Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

The streets of Shibuya.

Fang Zuo held one in each hand.

Armed with Shiraishi Nagi and Sakura Kurumi, they entered a shop specializing in Wagyu beef.

Along the way, Sakura Kurumi and Shiraishi Nagi's exquisite faces attracted the attention of all men and women.

Not to mention Sakura Kurumi's tall figure and full, round buttocks.

A pair of enormous creatures, along with Nagihiro Shiraishi.

It absolutely captivated everyone's attention.

Fang Zuo had to resort to a smokescreen because the two women were too well-known in Japan.

Let them forget about it after they've seen it.

After choosing your meal.

The three of them entered the tatami room.

Four-seater.

A Japanese-style dining table is placed in the middle.

Shiraishi Nagi and Sakura Kurumi each went over and sat facing each other across the dining table.

Before Fang Zuo could even choose which side to sit on, Shiraishi Nagihiko stretched out her arms and pushed him away.

Push Fang Zuo toward Sakura Kurumi.

Sakura Kurumi blocked Fang Zuo's buttocks as he was about to sit down.

Then he pushed Fang Zuo back to Shiraishi Nagihiko's side.

But Shiraishi Nagi stopped her by biting her lower lip.

Fang looked left and right.

Okay.

When you're alone, you wish you could brush your teeth, eat, read, or use your phone all while being held in your arms.

Every now and then, he would look up and give her a deep kiss on her soft, pink lips.

Their small hands often caressed their bodies, and as they touched themselves, they themselves became aroused.

I have to stick it on all the time.

What's the situation now?
Two monks had no water to drink?
Despite thinking this way, Fang Zuo was still somewhat gratified.

Regardless of whether the two women's humility towards him was genuine or feigned, they were definitely intelligent women.

She is also a woman who makes men feel comfortable.

Fang Zuo feigned anger and looked pitiful, which elicited a burst of giggles from the two beauties.

But she still wouldn't let him sit with her.

Fang Zuo lifted the Japanese-style dining table with both hands and chose a direction facing the door of the private room.

The long ends face Shiraishi Nagi and Sakura Kurumi.

Then he sat down and reached out with both hands to scoop up Shiraishi Nagi and Sakura Kurumi.

The three of them sat together.

The two of them then leaned closer together, satisfied.

They exchanged a smile, their harmony evident.

At that moment, Nagi Shiraishi's cell phone rang in her bag.

"It's Yui!" Upon hearing this special ringtone, Shiraishi Nagi Hikaru quickly took out her phone.

As expected, it was Yui Oda who called with a video.

“It must be something urgent. This kid doesn’t usually make video calls, and it’s also my workday right now.”

Nagi Shiraishi quickly connected the video call.

really.

Oda Yui's small head appeared in the video.

She was wearing a white shirt and had her hair in a bun.

She had a cute little face.

Frowning.

He had a wronged expression.

She pursed her pink lips.

The little nose twitched.

Her beautiful eyes were already puddled with tears.

"Waaah, Mom, I've been bullied!" Yui Oda burst into tears the moment she saw the screen.

The tears that were welling up in my eyes.

It flowed down instantly.

"Who bullied you?" Fang Zuo asked angrily, reaching for the phone.

"Onii-chan!!!" Oda Yui was stunned when she saw the camera suddenly pan to a face she had been longing for.

Immediately afterwards, the little head shook like a rattle-drum.

"No, no one bullied me." Oda Yui quickly wiped away her tears, acting as if nothing had happened.

Then, she suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "I know the lady next to me! You're Sakura Kurumi, the head of the brothel! You're my idol!!! Many of my classmates like you!!"

Yingkong Kurumi was stunned.

He only knew that he was famous in the eyes of the prisoners.

I didn't expect him to be so famous among the students.

"It's true, you now have the image of a typical strong woman in Japan, and we don't usually watch social news channels, we only follow you when you're on screen!!"

"You always look so cool and beautiful in your uniform on camera, so serious!!! We all love it!!"

Oda Yui looked at Sakura Kurumi and nodded frantically.

A young girl's emotions come and go quickly.

What started as a puddle of water in her beautiful eyes instantly transformed into little stars.

"Don't change the subject. What, is there something I can't know?" Fang Zuo frowned.

"No... Onii-chan." Oda Yui quickly shook her head, pouting slightly as she said in a low voice, "It's a small matter, I don't want to bother you."

"My mother told me that what you're doing is very, very important, and often dangerous."

I don't want you to be in danger, not even the slightest danger.

"Idiot, since your older brother is doing big things, this little thing is nothing to you," Kurumi Sakura encouraged. "Tell me, what happened?"

