Chapter 231 The Strange Sealed Place
"Principal Sakura Kiyotaka, there's no need to be so anxious, okay? Let me sit down and take a breath first, okay? Let's eat first and talk while we eat." Hosokawa Yuzhi looked at Sakura Kiyotaka with a smile, then reached out and gently pressed the wait bell next to the table.
"Minister Hosokawa, please get down to business first." Sakura Kimitsu shook her head: "Eating is not important. Besides, I never eat at night, so there's no need to waste it."
"Why don't you eat? To keep in shape?" Hosokawa Yuzhi's scorching eyes seemed to burn off Sakura Kiyotaka's clothes and coat: "Principal Sakura Kiyotaka has such a good figure, she doesn't need to diet to keep in shape."
Fei Guangying frowned slightly, but before she could answer, the person on the other side spoke again.
"Eating is not important to Principal Kikou Sakura, but it is very important to me." Hosokawa Yuzhi said with a hearty smile, "I have held a cabinet ministerial meeting all day today, and I haven't eaten a single bite of food yet. I'm afraid I will starve to death if I don't talk to you Kikou Sakura for a few more words. You don't want me to faint in front of you, do you?"
Fei Guangying keenly noticed that his words began to become ambiguous.
This made her frown. What on earth did this Minister of National Education and Culture want to do? Pursue her? The background of this Hosokawa Hiroshi was what the ladies had heard at the reception that day.
They divorced a long time ago, and their two children went abroad with their mother and never returned.
I have been alone all these years.
Tall, handsome and gentleman.
Considering his status and position, his conditions are indeed pretty good.
Maybe other women would flock to him and would rather pay for his company and sleep with him.
But as for herself, Sakura Kimitsu shook her head, thinking that this Hiroshi Hosokawa was thinking too much.
Over the years, so many men have pursued me, of all types, with various worth and identities, but I rejected them all.
She has also made it clear to the outside world that she will not accept any man.
And, Fang Zuo, it was just an accident.
An accident that she was willing to do.
Now that I have experienced this, it will be even more impossible for me to accept any other man.
Sakura Kimitsu made a decision. She would find a chance to make things clear with Hosokawa Hiroshi later, even if it was just to point out in a tactful way that she didn't need other men.
Knock knock knock.
There's a knock on the door
"Guest, the meal you ordered has arrived."
"Please come in." said Hiroshi Hosokawa.
The door of the box opened.
The waiter pushed a large dining cart over, bowed, placed the bottom fire on the table next to the box, and then placed various fresh ingredients next to the fire.
Then, a white-haired old man came over, bowed to the two, and said to Fei Guangying with a smile: "Miss Fei Guangying, long time no see. Today I will grill the ingredients for you two."
"You are... You are Mr. Nakamura from Sendai." Sakura Kimitsu was so surprised that her mouth couldn't close, and her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.
Sakura Kimitsu is from Sendai, Japan.
The most famous cuisine in Sendai is Robatayaki.
Nowadays, in order to package Japanese cuisine, many people exaggerate the history and background of Robatayaki.
But Sakura Hibiki, a native of Sendai, knows that this kind of barbecue by the fire has only a history of a few decades and originated in Sendai.
Mr. Nakamura is the master of one of the older Robatayaki restaurants in Sendai.
When Sakura Kikou was a child living in Sendai, she would often go to Mr. Nakamura's shop to eat robatayaki.
Later, she went to the United States to study abroad, and then came to Tokyo to take over Tokyo Women's University. Sakura Kimitsu rarely returned to Sendai.
I suddenly met Mr. Nakamura today, and all the beautiful memories of my childhood came flooding back.
"This is the Robatayaki restaurant newly opened by Mr. Nakamura in Tokyo. The ingredients are fresh, the grilling is done to perfection, and the taste is very good. How about it, Principal Sakura Kikou? Do you like it?" Hosokawa Yuzhi smiled slightly, as if everything was under control: "I specially asked Mr. Nakamura to come out and grill it for us."
"Mr. Hosokawa, how do you know that I like Mr. Nakamura's robatayaki?" After a moment of surprise, Sakura Kimitsu became a little confused.
