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

"Congressman Shiraishi, let me be frank. You should know my relationship with the Aso family." Shiba Shigeru slowly put away his smile and stood up. "No matter what, I am the Prime Minister..."

"Since you don't listen to my advice, you're only bringing trouble upon yourself."

He knocked on the table and shouted, "You can come in now, Minister Yume Hatoyama..."

The office door was pushed open.

Yume Hatoyama walked in wearing a white shirt, a holster, a gun in her hand, and high heels.

The pair of smooth and beautiful legs under the shorts are not inferior to anyone.

"I order you to immediately stop investigating this matter and hand over the evidence in your hands," Shiba Mao said expressionlessly, "Otherwise, you will be charged with endangering national security..."

"Shiraishi Nagimitsu, I know you are a talented person, but you have touched things that should not be touched in Japanese politics."

"Minister Yumemi Hatoyama, you can arrest him..."

Hatoyama Yumemi smiled and sat down on the sofa, playing with the gun in his hand: "Congressman Shiraishi, you heard what the Prime Minister said. You still have a chance... admit your mistake."

"Don't ruin your future like this..."

Chapter 363: Beauty seeks humiliation, Shiraishi Nagimitsu defeats the Prime Minister

Shiraishi Nagiko smiled at Yume Hatoyama who was standing beside him. "Minister Hatoyama, we just met again. You're here pretty quickly..."

"I dare not disobey Prime Minister Shigeki's order, don't you think..." Hatoyama Yumemi shrugged.

The pistol was spinning around and around carelessly in the little hand.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu didn't continue the conversation.

Instead, he turned his head and looked at Shi Pomao again.

On the way of sight.

She saw Sakura Kurumi gave her a questioning look.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu instantly understood what Sakura Sora Kurumi meant.

Her beautiful eyes blinked.

Signaling her that she could rest assured.

Then she shifted her gaze to Shiba Mao and stopped.

"Prime Minister Shiba Shigeru..." Shiraishi Nagiko said, "I know that over the years, when you were ostracized by major Japanese forces, it was the Aso family that helped you."

"I also know that you've had various identities in your decades of political career..."

"But... do you know what your current identity is?"

Shiba Shigeru listened to what Shiraishi Nagimitsu said without interrupting or rejoining.

Silently.

Just stand inside the desk with your hands on the desk surface.

Fat face.

He stared at Shiraishi Nagimitsu with sharp eyes.

Waiting for her to finish.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu slowly stood up and looked straight at Shiba Shigeru.

The eyes were sharp and there was no giving in.

She said word by word:

"No matter how many identities you have had, no matter how much help the Aso family has given you, don't forget that you are now the Prime Minister of Japan, and hundreds of millions of Japanese people are watching you."

"When you consider any issue, you should consider the interests of the Japanese people as your starting point, not just one family."

"Japan is not their Aso family's...!"

"You are not the Aso family's watchdog, you are the Prime Minister of hundreds of millions of Japanese people!"

Shiba Shigeru's expression changed slightly, and he continued to look at Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

Shiraishi Nagi's eyes were fixed on Shiba Shigeru, and his speech became faster and faster, his voice getting louder and louder:

"In 1981, Prime Minister Kakuei Tanaka brought you into politics and gave you a civil service position."

"You became a member of the Japanese Diet for the first time in 1986, the youngest member at the time, and have been elected to the Diet twelve times since then."

"In 1993, you couldn't stand Prime Minister Morihiro Hosokawa's dictatorship and were the first to lead a rebellion against his party."

"In 1997, you opposed Prime Minister Ichiro Ozawa's policies and resigned from your position as a cabinet minister once again."

"Have all these years in politics made you numb?"

"Think about what Kakuei Tanaka said to you when you first entered politics in 1981. What were your initial aspirations? What were your political ambitions?"

"In the days that followed, you repeatedly opposed the Prime Minister's wrongdoings and even resigned from the cabinet. What were you thinking at that time?"

"And now..."

“Ask yourself again, do you still remember your earliest political ambitions?”

"Do you still remember your original intention?"

Shibomao's expression changed drastically, and his cloudy pupils became blurred.

