In Tokyo's Shinjuku district, late at night, the Kabukicho street is brightly lit, and the whole street is filled with a pink atmosphere.
In front of every store there were men and women dressed in fancy clothes handing out flyers.
The second dimension loli maid sweetly calls her master
A high school girl in a sailor suit with a skirt that's too short to her thighs bows and hands out flyers
The handsome cowherd showed his love to the passing woman...
On the corner of Kabukicho, there is a house with a row of red and white umbrellas hanging from the eaves.
Inside the house, women performing ancient Japanese Kabuki dances were sitting on the tatami, holding sake and moving between the private rooms.
In a private room, several navy blue suit jackets were placed on a clothes rack!
Today is the day when the heads of the tax bureau of the Ministry of Finance gather for dinner.
Inter-departmental dinners like this are very common in the Japanese workplace. For Japanese people, having dinner with colleagues and superiors after get off work and exchanging emotions is also part of the job.
Not attending such gatherings is a big taboo in the Japanese workplace. It is often seen as a lack of unity with colleagues, and people who are not sociable will also be ostracized at work.
Japanese housewives are accustomed to their husbands' social engagements after get off work, and they encourage their husbands to attend such gatherings and maintain good relationships with colleagues.
Inside the Kabuki theater, four or five Japanese men who had taken off their coats and were only wearing white shirts had drunk a lot of alcohol and their faces were flushed. Each of them was accompanied by a Kabuki who was wearing heavy makeup.
From time to time, a man would raise his glass and toast to the young man at the main seat.
The young man accepted everyone who came. There were five or six empty sake bottles on the tatami mat nearby.
In Japan, where seniority is the most important factor, a group of middle-aged men with big bellies surrounded a young man and toasted him with flattering words.
There are only two possibilities. Either the young man holds a high official position, or his background is so great that everyone has to respect him.
Takahashi Hideki has both of these qualities. At a young age, he is a senior official in the Taxation Bureau of the Ministry of Finance. The Takahashi family behind him is a famous political family in Japan, and his father is the Minister of Home Affairs of the Japanese Cabinet.
"Takahashi-kun, I heard that you are getting pregnant soon..."
A pot-bellied bald man raised a wine cup and toasted Takahashi.
After hearing the bald man's words, the men whose eyes were red from drinking all perked up and pricked up their ears.
"Nakamura-kun, it's pending, this is just a verbal agreement between my father and Uncle Shishida! It's still unclear whether Mariko and I can succeed..."
After drinking two bottles of sake, Takahashi Hideki was a little drunk, and his hands kept touching the Kabuki next to him.
Hearing the bald man's words, although he spoke modestly, everyone could hear the smugness in his tone.
Several officials from the Finance Ministry's Taxation Bureau exchanged glances.
Recently, a piece of news has been circulating among the upper echelons of Japan that the Japanese Minister of the Interior intends to marry his children to the Shishida family.
Takahashi Hideki, the eldest son of the Takahashi family, will marry Shishida Mariko, the eldest daughter of the Shishida family and the direct granddaughter of Shishida Ichiro.
It's marrying, not marrying into the wife's family.
As soon as this news came out, the entire upper class of Japan was talking about it, especially among some young people of marriageable age, there was almost an uproar.
Needless to say, the Shishida family was the fastest rising family in the late World War II. Although the Shishida industry has not been as good as before in the past two years due to the health of the elder Shishida Ichiro,
However, Shishida is still one of the top chaebols in Japan.
As the third-generation daughter of the Shishida family, Mariko Shishida is beautiful, gentle, and a Yamato Nadeshiko-like woman. She is the ideal wife for many young talents in Japan.
When they heard the news that Takahashi Hideki was going to marry Shishida Mariko, many young men who were interested in Shishida felt like they had eaten a fly.
To be fair, the Takahashi family is a famous political family in Japan. Several generations of the family have been famous high-ranking officials in Japan. The marriage between the Takahashi family and the Shishida family can be regarded as a strong alliance.
Takahashi Hideki is a young man who holds an important position in the Ministry of Finance. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is young and promising.
The Takahashi family with a strong political background and the wealthy Shishida family, when combined, are like a giant in Japan.
For a moment, the enthusiasm of the section chiefs who were drinking with Takahashi Hideki was aroused again.
