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"Your Excellency, Prime Minister!" Hosokawa Hiroshi suddenly bowed deeply to Shiba Shigeru and said, "This is the highest cabinet meeting, and it is also the first meeting of the new and old cabinet ministers since your re-election as Prime Minister."

"This Sakura Sora Walnut Hall President barged in like this, using some ridiculous excuse to disrupt the meeting. I think this is a premeditated political farce targeting you."

Hosokawa Yuzhi glanced coldly at Sakura Kurumi, who was looking at him nonchalantly, then retracted his gaze and continued, "I suggest that the Prime Minister remove Sakura Kurumi from his position as Director. It just so happens that all the ministers are present at this cabinet meeting, so we can immediately hold a vote on the Prime Minister's removal proposal."

"This..." Shiba Mao hesitated slightly.

As soon as he came to power, he dismissed the director of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department who had the best reputation. This made him feel a little embarrassed to initiate the proposal for dismissal.

According to Japanese law, police officers of the rank of Sakura Kurumi must resign unless they are responsible for a major work error or accept an impeachment proposal submitted by a member of parliament.

If the Japanese Prime Minister wants to remove her, he can only initiate a cabinet meeting and vote.

However, Shiba Shigeki, who came to power temporarily, did not promote all the cabinet members himself.

It would be fine if the votes were enough, but if the votes were not enough and my dismissal failed, wouldn't that completely offend this capable director?

but.

These new cabinet ministers who were promoted by him are now focusing their attention on him.

If we lose their hearts, who will we rely on for administration in the future?

While Shibamo was thinking about it, someone spoke.

"I disagree with Hosokawa Hiroshi's suggestion," Interior Minister Hiroshi Kojima, who had been sitting silently to the side, said in a deep voice, "Prime Minister, I haven't spoken yet because I know Sakura Kurumi. Her experience in office has convinced me that she is not a reckless person. I can guarantee that."

He stood up and said to Yingkong Kurumi, "Director Yingkong Kurumi, do you have any other evidence? Why not bring it out all at once?"

Shi Pomao was stunned and didn't dare to propose dismissal.

He had only just taken office as the interim prime minister, but this interior minister had actually been working there for many years.

Prime ministers come and go, but domestic affairs remain the same.

No matter which prime minister rotates, the promoted cabinet will resign collectively, but this one will remain unshakable.

"I also don't agree with Hosokawa Hiroshi's suggestion," said Cabinet Defense Minister Minoru Kihara.

"I trust Sakura Kurumi's judgment," said Naval Chief of Staff Ryo Sakai in a deep voice. "She must have her own ideas."

"I second the motion," said Keihide Yoshida, Chief of Staff of the Ground Self-Defense Force.

Shiba Mao and other cabinet members were a little shocked. How come Yingkong Kurumi suddenly gained the trust and support of so many powerful people?

For a while.

The chaotic scene in the Prime Minister's Palace quieted down again.

Everyone is waiting for Yingsora Kurumi's next move.

"What? Does Sakura Sora Kurumi have any other evidence?" After failing to instigate, Hiroshi Hosokawa looked a little withdrawn.

"No." Yingkong Kurumi smiled brightly: "That's all."

There was another uproar at the Prime Minister's residence.

what?

No evidence?

What exactly does this Yingkong Walnut Hall want to do?

"Heh." Hosokawa Yuzhi laughed triumphantly and was about to speak when he saw Sakura Kurumi's momentum gradually rising.

"Perhaps, ordinary cases require evidence, but in our Exorcist Security Department, it doesn't." The [Kaguya Touma] pendant beside Sakura Kurumi's earlobe slowly lit up: "Our methods are the evidence."

"Hosokawa Yuji, I am now arresting you in the name of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department."

"If you don't resist, I'll take you back to the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department. I'll bear all the consequences. But... if you resist, hehe."

Yingkong Kurumi smiled slightly: "Then your resistance is the biggest evidence!!!"

"You...you are threatening me, how can you do this..." As Sakura Kurumi advanced, Hosokawa Yuji retreated step by step in fear.

A huge momentum weighed on Hiroshi Hosokawa.

"Guards...Guards..." Hosokawa Hiroshi suddenly shouted loudly.

The two guards outside the Prime Minister's residence heard the shouting and were about to react.

However, he was instantly controlled by the two Onmyoji police officers brought by Sakura Kurumi.

I had already received instructions from the director of the hall, not allowing outsiders to interfere with anything going on inside.

And inside the official residence.

As Sakura Kurumi's momentum grew stronger, Hosokawa Yushi was forced into a corner, and the vengeful spirits in his body could no longer hold back.

Veins bulged out of Hosokawa Yuji's face and neck, and his entire face had a ferocious expression.

The head rotates 360 degrees irregularly.

The bones of the entire body were twisted.

The light in the official residence suddenly dimmed.

Hosokawa Yuji's face was convex and concave, and he quickly switched between different characters' faces.

This horrifying and mysterious scene frightened everyone present.

Three transparent shadows suddenly rushed out from Hosokawa Yuzhi's body with a shrill sound.

Three vengeful spirits were spinning violently in the house, emitting shrill cries that were disturbing.

All the cabinet members were so frightened that they stood up and tried to flee the residence.

"Bang" sound.

The door of the official residence was slammed shut.

"You all must die." Three evil spirits circled in the house, roaring.

[Boundary: Sakura Night]

The Kaguya Tomohime on Sakura Sora Kurumi's earlobe emitted a golden light, illuminating the entire darkened official residence.

