Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 206 Shiraishi Nagimitsu's New Assistant

Chapter 206 Shiraishi Nagimitsu's New Assistant
Ariake Arena in Tokyo.

Inner room.

Zhang Benhe sat cross-legged on the mat.

A middle-aged man in a black suit also sat cross-legged opposite him.

"Brother, we haven't seen each other for ten years. I didn't expect that you run the entire underground arena in Kansai, Japan, but your living place is still so simple, and the layout is exactly the same as before." The middle-aged man in a black suit looked around the room where Zhang Benhe was meditating and said.

"Zhang Benren, what about you? Are you in North America or Europe now? What are you doing?" Zhang Benhe said lightly.

"Sometimes I'm in North America, sometimes in Europe, traveling all over the world. I bought my own private jet and chartered a few routes, so I go on vacation everywhere when I have nothing to do." The middle-aged man in a black suit, known as Zhang Benren, said with a smile, "I saw my junior brother in Europe last year. He was surrounded by a bunch of foreign girls of all colors. He was still the same guy as before. Among the three of us brothers, you're the only one who doesn't enjoy life at all."

After Zhang Benren finished speaking, he looked at Nagano Rei who was boredly browsing her phone next to him, and said to the young man in a suit standing next to him: "Ningsheng, why don't you kowtow to your uncle?"

The mixed-race boy in a black suit looked proud.

After hearing Zhang Benren's instructions, he knelt down with his neck stiff and kowtowed.

Suddenly, a force that he could not resist supported his knees.

The young man called Ningsheng had a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

He gathered all his strength and poured it into his knees, trying to force them to kneel down, but they didn't move at all.

"Is this your disciple? He's not Chinese." Zhang Benhe frowned and stared at Zhang Benren. "Master repeatedly reminded me before his death that this is also the rule passed down in our lineage. The true teachings must not be leaked."

"Brother, what era is it now? Not to mention that not many people are willing to learn. Even if there are..." Zhang Benren said with a smile: "You and I are not Chinese anymore. Are you going to throw away our martial arts?"

"But our blood is." Zhang Benhe looked at the young man who was still stubbornly trying to kneel down: "His blood is not."

"What does it matter? After all, he is half ours. His mother is an overseas Chinese." Zhang Benren looked at Nagano Rei beside him and said, "This beautiful girl's bloodline is not ours either. Brother, you are teaching her boxing."

"First, she is of Ryukyu bloodline, which is, to some extent, a sub-bloodline that we recognize," Zhang Benhe said. "Second, I didn't accept her as my disciple. Third, she has a different master who teaches her true Qi. I only teach her the boxing form."

"Uncle Zhang, how do you know our ancestors are from Okinawa?" Nagano Rei's eyes widened. "My grandfather's father moved to Omi Hachiman a few decades ago to open a dojo."

"You were born with access to both the Heaven and Earth Meridians, so you can't be a native of this island nation." Zhang Benhe glanced at Nagano Rei. "Besides, isn't it written on your registration information for the competition?"

"Master, I want to challenge her." The young man named Ning Sheng gave up kneeling and stood up, regaining his defiant expression. He looked at Nagano Rei and said, "Since this 'uncle master' doesn't recognize me, I want to see what the person he recognizes is capable of."

Is this person sick?
He always challenges this and that.

"If you are sick, go see a doctor!" Nagano Rei rolled her eyes at Ning Sheng, and after saying this, she started browsing her phone again.

"You!!!" The young man named Ning Sheng was instantly defeated.

For many young people, being looked down upon by a woman, especially a beautiful woman, is simply unacceptable.

"Shut up!" Zhang Benren shouted.

"What are you doing in Japan?" Zhang Benhe glanced at Zhang Benren: "Are you here to kill people? You have such a strong murderous aura."

"Nothing can be hidden from you, senior brother." Zhang Benren said with a smile.

"You have such a strong bloody aura. It seems that you have killed many people over the years." Zhang Benhe said calmly: "I have never asked you what you have been doing all these years."

"Brother, your mind is as clear as a mirror, so why bother asking?" Zhang Benren looked around and asked, "Brother, where are Xiao San and Xiao Wu? Aren't they with you?"

"I have two errands for them to take the lead in doing." Zhang Benhe said.

"Okay, senior brother, I'll take my leave now. I'll visit you again another day." Zhang Benren stood up.

Zhang Benhe did not say anything, but slowly closed his eyes and entered into meditation.

"Master, it seems that that uncle not only dislikes me, but also seems to dislike you." Ning Sheng followed Zhang Benren and walked out of the arena.

"He's always been like this." Zhang Benren smiled. "Only your uncle would take a second look. Let's go and meet the partners our employer has invited."

"What kind of big shot needs so many people to assassinate him? He hired a master but still feels uneasy, so he has to hire a bunch of scum." Ning Sheng had a mocking look on his face.

