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

Needless to say, everyone knows where it's going.

All the remaining members of the Tsukahara Kensei family will surely die tonight, and all the family’s property will be robbed.

Even if the police from the Exorcist Guard arrived, it would probably be too late.

A huge cake accumulated over hundreds of years will make these veteran Onmyojis act like hyenas, ignoring the rules of the Spiritual Dissension Society and tearing it apart.

Then they fled in all directions.

Shenmuli was held in Fang Zuo's arms, her little head rubbing against him constantly. After finding the most comfortable position, she moaned with satisfaction and stopped moving around.

"Master."

"Ok?"

"I won."

"Ah."

"Won't you praise me?"

"idiot."

"Hey, Master...please give me some compliments."

"Okay."

"Thank you, Master. Master, I have a question."

"what happened again."

"I stink, don't I? It's all sweat."

"Kind of."

"Oh, no, no, I need to take a shower. I need to go to the hot spring next to the school. I have a card. It gives a 30% discount for couples."

"You won the championship, but you're still so frugal even though you have the prize money."

"Oh, save some money. It's so hard to find a job."

"Master..."

"Shut up and rest, we'll be there soon."

"Let me ask you another question, Master. Are you very good at that?"

“???…What?”

"That's it. You really have to explain it to me. Miss Jin has already told me. Let's try it, shall we? Don't underestimate me. I've watched a lot of educational films in the countryside."

"Shut up, if you keep talking I'll leave you behind."

"Oh." Shen Muli closed her mouth in grievance.

Until Fang Zuo threw her into the hot spring and was about to leave.

"Master." Shen Muli stretched out her two snow-white arms from the pool, lay down on the edge of the hot spring, held up her little face, and shouted again in grievance.

"what happened?"

"Aren't you coming with me?"

"Tell me next time."

"Oh."

Shenmuli slapped the water dejectedly, causing a splash.

I knew that Master likes the coquettish type like Miss Jin.

I'll go pick out some sexy lingerie later.

The sexier the better.

The tired Shen Muli struggled to get up, took out a check from the jeans beside her, and looked at it again and again.

The little face was full of smiles.

Got rich.

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"This pervert actually came out of the couple's bath." Momonogi Kana looked at Fang Zuo with disdain as he walked away: "Is he just peeping alone, or does he have some special fetish?"

Momonogi Kana felt very disdainful.

Speaking of which, everyone is called Fang Zuo, so the uncle in the dream is much better.

He always patiently accompanied me on my date, even though it was just a dream, and even though I woke up a little hastily in the end.

but.

If he doesn't wake up, it will be the last step of the date.

Thinking of that fatal feeling, at the last moment he desperately stretched his waist to meet the force.

Still drooling in confusion.

Momonogi Kana's face turned red because of her own madness.

"Kana, what are you thinking about?" A tall and handsome man stood next to Momonogi Kana, looking at her absent-mindedly.

Now her little face has turned red again for no apparent reason.

The man frowned, had golden curly hair, deep facial features, and an upright figure, which made the Japanese women walking by, both young girls and women, take a few more glances at him.

"No...nothing, David, don't think too much." Momonogi Kana shook her head.

"I'm not imagining things. How come we haven't seen each other for so long? I feel like you've changed a lot." David brushed his hair and said, "Don't you have something to tell me? We've already walked around the school."

"Also, Chana, as a saint, you should pay attention to your behavior and dress." David stopped and looked Momonogi Chana up and down: "I have been holding it in for a long time. I wanted to talk about this as soon as we met."

Kana Momonogi tied her hair into two ponytails and wore a sailor JK uniform, with a pair of black calf socks and small leather shoes under her skirt.

Combined with her petite figure, she looks like a Japanese high school girl.

"How come you've only been in Japan for a short time and you're already dressed like a Japanese student? Where are your robes and cross?" David said with a serious expression, "You didn't even pray, did you? You must always remember that you are a saint, you must..."

"That's enough, David." Momonogi Kana took a deep breath and interrupted, "I don't want to be lectured by you all the time, and I don't want you to remind me every time we go on a date that I'm a saint."

"I don't want to dress like a nun every time I go on a date with you, and I don't want to hear you say that this can't be eaten, and that drinking that is against the commandments."

"Even holding hands requires a prayer beforehand, thanking God for His gift. Every date is like a church service."

"Do you know what I want to say to you? I want to break up. I want to cancel the engagement. Do you understand?"

Momonogi Kana finished her words in one breath.

Then she took out a necklace from her sailor uniform, opened it, took out a small portrait photo, and put it in the hand of her fiancé beside her.

"That's it. From now on, we are just a saint and a knight disciple. Our engagement is dissolved. I will explain this to the bishop."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Wait, Momonogi Kana, what are you crazy about?" David grabbed Momonogi Kana's shoulders.

