Chapter 93 Slowly Changing
The nude-colored hip-hugging long skirt shows off the curves of Kawano Ayaka's body.
Every part of the body fits tightly.
Not very tall, but with perfect proportions.
The curvature of every part is just right.
Most of her shoulders and slender neck were exposed on her upper body, and her long black hair fell over her collarbone.
She was wearing a pair of white flip-flops.
"Who told you to dress like this?" Fang Zuo knew the answer without asking.
There are only the cat girl sisters left.
With Kawano Ayaka's personality, she would never think of wearing such clothes.
At least I can't think of it now.
Ever since she advanced to the second tail, Fang Zuo could feel that her appearance and personality were slowly changing.
"It's Xiaohua-chan and the other two." Kawaya's face flushed, "They said that the devil is very lustful, and only clothes like this can attract you."
"If I don't find a way to catch you, you'll be kidnapped by another bad woman and never come back."
"Then the three of us will be miserable. We won't be able to see you even if we stay in the room every day. We can only shed tears."
"Then we won't be able to bear the loneliness, and we'll cheat on you, betray you, and finally you'll kill us."
"Have you watched any TV series recently?" Fang Zuo rolled his eyes.
"I'm watching the Chinese version of The Legend of Zhen Huan." He Zhicai lowered her head and said, "Doesn't it look good on me to wear this?"
"It looks good. Very good looking." Fang Zuo nodded.
When He Zhicai heard Fang Zuo say it was beautiful, she raised her head and smiled happily.
A pair of beautiful eyes are curved like crescent moon.
Fang Zuo lifted her long, white, cold and beautiful legs, placed them on his thighs, and grabbed her feet: "Did they teach you to wear slippers?"
"No, no, it's just my own idea." He Zhicai shook her head shyly: "I'm afraid that if I walk for too long, my shoes will smell."
"Are you afraid that I will suddenly want to take off your shoes?" Fang Zuo grabbed He Zhicai's small feet, which were barely big enough to hold in his hand, and began to knead them.
"Dirty." A blush appeared on He Zhicai's face. She wanted to pull back, but was caught by Fang Zuo.
He had no choice but to give up resisting and lowered his head shyly, while secretly looking at the train to see if anyone noticed him.
Sure enough, the men had been staring at the seats here. When they saw Fang Zuo's actions, they all swallowed at the same time.
My eyes were wide open.
He Zhicai's soft and boneless little feet kept changing shape as Fang's left hand kneaded them vigorously. The pressure of his hand felt like a ball of cotton.
It feels soft and fat-like, petite and smooth.
The white toes look like ice and jade, and the small arch of the foot is soft and delicate, exquisite like a work of art.
The toenails are painted with red bean paste-colored nail polish, which makes the instep look white, smooth and delicate.
The soles of the feet are delicate and smooth, and as soft as peeled eggs.
In rhythm with the rise and fall of He Zhicai's chest, her white and tender toes tensed up from time to time as if shy.
Wanting to refuse but also wanting to welcome.
The journey went more smoothly than expected and ended quickly.
The elders of the Oda family had long since left their ancestral home and were hiding in fear in the suburbs of Kyoto.
Unfortunately, Fang Zuo left a clue before he cut off his soul.
It was easy to find him.
Without even saying a word to him, he just took his soul away.
Then I got the notebook.
Then he took Kawanoya and went straight to Nara.
Nara is only 30 kilometers away from Kyoto.
After arriving at a shabby apartment, he found the notes left by Tamamonomae.
It only took one night to finish two things.
The next morning, the two took the Shinkansen train back to Tokyo, and Fang Zuo was flipping through the notebook of the Oda family.
The notes not only record the Taoist art of blessing, but also the Orthodox church's spirit-calling array.
The Oda family wanted to use this soul summoning technique to try to summon the sixth celestial demon Oda Nobunaga.
The Shiraishi family has the bloodline of Izanami, the native Japanese deity.
It is the most perfect sacrifice.
But I don’t know how many generations have failed.
Until Shiraishi Nagi's husband got a copy of the Dark Bible.
Perfected the necromancy array in the Orthodox Church.