"Who cares? As long as we know our employer is rich, that's all that matters." Zhang Benren said coldly, "Times have changed. Making more money is the right thing to do."

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Shiraishi Nagihiru was sitting at the dining table wearing a small tank top, drinking coffee and eating a freshly prepared sandwich while watching today's news.

Oda Yui on the opposite side had already finished her meal in a few bites and went out.

Only Mei Shiraishi had just walked out of the bathroom, naked, combing her hair as she walked.

A pair of huge, round breasts that are completely different in shape from Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"Why are you still like this? You're such an adult." Shiraishi Nagi frowned: "You don't even wear clothes. You're not a child anymore."

"Oh, sister." Shiraishi Mei opened her arms and trembled as she moved closer: "Sister, let me be your assistant."

"Do you understand these politics? Do you know how to do this or how to investigate that? How can you be my assistant?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu pushed Shiraishi Mei away with a look of disgust on her face: "Go away, don't wipe yourself dry, don't get my clothes wet."

"My beautiful sister is so beautiful even without makeup. Her skin is so good that she doesn't need makeup." After being pushed away, Shiraishi Mei stuck to her like a plaster: "I can learn if I don't understand. Besides, I can follow you around and serve you tea and water. Isn't that good too?"

"Please let me go." Shiraishi Nagi took out a bank card and said, "This is your pocket money. Do whatever you want, but don't follow me."

"Thank you, sister." Shiraishi Mei happily pushed the card aside: "I want the money, I want the job, sister, don't try to get rid of me."

"Shiraishi Mei, have you received any mission from your current organization?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned. "You had no interest in this before. When I asked you what you were doing now, you refused to tell me."

"Absolutely not." Shiraishi Mei raised her hand and swore, "I'm just curious, and I've been quite free lately. Besides, if you're so suspicious of me, why don't you just keep me by your side?"

"And." Mei Shiraishi hugged Nagihiru from behind, squeezing him so tightly that he was deformed. She whispered softly in Nagihiru's ear, "You left such a beautiful and grown-up sister-in-law at home all alone, naked. Aren't you afraid that your brother-in-law will come back and you and I will be alone in the same room? And then your sister-in-law will fight with you for your brother-in-law. Huh? Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!"

The words just finished.

Shiraishi Mei's ears were grabbed by Shiraishi Nagimitsu with a red face: "I'm going to kill you, you can say anything."

"Oh, oh, sister, I was wrong." Shiraishi Mei was pulled by the ear and begged for mercy: "It hurts so much."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu snorted coldly, loosened her hand and let her go.

He stood up from the table and went upstairs.

Come downstairs again after a while

Throwing down a uniform, he said, "You can wear my clothes. They're about the same size. Remember, don't talk nonsense. It's best not to say a word. Otherwise, I'll kick you out right away."

"I promise to be mute." Shiraishi Mei happily picked up the white shirt and gestured, then began to put it on: "Sister, why is the first button of your shirt gone? Are you so nervous now?"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu was too lazy to pay attention to this talkative sister, so he picked up a white shirt and put it on.

Soon the two of them were dressed up, both wearing white shirts and black uniform skirts, with a pair of black stockings wrapped around their beautiful legs.

The lace is tightly wrapped around the upper part of the white thighs.

The driver was already waiting for them at the door in a Lexus.

After getting in the car, we soon arrived at Abe Nosuke's office.

There is still a lot of time before the congressional session begins.

But Abe Nojaku's team was already very busy. In the venue of thousands of square meters, people came in and out from time to time, greeting Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu came to Abe Nojaku's office. The office door was open and Abe Nojaku was sitting in a chair, frowning and looking at documents.

knock knock knock.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu knocked on the open door.

"You're here, Congressman Shiraishi." Abe Noja looked up and heard a knock on the door. He looked over, smiled, and stood up.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu saw Abinoja stand up and looked at her attire, a small smile on her face. Coincidentally, today, the three of them were dressed exactly the same.

The only difference is that the two of them have bulging shirts, while Abe Noque is wearing a skirt.
"Please sit here." Abe Noja walked out of the desk and saw someone behind Shiraishi Nagimitsu. He was slightly surprised: "Who is this?"

"My sister will be my assistant starting today." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

"Sister? Oh, I remember that Congressman Shiraishi has a sister who has returned from abroad?" Abe Noja's eyes swept over the woman behind Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

A chubby face and a pair of breasts as big as Shiraishi Nagimitsu's.

Abe Noja frowned. It seemed that Shiraishi Nagimitsu's sister was somewhat hostile towards her, although she hid it well.

"Hello, Congressman Abe. My name is Mei Shiraishi. Today is my first day working with my sister as her assistant. Thank you for your guidance." Mei Shiraishi bowed slightly and said with a smile.

Abe Noja nodded, with the corners of his mouth raised, a little thing that was hostile to him.

"What's with Mr. Abe's voice?" Shiraishi Nagi asked with concern. "You look a little haggard. Are you sick?"

