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

Be able to clearly know what is needed.

what to do.

But it is sinking endlessly.

Hosokawa Yuji kept yelling and cursing.

The voices of several resentful spirits in the body kept mocking.

"Look, can you bear it?"

"She doesn't belong to you, not before and not now."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Hosokawa Yuzhi's face flushed crimson, the veins on his neck bulged frighteningly, his eyes bulged, and several vengeful spirits taunted him in his body. He screamed frantically, "I'm going to kill these two bitches."

"Yes, kill them, torture them to death."

"Hahaha, you useless man, hurry up and show your masculinity."

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Inside the izakaya.

"How about it? The Chinese food here is pretty good, right?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

"Hot...hot...hot, these shrimp spring rolls are so delicious." Nanchuan Jingzi nodded incoherently, fanning her mouth with her small hands. She picked up a small cup of sake and drank it quickly. "And the twice-cooked pork here goes well with wine."

"The owner here is amazing. He makes Chinese, Western, and Japanese side dishes, and they're all very good. He's only open at night." Shiraishi Nagiko said with a smile, "My man taught me what authentic Chinese food is."

"Sister, I've been back for so long, but you didn't bring me here." Shiraishi Mei pouted, looking unhappy.

"Oh, it's my first time too. Your sister is very busy. She saw that I was in a bad mood today, so she brought me here." Jingzi Minamikawa looked at the two sisters who put their huge things on the table, then looked down at her own, and her already unhappy heart became even more unhappy.

I'm not small either, just not this big.

"Seeing you sisters like this makes me feel even worse." Minamikawa Keiko frowned.

"It's actually very hard to be this big." Shiraishi Nagi pursed her red lips: "Didn't you notice that the straps on my bra are wider? It's because they are too heavy. If the straps are too thin, it will hurt my skin."

"Oh my God, I also want this kind of hardship. Please let me develop again." Minamikawa Jingzi raised her hands high and prayed.

"You'd better go home first and apologize to your father, then everything will be fine." Shiraishi Nagimitsu picked up the Western-style lemon-grilled camellia fish, put it elegantly between her red lips, and chewed it slowly.

"No apology, I absolutely won't compromise this time. How could you sell your daughter like this? I was terrified when I got home. If I hadn't protested strongly, I might have been at the wedding right now." Minamikawa Jingzi sighed: "And..."

Nanchuan Jingzi paused, her face a little worried, and continued, "I told you last time that after the evil god incident, my father and mother's personalities changed a lot."

"It was that time that you completely fell in love with, oh no, fell in love with that man, right?" Shiraishi Nagi smoothed her hair.

"I know you definitely don't understand why I fell in love with a man so easily this time." Minamikawa Jingzi's face was lost in memories. "You don't understand when you're so desperate that you're numb, your heart is being squeezed tightly by a big hand, making it hard to breathe, making you feel nauseous and wanting to vomit, and that kind of depression makes you want to commit suicide, and then you see him at that moment..."

"A heart no longer belongs to you, right?" Shiraishi Nagi's eyes were slightly confused: "I understand..."

Mei Shiraishi watched the two people from the side, silently picking up her chopsticks.

The three of them walked out of the izakaya.

After Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Shiraishi Mei sent Minamikawa Keiko to the taxi, they also came to their own car.

The driver hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for the two of them.

"Sorry to trouble you, it's so late today." Shiraishi Nagimitsu bowed apologetically.

"Please don't say that, Councillor Shiraishi. This is my job and the salary you give me is already high enough." The driver quickly bowed deeply in return.

"These are a few portions I asked the boss to remake. They are all his specialties. You can take them back and try them." After Shiraishi Nagimitsu finished speaking, Shiraishi Mei next to him quickly handed over the lunch box.

"Thank you so much, Councillor Shiraishi." The driver took it with both hands and closed the car door respectfully.

"You're welcome." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

After getting off the car in front of his villa.

"I'll take a shower first." Mei Shiraishi jumped into the villa.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu was about to close the door when he looked out at the entrance of the alley in the distance and saw a young man in a suit slumped against the wall.

Is this drunkenness? Or a sudden illness?

Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned and walked over, carefully keeping his distance. He leaned forward slightly and asked, "Excuse me, do you need any help?"

I saw that the young man's suit was wrapped tightly around his body.

Eyes closed, pale face.

The neutral dress cannot hide her charming red lips and facial features.

Is this...a woman?

Shiraishi Nagi's eyes moved down, looking at her ankles in black stockings exposed under her suit trousers, and the slightly bulging chest of her suit, and confirmed her gender.

This reassured Shiraishi Nagimitsu a little, and he moved closer: "Hello, do I need to call an emergency number for you?"

"Eat...food...water..." the androgynous-dressed woman moaned.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu was stunned. Is he so hungry?

How could people in Tokyo be so hungry?

It's not right to look like this is just a costume.

Without further investigation, Shiraishi Nagimitsu returned to the villa, opened the refrigerator, took out a large bottle of milk and a sandwich, and returned to the woman dressed in a neutral style.

Put the food next to her.

