annoyed by the shouting that he closed his eyes. At this time, he still felt that the fairies in Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Mountain were not bad. At least they were all cold and dumb.

He raised his eyebrows and turned the stool around so his back was facing the group of girls.

"Wow~~~ How cool!"

It even caused a burst of laughter.

I finally waited for this group of people to go upstairs.

A small hand patted Fang's left shoulder.

"It's on the table, get it yourself." Fang Zuo didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Thank you, uncle." Momoki Kanonai's voice came: "You are not bitter, are you?"

"Then I'll go."

There was a sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.

Fang Zuo frowned.

Study theology.

There is such a strong smell of incense on your body.

He rarely went back to Japan, but inexplicably came back to become a teacher.

Or this school where magic circles and bones are buried everywhere, and where there are many supernatural murders.

It's no coincidence at all.

What Sakura Kurumi said about the murderer being most likely the teacher was not wrong.

but.

What she didn't know was that if she changed her body, she wouldn't necessarily be just a teacher.

You can be a student this year and a teacher next year.

Or you may be a teacher this year, and find another teacher next year.

For example, this Momoki Kanonai.

Is it possible that he became a teacher again for no reason?

Fang Zuo really wanted to pull out his soul and take a look.

But the other party was able to hide so well in the gym last time, there is no guarantee that they won’t be able to do it this time.

What's more, he only pulled out a wisp of divine consciousness, which would alert the enemy.

A veteran evil god.

Great tonic.

Come play with me.

"Uncle, do I look good?" Momoki Kanonai ran down with a 'da, da, da' sound.
Fang Zuo raised his eyelids.

Momoki Kanonai took a bath.

Changed into a halter dress with small floral patterns.

Holding the hem of her skirt at an angle.

Looks playful and cute.

If she had a bit of a West Coast vibe at the beginning, now she's a real Sakura girl.

"What do you want to do again?"

Fang Zuo said impatiently.

(End of this chapter)