Chapter 23 The prelude to chaos

Nagayama Yuzuru flicked Fujiwara Iori's forehead and didn't intend to care, just let this woman get humiliated. Speaking of which, Fujiwara Iori was actually quite free these days, so she had time to think about all kinds of things.

Usually, Fujiwara Iori's job is to wear a shrine maiden's costume to entertain believers, and clean the main hall in her spare time. Even Shinie doesn't need her to worry about her because she goes to school. In comparison, the salesperson Nagasawa Yomi is much busier than her.

Seeing Yuzuru Nagayama leave directly, Slit-mouthed Woman walked in without saying a word. The other party's strange aura and height made Fujiwara Iori feel overwhelmed. Compared with this, the other party seemed to be able to beat ten of himself.

Fujiwara Iori was immediately in a state of panic as she was out-of-position, not knowing how to entertain this lady who didn't even say hello.

"Ma'am, please take a seat. Would you like black tea or green tea?"

The slit-mouthed woman looked around expressionlessly, completely ignoring Fujiwara Iori.

Fujiwara Iori, who was ignored the entire time, was also about to burst into tears. This woman wanted to overturn the family status that she had worked so hard to establish right away. How could someone be so unscrupulous?

Yuzuru Nagayama, who had just sat next to Nagasawa Yomi, finally reminded him.

"Don't bother Coconut Sugar. She is my new shikigami, so she doesn't pay much attention to humans she doesn't know."

God formula??
Nagasawa Yomi and Fujiwara Iori immediately stared at the slit-mouthed woman. It was the first time for them to see the shikigami that only appeared in film and television works. No wonder they always felt that there was a strange aura on the other party's body.

Fujiwara Iori curiously touched the body of the woman with the slit mouth. Seeing that she didn't react, he suddenly became bold and wanted to grab the other's hardness which was not smaller than his own.

So the next second, Fujiwara Iori was pressed to the ground by the slit-mouthed woman with one hand, and she begged for mercy, while her plump body kept twisting to act as a floor wiper.

Yuzuru Nagayama gave a kind reminder while drinking his drink.

"Coconut Sugar is a slit-mouthed woman, and she has killed many people."

"Slit-mouthed woman??"

Fujiwara Iori stopped struggling and covered her mouth instantly. The famous name of the Slit-mouthed Woman made her break down immediately. Now that she thought about it, it was really bold for her to want to test the fullness of the Slit-mouthed Woman.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, 100 meters closer to the top of the mountain than the main hall, there is a small wooden villa sitting alone. It covers an area of ​​nearly 400 square meters, is three stories high, and the walls are carved with portraits of various monsters and demons.

This building is the newly built Shikigami Ryokan. Unlike the main hall, the sacred tree and other buildings, the Shikigami Ryokan is not only a place for Shikigami to live in, but also has a strong barrier to prevent the Shikigami from being disturbed by outsiders.

At this moment, the room was filled with the sound of a woman's panting, which was extremely ambiguous.

The slit-mouthed woman was seen sitting on Yuzuru Nagayama's thighs. Her plump buttocks gave her master a different experience. She hugged his neck with both hands with a greedy look, and stretched out her long tongue to suck on the fingers handed over. She was sucking her master's blood to recover.

Although they were doing serious work, the misleading noises made during the smoking made Yuzuru Nagayama feel uncomfortable and he almost gave up.

After a while, the slit-mouthed woman finally agreed to give her review of the food, and her intoxicated expression showed that she was satisfied.

"The Master's essence is so delicious."

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Well, what you say can also be easily misunderstood.

Yuzuru Nagayama wiped his saliva-stained fingers and explained.

"Coconut sugar, please."

The woman with the slit mouth straightened her clothes and stood up. The woman with the slit mouth who was so charming just now had turned back into a ferocious and weird one.

"The master's enemy is my enemy."

As the slit-mouthed woman turned into a spirit and disappeared, the killing tonight officially began. In the high-end room of the Hiyori Hotel in Sase Customs Street, a middle-aged local councillor named Kimura Kei was sleeping soundly with a beautiful girl in his arms. Suddenly, a sound woke him up from his deep sleep. The hot-tempered Kimura Kei opened his eyes and was about to rant, but was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

He saw four gangsters in suits looking at him with ill intentions, and the girl serving him had her throat cut and was holding a bloody knife in her hand.

This kind of situation was unbearable for a congressman who was used to a superior life. This man who usually gave orders about state affairs was so panicked that he asked questions like a rabbit whose fur had been stripped off.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Several gangsters smiled but said nothing. Only the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa stood up and introduced himself.

"I'm really sorry to disturb Mr. Kimura. I'm the assistant of the Black Tiger Group (the third in command of the Black Tiger Group), Mizuta Takao."

When she heard that they were members of the Black Tiger Group, Kimura Ena was confused and couldn't help but curse at them.

"How dare you kidnap a local councillor? Do the Black Tigers want to die?"

It is a taboo for gang fights to involve an official himself, let alone a local councilor.

"No, no, no, I just want to show you something, Kimura-chan."

Mizuta Takao took out a stack of photos and an account book. The photos showed Kimura Megumi sleeping next to a female corpse with a murder weapon in her hand. It was obvious that he wanted to use the photos to frame Kimura Megumi for murder. The account book was also very important. It was evidence that Kimura Megumi received bribes from the Inugane Group. If these two things were made public, Kimura Megumi would be dead or alive.

There was no chance of luck in the Black Tiger Group's consecutive attacks. Kimura Kei lost all strength and collapsed on the bed. He didn't even care if he got his hands on the blood of the female corpse.

Kimura Kei asked with lifeless eyes.

"What do you want from me?"

Takao Mizuta smiled smugly, his goal achieved, so he took out a thick file bag and threw it on the bed.

"I won't make it difficult for you, Mr. Kimura. As long as you give the convenience given to the Inugami Group to our Black Tiger Group, your secret will be buried forever. And no matter how much money the Inugami Group gives, we will give 20% more."

After the opponent's series of moves, Kimura Megumi has already begun to mourn for Inugane. Even such important evidence as the account book has been obtained. I'm afraid the old guy will not be able to get over this hurdle.

"It seems that you are very confident that you can defeat the Inugami Group, otherwise you wouldn't come to me before the situation is settled."

"Don't worry about that, Mr. Kimura. We wild dogs certainly have our own ways."

Kimura Kei nodded and agreed. Looking at the dead female body, his little conscience made him ask a question.

"Kanako brought me here. She must be an employee of your Black Tiger Group. Is it really necessary to kill her?"

Takao Mizuta and his men looked at each other and laughed.

"It's just a bitch. It's her honor to contribute to the Black Tigers."

The members of the Black Tiger Group walked away, leaving only Kimura Megumi muttering to herself.

"Crazy people, just a bunch of crazy people."

A group of people from Mizuta were talking and laughing in the corridor, and the younger brothers were flattering Wakato's assistant.

"Brother Mizuta is really amazing. Through Kanako, he brought the suspect to this hotel without cameras, making it impossible for that idiot Kimura to overturn the case."

"Haha, the best thing about Big Brother is that he keeps us from having to go to the front lines."

(End of this chapter)