Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 209 Meeting with Sister-in-law
After all the illusions created by Taira no Masakado were shattered.

Yingkong Kurumi and Fengdielian discovered that this was just a huge underground tomb that was so dark that they couldn't see their hands in front of them.

Connecting to this underground tomb is an equally dark secret passage.

There is no palace.

The pendant on Sakura Sora Kurumi's earlobe, Kaguya Touma, emitted a strong golden light, illuminating the entire dark passage clearly.

Sakura Kurumi was walking in front wearing a white shirt and high heels.

The two round buttocks inside the gray suit pants made the pants tight, making Feng Dielian envious for a while.

"Hello, Director." Feng Dielian quickened her pace and caught up with Yingkong Kurumi.

"Hmm?" Yingkong Kurumi glanced at Feng Dielian who was catching up with her.

There has been progress. He can now shout "Hello" and "Hello" all the time. Before, he just kept shouting "Hello" and it was never a pleasant sound.

"Don't you think this is all too much of a coincidence?" Feng Dielian said as they walked side by side.

"Tell me what you think." Yingkong Kurumi's delicate little face showed no expression.

"Suddenly, ghosts appeared all over the city overnight. All of Tokyo was plagued by cases of vengeful spirits overnight. Then three American officers died mysteriously, which involved MacArthur from decades ago. Taira no Masakado, who had been suppressed for hundreds of years, reappeared. Then the thousand-year-old Jiujiu sect appeared, and the Japanese Feng Shui formation was destroyed." Feng Dielian followed Yingkong Kurumi and stood on the hexagram magic circle. After a flash of light, the two reappeared in the underground parking lot.

"I always feel that these things are done deliberately by someone behind the scenes, but I can't figure out what the purpose is?" Feng Dielian added, and was stunned when she saw a group of police officers surrounding her.

"Director, Deputy Director."

"Director, Deputy Director."

The police officers spoke up one after another.

Police officers had already set up a cordon in the parking lot and were standing guard near the hexagonal star formation, ready for action.

All guns were loaded and in firing position, waiting for the order to release the safety catch.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yingkong Hu Tao and Feng Dielian rushing out of the hexagonal star formation.

"Collect the team, repair the broken wall, and dismantle the hexagonal star formation." Yingkong Walnut's feet, wrapped in black stockings, were put into high heels, and she gently kicked the magic weapon at the top of the hexagonal star.

"Hey!!" the police officers shouted in unison, putting away their guns.

"If I don't come out within 10 minutes, they will all come in." Yingkong Kurumi turned to Feng Dielian and said, "Don't take risks alone in the future. Remember, you are the deputy director of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau."

"You came in alone to save me," Feng Dielian muttered unconvinced.

"You're right." Yingkong Kurumi didn't refute, staring at Feng Dielian and said, "This is something we both need to change. However, you and I are different. I have a man in my heart and behind me. With him, I have very strong confidence."

Feng Dielian didn't say anything. Thinking of how she tightly clamped the man's waist in the high sky of Tokyo at night, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

"Also, what you just said is very true." Yingkong Kurumi continued: "With so many things happening overnight, it's normal that you can't guess the purpose, because it's them, not him, who have more than one purpose."

"What do you mean?" Feng Dielian seemed to be thinking about something. "A fuse caused several forces to unexpectedly come together. Their goals were different."

"Yes, so if we want to untie this hemp rope, we have to pull it out one thread at a time." Yingkong Kurumi lifted up his suit and put his pistol back into the holster. "The first thread we pull is the ghosts that flooded overnight. What is their purpose?"

Yingkong Kurumi walked out of the underground parking lot and looked at a shrine across the street. Feng Dielian followed closely and stood beside her.

"The Shuzuka Shrine across from Otemachi is where Taira no Masakado's head was buried. The grave we were just in is right beneath the shrine." Sakura Kurumi said, "First of all, these people's motives are definitely not superficial. Could the purpose of these ghosts spreading here be to kill those three Americans? Clearly not."

"What is the purpose?" Feng Dielian asked.

"From the current perspective, this has at least caused a shortage of police forces throughout Tokyo." Sakura Kurumi stared at the shrine and said, "Perhaps we should go to the other six shrines to have a look."

"You mean, they want to release the seven vengeful spirits of Taira no Masakado?" Feng Dielian said.

"I'm not sure. That was my initial guess, but the head hasn't been released. Your next task will be to explore the tombs beneath the other six shrines."

