Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 195 Men are all bad

Tokyo Women's University.

Nagano Rei returned to school tired. In order to prepare for the All Japan Final Fighting Finals, she has been practicing hard in the arena these days.

Occasionally Zhang Benhe would point out her mistakes, and there were countless people who could practice with him.

Although they were all vicious gladiators, everyone loved her very much.

She is very happy these days.

For Rei Nagano, this kind of life is her happiest moment.

There is honor, sweat, hope, goals, and guidance.

There is also a master whom I am eager to interact with.

It's a pity that this master is like a piece of wood.

Is my charm really that bad? At least when I walk on the street, many men will turn around and look at me.

Nagano Rei sighed, opened her clothes and looked at herself.

He looked behind him again.

Isn’t this considered a curvy figure?
Why not eat yourself?

Ugh.

Nagano Rei sighed again.

Who made this master like coquettish and sexy old women?

I haven't used the sexy lingerie I bought yet.

Nagano Rei lowered her head and bumped into the woman opposite her with a 'bang'.

"you again."

"you again."

Momoki Kanonai had just returned from class.

The two women collided with each other again, just like last time.

Then they both made a sound at the same time.

"Humph."

They all snorted coldly.

Then they turned around at the same time, one in front and one behind, and walked towards their dormitory.

Momoki Kanona walked behind, looking at Nagano Rei who was covered in sweat and stains in front of her.

There was also a pair of boxing gloves draped over his shoulders.

It seems he is coming back from boxing practice.

"It turns out that she is also a very hardworking girl." Momoki Kanona sighed.

Everyone is working hard to achieve their goals in life.

And what are your own goals?
Dedicated to the Lord?
It seems that I can't find any motivation.

Apart from hoping to see the uncle in my dreams, I don’t know what to do in life.

However, the person to whom the Archbishop assigned the task did not show up.

So annoying.

I haven't had any dreams these days, and the uncle hasn't come.

Momoki Kanonai couldn't help but worry about what would happen if she never dreamed.

Then I won’t be able to see the uncle anymore.

That guy even said he married me in his dream. What a joke. Men are all liars.

They are all bad things.

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Kyoko Sasaki came to the door of the hotel room and looked through the peephole.

It turned out to be the hotel suite's butler, waiting at the door with a dining cart.

As soon as Kyoko Sasaki opened the door of her hotel room, the housekeeper immediately gave her a professional smile.

He bowed and said, "Hello, Ms. Sasaki Nozomi. I know your party just ended. This is the hotel's hangover soup and fresh fruit."

"Ah, thank you so much." Kyoko Sasaki quickly made way to let the housekeeper in.

After the butler placed all these on the table one by one, he bowed and pushed the dining cart away.

As expected of a big hotel, the service is really good.

Looking at the things on the table, Kyoko Sasaki continued to sigh and felt very uneasy.

Today's banquet is almost entirely filled with luxurious food. Just looking at the exquisiteness of the food itself, you can tell that it is very expensive.

Although each person only had a few small thick slices of tuna sashimi on the plate, the fact that it said bluefin tuna on the label made everyone present exclaim in admiration.

They all took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the whole table of food as souvenirs.

How much will this cost, including the hotel room fees for these days, and the fees for the Rolls-Royce and the driver.

Sasaki Kyoko had originally thought that after these days were over, she would grit her teeth and give her meager savings to her brother-in-law to settle the bill. But until now, her heart had become numb and she dared not even think about how much money she had.

In short, no matter how you calculate it, it is a price that I definitely cannot afford.

What can I do?
Kyoko Sasaki suppressed her worries, took off her coat, bra and thong, and went into the bathroom to wash.

As the water temperature and mist in the bathroom rose, Kyoko Sasaki's blood flowed faster throughout her body. As she became more drunk, her skin became more sensitive.

In a big hotel, even the water pressure of the shower head is so strong.

It washed over Kyoko Sasaki's skin, giving her a finger-like touch.

The water occasionally washed over the plump flesh, causing Kiko Sasaki to tremble uncontrollably.

It's like scraping.

Slowly, a flush appeared on her face.

Nozomi Sasaki brought the shower head closer.

The tiny water droplets hitting it brought a different feeling, but the force was always too weak.

Kyoko Sasaki sighed, took away the shower head helplessly, and rinsed off the bath foam.

After finishing the shower, Kiko Sasaki slowly dried her body and walked out wrapped in a white, dry yukata.

The touch of her yukata caressed her fair skin as she walked.

It also stirred her emotions.

Kiko Sasaki threw herself on the soft big bed in the hotel.

The hotel's large bed had been replaced with new white sheets that smelled like dryer fluff.

Kyoko Sasaki opened her cell phone and looked at the messages in the company group.

Several pieces of news made her worry even heavier.

Several overseas branches of the company have been confirmed to be closed down, and a large number of overseas employees have been laid off with severance pay.

Colleagues at the Hokkaido branch in Japan also posted the company's notice.

The Hokkaido branch will also be closed this month, and all personnel will be assigned to work in Tokyo. Those who are willing can go to Tokyo, and their positions and salaries will remain unchanged.

If they are unwilling, the company will provide full severance pay in accordance with the law.

In the messages, few colleagues were willing to leave Hokkaido, where they had lived and were familiar with, and come back to Tokyo to make a living.

Besides, the prices in Tokyo are so high, and renting a house is a huge expense.

Although the company promised to provide some rental subsidies, it is still a huge expense compared to other cities in Japan.

These two incidents caused the company's group messages to be filled with complaints and wails.

In particular, many colleagues who were in debt had to prepare themselves, pack their bags and head to Tokyo.

Kyoko Sasaki closed the group, put down her phone, and sighed deeply.

The sorrow in my heart won't go away, but I can't find anyone to talk to.

If I wanted to call Nako Ishizawa, I'm afraid she would have already fallen asleep coaxing the child.

Kyoko Sasaki couldn't help but think of last night, the scene of release when her mind was blank. It seemed that only in that way could she temporarily get rid of the pressure on her shoulders.

Thinking of this, Kyoko Sasaki took off her coat, clenched her small hands into fists, and pressed her bony knot against the soft flesh.

His body softened and he put his weight down.

Kyoko Sasaki bit her lower lip, groaning, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on her skin.

At the most critical moment, the doorbell rang.

Who is it?

No matter how good-tempered Kiko Sasaki is, she can't help but complain.

The doorbell then rang.

She had no choice but to get up slowly and walk to the hotel entrance in this extremely tense situation.

He took small steps, fearing that if he moved too much, he would burst out on the road.

A peek through the cat's eye.

It was his brother-in-law, standing at the door with a smile on his face.

She was wearing a bathrobe, naked underneath, and it seemed inappropriate to meet a man in a hotel, let alone her brother-in-law.

Sasaki Kiko quickly shouted: "Wait a minute, let me change my clothes."

She hurried back to the room, not caring that her hormones had reached their peak.

Fortunately, with this distraction, Kyoko Sasaki's emotions gradually calmed down.

She held up her plump, slightly white but still well-proportioned legs and hurriedly took out a thong and put it on her ankles.

But as soon as I put it on, I found that I had it on the wrong way around.

Kyoko Sasaki wanted to take it off and change the side again when the doorbell rang again.

She just grabbed her jeans and put them on, then put on her bra and picked up a coat.

He just walked out in an awkward manner.

(End of this chapter)