A small purple barrier quickly covered the three evil spirits.

Confine them to a corner of the huge conference room.

Petals of cherry blossoms fluttered within the barrier.

Every time a piece touched these evil spirits, it would emit purple light and disappear.

It was like a blade cutting through the bodies of these evil spirits.

These transparent ghostly figures wailed and roared.

They struggled to hit the barrier, but it was useless.

They quickly materialized within the barrier, turning into zombies covered in rotting flesh and infested with maggots.

Some of them had their eyes drooping.

Some had half their brains rotted away.

Crashing into the barrier madly.

But even the evolved body could not shake the barrier in the slightest.

Finally, the entity slowly dissipated and transformed into three balls of black mist, disappearing into the barrier.

The interior is bright again.

The cabinet members, huddled together and in a state of disarray, slowly recovered from their fright.

"This...this is..." Prime Minister Shiba Mao asked in shock, "Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall Master, is it over?"

"Yes, Prime Minister." Sakura Kurumi clapped her hands.

"I've said long ago that Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall would not do anything without a purpose." Apart from the two chiefs of staff of the Self-Defense Forces who were accustomed to big scenes, Interior Minister Hiroshi Kojima also looked a little pale.

"Justice Miura Masami, don't be afraid, it's over." Sakura Kurumi glanced at Miura Masami, who was covering her face with her hands, curled up in the corner of the sofa, and screaming just now, and said with a smile.

"Hiroshi Hosokawa, how...how is he?" Justice Masami Miura finally put down her hand.

She was lying on the corner of the sofa.

It's extremely embarrassing.

Like she couldn't wait to meet the man, she pressed forward, waiting to hold his waist.

Her face flushed and she sat up straight.

Her long hair, tied into a neat ponytail, was a little messy.

A few strands of hair fell out.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Do you want to come and take a look yourself?" Yingkong Kurumi frowned and took a few steps back. Knowing what was about to happen, she quickly turned around and walked away.

Masami Miura and other cabinet officials stared curiously at Hiroshi Hosokawa who was standing still.

I saw Hosokawa Hiroshi standing there motionless, and suddenly his handsome face twisted.

The skin on his facial features drooped like soft dough, and one of his eyeballs had fallen out and was hanging in his eye socket.

His originally handsome face suddenly looked like a zombie.

Arms hanging down and swaying.

The bones in his legs cracked with a sound, and he fell to the ground.

The skin on his body was visibly decaying.

Disgusting corpse spots appeared one after another.

It gave off an unbearable stench.

Masami Miura felt like vomiting, but she suppressed the physical discomfort and waved her hands repeatedly.

"How about this evidence, everyone?" Sakura Kurumi asked with a smile.

The other cabinet members were silent.

"I know you won't let me down." Home Minister Hiroshi Kojima nodded with a smile.

The two Self-Defense Force chiefs of staff beside him gave a thumbs up.

"We are all about to become fans of Sakura Sora Kurumi-dono." Naval Chief of Staff Ryo Sakai clapped his hands jokingly.

Justice Masayoshi Miura resisted the urge to vomit and stood up.

"No matter what, you still violated judicial regulations and used the wrong procedures to resolve the case." Miura Masami took a deep breath and regained her usual arrogance. "Don't think I'll give up on reporting you. You're lucky. If you make a wrong judgment, it will lead to a wrongful conviction... This is absolutely..."

Miura Masami looked at Sakura Kurumi and suddenly interrupted herself. A look of horror appeared on her face and she asked in a trembling voice, "Sakura Kurumi...what's that expression on your face? What...what are you looking at?"

"What's behind you?" Sakura Kurumi suddenly stared at the back of Miura Masami, stepped back repeatedly, and showed a look of fear.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Miura Masami saw the fear on Sakura Sora Kurumi's face and didn't dare to turn around to see what was behind her. She could only let out a scream that shattered glass. She quickly covered her face with her hands, shrank back into the sofa, and waved her hands wildly, trying to drive away anything that approached her like a madman.

After she closed her beautiful eyes and let out a loud scream, she suddenly realized that the residence was very quiet.

There's something wrong with being quiet.

Masami Miura suddenly stopped shouting and slowly opened her eyes.

Only then did he realize that the vengeful spirit he thought was there did not appear, but only a group of cabinet ministers staring at him blankly.

"Sakura Sora Kurumi!!! You lied to me!!" Miura Masami stood up suddenly, her face flushed and she gritted her teeth.

It was a great humiliation for her to be embarrassed in front of so many people.

"I was just asking what the painting behind you was." Yingkong Kurumi shrugged. "Who knew you would react so strongly?"

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister, I will not disturb you any further. I am sorry for coming here. The case is finally over. As for how the news is released, that is not the business of our Exorcist Guard Bureau." Sakura Kurumi bowed slightly to Shiba Shigeru and said.

"Okay...ah...wait a minute." Prime Minister Shiba Mao nodded in shock. The minister he had promoted to the cabinet was actually possessed by three vengeful spirits. No wonder he found excuses not to attend several meetings of the Spirit Opposition Council.

Seeing Yingkong Hutao about to leave, he quickly called out to her, "Master Yingkong Hutao, please come to the side room. I have something to tell you."

Then he said to the others, "Everyone, please go to the side hall meeting room and wait for me. I'll leave this to the guards."

"Okay." Yingsong Kurumi nodded and left with Shiba Mao.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw two guards standing there with their hands raised, and two police officers in uniform were standing behind them, one holding one.