People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

"I think we'll meet again soon..."

The white-haired old man also walked over, holding the Kaguya Touma earrings in both hands, and handed them back to Sakura Kurumi. Then he said a little embarrassedly, "Excuse me, Deputy Sakura Kurumi, which master helped you transform this Shikigami spiritual tool? Can I meet him?"

"I'm so sorry." Yingkong Kurumi took the earrings and put them back on her small ears, smiling slightly. "This master is from China. He has already returned home and is nowhere to be found."

"So..." The white-haired old man sighed in disappointment. "No wonder it can be changed to such perfection. If he comes to Japan again, please tell me, please."

Bow deeply.

After Kojima Hiroshi and the white-haired old man left.

Only two beauties, Yingsora Kurumi and Kaede Karen, were left in the conference room.

"Deputy Director Yingkong Kurumi, good tricks." Feng Hualian clapped her hands.

"Thank you." Yingkong Kurumi looked up and down at Fenghualian's outfit.

Feng Hualian changed out of the black leather jacket she wore that day and put on an OL uniform, black stockings and high heels.

"Good, you're very obedient and don't wear black leather jacket anymore." Yingsora Kurumi said with a smile.

Feng Hualian sneered: "Do you think I won't wear it again? I just..."

Before Feng Hualian could finish her words, a huge photo of a woman appeared on the big screen in the conference room.

He was tied up by vines.

flushed.

Limbs spread wide.

The thong was pulled down slightly.

A thumb-sized tattoo at the base of the buttocks.

Yingsora Kurumi didn't know when the phone was connected to the screen and projected the photos onto the big screen.

Feng Hualian hurriedly strode forward, turned off the screen, and looked at the door of the conference room.

After making sure no one saw it.

Gnashing his teeth, he approached Yingkong Kurumi: "Yingkong Kurumi, what... do you want to do?"

"Nothing, I just don't want you to wear leather clothes for the time being, especially black." Yingkong Kurumi tossed her two ponytails on her small face, revealing a charming smile:

"As for what you plan to do next, I haven't thought of it yet. I'll let you know when I do, Captain Fenghualian."

"If you refuse then, I won't just project the screen onto you."

Yingkong Kurumi walked to the door, turned around again, and looked at Fenghua Lian who had a cold face and said nothing, "I'm leaving. Captain Fenghua Lian, won't you come and see me off?"

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"So, it's a complete failure?" Ashiya Dosan looked at Kaede Hanaren who was kneeling on the ground, his voice cold.

"Yes... yes." Kaede Karen whispered, "We underestimated Sakura Kurumi's Shikigami spirit tool."

"It's not your fault, get up." Ashiya Dosan frowned.

"Now, isn't it time to give us an explanation?" Omori was suppressing his anger. "We even pressed Takeda Taifu forward, paying such a huge price, and got such a futile result."

"What explanation do I have to give you? What price did you pay?" Ashiya Dosan turned around suddenly, his momentum rising. "It's nothing more than the death of an old man who was about to retire, but you also got the sacred object of the God of Wind, didn't you?"

"Not only did we give away the sacred artifact this time, we also lost most of the pawns the government and the Metropolitan Police Department had hidden for years."

Omori Masaru didn't say anything, but just looked at Ashiya Dosan tit for tat, his momentum gradually rising.

"Don't worry, you still have two disciples in Kyushu. We will prepare more cases for them to solve, and they will be able to return to Tokyo soon." Ashiya Dosan slowed down his voice and rubbed his eyebrows.

"As you can see, this Deputy Director Sakura Kurumi has somehow obtained a more complete Shikigami spiritual tool. This is indeed our negligence."

"There is still a way. Don't be impatient. The forces we have hidden in Tokyo are beyond your imagination. Be patient, and you will get everything you want."

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“Ahhhhhhh….”

A scream that pierced the eardrums and penetrated the roof came out of Momonogi Kana's mouth.

Momonogi Kana jumped up and kicked the man in the house.

But he kicked nothing.

I almost fell down myself.

There was no sign of any man in the dormitory.

Just now it seemed like there was only a phantom standing in the house.

