Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 219 A Date between Two Beautiful Women
Abe Nozaki rested his right hand on the dining table, leaned sideways, and looked at Prime Minister Shigeki Shiba on the TV screen with an expressionless face.

A black dress paired with purple stockings.

This combination of heavy colors and a bit kitsch looks strangely sophisticated on her when paired with her makeup.

Kneeling on the tatami, her plump buttocks were pushed out by a pair of full and strong wine glass-shaped thighs.

Honey-colored skin, thick eyeshadow, bright red lipstick, still European makeup, simple copper earrings.

"Congressman Shiraishi, if it were you in this position, what would you do?" Abe Nojaku stared at the interim Prime Minister Shigeharu Shiba on the screen, but asked Shiraishi Nagiko.

"Is Congressman Abe asking about the present? Or the future?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu also looked at the screen without turning her head, and answered with her red lips slightly parted.

Mei Shiraishi next to her couldn't understand or hear anything at all. She yawned, her little face looked a little tired, and she wanted to sleep.

I waited for that man from last night until the early morning, and now I am so sleepy.

Moreover, after the two exchanged pleasantries, they kept talking around the bush. Don’t people involved in politics ever say anything direct?

I keep spinning around and around until I feel dizzy.

"What will you do now?" Abe Nojaku turned around and smiled at Shiraishi Nagimitsu. "What will you do next?"

"If we take the current situation, I don't think this incident is a problem. Without the prosecutor's office intervening, I have plenty of time to manipulate the accounts and even find a scapegoat. But no matter how I make amends, it's a blow to the Prime Minister's credibility in the polls." Shiraishi Nagiri continued, looking at the screen.

"It can be said that your attack, whether successful or not, has achieved its effect. This incident has also dealt a heavy blow to his international prestige. Many countries that were watching will probably wait and see for a while, aside from sending congratulatory messages, and will not cooperate much in the short term."

"What happens next?" Abe Nojaku stared closely at Shiraishi Nagimitsu. "How will you recover this loss?"

"Is Congressman Abe testing me?" Shiraishi Nagiko looked back at Abe Noja with a smile.

"I can't say I'm testing. I just want to see if Councillor Shiraishi and I have the same idea." Abe Nojaku said lightly.

"We Japanese, from ancient times to the present day, have learned many valuable things from our neighbors." Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned his head back to the screen, not directly answering, but speaking to himself: "These things have benefited us immensely over the past millennia, permeating every aspect of our lives. However, there is one most precious thing that the vast majority of Japanese have abandoned."

"That means respecting and learning from history." Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned around and looked at Abe Nosuke. "There's an old Chinese saying: 'Learn from history.'"

“History is our teacher. Almost everything we don’t know how to do can be learned and concluded from history.”

"So." Abe Noja nodded, giving up looking at Shiraishi Nagiko: "I think I know your answer. It's exactly what I thought..."

"After World War II, then-Prime Minister Yoshida Shigeru first did this, and since then, other prime ministers have continued to follow suit."

"But I wonder, would he dare to do this on his first day as Prime Minister?"

"I have no doubt about that." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head. "What would a Prime Minister without any faction dare not do? And what could be more beneficial to him than doing this?"

"You have a point." Abe Noja looked coldly at Prime Minister Shigeki Shiba, who was constantly answering reporters' questions on the screen. "Then let's see how this Prime Minister performs."

"Dear media friends, we have answered enough questions about the Prime Minister's political black money incident. This is just a statistical misunderstanding. Soon this misunderstanding will be confirmed by the official Procuratorate. Now it is up to Prime Minister Shiba to issue the first Prime Minister's decree after taking office." The host said after suppressing the media who were still asking questions and taking back the microphones from their hands.

what?
Issuing a Prime Minister’s Order right after taking office?

The media was in an uproar.

After the noise, the entire press conference fell silent, waiting for the Prime Minister's speech.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I now issue my first decree as Prime Minister." Prime Minister Shigeki said solemnly, "I declare that the Japanese National Diet will be dissolved immediately and a new general election will be held!!!"