"I heard that Mr. Nakamura is from Sendai, and Principal Sakura Kikou is also from Sendai, so..." Hosokawa Yuzhi stretched out his voice: "How is it? Is Sakura Kikou surprised?"
"Yes, I didn't expect it to be Mr. Nakamura's shop." Sakura Kimitsu felt a little touched.
I didn’t expect to be able to eat ingredients baked by Mr. Nakamura himself. These are not just simple flavors, but also memories of my childhood.
For a moment, Sakura Kimitsu's favorability towards the Minister of Education and Culture skyrocketed.
While Sakura Kimitsu was chatting about the past with Mr. Nakamura and eating the familiar flavors, Hiroshi Hosokawa was gazing at Sakura Kimitsu silently and affectionately.
After eating, the two talked about education reform for a while before leaving the store.
"Principal Sakura Himiko, let me take you back." Hosokawa Yuji said with a smile.
"Ah, no thanks. I'll take a taxi back by myself." Fei Guangying refused with a smile.
Although she has a very good impression of Hiroshi Hosokawa now, Sakura Kimitsu knows what he is going to do.
Since you have no such intention at all, you shouldn't give him any chance.
This kind of situation where a man and a woman are alone in a car is the most unacceptable.
Her decisive refusal made Hosokawa Hiroshi look even more passionate.
She really hasn't changed at all. Sakura Hikari, my wife!!!
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After picking up Oda Yui, Shiraishi Nagimitsu returned to his villa.
After seeing Shiraishi Mei volunteering to cook, Shiraishi Nagiko sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.
Now, the evening NHK channel will be the first time her parliamentary advertisement will be broadcast.
Sure enough, during prime time, before Minamikawa Keiko's Youth Idol began, her advertisement was aired.
In just one minute, the advertisement condensed the video clip of her condolences to the disaster area that she sent to Keiko Minamikawa.
The timing, angle and shot of every clip are very professional.
This makes Shiraishi Nagimitsu's image even more elevated.
Especially the perfect tears and the firm expression in the words.
The image of a congressman who cares about the people and works hard to get practical things established instantly.
Finally, a comparison between the current situation of the people in the disaster area and the past is attached.
Although these disaster victims are still housed in container houses, at least they have a bed and don't have to sleep in cardboard boxes.
The meals became normal again, with vegetables, meat and rice.
This video instantly caused an uproar among all the Japanese people who were waiting to watch Minamikawa Keiko's TV series.
These disaster areas have been visited by some lawmakers before, and even the current interim Prime Minister Shigeki Fujita visited them once before taking office.
But without exception, these people knelt down to apologize first, and then held the old man's hand to show their friendliness.
Then he made promises and painted big rosy pictures for everyone.
After the round of exodus, the lives of these disaster victims remained unchanged.
Only the changes brought about by Shiraishi Nagimitsu are real.
At this time, the LINE video message on Shiraishi Nagimitsu's mobile phone rang.
Sent from Keiko Minamikawa.
"Nagiri, your ad has a really high ratings." After the call was connected, Minamikawa Keiko, who was still wearing her anchor uniform, said excitedly:
"Never before has a congressman's advertisement had such a high rating. With this rating alone, it can definitely offset the impact of the prime-time advertisement of Congressman Toda on the two neighboring TV stations."
"I've seen his ads, and they're still at the stage where everyone is cheering together and shouting slogans."
"I just watched it, too. I have to thank your colleagues in the advertising department for editing it for me." Shiraishi Nagiko picked up the red wine and gestured for a toast to the camera: "I also want to thank our beautiful Minamikawa Keiko for running around for me."
"Hmph, is that how you thank me?" Minamikawa Keiko curled her lips.
"I told you I'd share my man with you." Shiraishi Nagiko jokingly said, "You don't want it? You want your dream man."
Mei Shiraishi, who was cooking not far away, rolled her eyes when she heard this.
"Who said I don't want it? Okay, it's a deal. Don't regret it later." Minamikawa Keiko snorted with a smile.
After the two hung up the video call, Abe Nosuke also called.
