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

The fear in my heart grew stronger.

No wonder this person knows so much about himself.

No wonder this person knows all my preferences.

No wonder everything this person does to please himself makes him happy and afraid.

How come I didn't realize that his smile is so similar! !

So...horrible!!!

All the pores on Higuchi's body opened up and she shuddered.

The smile in the photo seemed to slowly fade away.

It was replaced by a ferocious laugh.

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Not far from the Imperial Palace in Tokyo, there is a luxurious apartment.

This extremely private luxury apartment has direct elevator access to each apartment, with one elevator per household.

Inside one of the apartments.

Women's underwear and stockings were scattered on the living room floor.

A gentle-looking man was breathing heavily and pressing on a blonde woman.

A pair of large hands with slender fingers, not unlike a man's, held down the blonde woman's hands.

It finally ended with a roar.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and left the blonde's body.

This woman was a female fan he met while hiding his identity anonymously in a small town in Europe during a violin art exchange.

After two years of online chatting, the two finally came to Japan to find him.

A fan who admires her violin so much, but doesn't know her own identity, and is so sexy and wild, which is different from Japanese women.

He doesn't need to be responsible.

This is something no man would refuse.

These days, everything is going well for the two of them.

These days.

He often sneaked out of the royal palace to date this woman.

As a member of the island nation's royal family, he gained many things that ordinary people would never have in their lifetime, but he also lost many things that ordinary people could enjoy at any time.

But these days, he feels like he has everything.

It's all worth it.

He picked up the medicine bottle on the table, poured out a small blue pill, and his eyes showed desire.

Just as he swallowed the blue pill and was about to do it again.

"Click."

There was a sound of a door being opened outside.

"Who? Who is it?" He was startled and wanted to stand up.

This is the place where he has long-term trysts with women, and the security facilities are very good.

And he was the only one who had the key to the apartment.

He picked up his underwear from the floor and put it on, then walked cautiously into the living room.

I saw.

A woman in a black uniform stood at the door

The suit jacket and white shirt were arched.

She has almond eyes, rosy cheeks, an oval face, and her skin is not as fair as the modern trend.

The bright red lipstick was not applied all over the lips, but only lightly in the middle.

The way Showa women are painted has a retro charm.

A pair of well-proportioned legs wrapped in black stockings.

She stepped forward in her black commuting high heels and stood at an angle with her arms crossed.

smiling.

His biological sister, Saeko.

"Tsk~tsk~tsk~, my dear brother, it seems you want to do it again. It's not good to take so many medicines." Sa Rongzi walked in, picked up the medicine and took a look.

With a laugh, the little hand threw the medicine bottle away.

"Look at my righteous brother, and what a noble bloodline he has!" Saeko mocked, "Every time you take this pill, don't you think about how you're bringing shame to our royal family?"

"It's...it's you...Saeko." Naruhito grabbed the bath towel on the sofa next to him and wrapped it around his lower body. He slowly raised his head and looked directly at Saeko. His face turned pale and he understood a lot of things in an instant.

What about meeting a female fan by chance, and what about admiring his violin.

Naruhito glared at Saeko: "Did you arrange all this?"

"Of course! My dear brother, who else could it be? Are you satisfied? I have taken the trouble to choose for you for a long time~~" Saeko waved her hand.

The blonde quickly grabbed her clothes and ran out.

"Do you think your bloodline is valuable without your royal status? Is your talent attractive? Or is it just your handsome face?" Saeko looked at the mess and various utensils on the ground: "Look at you, what's the difference between you and an ordinary Japanese man? Useless!"

"Why did you do this? Just to come here and humiliate me after everything that happened, Saeko?" Naruhito's face flushed. "I admit that you achieved your goal, but is there any point in doing this?"

"Of course it does." Saeko shrugged. "Everything about you has been recorded. The highest resolution, every frame is incredibly detailed."

"And then? What do you want? Post it online?" Naruhito took a deep breath. "The Japanese government will do everything they can to remove the video. Even if they can't, they will never acknowledge it."

"Just because the government doesn't recognize it doesn't mean the people don't recognize it. You, the emperor who always plays the role of being high and mighty yet approachable and without any flaws, will suddenly become a wretched, weak man who can't even do that." Saeko fanned her little hand in disgust.

"What benefit can you get from doing all this? Is it purely to get revenge on me for expelling you from the royal family?" Naruhito clenched his fists tightly. No man wants others to know that he is incompetent.

"Of course it's not just revenge. I'm sure you've seen the UN's declaration on women's human rights. The royal family shouldn't be inherited solely by men," Saeko said with a smile. "Most countries agree with this and have signed it."

"You want to inherit the royal status? You made all these careful arrangements just for this?" Naruhito laughed loudly and coughed continuously.

Saeko said nothing, but crossed her arms and watched Naruhito laugh crazily.

Naruhito's laughter finally stopped slowly, and he looked at Saeko sarcastically: "You are dreaming, Saeko, do you think you can threaten me with this? Even if you release my video, I will never agree to abdicate the throne to you."

"Even if the video is released and the royal family is embarrassed, what does it matter? I can still bear this little shame. It's nothing more than people talking about it or even protesting about it. As time goes by, it will slowly fade away."

