Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 164 Shiraishi Nagimitsu's Tenderness

Tokyo.

Prime Minister's Residence.

"Hello, Miss Saeko, please take a seat." The Prime Minister stood up to welcome her, raised his hand and said with a smile.

Saeko came to the Prime Minister's residence wearing a kimono, which was a change from her usual style.

But today she was dressed very casually, as if she was going on vacation.

She wore a simple sweater that exposed her arms, combed her long hair, wore two big earrings, and wore tight jeans and black high heels, which gave her a wild look like a European and American woman.

"Hello, Prime Minister. Haven't you finished discussing Washington's suggestions with your cabinet?" Saeko sat elegantly on the sofa, legs crossed. "I'm sorry to bother you again. They're pushing us really hard."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Saeko, but the consequences of this matter are truly too great for me and my cabinet to decide." The Prime Minister shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If we agree to this approach, bypassing Congress and the Constitution and establishing a joint command, I'm afraid we'll be nailed to the history books of Japan, forever."

"I came here with great expectations, Prime Minister, but I am very disappointed to hear your reply. Is this your final reply?" Saeko stood up and straightened her clothes.
"We didn't expect this response after all these days. Washington will definitely be very unhappy."

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, I must remind you that your eldest son is still reveling in North America, and your third son is still studying in the United States."

"Don't threaten me, Ms. Saeko. If this is the threat Washington asked you to convey, then I will respond by resigning. This is the final result of my discussion with my cabinet." The Prime Minister said in a deep voice:
"I know what Washington is up to. Now that fleets from eight NATO nations have arrived at Japanese ports, are you planning to open a second front in the north? Drag it into the quagmire of war, so it can never escape? A second maritime battlefield, huh?"

"If that's the case, Japan can only provide logistical support. We will never hand over the authority of the Maritime Self-Defense Force. We must be responsible for our people."

"Ms. Saeko, did you know that there's a sudden shortage of rice in the Japanese market, and the price of rice has risen from 17 percent to 25 percent?"

"Many supermarkets have stopped selling rice, and many citizens can no longer buy rice."

"But despite this, we still haven't opened up our food reserves. This is all to cooperate with your strategy."

"This is the last sincere gesture my cabinet and I can offer. Please convey this to Washington, Miss Saeko."

"Understood, Prime Minister." Saeko nodded. "I will pass this on to Washington."

After saying that, he nodded, stood up and walked out.

Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries Minister Tetsuichi Sakamoto watched the door close again and frowned as he asked, "Prime Minister, are you really going to resign?"

"I have this idea." The Prime Minister sat down dejectedly and pressed his brows: "I am old and can't bear too much pressure."

"But." Tetsuichi Sakamoto was about to say something, but the Prime Minister raised his hand to stop him.

"I'll think about it again. It's just an idea. Nothing has been decided yet."

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Inside the presidential suite of the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.

Several elderly people and middle-aged people in suits were sitting around discussing something.

Several people showed excitement on their faces.

"Everyone, based on the current situation in the Japanese market, the price of rice will increase by over 50% in the next few days, or even higher," one of the elders said excitedly. "If we sell all the grain our farmers' association has stored now, we can make a huge profit. The income will be very generous."

"Wait a little longer, don't rush to act," said another old man. "I've received reliable information from the cabinet. For some reason, they won't release their grain reserves to the market. If that's the case, the market price will rise even further. Fifty percent is nothing, one hundred percent is possible."

"Why isn't the cabinet releasing its grain reserves into the market? Is the information reliable?" a middle-aged man questioned. "Is it simply to avoid offending our farmers' association? I have a feeling there's something fishy going on."

"Don't think so much, Yamamoto. These big shots' affairs are not what we need to worry about. We only need to think about how much money we can make this time."

"But have you ever thought about this? Most of the grain stored by our agricultural association is seeds for next year. Is it really a good idea to sell it all?" Yamamoto said anxiously.

"What's the big deal if we run out of seeds? As long as we have money, we can just buy more when the time comes. Besides, since the government implemented the rice paddy reduction law, many farmers have switched to growing fruit, which can bring them greater profits. Fewer farmers still grow rice now, so the demand for seeds has naturally decreased."