"Congressman Shiraishi, I saw your ad video. I'm quite surprised." Abe Nozaki said indifferently, "I didn't expect you to snatch NHK's TV ads, and they're prime time. As far as I know, Congressman Toda has several business companies behind him that have cooperative relationships with those three TV stations. Even when I went to NHK to discuss prime time ads, I was rejected."
"This is the Shiraishi Nagimitsu that I admire. However, this advertisement alone is not enough. You must not be careless. Also, I know about the things you have done in the community. You have done a good job."
"but."
"Congressman Abe, are you trying to say that if I need anything, I'll find you?" Before Abe Nojaku finished speaking, Shiraishi Nagiko interrupted with a smile and said, "I understand. If I need anything, I'll definitely find you."
"Oh, you still have the same character. Don't let me down in the future." Abe Noja hung up the phone decisively.
"Sister, this woman is so arrogant." Shiraishi Mei sneered.
"She has the capital." Shiraishi Nagiko shook her head: "She has gone through as many hardships as you and me."
Abe Noja threw his phone onto the sofa, raised his wine glass and sighed.
Asai Kinnosuke beside him handed over a report and said, "The situation of those who volunteered at Shiraishi Nagimitsu's ticket warehouse this afternoon has been investigated. It seems that they are all members of the Yamaguchi-gumi."
"Yamaguchi-gumi?" Abe Noja frowned. "It seems that I still underestimated our Councillor Shiraishi. He actually secretly connected with the Yamaguchi-gumi."
"Not only that, since this afternoon, all kinds of reports about Councillor Yuji Toda have appeared on all media apps." Asai Kinnosuke handed over the iPad and said softly, "Based on this situation, I'm afraid that the name Yuji Toda will soon be on the trending search list."
Abe Nosuke took the iPad and searched several major media apps. The name Toda Yuji indeed showed up a large number of videos.
The Toda family is a small family far away in Kansai and usually no one cares about them, but now all the trivial matters have been dug up on the Internet.
There were even a few old ladies who said in all seriousness that Toda Yuji's father was a gangster who often bullied people in the market.
Yuji Toda was so naughty and mischievous when he was a child, and he did a lot of stealing and cheating, but I don’t know how he managed to become a member of parliament.
After making the accusation, he still doesn't forget to complain. No wonder the Japanese government can't do anything well now. The parliamentarians are all like this.
"How did Shiraishi Nagimitsu find these densely populated media creators? Her counterattack on these media last time made me a little anxious, and this time there is also the Yamaguchi-gumi." Abe Nosuke said coldly: "It seems that Toda Yuji's efforts are in vain. He spent so much money but got nothing in return."
"Last time we were attacked by the media, we thought of a solution, but the APP servers of these self-media are all in the United States, and the companies are also in the United States, so it is difficult to regulate and stop them." Asai Kinnosuke said standing aside: "When we were attacked that time, we also contacted many self-media people, wanting to pay them to write articles or remove videos, but found that many of them were not in Japan. It took too long to contact them, and the other media people we found were not professional enough, so the response was too small."
"This must have been done by a professional and organized group of people." Abe Noque took a sip of red wine and said, "Look for clues and see if you can find any clues from these self-media outlets. If you find any, help me arrange a meeting with them. We may need this kind of people in the future."
"Hi!" Asai Kinnosuke nodded.
Aman Tokyo Hotel.
In the most luxurious Japanese-style garden.
Several elderly people were sitting together in the yard.
The atmosphere is solemn.
“Pah.”
An iPad was smashed to the ground and broke into pieces.
Yuji Toda knelt obediently beside him, feeling very nervous.
A white-haired old man was furious: "Where did these self-media come from? What a mess of content."
"This is obviously a premeditated plan. What should we do?" said another old man in black samurai costume.
"What should we do? What else can we do? Just spend money." The white-haired old man glanced coldly at Yuji Toda next to him.
I spent so much money on this guy, only to find that the advantage was taken back.
"More money?" The old man in the black warrior suit looked rather reluctant. "We have already spent a lot of money. Just these few batches of advertisements are astronomical, not to mention the manpower and material resources."