A whimpering autumn wind blew by, and Shiraishi Nagimitsu, who was still wearing her uniform skirt, felt the chill. She hurried back to the villa and took out another blanket.

I took it and was stunned again.

The large bucket of milk that had just been brought out was drunk up, and even a few sandwiches were eaten.

The woman was still mumbling about water and food.

So edible?

Isn't this too fast to eat?

Shiraishi Nagimitsu covered her with a blanket, then hurried back to take out the remaining sandwiches and ham, and hurriedly put them next to her.

"I'd better call an ambulance for you and go to the hospital." said Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

The woman didn't comment, picked up the ham sandwich and ate it in big mouthfuls, swallowing it without even chewing it carefully.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu, who was already full, couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

After thinking it over, he ran back, picked up his phone, and walked out again, ready to call the hospital for an ambulance.

But the result surprised her again.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked around in surprise.

The woman who had appeared unable to move, leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground, had disappeared.

If it weren't for the milk bottle and sandwich bag on the ground, Shiraishi Nagimitsu would have thought he was hallucinating.

What a strange woman! She is beautiful but dresses in a neutral style. She wears bright lipstick and black stockings underneath.

What a conflict, what a contradiction.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu shrugged his shoulders, picked up the garbage on the ground, and walked back to the villa.

And what she didn't know was.

In another alley in the distance, Makie was raising her beautiful right hand, staring at Shiraishi Nagimitsu, with red light flickering from her five fingers.

As long as she had the slightest thought, this woman would die in front of her.

The goal is achieved immediately.

Makie struggled in her heart until she saw Shiraishi Nagimitsu walking back to the villa and Shiraishi Mei coming out.

Then he slowly lowered his right hand.

"You saved me once, so I'll spare you this time..." Ma Feihui told herself in her heart: "Three days, I'll let you live for three more days, and then I'll come back after three days..."

moment.

The struggle faded a lot, as if this was natural.

A sudden glimpse she had in her coma came to her mind.

Shiraishi Nagi's delicate little face was filled with worry. Those foods...

There is also this blanket. Makihui pulled the blanket on her body.

All these made her feel a little different in her heart.

This is the first time someone is worried about me.

Ma Feihui said in her heart with a wry smile.

But why is it your goal?

"Add a few more days, let you live a few more days." Ma Feihui jumped into the air, kicked the wall with one leg, and moved quickly, leaving only a faint sentence in place, as if telling herself.

"For your concern, I'll give you a few more days, Shiraishi Nagihiru~~~.

In another apartment somewhere in Tokyo.

Caitlin Palacios takes a bath in the tub.

Suddenly, the pocket watch that he had been carrying with him all the time vibrated.

Caitlin Palacios stared intently at the ancient pocket watch in her hand.

"Finally appeared, the daughter of the first god."

She stood up quickly, and the foamy bath water on her body flowed down her slender limbs.

She didn't have time to wipe it off.

He picked up a windbreaker and put it on, then followed the direction of the pocket watch's hands.

The movements of this daughter of the first god are extremely strange.

After traveling all around Tokyo, Caitlin Palacios finally came to a place.

The breath of the Daughter of the First God disappeared here.

University of Tokyo.

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In the villa bathtub.

"Mitsubishi Group?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu reached around and slowly massaged Fang Zuo's eyebrows, while her snow-white body covered in foam pressed tightly against Fang Zuo's back.

Let out a satisfied sigh.

Fang Zuo felt the sensation brought by the beauty's body on his back.

Smooth and soft.

"These guys have been expanding relentlessly since World War II. Not only do they have numerous overseas assets, they've also been steadily developing their influence in the island's political arena. I heard they've recently been locked in a bloody battle with several other financial groups over mineral resources in Brazil." Shiraishi Nagimi sneered, "Like all chaebols, they're eager to drain this country dry."

"They will fully support you in the future." Fang Zuo said with a smile, "They seem to have some ideas. Someone should contact you soon."

"Fully support me? Are they trying to reorganize a political party?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu rubbed his body, frowning and whispering, "From what I know, quite a few party members are actually their people."

Fang Zuo couldn't help but admire this little woman. She was indeed very astute in politics and could easily guess the other party's thoughts. She was indeed a person who was born to be active in the island country's political arena and make a living from this.

"You guessed it. They really meant it. What do you think?"

"Let me think about it, are we in a cooperative relationship, or?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu bit Fang Zuo's shoulder, his breathing a little rapid. It was like this every time, and after rubbing it a few times, he would rekindle himself.

"Submission, absolute submission." Fang Zuo sneered, "If you don't want to, then whatever plan you propose, their only choice is to accept it or exterminate the clan."

Feeling the woman's body on his back getting hotter and hotter, Fang Zuo reached out and dug deep into her plump buttocks, which were as smooth as water. "What's wrong now?"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's small hands vigorously lifted Fang Zuo's shoulders and moved him out of the bathtub. Her eyes were bright and her red lips were as bright as cherries: "I also want... to surrender..."

His body pressed tightly against hers.

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Feng Hualian watched the video sent from her mobile phone and clenched her hands.

The nails dug deep into the palms.