"But we..." The middle-aged man named Yamamoto wanted to say more.

"Don't say buts, Yamamoto! You think too much, worry about this and that. Just go and run for election. Don't forget, we are businessmen! Businessmen make money the way they want." An old man in the middle shouted impatiently.

"That's it, Yamamoto. We all listen to the president. Don't worry about it."

"Okay." Yamamoto sighed and nodded.

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Chiyoda

Inside Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.

After Oda Yui came back, she was too tired from practicing dance, so she went to bed and fell asleep early after dinner.

In the bathroom.

Fang Zuo was lying in the bathtub.

Shiraishi Nagi's huge pair of penises were covered with shower gel bubbles and pressed on Fang's left chest to massage.

Easily covering Fang Zuo's entire chest.

"So, the price of rice has gone up a lot in the past few days? And it's out of stock everywhere?" Fang Zuo smelled the fragrance of shower gel and the rich peach scent emanating from Shiraishi Nagimitsu's body.

Close your eyes and enjoy the elastic softness and friction of your skin.

The bubbles on the shower gel burst as they were squeezed, and the light touch passed across his chest.

As Shiraishi Nagimitsu spoke, she closed her eyes and felt the wonderful sensation.

Even if you give a man a massage, it is yourself who gets the greatest pleasure.

"Yes, despite this, the cabinet government still refuses to release its grain reserves to the market." Shiraishi Nagimitsu's face flushed red, not sure if it was because of the heat or something else.

Her hair was tucked into a transparent shower cap. She looked up at the man and said, "At first, I suspected that the cabinet might be afraid of protests from the agricultural cooperatives, so they held off on releasing the reserve grain. But then I thought about it more carefully and I don't think that's the only reason."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu bit her lower lip, her eyes were so charming that they could squeeze out water. Although she was talking about serious matters, her voice gradually began to tremble.

"According to recent news, warships from other countries have visited Japan. I suspect the cabinet may have other ideas."

Fang Zuo closed his eyes and shook his head. "Your idea makes sense, but it's only based on current conditions. Perhaps there are even more conditions hidden in the past. Nothing in this world is isolated. There must be a necessary connection behind isolated incidents. You should..."

Before Fang Zuo could finish his words, he was suddenly startled. Shiraishi Nagimitsu had stopped massaging, stepped on top of him, took off the shower cap and threw it aside.

The little head shook, and the long hair spread out, falling on the smooth white shoulders, stained with some bath foam.

"Didn't we agree to talk about business?" Fang Zuo said with a playful smile.

"There must be a connection behind these isolated incidents." Shiraishi Nagimitsu bit Fang Zuo's ear, his breath sweet as orchid, and the water churned violently. "Isn't that what you said? If they're all isolated, they're bound to be connected."

Can it be understood this way?
OK OK.

Fang Zuo nodded, and he was indeed able to draw inferences about other situations.

The bathtub was full of water, but it was soon splashed to the bottom.

Until I changed a few places.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?"

Fang Zuo looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu, who was still wearing the black hip-hugging stockings that helped her sleep and maintain her figure, and was sitting on the sofa flipping through documents.

All the buttons on my old shirts have been broken.

Although there was still a blush on her little face and skin all over her body, she looked extremely serious, as if she was looking for something in the documents.

"What you said reminded me. I also think it's not as simple as it seems." Shiraishi Nagimitsu raised her little head and said. Without the support of the bra, her body bounced abnormally exaggeratedly.

"My first thought is that the cabinet is not willing to release the 150 million tons of rice in storage easily in order to avoid backlash from the agricultural cooperatives, as the rice harvest is approaching soon."

"Soon new rice will be harvested and enter the market. As long as people can hold on during this period, they will be fine. After all, there are still other foods such as noodles and fisheries, so famine will not occur."

"Or perhaps there really is a shortfall in the 150 million tons of grain reserves."

"But then I saw the news reports that there were so many warships from eight countries gathering in our port, and I felt that things might not be as simple as I thought."

"Perhaps these grain reserves are intended to cope with emergencies, so they dare not release them to the market. It's very likely that the cabinet has other preparations and has no choice but to do so. That's what I think."