"Maybe I haven't been sleeping well recently." Abe Nosuke shook his head with a wry smile.

She hasn't slept well these days since she found out that she was being framed by those Jews.

How could she say such a thing?
Abe Nojaku took the Shiraishi and Nagihiru sisters to a small meeting room next to the office.

After sitting down separately.

Abe Noja then took out a document and placed it in front of Shiraishi Nagiko.

"This is the election information of their party leader and the current vote count data. If nothing unexpected happens, the results will be out soon." Abe Nosuke leaned back and rested his arms behind his head.

Looking at the two sisters sitting at the conference table.

One sat in front of him and the other sat in the corner of the table.

One was looking at the information seriously, while the other was yawning out of boredom and looking around.

The two people have completely different personalities and their faces are not alike at all.

There is only one thing in common.

It is also the most eye-catching point.

The cup sizes of both people.

The two sisters' white shirts looked about to burst when worn under their black suits.

The size is really enviable.

Abe Nojaku clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

As a woman, I can easily see the shapes of both of them.

Those are two different types, but both are shapes that women will envy.

While Shiraishi Nagimitsu was looking at the information in his hand, Shiraishi Mei looked around with boredom, while observing the woman in front of her without any expression.

The island nation's interim prime minister now has less than half of his term left, and the biggest favorite for the next term is a woman named Abe Nosuke.

If she is elected, she will be the first female prime minister in Japanese history.

Her strength, ambition and tyranny make the forces at the top of the world pyramid pay attention to her.

of course.

And her Asian Kardashian-like ass.

"Could it really be him?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned as he looked at the information in his hand.

"Come to think of it, this guy was elected because of me," Abe Nosuke sighed. "My act of revenge instantly dismantled several of Japan's undercover political alliances, leading to the election of someone without any factional or political background."

"Japan's future in the next two years will become unknown again." Shiraishi Nagimitsu put down the documents in his hand.

"Excuse me, I have a question." Shiraishi Mei, sitting at the corner of the table, raised her hand and asked, "Isn't it a good thing to have no factions? Wouldn't it be easier to run a country without the influence of factional interests?"

"Congressman Shiraishi, your sister, who doesn't understand politics, is truly naive and adorable." Abe Nojaku covered her mouth with a smile. Instead of answering Shiraishi Mei, she asked, "Congressman Shiraishi, do you have any thoughts? Future changes may exceed our expectations."

"What does Congressman Abe mean?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu glared at Shiraishi Mei for speaking without permission, then turned to look at Abe Nojaku and said, "You didn't call me here today just for this matter, did you?"

"The Prime Minister who just stepped down is Jewish," Abe Naishu suddenly said. "I think Councillor Shiraishi should have guessed this long ago, starting with your rice proposal. With your political acumen and intelligence, it's impossible not to have guessed it."

"Yes." Shiraishi Nagimitsu sighed and nodded. "But I can't do anything about it. You, I, and the other legislators all bear a great deal of responsibility for the passage of these bills and issues. Strictly speaking, if history goes back into this, we'll all be on the wrong side of the law."

"I don't care what history records, and it doesn't matter!" Abe Nosuke sneered, "I'm now very afraid that the interim prime minister who is about to take office is also Jewish, or some other religious believer."

"I'm being very frank and straightforward. I invited Councillor Shiraishi here because I wanted to communicate with him that we can no longer allow these undercover agents from other religions to become our prime minister."

"And then they gradually nibbled away at my things."

"It's something that belongs to the Japanese people," Shiraishi Nagimitsu corrected.

"Whatever. Anyway, we are in agreement on this point," Abe said. "I hope that Congressman Shiraishi and I can stand on the same side during this interim term of the Prime Minister, which is less than halfway through."

Abe Noque stood up and held out his hand. "For our own purposes, let's stick to our common goal and communicate and discuss more."

"I agree with this." Shiraishi Nagimitsu also stood up and shook hands.

"Very good." Abe Noja held Shiraishi Nagimitsu's small hand, and his frown finally relaxed.

"I will also give this Prime Minister a great gift soon." Abe Nosuke sneered, "Test the power behind him to see what kind of power he has."

"What are you going to do?" asked Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"What else can we do? In politics, the means of attack are the same few tactics." Abe Nojaku smiled and said, "They are also the most effective tactics."

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Fei Guangying swallowed her saliva. The thong she had just changed was soaked with cold sweat.

This cake was her favorite cake ever.

Only a dessert shop would do that.

The chef who made this pastry is an old man who has run a shop in Tokyo for decades.

After the old man passed away, Sakura Kimitsu traveled all over Tokyo but could never find pastries of this flavor again.

I was disappointed for a long time.

Nowadays.

Logically, Sakura Kiguchi should be happily enjoying this matcha chestnut cake that she thought she would never be able to eat again.

but.

What scares Fei Guangying is that in this world, besides herself, there is only one person who knows that she likes this thing.

And it's in an apartment not far from the school.