The feast lasted until 11pm...
In the end, Takahashi Hideki, who was toasted one after another, was almost carried out by the driver.
… …
"Sir, the target has emerged!"
At the intersection outside Kabukicho,
A medium-sized seafood truck was parked quietly on the side of the road.
In the co-pilot's seat, Bai Youling held his samurai sword, closed his eyes and rested, his breathing sounded like the croaking of frogs.
When he heard his subordinate's words, his eyes suddenly opened and two rays of light flashed in the dark carriage.
"Bump into it!"
White Ghost looked at the black Toyota car that was about to drive to the intersection from the left and gave the order coldly!
“Buzz!”
The driver started the car and stepped on the accelerator.
"Bang!"
The driver of the black Toyota sedan was dazzled by the truck's headlights before he could react.
The truck loaded with seafood hit the side of the Toyota sedan hard.
The front half of the Toyota sedan was completely dented, deflated, and then flipped over.
Then he was hit by a truck and was thrown more than ten meters away...
"Boss, the target has been solved! It was a traffic accident!"
The White Ghost, who had gotten off the truck at some point, looked at the Toyota sedan that was on fire, hung up the phone, and silently disappeared into the darkness.
The only person left at the scene was a drunk and frightened truck driver who was at a loss...
… … …
Tokyo's busiest street, Hilton Hotel, presidential suite.
Tang Song and Shishida Mariko, who was wearing a black kimono, stayed here.
A dozen bodyguards with flat heads and wearing black suits stood in the corridor, guarding each entrance and exit.
With her golden ratio body of nine heads, Mariko Shishida can be said to be an eye-catching artifact when walking on the streets of Tokyo.
"Sir, it's my father. He thinks I might threaten his inheritance rights because of the people you sent, so he is anxious to marry me off..."
In the presidential suite, Shishida Mariko said weakly to Tang Song:
"grown ups... .."
Tang Song glanced at her nonchalantly: "Once!"
His tone was calm, but in an instant, the indifference and coldness he revealed made Shishida Mariko break out in a cold sweat.
At that moment, she even felt like she saw a cold and ruthless ghost, and she said in a trembling voice:
"I'm sorry, sir, I won't do it again!"
Tang Song looked at her silently until her face turned pale, her body began to tremble, and tears welled up in her eyes. Then he nodded slightly:
"Of course my woman won't allow anyone to touch her, but even so, don't think of fooling or taking advantage of me.
Just remember this time and help me bathe!"
... ..
In the bathroom, Shishida Mariko knelt down and performed the traditional Japanese "Dogeza!"
"I'm sorry, sir. I was wrong. Please forgive me. I won't do it again!"
She was naked, and in this sitting position, the beautiful curves of her slender waist and plump hips formed an almost perfect snow-white heart shape. Tang Song admired it for a while before nodding and saying,
"It's good to admit your mistakes. Get up!"
Shishida Mariko stood up and helped Tang Song undress and take a bath.
Then, after Tang Song sat on the small stool and rubbed his back, she knelt in front of him again.
Of course this time, Tang Song did not ask her to get up again...
... ... ... ...
"Okay, I got it!"
In the hotel room, Tang Song, who had just washed up, hugged Mariko Shishida, who had changed her clothes, threw his cell phone aside, and continued to study the eight-mouthed kimono she was wearing.
The so-called Hachiko-mi is a special kind of clothing from Japan, as for the one worn by Mariko Shishida.
It was obviously a bit erotic, as the eight black mouths with openings everywhere were empty underneath, making it convenient for Tang Song to do whatever he wanted.
"Who is your fiancé?"
Tang Song was a bit heavy-handed
Shishida Mariko bit her lip, groaned slightly with some pain, raised her head, and said with seductive eyes:
"My father is interested in Hideki Takahashi, the son of the Japanese Minister of Internal Affairs, from the Takahashi family!"
"Then you are a widow now!"
After Tang Song finished speaking, he felt Shida Mariko's body suddenly become stiff, and then became limp as mud.
… … …
"My grandfather is seriously ill. His personal doctor said that he has at most three months to live. This may be the reason why my father is in a hurry to marry me off!"
Afterwards, Shishida Mariko stretched out her fingers and drew circles on Tang Song's chest.
"He's afraid that grandpa will give Shishida to me before he dies!"