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

Fei Guangli took a few quick steps, and when she saw some students, she quickly slowed down, coughed a few times, and greeted the students coming towards her with a smile.

After putting down the fruit, he looked around and found that there was no one around, so he picked up a piece and stuffed it into Fang Zuo's mouth.

His fingers inadvertently brushed across Fang Zuo's lips.

"Mr. Fang Zuo, do you think this outfit looks good on me?"

"Not bad, a few years younger."

"Really? I was worried today if I was too fancy." Fei Guangli was overjoyed and looked down at her outfit again:

"I just came back from a meeting at the Prime Minister's residence. I was looked at by many people along the way. I felt a little insecure and was afraid that people would gossip about me."

After saying this, her face turned red.

"Oh, Principal Fei Guangli." Fang Zuo suddenly thought of something: "Last time you said you were a Jew?"

Fei Guangli nodded, picked up another piece of fruit and put it into the man's mouth: "Yes."

"You frequently visit the Prime Minister's residence. What about the Prime Minister and the cabinet? What are their beliefs?"

Kimitsu was stunned. "I'm not sure about that, but I know that Minister of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries Tetsuichi Sakamoto and his wife are also Jewish. I once met them at a church."

"Okay, thank you for the fruit." Fang Zuo said while chewing the fruit.

"You're welcome, Mr. Fang Zuo." Principal Fei Guangli blushed, picked up a tissue with her small hand, and wiped Fang Zuo's fingers that had taken the fruit.

Slowly wrap the tissue around your fingers and wipe them in a rotating motion intentionally or unintentionally.

Just like she always did to Fang Zuo.

"I'm going to the office. When Fang Zuojun is free, you can come and see me." Fei Guangli said, biting her lower lip.

"Principal Hikari Mitsuki..." A sudden shout startled Hikari Mitsuki.

As if she was caught cheating, she quickly retracted her hand and looked over.

Vice President Yuko Shinoda.

Yuko Shinoda was wearing a shirt and a standard skirt, and her green bra could be faintly seen under the light.

With her hair tied up, dark lipstick on, and gold-rimmed glasses on, she stood not far away, her hands clasped together.

He looked at this side with a playful expression on his face.

"The school board meeting is about to begin, and the directors are all waiting for Principal Kimitsu Li. What's wrong? It seems like Principal Kimitsu Li is reluctant to leave?" Yuko Shinoda said mockingly.

"Vice-Principal Yuko Shinoda, what are you talking about?" Kimitsu Li's face turned serious and she walked towards her.

"Principal Kikouli knows what I'm saying." Yuko Shinoda sneered.

"I don't understand." Fei Guangli's face was tense. "What I do understand is that it's not your turn to remind me of what I'm doing."

"It's me who's attending the school board meeting, not you, Vice Principal Yuuko Shinoda."

After saying that, she turned around and left in her high heels.

Yuko Shinoda looked at the receding figure of Kimitsu Li and snorted in disdain.

This woman used to wear a standard shirt uniform, just like what she was wearing now.

But now?

It's getting more and more fancy, the high heels are getting higher and higher, the skirts are getting shorter and shorter, and the hips are twisting in a sexy way.

and......

Yuko Shinoda couldn't help but think of her surprising discovery when she got off work that day.

Yuko Shinoda, who was once in the same yoga class as her, clearly saw the cleaning staff coming out of Principal Kikou Li's office that day.

Take out a pile of garbage from the trash can in the office.

In addition to various balls of document paper, there was a pair of yoga pants that Yuko Shinoda was very familiar with.

These are the yoga pants that Hibiki loves to wear. She even bought several pairs of the same brand and color.

The discarded gray yoga pants were stained and had a big hole torn in the crotch.

Look at the toilet paper ball in the trash can.

As a woman, don’t you know what this means?

The president of Tokyo Women's University actually did this in his office. How horny must he be?

Yuko Shinoda smiled coldly.

What? She hasn't had a man for nearly 20 years. It seems that the reputation of chastity of this Tokyo Women's University student, Hibiki Mitsuki, is about to be shattered.

When the time comes, I will put everything she has done on the board of directors and see how she can still pretend to be dignified and inviolable.

How can I gain the trust of the directors?

The only question now is, who is the man that Kimitsu Li is involved with?

