Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 182 The Witch Who Fell into Depravity

"You mean, there is someone controlling the headmaster Sakura Sora Kurumi behind the scenes?" Ashiya Dosan was kneeling on a futon, listening to Feng Dielian's introduction with his eyes closed.

"Yes, they just said it casually, and Yingkong Kurumi immediately returned to the National Security Agency to release the person. Because of this incident, a section chief was dismissed and his family was expelled from Tokyo." Feng Dielian said respectfully: "Even in the end, the Cabinet Minister of Transportation intervened, but they still ignored it, not hesitating to offend him."

"You have a good idea. Even Sensoji doesn't know about the advancement of her Shikigami's spiritual tool, so it's impossible for her to do it on her own." Ashiya Dosan opened his eyes, a pair of pupils flashing with brilliance. Behind him, a white mask as tall as a person slowly floated out, and his facial features flickered strangely.

"Go ahead and do it. When you're done using the artist mask, you can come back to me. If you gather any information, please inform me immediately. Don't worry, I will take good care of you as the only remaining bloodline of the Shimazu family."

"Yes, he is still young, and he is born with some defects, so I'll leave him to you, adults." Feng Dielian lowered her head, a helpless look on her face.

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Kyoko Sasaki and Nako Ishizawa walked out of the hotel and entered the elevator.

Kyoko Sasaki pressed the elevator button for the hotel parking lot on the second floor below ground level.

"Hey~~Don't go to the basement." Ishizawa Nako quickly pressed the next floor: "That's the hotel parking lot."

"Aren't we going to the parking lot?" Sasaki Nozomi asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say you borrowed a car to pick us up?"

"Oh, I didn't park here. I parked it in the ground parking lot near the auxiliary building." Ishizawa Nako was a little embarrassed, and sighed, "You don't know how different the treatment of the rich and the poor is in places like Tokyo. The value of the car I borrowed is too low to be parked in the underground parking lot. Besides, I'm not a guest of this hotel."

"Let alone the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo, even if you go to a regular entertainment venue or even some commercial parking lots, if your car isn't very good, you won't be allowed to park in these convenient parking spaces. You'll have to park elsewhere."

"The underground parking spaces at the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo are reserved for the wealthy and their luxury cars. Ordinary people like us don't have access to such privileges."

So that’s how it is. It’s worthy of being Tokyo. Kyoko Sasaki nodded.

The elevator door opened and the two people just walked out of the elevator.

A driver wearing a suit and white gloves came up from a distance.

"Ma'am, do you need a car?"

Kyoko Sasaki was stunned. Talk to me?

I looked around and found that I was the only one here, Nako Ishizawa.

And Ishizawa Nako was still looking at him with a questioning look.

"Madam, I picked you up from the airport." The driver bowed respectfully.

"Oh, yes, it's you." Sasaki Kyoko didn't recognize him for a moment. After hearing what the driver had just said, she was a little uncertain: "You mean, can I use the car?"

"Of course, you can tell me where to go at any time during your stay at the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo. I have already given you instructions. This car and I will be on standby at any time during this period. We only need to serve you, madam," said the driver.

"Of course we need a car. Where is it? Is it the parking lot downstairs?" Before Kyoko Sasaki could answer, Nako Ishizawa quickly interrupted.

"Yes, the car is in the parking lot downstairs."

"Let's go, we'll go down now." Ishizawa Nako looked very excited.

The private car of the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo is definitely better than the BMW he borrowed.

Sasaki Kyoko hesitated for a moment and bowed slightly: "Then I'll leave it to you. Please take us to a banquet."

It was the same Rolls-Royce Phantom that had come to pick us up at the airport, now on its way to the banquet venue.

Nako Ishizawa excitedly looked around the car from the back seat.

"Luxury cars are indeed different. Not to mention my shabby car, even the one I borrowed is far inferior. Look at this starry sky ceiling, my god." Ishizawa Nako whispered to Sasaki Kiko:
"Xizi, who exactly is your brother-in-law? Why haven't you ever mentioned him? Even if the president of the Empire Hotel is his friend, he can't have a personal driver and a Rolls-Royce following you around every day."

"I really don't know." Sasaki Kyoko frowned beautifully: "You also know that my husband died not long after I got married. I didn't even know him completely. How could I be so familiar with this brother-in-law?"

"I only heard from my husband that he has a bad reputation. He's idle and has no proper job. He often borrows money everywhere. He and his brother are very bad friends. We haven't even been in touch for many years."

"Look, there's a refrigerator here, and there's champagne and champagne glasses in it." After asking, Ishizawa Nako explored the back seat of the car on her own, with no intention of listening at all, and pulled down the armrest in the middle of the back seat.