"But what you just said made me think that we can't just use current events to make inferences, we should also look at things in the past."

"So I suddenly had some ideas and looked up some documents to see what relevant laws had been passed before."

Fang Zuo nodded: "I'm going to be out for a while, I have some things to do, you should go to bed early."

"Do you want to go out?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu put the documents aside, walked over on tiptoe, hooked his hands around Fang Zuo's neck, gave him a soft teasing, then squatted down and helped Fang Zuo put on his shoes one by one.

After standing up, she gave the man another light kiss: "Come back soon."

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Inside the Yoyogi Park Villa in Shibuya.

Abe Nosuke was lying on a huge European-style sofa, listening to soothing music, holding a goblet in his hand and gently shaking the red wine in the glass.

She closed her eyes and fell into thought, taking a sip of red wine from time to time. She was wearing a red long dress and barefoot.

Red lace stockings wrapped around the thighs.

The plump buttocks swayed back and forth as the toes gently and rhythmically moved.

Abe Nosuke suddenly thought of something, opened his eyes abruptly, took out his cell phone and made a call: "Go find me all the bills passed by the Prime Minister and the Cabinet after my brother's death."

On the other end of the phone, Asai Kinnosuke asked doubtfully, "What happened? Did you discover anything?"

"Yes, it's just a guess." Abe Nojaku's face was ashen. "I suddenly had a feeling that I was being used as a pawn by those hiding behind the scenes, and I didn't even know it. I've been gloating over it for the past two years."

"Those people hiding behind the scenes? Who?" Asai Kinnosuke said, "Your brother was assassinated. Wasn't it you who planned and organized all this?" "Don't ask anymore. Just do it immediately." Abe Nojaku raised his head and drank the red wine.

He hung up the phone and threw it on the sofa.

I paced back and forth, pondering the details, and the more I thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

Finally, the angry little hand squeezed hard.

Bang!

The long-stemmed wine glass was crushed into pieces and fell to the floor.

"Abe no Suzu, Abe no Suzu, you thought you were so smart and had everything under control, but it turns out you were still being played like this, and unknowingly became someone else's pawn."

Abe Nojaku took a deep breath and said fiercely.

Then she clapped her hands, suddenly turned her head and stared at the dark courtyard outside the balcony.

A disdainful smile.

[Shujutsu: Suzaku]

Flames quickly ignited behind Abe no Suzaku, and he transformed into a Vermilion Bird as big as a man. He spread his wings and soared into the darkness outside the balcony with his gorgeous wings carrying blazing flames.

As soon as the Vermillion Bird flame flew out, the dark place suddenly shone with brilliance, and a figure shrouded in holy light appeared, raising his hand.

A spear condensed from holy light shot out from his hand and accurately hit the rushing Suzaku.

The Vermillion Bird flapped its wings and turned into a ball of flame. The red flame glowed brightly and instantly swallowed up the spear condensed by holy light.

Then they both disappeared into the darkness.

[Skill: Azure Dragon]

Abe let out a cry, and the momentum behind him surged.

But before she could sell it, a flash of light appeared in the darkness, and the figure shrouded in holy light disappeared.

Abe Nojaku silently sensed the direction of the figure's escape, slowly retracted his momentum, looked into the distance, and frowned.

There were actually religious people who came to assassinate me.

who is it?

Judaism? Catholicism? Protestantism?

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Inside a high-end apartment in Edogawa, Tokyo.

After reporting the matter to Washington, Saeko returned to the apartment where she was temporarily staying.

After opening the door, a figure was sitting on the sofa in the dimly lit room.

"It's you?" Saeko turned on the light with a smile.

The man on the sofa had golden curly hair and looked as handsome as if his facial features were carved with a knife. He was wearing a black suit and a pair of polished leather shoes.

"Your Excellency the Disciple Knight David, long time no see." Saeko said with a smile.

"Pastor Saeko, the archbishop sent me to Japan to assist you." David said with a smile.

"Praise Archbishop, I'm confident now that you're here." Saeko took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and gave it to David: "Pure natural mineral water, I know this is the only one you drink."

"Thank you for remembering my preferences, Pastor Saeko." David took it, unscrewed it, and took a sip. "However, I am likely to disappoint Miss Saeko this time."