This dark bible Fang Zuo couldn't help but think of Principal Fei Guangying.
There are fewer and fewer people who simply believe in Judaism.
The notes left by Tamamonomae were intermittent.
Most of them tell about Japan's past history.
There is no mention of the origin of the scabbard.
Fang Zuo closed his notebook.
The little girl next to him, Kawa no Caiyi, had fallen asleep with her head resting on his shoulder.
Ever since her second soul tail awakened, she has become particularly fond of sleeping.
When they arrived at the station, Zuo did not wake her up.
It was already noon when I carried her back to Xinrong Planning.
When I arrived at the front of the store, I saw the cat-girl sisters and two old men as security guards chasing out a few biker gang members in black jackets.
Fang Zuo handed the still sleeping Kawa Ayane to the cat girl sisters and asked them to help her go in.
Asked the old man security guard: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's these people again who asked the store to subscribe to financial newspapers." The old man said breathlessly. He was exhausted from carrying a broom to chase away the bikers just now.
The men in black jackets saw that the old man was too old and did not dare to fight too much, so they avoided him and ran away.
"Subscribe to a financial newspaper?" Fang Zuo was stunned.
Who would subscribe to a newspaper these days, and who would sell a newspaper? "It's actually protection money," said another old man. "Now these organizations have become smarter and use financial companies to package them."
"We found these shops and forced them to order financial newspapers. Then the police couldn't do much but disperse them."
"Now in Shinjuku, many businesses have become so annoyed that they have paid to subscribe to their financial newspapers."
Fang Zuo nodded. It seemed that this was another trick played by that beautiful woman.
When I was at Sannomiya Tsubaki's place.
The divine consciousness followed those monster-like bikers to the Bonsai Art Museum in Edogawa District.
He crushed a few monsters to death and then warned them with his divine thoughts.
I didn’t expect that this lady of the Yamaguchi group, the charming widow, was quite capable.
The trio packaged themselves as financial companies, and then used the behavior of selling products to package the extortion of protection money.
A new method replaced the previous backward method.
With such a simple trick, the Yamaguchi-gumi can now easily walk on the edge of Japan's criminal and civil laws.
Once the boundaries become blurred when jumping from criminal law to civil law, there will be many things to argue about.
The police were unclear about their duties and could not arrest people rashly, so they could only drive them away.
Before the new judicial interpretation was issued and the Japanese government took steps to rectify the situation, it can be said that with so many businesses in Tokyo, there was gold everywhere.
On my phone, Shiraishi Nagimitsu sent me a picture of today’s breakfast.
【A glass of milk! (lipstick emoji)】
[I want to eat breakfast! (Angry expression)]
[I took Yui to sign up! Love you! (Heart emoji)]
Sakura Kurumi also sent a message.
[I'm going to the headquarters for a meeting, hahahaha, to accept the praise. ]
[What are you doing? Do you miss me? Let me show you what I'm wearing! ]
【Picture: Purple stockings】
[Picture: Long legs wrapped in purple stockings and purple thong underwear]
[This is my lucky color. (Shy expression) Do you know why? ]
[You must give me an answer, or I will bite you to death! Damai!]
[I'll test you next time we meet! Think about it for me! Baka! ]
【Today is your first day as a dormitory manager at Tokyo Women's University! 】
Fang Zuo put away his phone.
Today is also the day for you to report in, right?
I can only go once.
Just happened to take a look at that little fellow Tsubaki Sannomiya.
That charming woman from the Yamaguchi group doesn't seem like an honest and obedient woman.
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New Rongji.
It is a new star among Chinese restaurants in Tokyo.
Inside is an authentic Chinese restaurant that does not cater to Japanese tastes at all.
The price of 100,000 yen per person is prohibitive for ordinary Japanese people.
The Chinese-style seafood here is popular among Japan's upper class.
Abe Nosuke was having lunch here.
Her husband Kinnosuke Asai hurried in.
An anxious look appeared on his face.
Whispering in Abe Nojaku's ear.
Abe Nosuke's expression changed.
It's a bit ugly.
Thank you all for your tips!
(End of this chapter)
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