"Let go." Momonogi Kana's eyes gradually showed a little yellow light: "Disciple Knight, your actions are defiled the Saint. I say this for the last time, let go."

"OK." David slowly let go of his hands and breathed heavily: "Can you calm down? Even if we are breaking up, you should make things clear."

"I've made it clear enough." Momonogi Kana turned and was about to leave: "I'm tired of this way of getting along, that's it."

"Momonogi Kana, even if you want to cancel the engagement, it's not up to you." David stopped in front of Momonogi Kana: "Our engagement was completed under the witness of the gods, and the gods' consent is required."

"I will naturally go and ask the gods for help." Momonogi Kana said with a cold face: "At first, I felt a little guilty, but when I thought about breaking off the engagement, I felt extremely relieved. I realized then that I had wanted to break off this engagement that had burdened me for a long time."

"Guilt? What guilt? You've become a different person since coming to Japan, Momonogi Kana." David frowned. "The way you talk and dress, you don't look like a saint at all. Have you done anything blasphemous?"

"Now, everything about me has nothing to do with you, Disciple Knight. Please watch your words." Momonogi Kana took a few steps back and stared at the man in front of her. "You came to Japan to carry out your mission, and I will carry out mine. If you don't have anything else to do, please don't bother me. Otherwise, I will complain to the Archbishop."

"I repeat, it's not your decision to cancel the engagement, my fiancée." David looked deeply at Momonogi Kana and turned away. "I will find out why you've changed, my dear fiancée. Please don't let me find out that you've done anything blasphemous."

Momonogi Kana looked at David's receding figure and breathed a long sigh of relief.

If I did that in my dream, would it be considered blasphemy against the gods?

If so, what should I do?

She frowned beautifully, feeling a little frightened.

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Shiraishi Nagimitsu was texting a man on the sofa in the office.

The shirt under the uniform was getting tighter and tighter.

She was so nervous that even her female assistants asked her if she had bought the wrong shirt size.

When Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned over the size of her shirt with a slight smugness to show them.

The tone of their exclamations made Shiraishi Nagimitsu's pride as a woman swell even more.

As assistants, they are often responsible for Shiraishi Nagimitsu's work and life matters.

Of course I know what size my MP wears.

Since it’s not that the shirt is too small.

That was naturally a pair of giants that were a little bigger.

They all chattered and surrounded Councillor Shiraishi, asking for the secret recipe for breast enhancement.

Also, Councillor Shiraishi's skin is getting better and better, with delicate skin and not a single wrinkle visible.

Her legs are becoming rounder and rounder, and even when wrapped in gray stockings, you can feel the glow of her fleshy skin.

"You know what, Congressman Shiraishi? The male members of the Diet now look at you far more than Congressman Abe."

"Not only that, I noticed that even Congressman Abe often peeks at you."

"Who doesn't like to look at it? I also want to pinch it. Councillor, please let me pinch it. I don't want this month's salary."

"Alas, I don't want to be this big anymore. I'll be satisfied if I can have skin as juicy as Councillor Shiraishi."

"Alright, alright." Shiraishi Nagi looked at her subordinates, who had worked with her for many years and were like sisters, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I only have one secret recipe: eat more breakfast."

"Tsk..." It's always this sentence.

Everyone dispersed in disbelief.

"I'm telling the truth." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shrugged.

Then she took out her cell phone and continued to text with the man she loved.

Suddenly, a female assistant came in hurriedly from outside the door.

"Councilor Shiraishi."

"Keiko, aren't you taking a break today?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu raised his head and looked at his female assistant in surprise.

"Yes, I found this when my family and I went to the supermarket today, so I brought it to show Congressman Shiraishi." Female assistant Keiko took the mobile phone and showed the photo she took to Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"Is there such a thing?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned slightly. "Is it just this family, or are they all like this?"

"I had the same concern, so I went to several supermarkets and found the same thing everywhere." The female assistant Keiko flipped through the photo album and showed several photos to Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"Something's wrong, absolutely wrong." Shiraishi Nagimitsu stood up and called to the assistants outside the office: "Everyone, stop what you are doing and go to the nearby supermarket to investigate."

Just then, a woman walked in: "Excuse me, is this Councillor Shiraishi's office?"

Everyone looked up and recognized him.

Keiko Minamikawa, the most beautiful host in Japan.

Chapter 163 Shiraishi Nagimitsu's Choice

Keiko Minamikawa had delicate makeup on her face, her hair combed up, revealing her full and smooth forehead.

Wearing pendant earrings and dressed like a professional woman, she obviously just came out of the studio.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu had been interviewed by her several times. Although they were not friends, they were familiar with each other.

He walked forward and said, "Ms. Nanchuan Jingzi? Are you looking for me?"

"Mr. Shiraishi, it's great to have you here." Minamikawa Keiko saw Shiraishi Nagimitsu's frown finally relax. "I have something to ask Mr. Shiraishi. Can I go in and talk?"