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

As the spiritual energy gradually weakened, the lifespan of the demons decreased much.

Many old monsters with shallow roots died after World War II due to old age.

"I'm here to question you on behalf of Daitengu." Kumamoto Rikisaburo nodded. "If you lie, Daitengu will come after you."

Kumamoto Rikisaburo turned and walked out of Sensoji Temple.

Got into the modified Mercedes Benz.

"Go to the parliament." He said calmly, "Since Sensō-ji can't tell who did it, the other Onmyoji families won't have an answer either. Let's go directly to the parliament."

......

In Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.

Both mother and daughter got up.

Two people took a shower together in the bathroom and rubbed each other's backs.

This is something the mother and daughter often do.

"Oka-san?" Oda Yui stared at Shiraishi Nagimitsu, frowning and looking at her carefully.

"What's wrong, Yui-chan?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu felt a little shy when she saw him like that.

I thought the palm print and redness and swelling left by Fang Zuo had not disappeared yet.

"Oka-san, you've changed a lot." Oda Yui said in confusion.

"What's changed?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu patted his daughter's face. "Are you happier now?"

"It's more than that." Oda Yui stretched out her little hand and grabbed Shiraishi Nagimitsu's chest enviously.

"Baka." Shiraishi Nagimitsu knocked on Oda Yui's head: "What are you doing?"

"It's true, Oka-san." Oda Yui suddenly realized: "I'm not wrong, your skin is getting better and better."

"How can I solve this problem?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu wiped the mist off the bathroom mirror suspiciously and turned around to look in the mirror.

"Oka-san's skin is getting smoother and whiter, and her breasts are getting bigger and more elastic." Oda Yui nodded affirmatively: "Yes, you are getting more and more beautiful, Oka-san."

After Oda Yui said this, Shiraishi Nagimitsu also noticed it.

When the man left today, the bruises on his chest and the palm prints on his buttocks were gone.

And the bras I bought before seem to be a little tighter.

What’s more obvious is that my breasts were so big before that when I lay down they looked like a pancake, and the shape of my breasts was a bit ugly.

And now, even when lying down, it has a full shape.

And it's getting fuller and fuller.

As for what Oda Yui said, her skin is becoming whiter and smoother.

It is true that after using the foundation colors I use, other parts of my face have become a little darker.

I thought there was something wrong with these cosmetics.

Now I understand, that's how it is.

Thinking about it, nothing else in my life has changed. The only thing that has changed is the addition of that man.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's face flushed. It seemed that she would have to pester him for more in the future.

You still need to eat more breakfast!

"Oka-san, your face is so red." Oda Yui said in surprise.

"The water is too hot." Shiraishi Nagimitsu quickly scooped up some cold water and splashed it on the little face.

On the way to the Senate.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu was very satisfied, a satisfaction she had never felt before.

These days, both my body and mind have been bloated by Fang Zuo.

Now even her appearance has changed, which woman would not care about this.

Today she wore a white knitted short-sleeved shirt on the upper body and a light blue long skirt and black high heels on the lower body.

No stockings.

The aqua blue dress makes her skin look even whiter.

Especially the insteps and calves, which glow white among the black and blue.

After getting off the car and walking into the Senate, everyone's eyes were on her.

Even Abe Nojaku's beautiful eyes were filled with jealousy.

Why did my competitor look so much worse after not seeing him for a few days?

Only Shiraishi Nagimitsu knows why.

He smiled lightly.

Come to your position.

dong dong dong.

"I'm sorry, today's meeting has been postponed. We have an urgent matter to discuss." The old man presiding over the meeting picked up a hammer and knocked on the wooden table. "Everyone else may leave. A few representatives will stay."

Hundreds of congressmen packed up their things in confusion and walked out.

"Excuse me, everyone, please follow me in." The old man turned and walked into the inner conference room.

There are five people left, all of whom are representatives of various party groups in parliament and are also the strongest contenders for the next term.

Abe Noja and Shiraishi Nagiko, one is a party representative and the other is an independent representative.

They all stayed and walked into the inner conference room together.

There was a large round table. After the five people sat down, the old man clapped his hands.

A thin man walked in. Everyone knew him. He was the director of the Tokyo Guard Bureau.

Following behind her was Sakura Kurumi, wearing a police uniform, high heels, and black stockings wrapped around her plump calves.

She followed behind the main hall with her head held high and her eyes straight ahead, but she couldn't help but glance at Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

Why did this woman become more beautiful?

Humph.

That damn man never replies to my messages, and he didn't even answer my phone calls today.

The old man knocked on the table and said, "The topic of today's emergency meeting is one: the fifth heavenly being, Hokibo, has died in Tokyo."

"The Tianrenbu are legitimate tribes that have received pardons signed by several emperors and should be protected by the law."

"Since this falls under the category of the supernatural, I would like to introduce you to Miss Sakura Kurumi, the deputy captain of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard."

thump.

The door was smashed.

Kumamoto Rikisaburo walked in.

"I'm sorry." Kumamoto Rikisaburo apologized, "I used too much force and lost control. I was asked by the First Person to come and observe."

Chapter 39 The Demon Tribe’s Burning Ambition

Kumamoto Rikisaburo dusted off the sawdust on his body and said in a deep voice, "Shall we begin now?"

The inner conference room was completely silent, and everyone stared at him with frowns on their faces.

There was a sound of footsteps.

A team of guards rushed up from behind, passed through the broken door, and surrounded Kumamoto Rikisaburo.

"Bagaya Deer."

"Get him quickly."

Two guards grabbed Kumamoto Rikisaburo's arms, and two more guards rushed over, each holding half of his thigh, trying to pin him down.

'Boom. '

'Boom. '

Kumamoto Rikisaburo waved his hand and the two guards who were holding his arms fell against the wall and fell unconscious.

A few more people rushed over, pulled out their electric batons, and poked them into Kumamoto Rikisaburo's sagging skin.

Push the button and the electrode opens to the maximum.

'Zi'.

A huge arcing sound was heard.

Thick fat, no reaction.

Kumamoto Rikisaburo swung his body and several guards flew out.

Compared to his size, these guards were easier to deal with than throwing a pancake.

"Baka." Sakura Kurumi shouted softly, lifted up her uniform skirt, revealing her plump thighs wrapped in black stockings.

The tender little white hand took out the purple rhinestone-studded 'Pavna Witness' pistol from the holster tied to her thigh and aimed it at Rikisaburo Kumamoto.

[Shikigami: Kaguya Touma]

A light flashed at Yingkong Kurumi's earlobe.

Lamp-shaped earrings drip with a stream of golden drops.

Shining with dazzling light.

Ding.

The golden water droplets disappeared in the air.

Four transparent wings with golden glow spread out behind Sakura Kurumi.

"boom."

There was a gunshot.

Sakura Kurumi pulled the trigger.

The golden wings disappeared.

A bullet with a small golden wing afterimage shot rapidly towards Kumamoto Rikisaburo's shoulder.

Kumamoto Rikisaburo grinned and grabbed the bullet with his big hand.

Snapped.

The sound of hand bones breaking.

A bloody hole as big as a bullet hole appeared on the big hand.

The bullet passed through his palm and hit the wall behind him.

Kumamoto Rikisaburo was stunned.

It was completely beyond his expectations.

I was actually injured by this kind of pistol.

The huge palm clenched, and the blood hole slowly shrank.

A fanatical expression appeared on his face.

thump.

Two thick thighs dug into the ground.

A pair of fangs protruded from the lower lip.

Open your mouth wide.

Release momentum.

The tables and chairs in the meeting room were shaking.