He supported himself on the table with both hands and slowly clenched his fists.

When Shiraishi Nagimitsu talked about his resume sentence by sentence.

Countless images kept appearing in his mind.

My eyes unconsciously moved to the photo frame on the right side of the desk.

In the photo frame.

Young Shiposhige.

Looking at the camera with high spirits.

He wasn't so fat at that time.

The suit fits.

Thick hair.

Forty-four years...

I haven't realized I've been in politics for forty-four years...

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's words.

It made him feel like he was back in time with the first time he entered Prime Minister Kakuei Tanaka's office...

He sat in front of the kind old man.

Listen to each other's teachings.

It feels like years have passed since I heard it.

"Come help me, Shibamo... Start by being my clerk..."

“Young people should have the drive of young people…”

"I am old...I will soon return to the kingdom of God..."

"My illness can't be cured. I won't survive this spring. Come on, Shipo Mao... I'll rely on you from now on..."

Shiba Mao withdrew his arms that were supporting the table and slowly sat back in his chair.

As I recall the old man's earnest teachings, my eyes become moist...

Your original intention?

There was a moment of silence in the office.

Yingkong Kurumi still sat there with a solemn expression.

Everything that happened before her eyes seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Hatoyama Yume was actually quite amused watching Shiraishi Nagiko and Shiba Shigeru standing there....

Looking around and waiting for the result...

Anyway, what happened has nothing to do with the Hatoyama family...

at last.

Shibamo broke the silence.

He sat in the chair, slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Sorry." He let out a long breath.

Open your eyes again.

But he looked at the photo frame on his right.

That younger self.

It was as if he was saying sorry to himself in the photo frame.

"Minister Yume Hatoyama..." Shiba Shigeru said in a hoarse voice, "You can start now..."

He said in a deep voice:

"I order... the immediate arrest of Councillor Shiraishi Nagimitsu on charges of threatening Japan's national security..."

"Take her back and detain her. All relevant information will be confiscated and destroyed..."

"Open a file on her at the Ministry of Public Security. If she insists on continuing the investigation..."

"Thrown in jail...and enter the judicial stage..."

"I understand, Prime Minister!" Yumemi Hatoyama closed her white legs and stood up.

He turned the pistol in his hand and slipped it into the holster at his waist.

At the same time, he took out a pair of handcuffs from behind his back and said to Shiraishi Nagi with an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, Councillor Shiraishi, I have to trouble you to come with me. Don't worry, I will prepare a separate room for you."

After finishing speaking.

She smiled at Yingkong Kurumi, whose expression remained unchanged, and said, "Director Yingkong Kurumi, I've heard a lot about you!"

"It seems you have a penchant for robbing criminals..."

"Do you want this?"

"If you ask, I'll give it to you. Let's switch. Just give Kana Morisawa back to me..."

Only then did Sakura Kurumi turn around, glanced upwards, and looked at the standing Hatoyama Yumemi.

He retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Minister Hatoyama Yumemi, right? I don't think this is necessary, because... I don't think you can take Councillor Shiraishi away..."

"Oh?" Hatoyama Yumemi was a little surprised holding the handcuffs.

"Minister Hatoyama Yumemi, please wait a moment." Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled slightly.

He took out a document from the small bag in his hand, stepped forward, and placed it on Prime Minister Shibomao's desk.

Stretch out your little hand and ask the other person to take a look.

Shiba Mao's eyes moved to the document, picked it up, and scanned it quickly.

"You're taking things for granted... Shiraishi Nagimitsu." Shiba Shigeru pushed the file back. "Don't you realize where your problem lies?"

Shiba Shigeru said with regret: "You are challenging the political rules of the game that have been followed in Japan for a hundred years..."

"Do you think I should take this seriously just because this little bit of nuclear material was smuggled out?"

"The fact is, even if the amount of lost nuclear material were several times greater, what would it matter?"

"These political and chaebol families have done far more than what you've investigated over the past century."

Shiba Mao stood up and turned his back to Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

He put his hands behind his back and looked out the window:

"Over the years, there have been ten major public hazards in the world, and... our country, which considers itself a developed and civilized country, accounts for four of them."