Inside was a refrigerator with a bottle of champagne.

Nako Ishizawa took out an exquisite crystal champagne glass and clinked it gently.

There was a crisp sound of 'ding'.

"Wow, even the champagne flutes are so high-end. The sound of clinking the glasses is so ethereal, completely different from the sound of clinking the glasses at home."

"Did you listen to me?" Kiko Sasaki rolled her eyes.

"Listen, so what? The past isn't important. What's important is the present." Ishizawa Nako carefully put the champagne glass back. "You're not young anymore. It's such a waste to be alone for so many years."

"Here we go again. Do women always need men?" Kyoko Sasaki looked out the car window, not intending to pay attention to this woman who had become more free-spirited since her marriage.

"Hey, it's only natural for a woman to want a man. What era is this?" Ishizawa Nako disdainfully stretched out her hand and patted Sasaki Kyoko just like she did in the hotel. She whispered, "If I had your looks and your treasure, I'd want to play with all the men in Tokyo. Don't you know the men in Shinjuku's host clubs right now? Oh my god, there's one as handsome as Yamada Ryosuke."

"Oh, I'm really going to get mad if you keep filming me." Kyoko Sasaki's plump, soft flesh was squeezed against each other, and even the thong fabric couldn't contain it. She whimpered and blushed at the friction. She stole a glance at the driver in front of her who was not looking away, then turned her head to look out the window: "I don't want to bother with you. You're getting more and more exaggerated."

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Rena Morisawa saw that Miyagi Muko didn't notice her and kept posing in front of the live camera.

She recalled the time they spent together.

She used to take such good care of herself and was so motivated.

Not only does he work several jobs, he also works hard to enroll in various classes.

Why are you back in Tokyo now?

"Xiangzi." Rena Morisawa said softly.

Miyagi Muko was stunned, turned her head and looked at Morisawa Rena with a puzzled look.

"It's me, Reina Morisawa."

Miyagi Mukoko then showed a shocked expression, covering her mouth with her hands and looking at Morisawa Rena in disbelief.

"It's me." Rena Morisawa nodded slightly.

"Kana??" Miyagi Xiangzi's eyes were filled with tears, and she shook her head desperately, "It's really you, it's really you."

After saying that, he dropped the live broadcast and rushed over, hugging Rena Morisawa tightly.

"It's so good to see you again! Wuuuuu." Miyagi Xiangzi burst into tears: "I'm so happy!"

"Me too, me too!" Reina Morisawa's eyes were red: "The moment I saw you in the car, I couldn't believe it was you."

"In the car?" Miyagi Xiangzi broke away from the hug, her face tearing up with excitement. "That Maybach just now? I thought that rich lady looked a bit like you, but I didn't recognize her."

"What's the big deal about being a rich wife or not? Come on, follow me back." Rena Morisawa took Miyagi Mukako's hand.

"No, I still have to live stream." Miyagi Xiangzi shook her head: "I owe them a lot of money."

"Really?" Morisawa Reina frowned and looked at the burly man standing nearby. "No need to pay it back, no need to pay it back!" The burly man quickly shook his head and waved his hands, "I am also terminating Ms. Miyagi Mukako's contract immediately."

"What? Can't I pay back this little money from you?" Rena Morisawa sneered.

"No, no, no, I absolutely don't have such thoughts." The burly man was so frightened that he quickly bowed deeply. "It's a rare honor to meet you, Madam. How can I ask for money? Just consider it a small token of my appreciation."

"Take it." Morisawa Reina took Miyagi Mukaiko's hand and walked out the door, signaling the subordinates next to her to take care of the matter.

"Kana, you, you!" Miyagi Makoto followed Morisawa Rena out of the building in shock.

"Me what?" Morisawa Reina smiled at Miyagi Mukaiko and said, "Let's talk in the car."

Miyagi Mukoko nodded repeatedly, and when she saw Morisawa Reina sitting in the back seat first, a smug smile flashed across her face.

"It's very successful, isn't it? My acting skills are really good." She snorted in her heart.

Then he smiled and got into the car.

Reina Morisawa held Miyagi Mukaiko's hands.

The two of them sat in the back row holding each other and talking about their lives over the years.

"So, that's how you got into gambling?" Morisawa Reina sighed. "I thought you were living well overseas."

"That's right." Miyagi Xiangzi lowered her head in frustration.

"It's okay, just follow me from now on." Morisawa Reina said with a smile, "You will gradually get rid of your gambling addiction in the future."

