Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Also known as:

"Diary of Raising a Female Prime Minister"

"How the Chaebol Madams Were Forged"

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Chapter 136 The Truth Comes to Light

Chapter 136 The truth comes out

In the prayer room in the main hall of Ise Shrine.

A huge shrine is filled with wooden tablets of various gods.

From Kunitachi-no-tsuchimon and the three gods of creation at the beginning of the world, to Amaterasu.

There are a total of eight wooden tablets of gods.

Below the spirit tablet are hundreds of lit white candles.

Apart from a piece of tatami in the middle, there was nothing else.

Sakura Kurumi's blue cherry blossom kimono was stacked at her waist, with only a small piece drooping slightly on her shoulder. The rest of her skin was exposed, like an Aries curled up in Fang Zuo's arms.

The white flesh was covered with sweat, and the skin was covered with crystal beads of sweat.

It glows softly under the candlelight, making it look even smoother and more lustrous.

Fang Zuo smelled the charming scent on her body and stroked her smooth back with the back of his hand.

The fluff is so fine that it is invisible to the naked eye, and when it is covered with sweat, it feels like satin.

Warm and smooth.

The whole body was still shaking slightly.

It took a while to calm down.

"Bad guy, we have to go back tomorrow." Yingkong Kurumi rubbed her head again and again, and finally found a comfortable position.

"Um."

“I really don’t want to go back.”

"Um."

"When you go back, you are not allowed to not answer my calls or my video calls. The only thing you are allowed to do is not reply to my messages."

"Um?"

"Hurry up and promise me." Yingkong Kurumi's little head pressed against Fang Zuo's chest and shook non-stop: "Promise me."

"Um."

Yingkong Kurumi took a light bite of Fang Zuo with satisfaction.

"Bad guy."

"Um?"

"I miss my mom. If she were still alive, she would be very happy to see you. Kurumi is finally not alone anymore. Someone is protecting her." Sakura Kurumi drew circles with her fingernails: "You will always protect me like this, right?"

"Um."

"You are so nice, big dog. I am so sleepy, but I don't want to sleep. When I fall asleep, time will pass quickly. Please wake me up. I don't want it." Yingkong Kurumi's eyelids slowly closed, and she fell asleep in Fang Zuo's arms.

early morning.

Kagura sounded.

Sakura Kurumi, neatly dressed, walked out of the sacrificial room with a serious expression.

There is a holy light on her delicate face.

"Your Excellency Sakura Kurumi." The priest in a white robe with dark purple patterns bowed devoutly to Sakura Kurumi: "According to the divine message, your specific information has not been disseminated to the public this time."

"Although it is inevitable that I cannot conceal it, I will try to delay it as much as possible."

"Shintoism's future goal is to gradually enter government departments and institutions, and at the same time be able to be elected as the prime minister, so that politics and religion can be integrated. Therefore, the less exposure it has, the more convenient it will be for you, Sakura Kurumi."

Sakura Kurumi nodded, "Kunijo Rin is with us."

As soon as they walked out of the Ise Shrine, Sakura Kurumi changed her charlatan expression and pulled Fang Zuo quickly towards the shopping street.

"Hurry, that Dorayaki restaurant is only open in the morning. It will be closed later."

She rolled up the corners of her kimono, wore wooden clogs, and held Fang Zuo's hand. Like a couple in love who had just entered middle school, they didn't care about anyone's eyes and ran wildly among the crowd.

A smile spread across the little face.

Three of them return to Tokyo on the Shinkansen.

Yingsora Kurumi sat astride Fang Zuo, holding a piece of Dorayaki that had just come out of the oven in her hand.

Take a bite yourself and feed Fang Zuo a bite.

As satisfied as a child, she kept twisting her butt.

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'Bang.'

The glass hit the wall and shattered all over the floor.

Takeda Taifu sat in the office with a grim face.

According to the information he got from other Onmyojis at Ise Shrine, his good disciple Sakura Kurumi finally stayed in the Kingdom of God and was one of the three candidates.

In other words, she might have become a goddess.

This means that my plan will fail again.

'Knock, knock.'

There was a knock on the office door.

"Come in." Takeda Taifu said in a deep voice.

The office door opened.

A thin young man wearing an Onmyoji robe and a Japanese mountain and river crown walked in.

"Who are you?" Takeda Taifu's pupils shrank.

How could a stranger break into the police office without any police notification?

"Don't be surprised. The police officers were all very sleepy and just fell asleep." The thin young man seemed to know what Takeda Taifu wanted to say. He bowed slightly and said, "I am Ashiya Michisan."

