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

This is the best topic.

This resurgence shocked the entire Japanese public.

Many people have called on the government to re-investigate Abe's case.

"boom."

Abe Noja twisted his waist and smashed the red wine bottle into the wine cabinet.

The movement was so intense that the fat buttocks rolled up a wave of flesh.

"The Diet is closed tomorrow. Please arrange a date with Shiraishi Nagimitsu for me," Abe Nojaku said to her husband, Asai Kinnosuke. "The location is my seaside villa."

Asai Kinnosuke was stunned: "Will she come?"

"Yes." Abe Nojaku sneered, "To some extent, we are the same women."

"A woman with the same ambition."

Chapter 99 The Battle Between Two Mature and Beautiful Women

After Home Affairs Minister Hiroshi Kojima stepped down.

Takeda Taifu approached Sakura Sora Kurumi with a wine glass in hand and raised his glass: "Congratulations, Kurumi!"

Yingkong Kurumi smiled and raised her glass in return: "Thank you, Master. Thank you for your guidance."

Takeda Taifu shook his head. "Strictly speaking, I didn't teach you much after you entered Sensō-ji Temple. I didn't help you along the way when you were admitted to the police force. You relied on yourself."

"No matter what, I joined the police force because of you, Master. At least you gave me faith." Yingkong Kurumi took a sip, and her career in the police force over the past few years came to mind vividly.

Maybe I am not the most talented one, but I am definitely the most dedicated one.

There is almost nothing else to do except being in the police force, going out on field duty, and handling various cases.

"Omori said you haven't been back to Sensoji Temple in a few days." Takeda Taifu was silent for a moment, then continued, "Besides, you haven't sent me a message to say hello in a long time."

Yingkong Kurumi raised her glass and took a sip of red wine. After a long pause, she said, "I went back and heard what you and Omori were saying about me. I think, with your keen sense, you should have heard the sound of me starting the motorcycle in the backyard."

A hint of bitterness crossed Yingkong Kurumi's lips. "I thought you would stop me and explain, and I waited for your explanation every day. However, all I got was a personnel transfer and your wariness of me."

"Kumi, I just don't want you to be too..."

"Master, there's no need for explanation." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head: "I thought too highly of you."

"So, it was only the you in my heart that fell down, not the real you."

"If... I didn't get a promotion today, and you came to talk to me about this, I would be happier."

"And now..."

"I understand what you want to say, but I don't want to understand."

"The biggest difference between us is that I can quit my job right away, but you can't."

"So, let me be pure, okay? I just want to do a good job and have no intention of standing in your way or your path."

Takeda Taifu shook his head: "You still don't understand. Here, the purer the person, the more they can only do the lowest level of work."

"When you reach this position, nothing is up to you anymore."

"Do you think this position is for people who do things?"

"You are so naive. You are just a pioneer. You must give way at any time."

"You really don't want to block my way, but unknowingly, you block the way of many people."

"After tonight, how many Onmyoji families will be eyeing this position."

"The purer you are, the more reason you have to go down, instead of joining us or them."

Yingkong Kurumi nodded silently: "I understand, but I still want to do something I want to do. My mind is very simple and I can't think of so many things."

"If one day you want me to go down, then I will go down."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"But, if that day comes, it won't just be you going down." Takeda Taifu stopped Sakura Kurumi: "You will also have to give up something, such as your freedom... such as your life..."

Sakura Kurumi did not stop.

She at this moment.

Think of nothing.

She knew that no matter how much she thought, she was not as good as them.

She just wanted to return to that man's arms as soon as possible.

It's the safest and most satisfying place.

The highest point of Tokyo Tower.

Yingkong Kurumi sat in Fang Zuo's arms.

A long wind was blowing high in the sky.

Watching the gorgeous night view of Tokyo.

A bustling scene.

Who knows what crimes are happening around the corner?

Under the moonlight, Yingkong Kurumi's red dress fluttered in the night sky.

The two snow-white little feet, after taking off their high heels, swayed happily in the air.

"Sometimes I don't want to go home even though I'm working late. Do you know why?"

"Ok?"

"Because when I rode my motorcycle back, no matter how late it was, there were always some rooms with the lights still on. I would wonder who was waiting for her husband, wife, father, or mother, but there was no light waiting for her." Yingkong Kurumi said softly.

"Not necessarily. Maybe he's watching an educational film." Fang Zuo said seriously.

"Damie, Damie, you've ruined the atmosphere." Yingkong Kurumi said coquettishly, punching her fists and kicking her feet.

She grabbed Fang Zuozheng's hand that was kneading her two small buttocks and bit it: "Why do you always like to look at the moon?"

"It's big and round, it looks the same no matter where it is."

"Are you homesick?"

Fang Zuo shook his head: "This is the only moon at home."

After returning, he could only practice hard to recover, and then overcome the tribulation again.

But Fang Zuo was not sure.

On the contrary, here, Fang Zuo really wanted to see which Taoist senior had set up the plan. After a hundred years of planning, what exactly was he trying to do?

not to mention.

Fang Zuo keenly felt that since that night of the full moon.

Japan's spiritual energy has actually increased.

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When Shiraishi Nagimitsu woke up in the morning, she immersed herself in the bathtub in the bathroom.

It was soon time for her to meet Abe Nosuke.

This was a frank meeting.

Or negotiation.

She could guess what Abe Nosuke wanted to say.

She was also slightly hesitant.

but.

My man gave me enough confidence.

After drying her plump body, Shiraishi Nagimitsu came to the dressing mirror.

I am becoming more and more satisfied with my skin condition.

More and more satisfied with the elasticity of a pair of behemoths.

I picked out a white low-cut long dress from the closet.

A pair of high-top slippers for the beach.

She curled her long wavy hair.

A white thong.

She didn't even wear a bra, just some stickers.

The upper part of my body is becoming more and more elastic, and I no longer have to worry about it sagging too much due to weight.

Not wearing any jewelry

She put on some light makeup.

Since we are going to a villa by the sea, it is natural to dress more casually.

Both are women.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu understood very well what the other party was thinking.

Decided to do the opposite.

The more exquisitely dressed she is.

The more you value it.

Facing myself like this.

Instead, you lose more aura.

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Katase Higashihama Beach is the beach closest to Tokyo.

Most of them are public beach bathing areas

Only a few villa areas have private small beaches.

In a beach house.

Abe Nosuke was very troubled at this moment.

Rejected several waves of interviews from reporters.

He even ignored some requests for her to prove herself and clarify the incident.

He simply responded to the media: "These people need to produce their own evidence. Otherwise, I will ask my lawyer to collect evidence of these people's slander and will continue to prosecute to the end. I will never compromise."

Abe Nojaku knew very well that once you fall into the trap of self-affirmation in this kind of thing, you will never be able to get out of it.

No matter what evidence you produce, no matter how true or reasonable it is.

New questions will also arise.

Then, it will give these self-media new popularity.

Batches of self-media outlets have once again released new videos based on this evidence.

Other self-media, like hyenas, keep up with the trend and make it a hot topic again.

There is no end, no end.

The best way is to let them cool down on their own.

At the same time, they keep spending money to create new hot searches to replace themselves.

The Internet is very forgetful.

Soon everyone will start talking about the new trending search.

Then forget yourself.

Although from now on, these fabricated gossips will accompany me for a long time.