After the entire venue was shocked, there was another uproar.

All the videos, sounds, and text reports from the scene were instantly spread around the world through the Internet and appeared in major news media around the world.

Japan's new Prime Minister Shigeki Shigeki dissolved the National Assembly on his first day in office, marking the start of Japan's next parliamentary election.

Prime Minister Shigeki broke the record for the fastest dissolution of the National Assembly since World War II.

Abe Nojaku looked at the screen with a gloomy face.

really.

Although I thought of this, I didn't think that this new prime minister, who was a fence-sitter and a stab in the back, would be so decisive.

Dissolving the National Assembly and holding early parliamentary elections is tantamount to pushing oneself to the other side of all parties.

Would Prime Minister Shigeki Shibata, a veteran in politics, do this?
But, apparently he dared to do it.

"He really dares." Abe Nosuke shook his head: "It seems that this old man has risked everything."

"This is the best choice for him," Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile. "His election this time can be considered a surprise. Once all the factions in his party realize this, they might unite and impeach him as party leader."

"Once he loses his position as party leader, he will naturally lose his position as prime minister. If a prime minister who has just taken office is impeached and removed from office immediately, he will probably become a laughing stock around the world."

"Although his move was hated, it effectively resolved all the crises before him. He broke the record for the Japanese Prime Minister dissolving the National Diet, which is more glorious than breaking the record for the fastest prime minister to step down."

"With this order, lawmakers will be busy preparing for elections again. Once the National Assembly stabilizes again, I'm afraid not all of the factions within the party that want to target him will be elected."

“Instead of playing a game where the outcome is uncertain for him, it’s better to just overturn the table and start over.”

"Our interim prime minister has been working in Japanese politics for over 40 years and has finally waited for this opportunity. He won't fall so easily."

"Whatever he does," Abe Nojaku's expression returned to a relaxed state. She raised a cup of sake in her small hand and elegantly toasted Shiraishi Nagimitsu, "Anyway, our seats as members of parliament are as secure as a rock, and our vote bank is as strong as a rock. It has nothing to do with us."

The two beauties clinked their glasses gently and then each elegantly brought the glass to her red lips.

Shiraishi took a sip of sake, smiled and said nothing.

Abe Nojaku said it well.

For legislators like them who have stable and strong vote bases and are also representatives of special legislators, all they have to do is spend two days visiting their constituencies and showing their faces.

They are already so familiar with each other.

Just after the two of them finished the sake in front of them.

On the TV screen, the new Prime Minister Shigeru Seba continued to explain his governing policies.

The first thing is to announce the latest cabinet members, which is a normal replacement of cabinet ministers for successive prime ministers.

Some veteran cabinet ministers, such as Home Minister Hiroshi Kojima, still hold their positions firmly, and their administrative abilities will be needed no matter who comes to power.

Secondly, several cabinet ministers who represent political family power have not been rotated.

However, nearly half of the cabinet members were replaced by the new prime minister.

The second thing is about domestic policy. Since the Prime Minister has just taken office and has not yet discussed with cabinet members, economic and financial management will continue the policies of the previous government.

The latest policy will be issued in a few days and then submitted to the new National Assembly for discussion and vote.

The third thing is the diplomatic policy. Shi Pomao glanced at the many cameras in front of him and stated his diplomatic stance word by word.

"I will urge Washington to amend the Japan-US Security Treaty to correct the 'asymmetry' of the Japan-US alliance. Since the United States has troops stationed in Japan, the Japanese Self-Defense Forces can naturally be stationed in Guam."

There was silence.

After he finished speaking, the entire venue was extremely quiet.

It was so quiet that it was a bit solemn.

As for Abe Noja and Shiraishi Nagiko, who were outside the screen, they frowned, looked at each other, and said nothing.

What exactly does this new prime minister want? Isn't he a Protestant? Why did he attack the United States as soon as he took office?