"If your mom and I can handle it, we don't need to bother your older brother."

"Oh, it's still my movie," Yui Oda said, changing the subject repeatedly, which actually improved her mood considerably.
"The post-production and dubbing of the film are now complete, and Takeshi Kitano has handed it over to the distribution company to prepare for distribution, but the cinemas won't give me any screening slots."

Speaking of this, Oda Yui's face turned aggrieved again:

"They visited many cinemas across Japan, but they could only give me a very small percentage of screenings. According to their statistics, I only get about 5% of screenings nationwide."

"Grandpa Takeshi Kitano's hair has turned white from worry these past few days; he's almost bald, even though it's already white."

“So that’s how it is,” Shiraishi Nagihiko frowned. “It must have been that Jewish woman who did it that day.”

“I’ve been paying attention to the acquisitions in recent years. BlackRock has indeed been controlling Japanese cinemas by holding shares in various Japanese cultural and entertainment companies.”

"They suffered a loss here last time, and it turns out their last resort was to make things difficult for Yui's film during the final distribution."

“I can just find someone to buy it from all the movie theaters in Japan,” Fang Zuo said.

With the financial resources of the several conglomerates he controls, buying up shares in all the movie theaters in Japan would be a piece of cake.

“No way.” Shiraishi Nagi tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Even if they agree to the acquisition, it will take a long time to go through the formalities for so many companies.”

"And it requires a huge amount of cash flow. It's not something that can be done in a short time."

"It will also trigger Japan's anti-monopoly laws. BlackRock has gradually absorbed the market to its current size over many years through various means of cross-shareholding."

"Okay. Don't worry, leave it to me. I have other ideas," Fang Zuo said, stroking his chin.

"Really? Oh yeah!! I knew Onii-chan was the best!!" Oda Yui's face beamed with joy. "I'm going to tell Grandpa Kitano Takeshi right away, he'll be so happy!!"

I put in so much effort and suffered a lot.

It would be a lie to say that one doesn't care about the box office performance of their film.

Besides, every girl dreams of becoming a superstar. "Have you eaten?" Fang Zuo asked.

"No," Oda Yui said pitifully, "I didn't have a good appetite because of this."

"Your appetite's better now, isn't it?" Fang Zuo said with a smile.

“Great! I’m going to eat mala tang. They’ve opened mala tang in Osaka now.” Yui Oda said, “Onii-chan, I’ll go back to Tokyo after I finish my mala tang. You won’t leave again, will you?”

"Not for now," Fang Zuo smiled.

"Wait for me!!" Yui Oda exclaimed excitedly, "I'll head back to Tokyo after I finish my spicy hot pot!"

"Alright, let's go eat." Shiraishi Nagi took the phone.

He then explained a whole host of other things.

For example, when you leave, you should say goodbye to Takeshi Kitano, thank the staff, and buy gifts for everyone.

"Being a mother is really hard." Sakura Kurumi sighed, looking pitifully at Fang Zuo, "I think if we have children in the future, I definitely won't be a good mother."

"It's alright, just draw your gun if they don't obey," Fang Zuo said with a smile.

"Oh dear, I have something important to tell you." Sakura Kurumi punched her with her little hand, pouting.

“I used to think the same way you did.” Shiraishi Nagihiko hung up the phone and sighed. “Maybe we are both very successful in our careers, and maybe we can give them a lot of material things.”

"But compared to ordinary families, we give far too little time and attention."

After the fast food was delivered, the three of them ate and chatted, and the time passed quickly.

Kurumi Sakura and Nagi Hikari Shiraishi returned to their respective jobs.

These two typical career women, even though they still have half a day off today.

But they all gave up at the same time, and couldn't stay idle at all.

No wonder these two beauties were able to reach such positions and gain everyone's trust.

The movie theater's schedule, right?
Fang Zuo touched his chin.

Although I have been away from worldly life for too long, I am not able to fully understand how it works.

But some people know.

now.

Not far from the Edogawa Bonsai Museum.

The residents of several vacant old-style small apartment buildings suddenly left one after another some time ago.

Then the construction team came and surrounded these apartment buildings with scaffolding for renovations.

Several identical Maybachs were parked below the apartment building.

Rena Morisawa and Muko Miyagi got off the middle car.

I entered the old apartment building, escorted by a group of men in black.

"Madam!!" Several young men were already waiting at the entrance of the building.

Upon seeing Reina Morisawa, he bowed excitedly at a 90-degree angle.

"How's it going?" Morisawa Rena asked casually.

"Madam, please come with me." Nakata Kiyotaka extended his hand in a gesture of invitation.

The scars from the missing fingers are clearly visible.

