Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 346 The Troubles of Having Many Women

Chapter 346 The Troubles of Having Many Women
"You two are very welcome, please take a seat!" Hatoyama Yumemi held her chin and looked up and down at Shiraishi Nagimitsu with her beautiful eyes. Her delicate face showed great interest in the visiting woman.

Anyone who pays attention to politics in Japan and even around the world has more or less seen this beautiful Japanese female member of parliament in the media.

Of course, Yumemi Hatoyama is no exception.

Not only does Shiraishi Nagi's explosive figure and beautiful face attract attention, but her political style in questioning in parliament also often appears in major headlines.

But the two people who are both in Tokyo have never met each other.

This is the first time the two meet.

Although a little unexpected.

Hatoyama Yumemi's beautiful eyes never left Shiraishi Nagimitsu from the moment she entered the door until she sat down.

This beautiful congresswoman was not at all nervous about the unfamiliar environment when she came in.

After saying thank you, Shiraishi Nagimitsu seemed to feel the strong heating in the office and elegantly took off her black coat and put it aside.

She reached out and tucked her black hair behind her ear, and an exquisite pendant hung on her pink and attractive earlobe.

Her bright red lips pursed slightly in a friendly smile.

There is not a single wrinkle on the slender neck.

The skin on her plump, white arms and chest was smooth and delicate, even having a faint sheen under the light.

The black lace inner wear makes her look plump and mature.

The inner layer is connected in the middle with a brown grid pattern, which is pushed out into a huge arc.

The trembling trajectory shows the degree of firmness.

Even the moment she took off her black coat.

The fresh air system running in the office brought a burst of body fragrance, and the seductive fragrance with her body temperature was so alluring.

This made Hatoyama Yumemi, a woman who was very confident about her appearance, look at her with a strong sense of jealousy.

Big breasts aside, how come this woman has such good skin? Isn’t she busy every day?

It's really unreasonable.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu didn't expect that the woman opposite was observing him carefully.

She pushed her black dress back with her hands and sat down.

Keep your back straight and your legs together.

Holding the handbag in both hands, she placed it on her knees.

Everything seems so respectful to each other.

Smile.

"This is the first time we meet, Minister Yume Hatoyama. Thank you for your guidance."

"Councilor Shiraishi, honestly, I'm surprised you could find your way here." Hatoyama Yumemi nodded slightly. "Who leaked my identity and address?"

"Let me guess, um, I think it should be that Congressman Abe."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu was slightly stunned. This Hatoyama Yumemi could actually tell the person who guided her here.

Being able to sit in the position of Minister of Public Security of this country as a woman.

This not only shows her status in the Hatoyama family, but also shows the trust that the previous prime minister and current interim prime minister Shigeharu Shiba have in her.

Her ability to make inferences also attracted the attention of Shiraishi Nagimitsu. She was indeed not simple.

"Oh? How did Minister Hatoyama know that?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu did not deny it.

Since Abe Nosuke was willing to tell her, it meant that she didn't care about it at all.

"It's simple. Of the few members of Congress that Congressman Shiraishi has been close to recently, only Abe Nozaki knows my identity and address." Hatoyama Yumemi said with a smile, "She's the only one who's not afraid of me at all."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's heart tightened slightly. It seemed that this woman had been paying attention to him and even knew who he had been close to recently.

"Sai Ai, stop playing games and pour some coffee for me and the guests." Hatoyama Yumemi frowned and glanced at his niece who served as his secretary.

"Aunt, drinking iced coffee is not good for you, especially now that you are on your menstrual period. You will easily get a stomachache. I must protect you well!!" The woman with bare legs and an OL short skirt stood up while holding the switch, but her eyes were still fixed on the screen and she refused to move away, and the thumbs of both hands kept moving.

"When you say you care about me, can you look at me and say it?" Yumemi Hatoyama rolled his eyes. "At least once. Stop playing around and pour the coffee."

"Oh, dead." Hatoyama Se'ai cried out in frustration, then raised her head: "Aunt, what did you ask me to do just now?"

Yumemi Hatoyama took a deep breath and pointed his finger at the coffee machine in the distance.

"Oh, I see." Hatoyama Seai put the switch aside and walked towards the coffee machine. After taking two steps, she turned back and asked, "Do you want cold or hot drinks?"

"It's cold. It's so hot in here." said Yumemi Hatoyama.

"Auntie, you drink iced coffee..."

"Shut up. A few ice cubes won't kill you."

"Oh"

"I'm so sorry to have embarrassed you." After Yumemi Hatoyama stopped Seai Hatoyama, he smiled at Nagimitsu Shiraishi and said, "Councilor Shiraishi, can you tell me why you came to see me?"