"Hmm?" Saeko raised her eyebrows. "Why? Sir David, do you have any questions about the person being assassinated?"

"I just went to Abe Nojaku's place." David put down his water bottle and stood up, looking at the night view outside the apartment window. "She's very strong. Even if the two of us attack her together, we won't be able to kill her in a short time. If we want to succeed with a sneak attack, I'm afraid we'll have to send someone else."

"Is this woman so powerful?" Saeko's expression changed. "This is beyond my expectations. What does the Disciple Knight mean?"

"I've already reported her strength to the bishop. Let's wait for news from North America." David turned around swiftly. "However, this woman is so powerful, which just proves that the woman predicted by the oracle is very likely her."

"I think it must be her," Saeko nodded in agreement. "We only launched a few plans against her, but she counterattacked and made us miserable."

"Even now, Air Force Vice Admiral Ricky Rupp is still troubled by the crowds surrounding him, and several naval bases have not yet lifted their travel bans."

"This woman is no ordinary woman," David said. "I've met several Onmyoji and seen quite a few Shikigami, but she has far more than one. The powerful auras emerging from her tonight must be at least five."

"Five Shikigami?" Saeko said in surprise, "Is the Disciple Knight right? It's already difficult for an ordinary Onmyoji to have one, and she has five?"

"Five is just the minimum, no more, no less, and each aura is far stronger than an ordinary Shikigami." David walked to the door, turned around and said, "Let's just leave it at that. Wait for news from North America. Right now, there's no way we can handle her with just the two of us."

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Tokyo Women's University.

Fang Zuo stood at the highest point and used his spiritual sense to investigate.

Nagano Rei seemed to have been drained of her energy by the final and the subsequent fierce battle, and she slept soundly in her dormitory.

There was a pile of sexy lingerie next to the bed, in various colors and styles.

She even wore one of them.

The scant fabric could only block it a little.

Revealing large areas of snow-white skin.

She still held the check in her hand, placed it against her chest, her beautiful eyes closed, her little face smiling, a flower-like expression on her face.

After praying, Momoki Kanonai lay down and then stood up, then lay down again, wandering back and forth in the dormitory, seeming to have something heavy on her mind.

At last it seemed that he had made up his mind.

She clenched her small fists and took a deep breath: "Come on, Momoki Kanonai."

Then the little body climbed onto the big bed.

I fell asleep in a short while.

Fang Zuo followed him to Momoki Kanonai's small world.

This time it was in a busy city.

I saw Momoki Kanonai walking on the busy street.

At the end of the street is an ancient Gothic cathedral.

Momoki Kanonai looked up at the cross statue of Jesus in the church.

Made a prayer gesture.

Then he took a deep breath and walked in.

Inside the old Gothic church.

Momoki Kanonai kneeled before a huge portrait of Christ.

"Lord, please listen to the prayer of your servant." Momoki Kanonai closed her eyes, crossed her hands and began to pray.

Fang Zuo stood quietly in the corner, staring at Momoki Kanonai.

suddenly.

The small world of the church began to collapse rapidly like a kicked-over building block.

The small world where Momoki Kanonai lived also began to collapse.

A powerful aura is approaching.

Fang Zuo's eyes narrowed.

Release a large amount of incense to cover your body.

Momoki Kanona's little world collapsed from the real scene into a black void.

Only Momoki Kanonai was left, her small body kneeling in the void.

Then the black void began to show colors again, constantly combining together, and soon turned into a huge castle.

The hall of the castle was filled with huge white candles and various gold and silver utensils.

Momoki Kanonai knelt on a huge blanket in the hall of the castle.

A grand and sacred voice echoed in the castle.

"Saint, are you going to break off your engagement with my descendant?"

The enormous pressure made Momoki Kanonai's small body tremble constantly.

A huge human-like figure with golden light all over its body fell from the sky. It was about three meters tall and had a pair of huge white wings behind it.

A tall figure landed in front of Momoki Kanonai, his face blurred.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Holy Spirit." Momoki Kanonai trembled all over and gritted her teeth as she said, "I want to break off my engagement with my disciple knight David."

(End of this chapter)