What on earth is he planning?

They couldn't understand.

And what exactly does this newly appointed Prime Minister want to do?
He knew that this idea was impossible to succeed, so why did he have to provoke Washington's anger?

Or is it that they want to gain more political benefits in Japan and attract more people's attention while Washington has not yet elected a new president?

He is not satisfied with being the interim prime minister for just over a year and wants to be re-elected?
"Mr. Shiraishi, what do you think?" Abe Noja's face flushed a little.

Before they knew it, their faces were flushed from drinking so much.

"It's hard to say right now." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head. "Perhaps he's being so rude and direct just to establish himself as a tough Japanese Prime Minister, to attract the public's attention and win their support. After all, the US military stationed in Japan has caused a lot of trouble recently."

Abe Nosuke's face froze.

Most of the recent large-scale outbreaks of U.S. troops stationed in Japan were orchestrated by her.

Unexpectedly, all his counterattacks gave the interim prime minister more opportunities.

"Perhaps he has a trick up his sleeve." Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned. "Let's wait and see what the Prime Minister is going to do. Perhaps he's just retreating to gain some political leverage."

Inside the TV screen.

After a brief silence in the venue, all the media reporters immediately became excited again.

If the dissolution of the National Assembly just now only caused an uproar, his foreign policy seemed like a bomb.

A news bomb.

Everyone who works in the media likes bombs like this.

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U.S. Yokota Air Base in Japan.

The headquarters of the Fifth Air Force.

The Commander-in-Chief of the US Forces in Japan, Air Force Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp, was watching the Prime Minister's speech on the screen with Saeko.

After listening, the two looked at each other.

In front of them was the investigation report just sent from North America.

Born on February 1957, 2 in Tottori Prefecture, Japan, Shigeki Shiba was baptized by John Matthews.

Seems to be just an ordinary priest.

Nothing unusual.

However, according to the information sent by the Archbishop, John Matthews is currently one of the red-robed bishops of the Vatican.

A well-known Protestant, but actually baptized by a red-robed Catholic priest at birth.

Has the Catholic hand reached so far?

Not only is the current President Washington a Catholic, but now even the newly appointed Prime Minister of Japan is suspected to be a Catholic.

How many chess pieces does the Vatican have in the world?

now.

On the high ground in the northwest corner of Rome, Italy.

The Vatican, the Catholic Church, is located here.

The 266th Pope of the Catholic Church, the elderly Franciscan I, with white hair and a tired face, was sitting in a wheelchair, looking coldly at the elderly man kneeling in front of him.

Salvatore Piccolo.

The current godfather of the Mafia.

"I don't want to hear your so-called excuses, Salvatore Piccolo," King Francisco I said coldly. "The American Mafia is now fragmented into five major families. The entire island of Sicily is completely out of your control."

"And now, the Sumiyoshi-kai in Tokyo is on the verge of bankruptcy. Your alliance is about to collapse, and Tokyo's underground forces will no longer be under the Lord's glorious light."

"But, you, Salvatore Piccolo, actually still have the mind to take your family on vacation in France?"

Salvatore Piccolo, the godfather of the Italian Mafia, who had dominated gangs worldwide in recent years, lay trembling on the ground. Although he was extremely dissatisfied, he never dared to speak out.

Over the past few decades, the 24 mafia families that developed in the United States were gradually eliminated by the FBI and the Protestant knights.

Now there are only five left.

These five families also formed their own factions and broke away from the control of the Italian headquarters.

It is very likely that these five families have converted to Protestantism.

This is clearly a failure of the Catholic Church and the defeat of Pope Francis I, but he has to bear the blame himself.

Salvatore Piccolo was trembling all over.

The internal struggles within religion are so fierce.

Pope Francis I is already old, and behind him are many red-robed cardinals from the College of Cardinals in the Vatican, looking at the position of Pope.

However, Pope Francis I hoped that the next generation of popes would also remain in his family.