"Really? What if your shame is more than this? Or what if it's far beyond this? Can you still bear it?" Saeko showed a mocking expression and looked at the opened but unused condom on the ground.

"You~~~!" Naruhito looked at Saeko with a normal expression, and felt more and more uneasy and frightened.

He knew how terrifying this sister was. She said that there was more than that and she actually had a backup plan.

"What else did you do? Saeko!!!" Naruhito shouted.

This unknown fear made his blood rush to his head, making his roar seem a little ferocious.

"It's nothing. If that woman...the woman you have been with for such a long time." Saeko paused, her smile a little cold, but her eyes looked at her brother with some pity.

She said word by word, "What if that woman... has AIDS? My dear brother!!!"

"What...what?" Naruhito's mind went blank and he sat down on the ground in fright.

"Tomorrow, the world will have a huge headline, presented to five billion people: Our Emperor has not only abandoned his family and his wife, but is secretly keeping a mistress in a small house. Furthermore, he's contracted AIDS. Ha~~~!" Saeko said in a loud, mocking tone.

"This is truly a major international news story, perhaps even more shocking than President Washington's election. You, Naruhito, will be etched in Japan's history of shame from now on, and you will never be able to turn over a new leaf."

"Not only will you be impeached and removed from the throne, but after your death you won't even be able to enter the Meiji Shrine to worship your tablet."

"How about this... My dear brother, can you bear this little humiliation?"

Saeko looked coldly at Naruhito, who was sitting on the ground with a pale face.

Her brother's lips were pale, he was trembling, and his whole body was shaking.

It seems that he can't accept this blow at all.

"Speak up? Can't you afford it? If you don't believe it, you can go for a check-up, but do you dare? Do you dare to let a Japanese hospital find out?" Saeko said sarcastically.

Looking at Naruhito who didn't answer, lowered his head as if dead, and became more and more frightened, Saeko sneered.

She slowed down her tone, her voice full of temptation.

"Actually, things are not irreversible. You still have a choice. Brother, I can not tell anyone about this news and video. No one knows about this except me." Saeko said gently:

"You are still a good emperor who has left his name in history, and the people love you."

"As for AIDS...don't worry, as long as you take your medication regularly, you won't be fatal. I'll arrange for you to go to the best doctor in North America."

"I have a big estate there where you can ride horses, play golf, swim, and even play basketball and football. You can play any sport you like."

"You can play violin, cello, piano, whatever instrument you want. You can be an artist and do what you love."

"As for blonde beauties, there are simply too many of them. Blonde and brown hair, curvy, big or small, as many as you want, you can have as many as you want..."

"I can find dozens or even hundreds of them, take them off clothes, and then dress them in stockings and garters of various colors, and have them line up naked in neat rows."

"Look, brother, this is an easy thing to solve, isn't it? Don't be afraid, don't worry, just leave it to me, I will help you solve it all..."

Saeko's gentle tone slowly calmed Naruhito down and he stopped trembling, but his face was still pale.

"As long as you pass the throne to me and respond to the call of the United Nations Human Rights Organization, you will become a legend, my brother. The human rights organizations will deify you instead of being the shameful Emperor of AIDS."

"Besides, dear brother, I have no children. When I grow old, I will pass the throne back to your son, my nephew."

Naruhito was shocked, and slowly raised his head, looking at Saeko, his lips trembling: "You...what you said is true, will you pass the throne back to him?"

"Of course, I promise, brother. You are my only blood relative, and I have no descendants. If not him, who else could I pass it on to? A stranger? Is that even possible?" Saeko said with a smile, "You are only handing the throne over to me for a short period of time. For you, you can put down your burden and live the rest of your life happily."

"You know, I just want to do something to take back some of the imperial power. Leave the things you haven't done to me."

"To be honest with you, this world will undergo tremendous changes. The Third War is not far away. This is what the oracle says, and this is also our royal family's last chance."

"So, brother, what's your choice?"

Saeko smiled as she looked at Naruhito who was still sitting on the ground motionless.

"I...I agree." Naruhito lowered his head, closed his eyes, and said slowly, as if accepting his fate: "I will announce it tomorrow and give up the throne to you."

"Brother, put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold." Sa Rongzi smiled with satisfaction: "I dare not stay here any longer, we will meet at the royal palace tomorrow."

Inside the villa in Mount Takao.

The old man pushed the wheelchair aside and crawled in front of Fang Zuo.

A face full of respect.

And Baihuizi next door stared at the ceiling.

Trembling from time to time.

Bent over like an Aries.

All the perceptions are still lingering.

His whole body was covered with purple whip marks and palm marks.

There is no piece of skin that is as white as usual.

Still wanting but afraid.

Chapter 258 She Said She Was Looking for You

Fang Zuo lay in the massage chair with his eyes closed.

This space capsule massage chair, which was custom-made by the Iwasaki family from a Chinese manufacturer, was specially prepared for Hitoshi Iwasaki.

It combines microwave moxibustion and electrode penetrating massage, which can effectively relieve the atrophy of muscles and meridians in his aging body.

Fang Zuo closed his eyes and felt every massage point in the massage chair. There was indeed something there.

It speeds up the flow of qi and blood.