I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 160 and 162: The Taste of Monsters is Really Good

The lavishly decorated restaurant is bathed in the glow of a magnificent crystal chandelier, which illuminates every inch of the space with a golden light, casting a golden glow on everyone sitting at the long dining table.

The band behind the second-floor railing was playing their hearts out, and the elegant and moving melodies of the cello and organ echoed from the ceiling.

The seven or eight people at the table, some were imposing middle-aged men, others were pampered elderly people in their sixties, and each of them exuded an arrogance that made them feel superior.

But at this moment, they had no choice but to lower their eyes and respectfully await the orders of the old man sitting in the main seat.

The elderly man at the head of the table, dressed in black Wu clothing, sat in a wheelchair. His face was covered with age spots, and he looked very old. He clasped his hands together, supported himself with a cane, rested his chin on the back of his hands, and closed his eyes, seemingly drowsy.

Judging from the old man's aged and decaying aura, one might wonder if he would breathe his last at any moment and never wake up again.

I'm starving, why isn't the feast starting yet? What's that old geezer chairman up to?

Although some people were secretly complaining, they dared not show it on their faces and continued to wait patiently.

"Gurgle, gurgle—"

The sounds of intestinal peristalsis, which even the music couldn't drown out, emanated from the belly of the first portly, well-fed man to the right of the chairman.

The fat man looked somewhat embarrassed and tightened his belt.

At the same time, Chairman Hyodo's eyelids twitched slightly, and then he woke up, put his cane on the table, and stretched.

"President!"

Good evening, Chairman.

Everyone greeted them warmly.

"As people get older, they tend to sleep more."

Chairman Hyodo nodded; after a good night's sleep, his energy had returned considerably.

"Gurgle—"

The fat man's stomach rumbled again, and Chairman Hyoudou burst into laughter, thoroughly amused.

"You haven't had dinner yet, have you? I clearly said I would treat you to a meal tonight, but I've kept putting it off until now. I must be getting senile."

"Not at all, not at all! The chairman said he would treat us to a feast, and I've been saving my appetite since this morning. I'm definitely going to have a big meal tonight," the fat man said with a fawning smile, his chubby cheeks jiggling and obscuring his eyes.

"Hosoda, you really are a glutton! Look at your belly, you're practically a big fat pig!"

Chairman Hyodo chuckled and cursed a few times, then gently poked Hosoda's bulging belly with his cane.

"It's all thanks to the chairman that I'm so fat and strong."

Hosoda scratched his double chin sheepishly and smiled in a憨态可掬 (endearing and simple) manner.

"Hahahaha—!" The president laughed, and his voice didn't sound like that of a decrepit old man at all.

Hosoda really knows how to flatter, making the old man happy. No wonder he was able to climb to the high position of vice chairman of the Black Emperor Society.

Although the others both respected and feared Chairman Hyodo, they were all powerful figures in Tokyo and held themselves in high esteem. They couldn't possibly act like a clown like Hosoda, that fat pig, and try to amuse Chairman Hyodo.

"Humans have three major desires: the desire for sleep, the desire for sex, and the desire for food."

Chairman Hyodo slowly began, "At my age, I'm no longer able to indulge in women. Therefore, for me, satisfying my appetite is the top priority among these three desires."

"You're in for a treat tonight, as you'll be able to enjoy the rare ingredients that I've prepared for you."

Upon hearing the chairman's words, some of the Black Emperor Society's high-ranking members turned pale and struggled to suppress the urge to vomit, as if they had suddenly remembered something.

Some people were dismissive, saying that for people of their status and wealth, Michelin-starred restaurants and top-tier Japanese restaurants in China were just everyday meals, and they had tasted all sorts of delicacies.

The food prepared by the chairman, unless it contains dragon liver and phoenix gall, is not surprising.

"Slap! Slap!"

The chairman clapped his hands lightly, and several men in black worked together to push up a square object covered with a black cloth, which was more than two meters in diameter.

"Swaying—"

The faint sound of water could be heard coming from under the black cloth.

Someone frowned. Could it be that the thing pushed up was a water tank?

Is Chairman Hyodo treating them to seafood?

But Japan is an island nation, and people rely on the sea for their livelihood. What kind of seafood haven't these powerful and wealthy people eaten?

"Hehehe, I guarantee that none of you have ever eaten this stuff." Chairman Hyodo grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, drool rolling down his chin.

Whether it was a natural talent or the necessity of eating people without spitting out the bones, Chairman Hyodo's teeth were very well maintained.

A bodyguard in a black suit pushed Chairman Hyoudou to the square, unidentified object. Chairman Hyoudou reached out and pulled down the curtain.

It was indeed a huge water tank.

However, the creature in the tank wasn't seafood like fish, shrimp, or crabs, but a small, dark brown monster!

The little monster has a human-shaped upper body, about half a meter long, smooth and hairless, with no ears or nose on its face, and a narrow mouth below two protruding fish eyes. Its lower body is covered with tentacles like an octopus, covered with suckers.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Some people were shocked, wondering if it was fresh seafood caught from Fukushima.

In that case, he wouldn't be able to enjoy it.

A few years ago, Abe only drank a cup of tap water from Fukushima, and within a few days he developed colon cancer and was hospitalized in critical condition.

Fortunately, a loyal warrior helped him remove the lesions, and Mr. Abe no longer has to suffer from the pain.

However, some people thought for a moment, then immediately remembered something, and their expressions changed drastically:

"It's a monster!"

"That's right, it's a monster! What the Metropolitan Police Department calls Type A!" Chairman Hyodo said with a strange expression.

The other high-ranking members of the Black Emperor Society also disregarded their airs and walked one by one to the water tank, looking at the octopus monster inside with amazement.

Given their status, they had heard of the monsters that appeared in 1990.

But that's something from another world after all. Even if I'd heard of it, this was the first time I'd ever seen it with my own eyes.

The little octopus monster was quite startled to see so many people gathering around. It opened its mouth, which was full of tiny teeth, and spat out a black arrow formed of thick ink, which struck the glass wall of the water tank heavily!

"Bang!"

Everyone was startled and scattered in a panic. When they looked back, the water vat was completely intact.

"Hahahaha! You idiot, this water tank is made of 200mm bulletproof glass. Even a sniper bullet can't penetrate it."

Chairman Hyodo picked up his cane and banged it hard on the water tank, teasing the little monster.

No matter how loudly he tapped the glass with his cane, not a single crack appeared in the glass wall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this little monster is our main course tonight. I assure you, it tastes absolutely delicious!"

(End of this chapter)