"Minister Hatoyama, I would like to check the past marching diaries of the Self-Defense Forces. I wonder if you can give me this permission," said Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

She did not tell everything she discovered like she did to Abe Nosuke.

"The Self-Defense Forces' marching diary?" Yume Hatoyama was genuinely surprised by the purpose. This congresswoman actually came to him to ask for this permission. "I think Councillor Shiraishi, you're mistaken. You should ask the military for the Self-Defense Forces' marching diary. I'm just making a backup archive here as per customary practice."

"I won't hide anything from Minister Hatoyama," Shiraishi Nagimitsu said. "I'm investigating a very important case related to the marching diary of a Self-Defense Force unit from ten years ago. However, that unit's marching diary has been erased. This means that Minister Hatoyama is the only one who has the clue. I hope you can help me!"

Yumemi Hatoyama took the coffee from Seai Hatoyama, took a sip, and frowned, "I want iced coffee. The room temperature is so high, didn't Seai hear you?"

"I heard you, but I also told you not to drink iced drinks. You're on your period." Hatoyama Se Ai ignored her aunt who rolled her eyes and came to Shiraishi Nagihiru and Shiraishi Mei with a tray. "Both of you drink iced drinks."

"Thank you." Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Shiraishi Mei each took it.

"What are you watching?" Hatoyama Seai asked curiously, looking at the iPad in the hands of Shiraishi Mei who was hiding in the corner watching TV series.

"It's a very good TV series, the Chinese series Empresses in the Palace." Mei Shiraishi said without even raising her head.

"Is it fun to play with a switch?"

"Of course."

"Let's watch it together. Tell me the plot."

"Okay." Mei Shiraishi moved her butt to the side.

The two women's heads came together.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Hatoyama Yumemi both turned their gaze away from them.

The atmosphere here was quite tense, but the two guys became close after meeting for the first time.

"I'm sorry, I understand your intentions, but I can't give you permission. This violates Japan's public safety regulations." Hatoyama Yumemi said apologetically, "Unless Prime Minister Shigeki gives the order."

"I understand." Shiraishi Nagiko nodded. "Then I'll provide the unit numbers. Could Minister Hatoyama directly give me their marching diaries?"

"I'm afraid that won't work." Hatoyama Yumemi shook his head.

"Is it also because of Japan's public safety regulations?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu asked. "This march diary doesn't rise to the level of national public safety, right? Especially since it's from ten years ago? According to Japan's public safety regulations, it should have been confidential by then."

"Or," Shiraishi Nagimitsu paused, "Minister Hatoyama simply doesn't want to help me?"

Hatoyama Yumemi did not answer, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and then put it aside.

After a moment of silence, he said, "It's not that I don't want to make friends with Councillor Shiraishi, but I don't want to offend more people."

"What do you mean?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu also put the coffee aside. Although he had expected this result, the other party's rejection was too straightforward.

Yumemi Hatoyama changed his sitting posture slightly and said solemnly:
"It's very simple. If it's just a simple case, Councillor Shiraishi should be at the National Security Bureau right now. They can help you more there. There's no need for you to come to me."

"Secondly, if the case Councillor Shiraishi wants to investigate isn't a big deal, then Abe no Suzuki will help you out of favors, and it won't be my turn."

"Since she pushed you to me, it means she doesn't want to offend the background forces of this case."

"Third, whoever was able to delete the Japanese troops' marching diary must have a very powerful background."

"All of this shows that if I want to gain Councillor Shiraishi's friendship through this matter, the price is too high. It seems to be beyond my budget."

"I see. I understand." Shiraishi Nagimitsu didn't say anything more. Both parties were smart people, and friendship could not be established with just a few words.

She stood up and nodded. "Then I'll take my leave. I'm sorry to bother Minister Hatoyama."

"I'm sorry, Councillor Shiraishi, I can't help you." Hatoyama Yumemi also stood up.

"No, it's a pleasure to meet Minister Hatoyama. This trip is not in vain." Shiraishi Nagimitsu held the coat in his hands, smiled, took a few steps forward and stretched out his little hand.

"Me too. Councillor Shiraishi, feel free to come sit with me when you have time." Hatoyama Yumemi smiled and extended his hand to shake it. "I'll see you off."

After watching Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Shiraishi Mei enter the elevator.

"Aunt, Shiraishi Nagimitsu came to you for help this time, probably targeting the Aso family." Hatoyama Seai turned her head and said, "About 10 years ago, Aso Taro was Deputy Prime Minister and Minister of Defense. At the same time, several senior generals in the Self-Defense Forces were also from the Aso family."

"The Aso family is the most likely to have been able to delete the marching diary."

"Also, they used the army's marches to smuggle a lot of stuff during those years."