"You're not blaming me, are you?" Reina Morisawa pointed to the defect in his finger.

"How could this be!!! Nakata Kiyotaka's gratitude towards his wife is as vast as the ocean." Nakata Kiyotaka immediately knelt down:
“Nakata Kiyotaka isn’t so stupid as to not understand Madam’s good intentions. A position like this, obtained by trading a few fingers, is probably something every member of the Yamaguchi-gumi would dream of.”

"Okay, let's go." Morisawa Reina nodded in satisfaction.

Soon, they followed Kiyotaka Nakata into the building lobby.

In this originally dilapidated apartment building, all the decorative walls have been removed.

It was filled with all kinds of servers.

Even with the huge industrial air conditioner on, a wave of heat from the computer still hits you.

At the same time, several young people walked over and greeted Kiyotaka Nakata.

"Madam, these are the computer geniuses you rescued from prison. They are the ones who founded our thirty-seven electronics technology companies," Nakata Kiyotaka said excitedly.

“We laundered the first sum of money from the current president of the Philippines a few days ago.”

As he spoke, he waved to the crowd.

"Utsunomiya Mai, please introduce her to the lady."

"Yes." Another woman with a prominent bust stepped forward and respectfully addressed her as "Madam."

She has a baby face, but she insists on wearing heavy makeup.

Coupled with their exceptionally gifted pair, they possess a strikingly conflicting beauty.

As she stepped forward, she gazed curiously at the legendary female leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

This woman is the one who got me out of prison.

“Madam, this is one of the genius computer hackers I mentioned. She is in charge of the technical architecture of the Yamaguchi-gumi’s entire money laundering plan and is our technical section chief,” Kiyotaka Nakata said.

At the same time, he made a gesture to Utsunomiya Mai.

Utsunomiya Mai didn't dare to meet the other person's gaze, keeping her head down: "Madam, the servers we purchased this time have all been set up, and we have also infiltrated the virtual electronic currency market."

"We have issued our own reconstructed cryptocurrencies, which can be converted between Ethereum, Tron, and our own blockchain."

"Finally, yesterday we successfully converted all the money from drug traffickers in the Americas, which belonged to the Philippine president, into electronic currency and used it as margin for international futures trading, and then deposited it into our account."

"How much?" Reina Morisawa nodded.

“We’ll take 30% of the $500 million,” Kiyotaka Nakata said respectfully. “Because this is our first big deal, we’re taking a smaller percentage. In the future, for deals like this, we’ll take more than 50%.”

"Because of their identities, these people urgently need to launder their money. As long as it's quick, they don't care about the share of the profits."

"Has the money been deposited?" Reina Morisawa asked to confirm.

Without the Yamaguchi-gumi's hidden account, everything is meaningless.

"Yes, it's already been deposited." Nakata Kiyotaka nodded. "The organization's finance department received it yesterday as well."

“Very good, very good!” Reina Morisawa smiled.

Recent major conflicts in the Americas have left the region struggling to secure funding.

This is a huge help right now.

"My lady," Utsunomiya Mai suddenly mustered her courage and said.

This Yamaguchi-gumi lady may look delicate and frail, but her aura is incredibly intimidating.

"Hmm?" Reina Morisawa turned her head.

"I have a suggestion."

"Go ahead and speak! I'll take any good suggestions you have, and I'll thank you on behalf of the organization," Morisawa Rena said calmly.

“I suggest we set up a computer hacking department for the Yamaguchi-gumi.” When talking about herself, Mai Utsunomiya’s professionalism became instantly apparent: “Since we’re a criminal organization anyway, why not take on cybercrime as well?”

Utsunomiya Mai puffed out her chest.

The intense, overwhelming tremor of that extraordinary talent reminded Morisawa Reina of Serena Anri from Brazil.

She simply spoke frankly about criminal organizations.
This outspokenness made Rena Morisawa and those around her feel strange.

Although it is true.

"Do you have any plans?" Morisawa Reina asked.

“I had my own hacking group, but it disbanded after I went to jail,” Mai Utsunomiya quickly added. “I hope to reunite with the Yamaguchi-gumi.”

"Furthermore, it would be a shame not to use such a large cluster of servers for cybercrime."

"We can receive cyber hacking orders from all over the world."

Reina Morisawa chuckled to herself.

Indeed, this woman is a natural contradiction.

A baby face.

But he was born with a pair of exceptionally gifted hands.

She's clearly cute, yet she wears such heavy makeup.

He speaks like a naive college student who hasn't yet entered the workforce.

But his mind is filled with criminal thoughts.

He's a guy born to work for the Yamaguchi-gumi. (End of Chapter)