Franciscan culture cannot be limited to one lifetime.

The Pope is infallible.

Someone needs to bear the blame for all the failures, and I am the best person to do it.

"I'm sorry, Your Holiness Francis I. It's my fault. I repent to the Lord." Salvatore Piccolo lowered his head and said with difficulty, "This is all my fault. It's my incompetence that has led to the Mafia's repeated defeats. It's me who has overshadowed the glory of the Lord."

Francis I's expression softened. "Very well, then, go and confess your sins to the Lord. Don't worry, your son, Piccolo, will become the new godfather of the Mafia. I will fully support him in taking down the Tokyo gangs. The future foreseen by the oracle will definitely include the Piccolo family."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Salvatore Piccolo's face was pale. He got up and stumbled out of the Vatican.

then.

There was a gunshot.

Bonsai Museum in Edogawa, Tokyo.

After getting up, Miyagi Mukoko waited in the house for a while. When she heard no movement next door, she came to Morisawa Rena's room.

At this time, Rena Morisawa usually listens to the Yamaguchi-gumi's report in the front yard.

Miyagi Makoto took a quick look at Rena Morisawa's room and walked straight to the bookshelf.

There is an iron box behind the bookshelf.

On several occasions, Miyagi Muko came to see Morisawa Rena and saw her put the iron box behind the bookshelf.

This made Miyagi Makoto very curious. Could there be a secret of Morisawa Rena in this?
Or is it the power behind her?

Miyagi Mukoko took out the iron box, which was an old-fashioned biscuit box.

Gently opening it, Miyagi Xiangzi frowned.

What are these?

All kinds of messy rubber bands, hairpins, celebrity pictures, and some slightly yellowed photos.

Miyagi Muko picked up the photo and looked at it. It was a photo of Rena Morisawa when she was a child.

There are also some photos of women I don’t know.

There are photos with Reina Morisawa, as well as individual photos.

There are also a few photos of myself.

These are all photos of Miyagi Mukako and Morisawa Rena when they lived together.

Some of them were secretly taken by Rena Morisawa.

In the photos, Miyagi Makoto is either working as a cashier at 7-11 or taking notes seriously in a flight attendant training class.

Although Miyagi Muko's identity is only temporary, this shrine maiden from the ancient country of Izumo still has some inexplicable emotions.

It turns out that this ruthless and beautiful Yamaguchi-gumi woman, even though she buried so many people alive, also has a nostalgic side.

Suddenly, Miyagi Xiangzi felt a slight movement in his heart and felt footsteps coming from the distant courtyard.

Quickly put the iron box back behind the bookshelf.

He ran back to his room and lay down.

Sure enough, not long after, Rena Morisawa came to her room.

"Xiangzi, get up." Morisawa Reina knocked on the door: "I'm coming in!"

"Yeah~! Okay, Kana, come in." Miyagi Xiangzi made a hazy sound.

When Rena Morisawa pushed the door open, Miyagi Muko pretended to have just woken up and sat up.

She was wearing a suspender nightgown and had long hair. She stretched herself. She was thin, with a long neck and beautiful collarbone. She was not wearing a bra, and her breasts had small curves.

She looked at Rena Morisawa with a smile.

"You lazy bum, you just got up. I brought you some supplements." Rena Morisawa walked in with a thermos and a smile.

"Still eating~~!" Miyagi Xiangzi said with a bitter face: "I'm about to vomit."

"Really? Let me see how you look." Rena Morisawa knelt beside Miyagi Muko, looking at her little face carefully.

"You look much better now, not as pale as before. You seem to be feeling much better." Morisawa Reina put the thermos aside and said, "Then we won't eat. Let's go. The weather is great today. Accompany me to the Yamaguchi-gumi meeting, and then we can go out for a walk."

"Ah, can I be next to you?" Miyagi Xiangzi was taken aback: "I'm not from the Yamaguchi-gumi."