"I see." Hatoyama Yumemi nodded, not doubting the memory of the guy next to him. "It's pretty much what I thought. I'm afraid the Aso family is smuggling something important and Shiraishi Nagimitsu discovered it."

"No matter what, our Hatoyama family cannot break the tacit understanding between these families. We should avoid getting involved in such matters if possible."

"Also, Auntie, the Catholic Church just sent a message asking when we can arrest Kana Morisawa. The EU is already preparing to connect with the Fuji Group." Hatoyama Seai checked the time. "Also, Prime Minister Shigeki Shiba left for Washington an hour ago and called to inquire about this matter."

Hatoyama Yumemi rubbed his brows and said, "That girl Sakura Kurumi is not easy to deal with either. Judging from her recent actions, she is very strong. I don't think she will be so easily obedient."

"Unless we can find some evidence against her."

"She suddenly detained Kana Morisawa like this, obviously to protect her."

"Based on the limited information we have, she was the one who assisted Kana Morisawa in the Transport Minister's incident," Hatoyama Seai said. "But despite all our efforts these days, we haven't been able to find out why she and Kana Morisawa became so close."

"And everything about her account is normal. She's also a workaholic, a pervert like my aunt, who never takes a break."

"Could you please stop looking at me when you called me a pervert?" Yumemi Hatoyama sat down again and thought for a moment. "I'll go meet her in person and feel her out. But before that, maybe I can find something."

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Inside the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau.

Observation room.

Kana Morisawa and Mukaiko Miyagi sat side by side on the sofa, looking at the old man kneeling and crawling on the ground in front of them.

Two burly men in black from the Yamaguchi-gumi were each stepping on one of his hands.

Both beauties were wearing orthodox kimonos.

With white cotton socks wrapped around her feet and wooden clogs on, everything looked so formal.

"What? You're not going to tell me yet?" Morisawa Kana smiled and said, "Nitta Saburo, you're also a veteran of the Yamaguchi-gumi. The reason I'm still waiting patiently is because I want to hear you say it yourself. Also, everyone wants to see you set an example."

As she spoke, Kana Morisawa looked at the projection next to her.

In the projection.

The elders of the Yamaguchi-gumi were now kneeling in the courtyard of the Edogawa Bonsai Museum.

Several old men stood beside the elders with serious expressions.

The two places are connected in real time.

"Madam, I don't know what to say. These are just nonsense. There is no evidence at all." Nitta Saburo roared: "According to the rules of the Yamaguchi-gumi, they are betraying Madam and coming to you instead of me. This is against the rules."

pat.

A severed finger soaked in a test tube was thrown in front of Saburo Nitta.

"This is his punishment, of course, assuming he's not lying. If he is, you'll see his head." Kana Morisawa put away her smile. "Now, it's your turn, and you're still refusing to speak up? How many money laundering clients have you concealed?"

"Really, ma'am! You took my account book too. I've been checking it for so long, is there anything wrong? All of this proves my innocence." Nitta Saburo raised his head with an effort. "Ma'am, we old guys respect you very much, but you have to produce evidence."

"Without any evidence, you are treating us veterans who have made great contributions like this. We are not convinced."

At this time, in the venue on the Edogawa side, the kneeling old people also raised their heads and looked at everything on the huge screen in front of them.

"Haha." Kana Morisawa suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that she fell forward and backward.

Suddenly the laughter stopped.

Bang!

A cup hit Saburo Nitta's forehead hard.

Blood immediately flowed out.

Saburo Nitta wanted to struggle in pain, but he was trampled by two strong men and could not move.

"I don't accept it. You have no evidence, ma'am!! We don't accept it!!!" Saburo Nitta endured the pain on his forehead, letting the blood flow down, his face grim.

"Old thing, have you forgotten who we are?" Kana Morisawa stood up and said coldly.

She walked slowly towards Saburo Nitta with her beautiful legs.

"We are the Yamaguchi-gumi, the underworld." As she spoke, Kana Morisawa stepped hard on Saburo Nitta's palm with her clogs, slowly turning the clogs to crush it.

Ahhhhh! !
Seeing Saburo Nitta howling in pain, Kana Morisawa said coldly, "Do you think we are the police? Or the court? What evidence do the underworld need? You really make me laugh, Saburo Nitta."

She retracted her beautiful legs in clogs, turned her head and said, "Xiangzi, let him give up."

Miyagi Mukako gently lifted up her kimono that was dragging on the ground, revealing a pair of super long beautiful legs, and stood up. Then she clicked on the iPad in her hand and put it on the ground.

Saburo Nitta was shaking in pain, his body being stepped on by two feet and he could only twist his body slightly to struggle.

Suddenly, a burst of playful sounds was heard.

My body froze instantly.