"What should we do? Stop now?" The white-haired old man said gloomily, "I have no problem with it. I don't want to spend any money. Go and talk to the masters of the demon department."
"Let's smash it. It's already like this. There's no other way." Another old man said, "We can also buy these self-media and fight back. I don't believe we can't fight back."
"This is the only way." The white-haired old man sighed and glared fiercely at Yuji Toda next to him.
snort.
A cold snort almost made Toda Yuji's heart jump out.
Thinking of what Shiraishi Nagimitsu said in the afternoon, Toda Yuji broke out in cold sweat.
He collapsed to the ground and couldn't stand up for a while.
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In the kingdom of God.
Endless power of laws swept in.
Every strand of the power of law is like the sharpest blade in this small world.
In an instant, Fang Zuo's body, which was formed by the power of incense, was cut into pieces.
But he didn't want to hurt Fang Zuo's soul.
Instead, it trapped Fang Zuo's soul and a small world like a cocoon.
"Tell me, who are you?" This voice kept echoing in the world of the small world: "You are not those evil gods, what is that thing in your hand? Such a huge and pure incense is on it, give it to me, give it to me quickly!"
The voice was extremely urgent, and the countless laws of power that trapped Fang Zuo were constantly shrinking.
Without the protection of Xianghuo's body, Fang Zuo's soul was gradually consumed by the pressure of the laws of the small world.
This wooden scabbard cannot be lost.
It is very difficult to find such a magic weapon in the world today, not to mention that it has been refined by Emperor Huangdi for thousands of years.
Fang Zuo burned his soul and attached it to the wooden scabbard.
Push with all your strength.
A ray of golden light left an afterimage and suddenly pierced towards the top of the cocoon woven by laws, dazzling like the sun.
The power of the Xuanyuan Huangdi incense in the wooden scabbard is like the emperor of heaven in this incense kingdom, and all the rules of the entire small incense world have to give way to it.
"You can't run away, this is our world."
The sound just fell.
A huge hand composed of regular patterns grabbed the wooden scabbard attached to Fang Zuo.
Fang Zuo's soul was burning rapidly, but the wooden scabbard could not move at all.
Even though the power of the incense of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi on the scabbard pierced the big hand and caused it to continuously drop the blood of the law.
But after all, it was only Fang Zuo's soul that drove it.
Fang Zuo's soul was extremely anxious. If he couldn't hold on for a few moments, his soul would be completely exhausted.
But at this last moment.
The big hand of the laws of the kingdom of God suddenly paused and lost its strength.
Fang Zuo felt his grip weakening, and he urged the wooden scabbard with his mind.
A golden sword light that emerged from the sky instantly broke away from the giant hand and pierced through the cocoon woven with regular silk threads.
Break through the air and go away.
Then he passed through the incense barrier and returned to Fang Zuo's body.
Fang Zuo’s eyes suddenly opened and his face turned pale.
This spiritual soul was completely consumed, which caused some damage to myself, but the gains were still huge.
Not only did he explore the depth of this kingdom of God, but he also killed one of the ugly and disgusting Japanese Twelve Gods.
Next to the Nascent Soul is a vast amount of incense power and residual souls of gods, as well as a huge imprint of heaven and earth.
Shrinking in the corner.
In the divine world of Japan.
Several more powerful breaths came in a hurry.
"What's going on?"
One of the voices said.
"The man killed the god Yumudali and then...ran away."
"What do you mean the god Yumudaguru died? The murderer actually escaped from your hands?"
Several powerful auras spoke in disbelief, causing the small world to shake continuously.
"Impossible, how could he escape?"
"He had some connection with the human authorities. When they caught him at a critical moment, part of the foundation of the Kingdom of God was shaken for a brief moment, and he escaped."
"The foundation of the Kingdom of God has been shaken? Could it be related to the newly appointed Prime Minister of the human world? Issue a divine oracle immediately to investigate the background of the current Prime Minister."
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Night fell.
A large speedboat braved the wind and waves and soon approached the beach of Kunashir Island.
After Sakura, Sora, Kurumi and the other two got off the speedboat, they crossed an area of black sand and white rocks.