Feng Dielian nodded. "The death of the three American officers is linked to the underground parking lot during MacArthur's time. Now with the addition of Taira Masakado, where should the focus be?"

"The common thread here is the architecture," said Sakura Kurumi. "Two eras, two deaths of American soldiers, and it seems the common thread is Taira Masakado. But if we pin the blame on Taira Masakado, we're at a dead end. If we treat Taira Masakado as an accident and place the thread in the American military buildings, then there seems to be reason to investigate further.

"Then the question arises: what are these two US military buildings used for? Why would the US military build some seemingly reasonable but irrational buildings in Japan? How many such buildings are there?"

"But pulling this thread out doesn't seem to be our responsibility. I suspect it's related to the Feng Shui formation mentioned by the Jiuju Sect.
"Your second task is to collect all the US military buildings in Japan and find some commonalities."

"I'll investigate immediately after I get back." Feng Dielian nodded.

"You should go to bed early," Yingkong Kurumi said. "I told you to sleep during the day, and you came here again.

"You haven't slept either?" Feng Dielian said disdainfully.

"Okay, then the third task is for both of us to go back to sleep." Yingkong Kurumi stretched and said, "Is that your motorcycle? Mine is here too. Do you dare to race with me?"

"Let's compete. I'm not afraid of you."

"Okay, whoever gets to the police station first wins. If anyone is caught speeding by a camera, they lose immediately."

"Alright." Feng Dielian sneered, "I win, I won't write this 4000-word review.

"Okay, I win. You have to wear a maid outfit and walk around the security office."

"Dame, don't try to humiliate me like this."

"You've already worn a bunny girl outfit, so why would you care about a maid outfit? Or do you think you're doomed?"

"Yakura Kurumi, I won't fall for your trick. This trick won't work. If you say you don't want to gamble, then don't gamble."

"Tsk tsk, that's such a pity."

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Yokota Air Base in Tokyo, Japan.

"The interim Prime Minister has been chosen, and it's beyond everyone's expectations." Lieutenant General Ricky Lupe took a look at the documents in his hand and threw them on the table with disdain. "Majin Buu? This is the newly elected interim Prime Minister? Choosing a Prime Minister like this seems much easier to control than the one who just resigned. Miss Saeko, what do you think?"

"General, please do not underestimate this person." Saeko, wearing a white shirt, the red bra underneath easily showing through the white shirt. She picked up the information and shook her head. "This person's qualifications are not simple. He is very familiar with the political arena. Someone who can cosplay as an anime villain to attract votes is definitely not easy to manipulate."

"Really? Miss Saeko, what you said makes sense. Let's wait for the latest news from Washington. I believe a congratulatory message will be sent to Japan soon, and at the same time there will definitely be new instructions for us." Air Force Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp looked up when he saw that Saeko didn't respond. "What are you thinking about, Miss Saeko?"

"General, I'm thinking about a strange question. This interim prime minister is actually a Protestant, but he seems to have had no contact with the North American Ministry of Churches for a long time." Saeko said puzzledly.

"What? He's a Protestant? It's really strange that someone has reached this position." Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp was also surprised: "If he is a Protestant, why is there no connection?"

"I'll send a message back and find out who baptized the interim prime minister." Saeko nodded and said, "The bishop is also in trouble right now. The war in the Middle East is escalating rapidly. Judaism is facing two Islamic battlefields at the same time and is struggling. They are asking us Protestants for support. All the Disciple Knights have already rushed to the battlefield." "I understand. I just received an order to send all the aircraft carrier battle groups here. Although they can't directly participate in the battle, they can serve as a deterrent." Lieutenant General of the Air Force Ricky Rupp said, "The situation is changing every day. I'm afraid it will be my turn to go to the battlefield one day."

"Your Excellency the General's heroic performance is recorded in the archives of West Point Military Academy." Saeko said with a flattering smile.

“I’m getting old,” sighed Air Force Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp.

The empire is also old.

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Shiraishi Nagimitsu got out of the car and went to his office.

The assistants were very curious about Mei Shiraishi who was behind her.

"Everyone come here." Shiraishi Nagimitsu clapped his hands and introduced Shiraishi Mei to everyone: "This is my sister, Shiraishi Mei, and also my personal assistant."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu thought for a moment and added, "Part-time job."

Everyone understood and nodded.

Whispering, this younger sister doesn't look like her older sister at all.

"Not really. Look at the point. This cup size is definitely that of a younger sister."

"Well, I think they're quite similar."

"Indeed."

