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

The beautiful and neat handwriting was scribbled over.

The letter paper was dotted with dried water stains.

[Mr. Fang Zuo, I resign.]

My mother passed away last night.

[The last person who loved me in this world has also left. ]

I don’t have a mother anymore…

【Perhaps my mother's passing was a relief for her who had been suffering from illness.】

【But for me, my world is gone too. 】

【Now I don’t know what the meaning of life and work is. 】

【My mother is gone, where should I go? 】

Thank you for your encouragement every time, Fang Zuojun, and thank you for giving me the bank card.

[I didn't touch the money. I've been working part-time since middle school to help my father pay off his gambling debts.]

[But, it will never be finished, it will always be getting more and more, it's time for him to face it himself.]

【Thank you, Fang Zuojun, for the kiss.】

【I know you just feel sorry for me.】

You are a very good person, a very good person.

[You belong to Vice-Captain Sakura Sora... Only she is worthy of you.]

[When I leave, I will take my mother's ashes to a new place.]

[Anyway, to me, all places are unfamiliar, and I am dispensable to everyone.]

【Maybe, we will never meet again. 】

【Maybe, I will meet someone as good as Fang Zuojun again.】

【But I will always remember the rainy afternoon. 】

【I will always remember Fang Zuojun.】

【Forever and ever.】

Please also...

[Please also... think of me occasionally. ]

[Fang Zuojun, goodbye————Sangong Tsubaki.]

Fang Zuo opened his phone and saw that his LINE profile picture was black.

Tsubaki Sannomiya has cancelled her account.

Fang Zuo slowly folded the letter.

It was neatly folded into a square and stored away.

"Fujino-kun, I beg you..." Kumano Bei chased after him again.

Fuck you.

Fang Zuo kicked over.

There was a loud bang.

Without caring whether he lived or died, he walked towards Sakura Kurumi's office.

After Fang Zuo left, the surrounding police officers came forward to check.

A large hole penetrated several houses.

Kumano Heibei's huge body lay in the middle of the concave protective iron plate, twitching constantly.

Several Onmyojis quickly gathered around and cast healing spells.

Fang Zuo came to Yingkong Kurumi's office.

Sakura Kurumi was not in there.

I called the clerk next to me and asked him, and found out that another big case had occurred.

The case is rather bizarre.

A black man working in Japan detained and abused four Japanese women for a long time.

The visiting street management staff discovered the situation and called the police.

After the police arrived, they arrested these people.

But the four Japanese women said in unison that it was voluntary.

Although they were beaten and covered with scars, they still demanded the release of the black people.

Just as the police were about to release the suspects, they found several skeletons in the cellar of their home.

There are also various utensils used by believers.

At this time, the black man broke the shackles, broke through the wall and escaped.

The police then handed the case over to the Exorcist Guard.

Yingkong Kurumi led several police officers to arrest the black man overnight and he is now being interrogated in the serious criminal interrogation room.

Fang Zuo took the elevator to the serious criminal interrogation room on the fifth underground floor.

In the interrogation room made of thick steel plates, the black man's limbs were shackled with huge shackles.

In the next room.

Sakura Kurumi, a handsome man, and a bald wizard were looking at the black man through the thick bulletproof glass.

Sakura Kurumi is indeed dressed very sexy today.

Changed out of leather jacket and leather pants.

The purple bust is faintly visible under the white shirt.

Under the black uniform skirt, she wore black hollow tights.

The tights are also embroidered with various patterns.

In the black mesh, a pair of long legs appear like fine porcelain, white, smooth and shiny.

"You're here." Yingkong Kurumi's eyes narrowed with joy.

Ignoring the astonished looks of the handsome man and the bald wizard, he suddenly jumped onto Fang Zuo.

The little mouth bit the shoulder hard.

Fang Zuo's big hands cupped the small but plump buttocks wrapped in pantyhose.

One in each hand is just the right size.

It turned out to be him.

The handsome man sneered, and the jealousy in his heart alarmed the Shikigami behind him.

Fang Zuo was enjoying the charming scent of the cherry walnuts.

And the soft feel of a big hand barely gripping the buttocks.

I actually felt a murderous aura coming towards me.

He smiled.

The inexplicable anger in my heart has not yet been vented on Kumanobei.

Chapter 73 70 Years of Gods

Women in love are inherently clingy.

What’s more, Sakura Kurumi has such keen inspiration.

She bit Fang Zuo's shoulder so hard that she almost used her spiritual power.

The teeth in the little mouth were connected to the shirt and embedded in Fang Zuo's skin.

His body hung on Fang Zuo like a koala.

The perfectly proportioned long legs tightly embrace Fang Zuo's waist.

The uniform skirt covered Fang Zuo's hands.

The buttocks wrapped in black patterned pantyhose can clearly feel the strong kneading of the fingers.

This made the longing that she had suppressed for several days flood back.

Master Hongyi closed his eyes and twirled his Buddhist beads.

However, Takasuke Chima was staring at Sakura Sora Kurumi's standard short skirt.

This woman's behavior was surprising enough to him.

Every time she asked for help, he would be there.

All those bouquets of roses couldn't bring a smile from her.

It's always a polite thank you.

He looks apathetic.

But now, this woman who always has a cold face is so proactive.

He had imagined countless times the pair of long legs of astonishing proportions wrapped around his waist.

And this moment.

Although the standard short skirt covered the man's big hands, it was impossible to see what he was doing.

But the hem of the skirt rose and fell from time to time, and you knew that this man was doing what he wanted to do most.

Especially, there is a faint smell of alluring female hormones.

It's coming from the direction of Sakura Kurumi.

It turned out to be just as I had guessed.

This is the smell of Sakura Kurumi when she is in love.

So charming.

The bitterness and hatred in his heart were easily sensed by the [Shikigami: Demon King Shuten-doji] in his tattoo.

"Take action," the Ghost King Shuten-doji whispered in his mind, "With me here, what are you afraid of? You even dare to covet your aunt from the Reiwa Society. Don't you dare to take action against such a small-time figure?"

"Take action! You take possession of her body, and I'll take her spiritual power. Just think about how alluring this body is, these beautiful legs, this perky butt in your hand, and the feeling of holding it."

"Activate the contract, quick! Don't you smell this hint of femininity? How seductive, how alluring! You'll never find a woman with this scent again."

The whispers in my mind kept bewitching me.

Takasuke Chima's eyes were red.

Even Master Hongyi beside him noticed the rising murderous aura and looked over with a frown in confusion.

Ah!

Takasuke Senma roared, and his suit shattered, revealing his muscular upper body.

The hideous demon tattoo on the back glowed red.

But at this time.

The man, whose energy was firmly locked in his own, still kneaded the buttocks under the skirt with his hands.

He just turned his head and frowned.

Takasuke Senma only felt a huge amount of spiritual pressure rushing towards him, like a huge wave caused by a tsunami.

Indestructible and irresistible.

The tiny me faced this tsunami-like spiritual pressure.