He slowly raised his head in fear and looked at the iPad in front of him.

In the video that is playing.

His four-year-old grandson, Chizuru Nitta, was playing with sand on the beach.

Several strong men in black clothes surrounded him and kept teasing him, making him laugh.

And the sea behind the grandson.

More than a dozen hands were struggling desperately in the sea.

Everyone's head rose and fell in the sea.

There are men and women.

They were tied with iron chains, and the other ends of the chains were on several speedboats.

As soon as their strength is exhausted, they will sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Please, ma'am, let them go." Saburo Nitta's face turned pale instantly, his lips trembled with fear, and even his teeth chattered up and down, making a sound.

"What now? Saburo Nitta, are you going to tell me or not?" Kana Morisawa sat back on the sofa and crossed her beautiful legs.

The white curves revealed in the kimono matched with her bright red lips are captivating and charming.

"I, I." Saburo Nitta kept panting.

But before he could hesitate for three seconds, a loud cry of "wah" was heard.

His grandson, Chizuru Nitta, was being lifted up by one foot by a man in black, and was being carried to the beach.
The small body was shaken by the swing.

"Wow Grandpa"

He naturally cried out for his grandfather who loved him the most.

The cry instantly broke down Saburo Nitta.

Boom, boom, boom! ! !

He banged his head against the floor frantically. "Please, ma'am, I'll tell you everything. Let them go, I beg you!!!"

Blood began to flow, staining his white hair and beard red.

"Now I ask you, have I wronged you?" Kana Morisawa said lightly.

"No. Madam, I deserve to die. I was afraid that the organization would take away my money laundering business, so I concealed it from many big clients. My electronic account book USB flash drive is in the sand of the fish tank at home." Saburo Nitta's head kept hitting the floor. His head was already bloody and fleshy, and gradually the tissue layer and the white bones on his forehead could be seen.

"Grandpa. Grandpa. Wow wow wow. Grandpa." His grandson Chizuru Nitta was still crying and shouting in the iPad video. At the same time, the man in black had already walked into the sea.

The sea water wiped over the black man's knees.

The waves occasionally hit Chizuru Nitta's face.

After just a few steps, his face turned red from choking.

And in the distance, those dozen or so pairs of struggling hands had gradually sunk down.
"I've said it all, everything. Please, madam, please let them go." Nitta Saburo's eyes were filled with tears and blood, and he wailed, "It's all my fault. Don't let my family suffer. I'm willing to have my abdomen cut open. Please, madam, spare them."

But before Kana Morisawa could speak, the video on the iPad in front of her went black and ended.

Saburo Nitta's body trembled, and he tried hard to look at Kana Morisawa.

"Idiot, this is a video, not a live broadcast." Morisawa Kana said expressionlessly, "I can only promise you that I will bury you all together."

"Ahhhhhh. I will kill you." Upon hearing this, Saburo Nitta's face was covered in blood, and he struggled like a madman, trying to pounce on Kana Morisawa.

呲呲.

Two sharp blade sounds were heard.

Two daggers sank into his palms, pinning him to the floor.

"Send him to meet his family." Kana Morisawa said coldly.

"Yes." The strong men in black behind said in unison.

And in the largest office of the Security Bureau.

Ying Hutao was lying in Fang Zuo's arms at this time.

The curtains in the office were drawn.

The door was also locked.

This beautiful policewoman is completely different from her usual cold appearance.

Her hands were around the man's neck.

She opened her little mouth and bit Fang Zuo's neck, first biting hard enough to leave teeth marks.

Then he playfully and gently stretched out his pink and soft pussy and licked the teeth marks.

Then she sucked out a strawberry with her red lips.

The two plump and round buttocks were being kneaded in the man's hands.

"I want to go to North America with you. I haven't been there yet." Yingkong Kurumi's beautiful face was red with afterglow: "I have saved a lot of vacation time, take me there."

"I'm not going there to play." Fang Zuo hooked his finger in punishment.

Yingkong Kurumi whimpered and collapsed into the man's arms: "I just want to be with you. It doesn't matter whether we have fun or not."

"I understand. Next time I'll take you back to China to play." Fang Zuo gently stroked her head with his chin.

"Really? I really want to go right away." Yingsora Kurumi quietly put her ear to the man's chest, listening to the surging and familiar heartbeat.

There is peace in my heart.

"Hall." There was a knock on the door.

"Speak." Yingkong Kurumi shouted angrily.

"That..." The police officer outside was startled and could only say: "There is a lot of blood flowing out of Kana Morisawa's observation room."

"Should we go in and take a look?"

Yingkong Kurumi was stunned.

"Go ahead, it's time for me to go too." Fang Zuo patted her small buttocks, which were surprisingly elastic.

"don't want."