"Sister, where is my desk?" asked Mei Shiraishi.

But Shiraishi Nagimitsu ignored her completely, as if he saw something happy in his office, and then trotted over.

The pair of huge monsters were shaking violently.

Mei Shiraishi was stunned: "Sister?"

"That corner." Shiraishi Nagi pointed to the corner without even turning his head.

A simple table and stools with miscellaneous items.

"Sister, how can people sit here? How can you be fair? You are too harsh on your own sister." Shiraishi Mei pouted and tried to protest, but Shiraishi Nagimitsu had already hurried into the office.

Just as Mei Shiraishi was about to follow, she saw the office door slam shut in a hurry.

Looking at the window again, even the blinds were drawn.

"What are you doing?" Shiraishi Mei was confused.

At this moment, Shiraishi Nagimitsu was sitting in Fang Zuo's arms. They were sitting on the sofa together. She was tilting her head back and trying her best to be softly teased.

After a while, the two separated. Shiraishi Nagimitsu hugged Fang Zuo's neck and stretched out her little hand to wipe her saliva from the corner of the man's mouth.

Then she pressed her forehead against the man's and whispered, "Why didn't you wake me up last night? I'm unhappy."

"I saw you were sleeping too soundly, so I couldn't bear it. Didn't I leave a mark on you?" Fang Zuo's gentle punishment made her gasp for air, and her head tilted back, her long hair falling down.
"No, you have to wake me up next time. Just the mark won't do. I need breakfast."

"Yeah, okay." Fang Zuo's voice was unclear: "Who is that woman outside?"

"My dear sister, Mei Shiraishi." Shiraishi Nagi's eyes were charming, and she kept twisting her waist on the man's thighs.

"You still have a younger sister? Didn't you say she's gone?" Fang Zuo opened his mouth and looked up in surprise: "So, this is my sister-in-law?"

"Well, she disappeared for a few years and I thought she was dead." Shiraishi Nagimitsu snuggled into the man's arms, smelled the scent on Fang Zuo's body, and slowly recounted what had happened.

"I suspect she's joined some kind of gang or something. I'm a little worried it might be a criminal organization."

"So, this is really a disobedient sister-in-law." Fang Zuo expanded his spiritual sense, exploring the movements of Shiraishi Mei outside the wall.

At this moment, she was sending messages on her mobile phone. Her face looked extremely serious in front of everyone, and she would glance towards the office from time to time.

There is a faint scent of incense on his body.

It seems that Shiraishi Nagimitsu's worries are really justified. This incense fluctuation is extremely similar to the one on Momoki Kanona.

It seems that he joined a religion?

"She has indeed joined some faction." Fang Zuo nodded, cupping his hands and feeling the elasticity of his black stockings. "Your sister is no longer an ordinary person. She might be a member of some religion."

"I'll tell you what I'm saying." Shiraishi Nagimitsu sighed, "No wonder she refused to tell me no matter how much I asked her. After all these years, she still makes me worry so much."

"Maybe I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry." Fang Zuo's big hand reached in, tightened and loosened: "Let her be."

"I'll call her in and you ask her." Shiraishi Nagimitsu held Fang Zuo's arms tightly with both hands and pressed them hard.

"Forget it. Since she refuses to say, let her be. Since she has an identity, we will know soon." Fang Zuo shook his head.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu leaned his little head against Fang Zuo's neck and opened his mouth to take a bite.

The hand holding his arm was about to reach down when the door rang.

"Sister." Mei Shiraishi knocked on the office door.

"Oh, here comes another light bulb. It's not enough to have Oda Yui at home, here comes another one." Shiraishi Nagimitsu sighed: "Come in."

"Sister, I...ah, you!!!" The moment Mei Shiraishi entered the room, she saw her sister spreading her legs and sitting on a man's thighs.

The uniform skirt was lifted up, revealing black hip-hugging stockings and the aqua blue thong underneath.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu buried her head in the man's shoulder, her little face flushed, her hair a little messy, but she looked even more beautiful than before.

A kind of beauty I have never seen before.

A pink face is more beautiful than any blush.

"You...you...you are..." Mei Shiraishi looked at the situation, gritted her teeth, and stuttered.

"Call me brother-in-law." Shiraishi Nagimitsu felt shy when he saw his sister staring at his white shirt. He buried his head in the man's arms but did not dodge.

Instead, Fang Zuo felt a little embarrassed. He pulled his hand out of his white shirt and shook it: "Hello, sister-in-law."

(End of this chapter)