He has such great charm that he can attract the beautiful woman like Hibiki Mitsuki.

Yuko Shinoda looked at the man who was dozing with his legs crossed in the room in front of her.

Could it be him?

Then he shook his head.

How could a prestigious president of Tokyo Women's University, one of the think tanks who frequent the Prime Minister's Office, fall for a worthless security guard?

I don't quite believe it, unless there is something extraordinary about it.

"Hey, wake up! I've told you many times that you can't sleep here." Yuko Shinoda walked forward and poked the man's arm with her finger.

It's as hard as iron, but its muscles are quite strong.

Yuko Shinoda swallowed.

But the man ignored her.

Just turned over slightly.

It's extremely rude.

Yuko Shinoda was still angry and wanted to speak.

"Hey, you..." Yuko Shinoda had just started to speak when she was surprised to find that she couldn't say anything else.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

Yuko Shinoda screamed "Ah" in fear.

Still no sound? Did I suddenly become mute?

Yuko Shinoda quickly tried various tones with her red lips, and finally found that there was no voice, not even the sound of breathing.

I feel like a mute, no, even worse than a mute.

A mute can still make "ah-ba-ah-ba" sounds.

It's over.

What kind of disease is this?

Yuko Shinoda didn't bother to call Fang Zuo to get up, and hurriedly trotted away, ready to go to the hospital.

In the dormitory upstairs.

Momonogi Kana slowly opened her eyes.

Everything that happened in her dream last night made her unable to believe it at all.

She wasn't even sure if it was true.

"It must be fake, it must be fake." Momonogi Kana supported her temples with her small hands, as if she was trying to brainwash herself.

"Yes, it must be fake. How could the Holy Spirit be killed, and killed by the uncle in my dream?"

"This is just a dream... But why did I dream of killing a god?"

Momonogi Kana's arms hung down, her face full of despair. Has her faith become so devout?

How could I, as a saint, dream of killing gods? I didn't know why I had such a blasphemous dream.

At most, I just want to wear sexy underwear and thongs.

I also came to Japan to watch some educational films.

Lord, forgive me.

Momonogi Kana knelt on the ground and prayed for atonement.

Don’t let me dream about such horrifying scenes anymore. I don’t want to wear a thong anymore.

Educational films...you must watch less of them.

Momonogi Kana stood up, took off her underwear and smelled it herself.

He frowned, disgusted with himself, and smelled of sweat.

Quickly ran into the bathroom barefoot and naked,

After taking a shower.

Momonogi Kana came out, wiping her long hair.

What should I wear today? I opened the wardrobe and started to choose.

Forget it, I'm not in the mood, just wear whatever I want.

Putting on a T-shirt and choosing the color of her stockings, Momonogi Kana suddenly thought of David, the guy whose engagement she had broken off.

He meddles in everything. In the past, if I wore black stockings once, he would scold me for a week.

Now I am finally free.

Forget it.

I'm not in the mood, so I won't wear black stockings anymore.

Putting on flesh-colored stockings, Momonogi Kana looked at herself in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and was about to go out to class.

Suddenly the phone rang.

Momonogi Kana picked up her phone, saw the incoming video message, and sighed.

A burst of bad luck.

Then I remembered that nosy David was calling again.

"What's wrong? We've already broken off our engagement. I already said a holy prayer to the Lord last night." After the video call, Momonogi Kana said with an impatient look on her face: "Please stop bothering me."

"The Holy Spirit is dead." David's handsome face was distorted. "My ancestor, the Holy Spirit, is dead."

Clang.

Momonogi Kana's hand loosened and the phone fell to the ground.

My mind went blank with shock.

Really...really dead.

Could it be that I...

Was it me... who killed the god?

I actually killed a god?

It circulated several times in Fang Zuo's body.

The phone vibrated on the table.

Fang Zuo picked it up and two text messages came in.

[Hello, I'm Minamikawa Keiko, you still owe me a meal.]

The other one gave Fang Zuo a headache.

Sister-in-law: I've booked a flight for the day after tomorrow. Remember to pick me up, Fujinohara. We haven't seen each other in years. I hope you haven't forgotten what I look like.

Fang Zuo was stunned. After he abandoned the body, the residual soul disappeared quickly.

I don't care about it, and I don't have many memories of my sister-in-law at the moment.