"Ashiya?" Takeda Taifu suddenly stood up: "Ashiya's family in Kyushu?"

"Yes." Ashiya Dosan straightened up and said with a smile, "It's Ashiya in Kyushu."

"You are not allowed to leave Kyushu. This is the oath we made with other Onmyoji families." Takeda Taifu said, "You broke the oath. Do you want to exterminate your clan?"

“No, no, no.” Ashiya Dosan shook his head: “Two of the three great Onmyoji families that made a vow with us have already disappeared in the long river of history.”

"Only the Abe family is left, and Abe Haruaki has been dead for so many years. The Abe family is now weak and only Abe Nojaku is left, and she is a woman."

"Is it necessary for our Ashiya family to abide by the oath? We have no hatred with other Onmyoji families, right? Takeda Taifu, why do you have to hate us?"

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Takeda Taifu slowly sat down and asked, "What do you want to see me for?"

"We want to form an alliance with the Fukaimon of Sensō-ji Temple through you."

"Alliance?" Takeda Taifu sneered, "I can't think of anything worth forming an alliance with you."

"Perhaps Takeda Taifu doesn't know." Ashiya Dosan smiled and said, "Kyushu has completely fallen in the plane of the Kingdom of God. All the gods worshipped by Kyushu have died in the battle."

"What?" Takeda Taifu stood up in shock: "Impossible."

"Nothing is impossible." Ashiya Dosan said, "Shintoism concealed these things because it was afraid of causing unrest. The gods also tried to retake the Kyushu Kingdom, but now even the Kingdom of God in the Shikoku region is in danger."

There was a huge wave of emotion in Takeda Taifu's heart.

I really can't believe that what Ashiya Michisan said is true.

All of Japan, even after its defeat in World War II.

MacArthur, a five-star general of the United States, controlled the politics and military of the entire island nation.

In that era, not only the prime minister, but even the emperor had to bow and salute.

However, the Kingdom of God still firmly resisted the invasion of Christianity and Catholicism.

Finally, the two sides negotiated peace and allowed Christianity and Catholicism to be legally registered and spread their doctrines.

But now, in this peaceful age, even the Kyushu region of the Kingdom of God has been lost, and it sounds like even the Shikoku region cannot be defended.

"Who is it? Who invaded the kingdom of God?" said Takeda Taifu.

"Of course they are gods." Ashiya Dosan smiled and said, "Gods from all over the world are here. Of course, there are only evil gods who have not been registered yet, but there will be more in the future."

"Why? What are they going to do?" Takeda Taifu murmured in shock: "How can such a small kingdom of Japan accommodate so many gods?"

"It is said that I only heard it." Ashiya Dosan said slowly: "The core of the plane will appear in Japan. This is an opportunity for all gods."

"The core of the plane? What is this?" asked Takeda Taifu anxiously.

"I've revealed enough." Ashiya Dosan clapped his hands, "Now give your answer, Mr. Takeda Taifu. Choose to cooperate or refuse. There are more Onmyoji families in Tokyo than just you. Once you lose this opportunity, there will be no more in the future."

"Can I discuss this with Fengleimen and give you an answer?" said Takeda Taifu.

"Of course." Ashiya Dosan nodded: "I'll give you one night, and you can investigate whether what I said is true or false."

"Then I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, the figure slowly disappeared into the white mist.

Takeda Taifu took a deep breath and walked out of the office.

In the famous Tokyo Exorcist Police Department, about 70% of the police officers and administrative staff are Onmyoji.

But now the bustling police station is as quiet as late at night.

Even the sound of my own breathing is clearly audible.

Everyone was either asleep at their desks or slumped in the corner.

Ashiya Michizan, Ashiya family in Kyushu.

Ashiya Doman, the founder of the Ashiya family, is the second greatest Onmyoji in Japanese history.

Second only to Abe Haruaki.

Is the Kingdom of God really going to fall?

What is the core of the plane? Fang Zuo sat on the Shinkansen, listening to Yingkong Kurumi talking about the current situation of the Japanese Kingdom.

As the most devout goddess of the new generation, she can easily absorb so much worship and naturally has the right to know a lot of things.

The fall of the Japanese Divine Kingdom had nothing to do with Fang Zuo.

But even Fang Zuo had never heard of the core of the plane.

What on earth is this thing? The Shenzhou Dao Sect has never recorded it.

Fang Zuo had a feeling that this was the big net laid by the predecessors of his own Taoist sect.

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(End of this chapter)