"Why is the terrain here so strange?" Feng Dielian grabbed a handful of sand on the ground.
"There are four volcanoes under Kunashir Island," said Hashimoto Yuna. "These were all formed by volcanic eruptions."
The three of them traveled through the jungle in the dark and arrived at a large nature research base on Kunashir Island.
Lying in the grass and looking at the base with flashing lights from afar, I vaguely saw some vehicles driving out.
The entire base is surrounded by barbed wire with high voltage electricity.
"Is it here?" Feng Dielian asked in a low voice.
"According to the coordinates of the seal's location, it's right here." Yingkong Kurumi nodded: "It seems that we were right. Russia surrounded this area because of the seal."
"It seems that they are not paying much attention to this place, otherwise there shouldn't be so few people stationed here." Hashimoto Yuna took out an infrared telescope and took a look: "There is no one outside, only two security guards at the door."
"Let's go." Yingkong Kurumi stood up and leaped a few times, crossing the high-voltage power grid and entering the natural exploration base.
Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuina also jumped up and followed.
The three of them ran quickly in the base and soon came to a place with numerous scattered graves.
This is a large abandoned cemetery.
Thousands of undulating mounds are covered with weeds and winding vines.
The rotten wood was scattered and stuck diagonally in the soil, and the tombstone was weathered and broken beyond recognition.
In some of the damaged tombs, you can still see the white bones.
Under the cold moonlight, a chilly wind would occasionally blow, making everyone's hair stand on end.
This large cemetery has been abandoned for many years, and all signs indicate that no one has visited it for a long time, but in the middle of the cemetery, a road has been built and a huge pit has been dug.
Hashimoto Yuna was stunned. This was inconsistent with what Emperor Sutoku said.
This is no wonder, as the ghost tribes escaped just after being occupied by Russia.
The few people did not enter through the stairs of the excavated pit. Under the leadership of Yingkong Kurumi, they came to a sealed point far away from the cemetery.
An ancient spell is engraved on a stone slab.
Yingkong Kurumi quickly formed seals with both hands, then reached out and pressed on the seal.
As a faint light flashed and a dull rumble was heard, the ground gradually sank and an underground staircase appeared.
Sakura Kurumi took the lead and walked into the stairs.
In a dark underground corridor, the footsteps of three people echoed in the empty tunnel.
The pendant Kaguya Touma on Sakura Sora Kurumi's earlobe emitted a golden light, illuminating the underground corridor.
It's just a short walk.
The three of them stopped and looked vigilantly at the pile of corpses in the aisle ahead.
These corpses felt the breath of the living, their bodies twitched slowly, and they slowly stood up.
The strength of the undead varies depending on their species and their state in life, but they are usually very troublesome.
In the past, no matter how powerful an Onmyoji was, he would not be willing to confront the undead and ghosts in a cemetery where he could replenish his Yin energy.
After all, it is easy to exorcise one or two undead, but when a large group of incorporeal ghosts come screaming, and there are a large number of undead helping them, it is really troublesome.
But now it's different.
Sakura Kurumi pulled out a grenade-like object from behind and threw it forward.
A huge burst of light exploded silently, and all the light pierced into the bodies of the undead like physical bullets.
Countless ghosts existing in their bodies or lurking in the corridors let out screams and were annihilated by the power of the huge particle grenade.
The aisle was cleared in an instant.
"Is the Tokyo Exorcist Guard's equipment so good now?" Hashimoto Yuna looked at the particle grenade, and the Yama shikigami in her body felt great pressure.
This pressure was instantly fed back to Yuna Hashimoto.
No wonder even though the Ghost Department’s strength has recovered so much, they still dare not act rashly.
"We deal with these things all year round, so of course our equipment will be constantly upgraded." Yingkong Hutao didn't say anything, Feng Dielian said disdainfully.
"It seems that Deputy Director Feng Dielian was transferred here not long ago." Hashimoto Yuna snorted coldly.
Feng Dielian was about to retort, but Yingkong Kurumi suddenly raised her hand: "Something is wrong, this is not a sealed place."
(End of this chapter)
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