"It's okay." Morisawa Reina shook her head: "Today's meeting was quick and not boring."

"Okay." Miyagi Xiangzi was happy.

I was just about to learn how to control the Yamaguchi-gumi.

In the near future, after killing Rena Morisawa, I will take over the Yamaguchi-gumi. This is a good time to learn from experience.

But Miyagi Xiangzi soon stopped laughing.

I didn't expect the Yamaguchi-gumi meetings to be so boring. You have to remember all kinds of numbers and names.

So many branches, so many cadres, and subsidiaries of all sizes.

This is just the report from Tokyo and several surrounding cities.

Various financial data and the lives of various Yamaguchi-gumi gang members.

How many are there in the entire Kansai region?

However, in just over ten minutes, Miyagi Makoto began to feel dizzy and sincerely admired Morisawa Rena.

Although this beautiful woman from the Yamaguchi-gumi was just an ordinary person, her meticulous mind and memory were far beyond his reach.

at last.

The meeting was over in just half an hour.

Miyagi Mukoko's face turned pale and she could hardly remember anything.

"Madam." After the Yamaguchi-gumi's big and small cadres retreated, five old men came in and prostrated themselves in front of Rena Morisawa.

Miyagi Mukoko looked solemn as she knelt behind Morisawa Rena, carefully restraining her mind to avoid revealing any flaws.

The aura of these five old men is very powerful. This is probably one of the trump cards that Rena Morisawa relies on.

but.

Miyagi Xiangzi could never understand how an ordinary beautiful woman could make these five old men from the demon tribe obey her so well.

I saw.

Reina Morisawa spread out her hands, and five small pills, swirling with black energy, were held in her palms.

Miyagi Mukaiko's beautiful eyes narrowed.

She could sense the enormous energy contained in these five small pills.

The five old men were ecstatic. They each took a pill from Rena Morisawa's hand and swallowed it.

This is the elixir that Fang Zuo made using demon souls and demon pills to maintain their lifespan and strength.

As veterans of the Yamaguchi-gumi, their lifespans had long been exhausted and their strength had declined drastically. It was the elixirs given by Fang Zuo that maintained their strength and vitality.

Miyagi Mukoko looked at Morisawa Rena, who looked calm.

Who is the support behind this beautiful and coquettish woman?

Even the enshrined god Izanami couldn't make this magical pill.

Miyagi Xiangzi frowned tightly.

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Feng Dielian rode a motorcycle to the Suitengu Shrine.

Soon a priest came to greet them.

Feng Dielian took out her police officer ID and explained her background. She wanted to check the underground palace of the shrine where Taira no Masakado was suppressed.

The priest's face looked a little unhappy, but when Feng Dielian took out Yingkong Kurumi's goddess token, the priest immediately bowed to the ground, then stood up and led Feng Dielian to a huge basement.

The basement was filled with cobwebs and dust, but when the sealed door was opened, the priest was stunned.

Feng Dielian walked in around the priest.

The little face was tense.

As expected, the shrine in Suitengu Shrine that suppressed Taira no Masakado's arm had disappeared.

Then Feng Dielian came to Arakawa Shrine again, and after opening the sealed door, the situation remained the same.

Just as Sakura Kurumi speculated, the entire Tokyo Ghost was wreaking havoc in order to release Taira Masakado.

But don't know why.

Only the head was not released.

Feng Dielian immediately took out her cell phone, turned on the video call, and reported the situation to Yingkong Kurumi.

"So that's really how it is." Yingkong Kurumi said as she tied her hair into a high ponytail with a rubber band. "I'm going to go to the spiritual opposition meeting and tell them about this."

Sakura Kurumi came to the side building of the Imperial Palace.

The beautiful woman who likes to wear red dresses lives here.

Yingkong Kurumi had been here once and came downstairs with ease.

She looked a little strange.

With her extremely sharp perception, she heard some faint sounds.

As a woman, how could I not know what this moaning sound meant.

It's broad daylight
(End of this chapter)