"Is it okay? Is it really okay?" Miyagi Makoto raised her little face, her beautiful eyes wide open, looking at Morisawa Rena with a longing expression.

I don’t know if he’s asking about living together or quitting gambling.

"Of course, we made a promise before, didn't we? Whoever has more money will support the other." Morisawa Reina smiled and said, "As for gambling, don't worry, no underground casino in Tokyo will dare to accept you from now on. Just go play mahjong with the old ladies in the park."

The two of them talked happily and kept recalling their past lives.

"Look, a lot of your old photos are in my phone." Morisawa Reina took out her phone and flipped through it. "Every time I change my phone, I import these old photos into the new one. Although the pixels back then weren't very clear, they often remind me of you and the days we used to be together."

"Kana, thank you!" Miyagi Xiangzi leaned over to look at the old photos of "herself", and a touched expression appeared on her little face.

He leaned over and gently hugged Rena Morisawa.

"I should thank you." Morisawa Reina patted Miyagi Muko's back with an older sister's look on her face. "You used to take care of me, distribute lunch boxes to me, bring me dinner every day, and teach me to speak English. Now, let me take care of you."

As the two were talking, the vehicle quickly arrived at the Tokyo Ariake Arena.

The elevator door opened, and inside the huge alloy fighting arena, various fights were taking place in dozens of small fighting cages.

There is no deception or conspiracy here, only absolute strength and absolute tyranny.

There were no tears, only blood, and the audience's high-handed betting and wanton cheering.

"I always thought that a large part of Japan's underground world was within my control." Morisawa Reina looked at the huge alloy fighting arena and exclaimed, "I didn't expect that there was such a huge and powerful fighting world underground."

"Madam, these underground fighters are not weak, and there are quite a few from abroad," said a white-haired old man. "Many of them also have the aura of the demon tribe, and there are also things that I can't identify. In short, they are very powerful."

It was also the first time that Miyagi Xiangzi saw everything in this underground arena, and a dark aura flashed in her eyes.

After the ancient Izumo clan was defeated in the war, the entire ancient country retreated to the Izumo Yinyang land for many years and has been worshipping the goddess Izanami.

I originally thought that my clan had accumulated enough strength, and through the Yamaguchi-gumi I had already understood the distribution of power in modern society.

But there are so many inexplicable forces that have appeared.

"What's wrong? Do you want to bet here again?" Morisawa Rena saw that Miyagi Muko's expression was a little strange, so she patted her shoulder gently and said jokingly.

"No, I've never seen such a violent place." Miyagi Xiangzi huddled behind Morisawa Reina: "This world is suddenly different from the world I know."

"Just watch and see, don't be too surprised." Morisawa Reina slowly walked towards the depths of the fighting arena: "This world is indeed different from what you know."

After the notification.

Reina Morisawa came to a simple training room.

Zhang Benhe came out with a smile. "Your purpose is the same as Miss Jin's, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang." Rena Morisawa bowed respectfully.

I looked up at the man that Jin Meiting had mentioned. If you didn't know his identity, he would be as ordinary as could be.

Behind him followed a pure and charming beautiful girl, wearing a pair of exquisite boxing gloves, who was looking him up and down with a slightly hostile look.

Reina Morisawa was a little puzzled. Did she accidentally offend this beautiful girl in some way?

"Don't worry, I will arrange for some professionals to go there. Please leave me your address."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang." Morisawa Reina nodded: "Then I'll leave this matter to Mr. Zhang."

After leaving the address, Reina Morisawa glanced at the girl who was still staring at her with a hint of confusion.

Had he seen her before? Why didn't he have any impression of her at all?

Morisawa Reina left, completely puzzled.

"This slutty woman looks extraordinary at first glance." Nagano Rei looked at Rena Morisawa's charming back and clenched her fists.

The way her buttocks tightened and loosened with her steps and her waist swayed in her high heels was something I could never compare to.

She made a sad face: "No wonder Master never agreed to my request. He just likes this kind of flirty old woman. How can I learn from him? Just buying sexy lingerie is not enough."

"You haven't seen her for so many days. Are you sleeping with her again? Or that Korean woman named Kim? Each one is more flirtatious than the other."

Get out of the underground arena.

Miyagi Mukoko took a deep breath and gradually recovered from her depression.

The man named Zhang Benhe just glanced at her, and she felt so frightened that her soul trembled.

It’s so strong.

As a shrine maiden from the ancient country of Izumo.

Miyagi Xiangzi suddenly had a feeling that this plan seemed to be shooting itself in the foot.

You are walking yourself into the abyss step by step.

From then on, he fell into a state of despair from which he could not recover.

(End of this chapter)