Like a dream.

Speaking of dreams, Momonogi Kana felt pain all over her body.

It hurts.

The torn wound made her legs close tightly in pain.

But why does my body hurt so much?

Momonogi Kanara turned on the light and stood in front of the makeup mirror with a wrinkled face.

Pull down the spotted cute bra and white panties.

The little hands stroked the purple scars on the body.

She knew there were scratches.

The uncle in the dream had such strong hands that he showed no mercy at all.

The blood and stains on her panties made her cover her face in embarrassment.

After all, I felt so comfortable in the end that I felt like I was about to die.

Momonogi Kana slowly took her little hand down.

Looking at my snow-white and smooth body.

But why are there so many whip marks?

This didn't appear in my dream.

These whip marks all appeared on sensitive areas of my body.

Still in burning pain.

Momonogi Kana looked at the time and it was already morning.

The school is holding a meeting today, which is a good opportunity to investigate the apostates hiding here.

Momonogi Kana turned around and prepared to wash up.

Suddenly he was stunned.

She was startled by the messy footprints in front of the bed.

With such a large size, it is obviously a man's footprint.

Could it be that the man I vaguely saw was real?

The man's face seemed...

It seems to be the one downstairs...

abnormal.

Could it really be him?

He has the keys to all the women's dormitories at Tokyo Women's University.

Could it be that he sneaked in at night?

Momonogi Kana gritted her teeth and wished she could go down and settle the score with him right away.

Chapter 153: Hibiki's Yoga Moves

Fang Zuo was lying on a chair in the room downstairs of the women's dormitory, swaying, and having a video call with Yingkong Kurumi.

In the video, Yingkong Kurumi first pouted and complained, blaming Fang Zuo for not answering her video.

Then, after Fang Zuo said sorry, his little face immediately became bright again, and he chattered about how smart he was in the past two days and how he had turned the situation around.

Then he suddenly stopped and looked at Fang Zuo with blinking eyes.

Just when Fang Zuo was confused.

"Praise me, bad guy. This expression and the rhythm of stopping are meant to let you praise me, humph."

Sakura Kurumi shook the twin ponytails on her little head.

Suddenly, a blush appeared on the delicate little face.

"Bad guy, do I look good in twintails?"

"Do you want to catch me? Next time I'll wear pigtails when I see you, okay?"

"Oh, I know I have to wear thin pants. I'll see if you grab the top or the bottom, hum."

After saying the last sentence with a coquettish tone, Sakura Kurumi hung up the video call.

Fang Zuo was left with a headache, yes.

How can I grab those high ponytails and those plump buttocks that feel so good?

This requires practicing the Four Dharmakaya Arms...

Thinking of this, Fang Zuo glanced at Momonogi Kana who had been standing outside his door.

What does she want to do?

The woman was wearing a JK uniform and a plaid skirt.

A pair of cotton black calf socks and small leather shoes.

She looks pretty and pure, with a delicate little face and big eyes.

She doesn't look like a teacher, but more like a female college student.

I have been standing far away at the door since I started the video call.

She kept her hands on her hips, tilted her head, and stared at him angrily.

Momonogi Kana wanted to walk through the door several times to interrupt this perverted video call.

But her good upbringing kept her waiting at the door.

Looking at this man, he raised his eyebrows, smiled, and even showed a lewd smile after hanging up the phone.

It's definitely not a good call.

How perverted.

It wasn't until the man hung up that she glared at him and walked in.

"Shoes." Momonogi Kana said coldly.

"Huh?" Fang Zuo was a little confused.

What does it mean.

"Let me see the soles of your shoes." said Momonogi Kana.

"Oh, read it yourself." Fang Zuo picked up the book and covered his face with it.

then

Two bangs.

Her two feet were lifted up and placed on the table, almost brushing Momonogi Kana's little face.

"You..." Momonogi Kana looked at the man's rude behavior and wanted to kick him hard in the face.

Lord, please forgive me for my emotional sins. Anger does not reflect God's teachings.

Momonogi Kana prayed in her heart and took a deep breath.

The little face came up to look at the soles of the man's shoes.