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Chapter 52 53. Be sure to suck this bastard dry!

"Uh-huh……"

The voice as thin as a mosquito came from the slightly parted red lips.

Miki Kawashima crossed her arms and tried to show a shy expression. She blushed and stared at the high heels on her feet, and said in rather ambiguous words: "As long as Master Fujiwara needs me to do anything, I will do it. OK……"

"?"

There is something wrong with you, madam!

Fujiwara Rin also found it strange.

The current atmosphere of the conversation seemed to be threatening her by grabbing her something, jumping around on the verge of committing a crime.

Young, beautiful and rich wife, you don't want to be killed by your husband's ghost, do you?
It's better like this, you and I NTR him in front of his dead soul, so that I can save my life...

Gee.

What a little movie plot.

"click~"

The door next to it opened, and a young woman poked her head out and glanced over here.

"Is Fujiwara Rin here?" she called.

"Yes." Fujiwara Rin also stood up.

The young woman glanced at him and said with a formulaic smile, "Director Takeuchi is waiting for you inside."

"Come right away." Fujiwara Rin also nodded, and then looked at Miki Kawashima: "I'll go to work first, and you can contact me after the Golden Week holiday."

"OK, all right."

Kawashima Miki showed a slightly shy smile.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you a business card." As she said, she opened the metal bayonet of the handbag, took out a shiny black business card case that was slightly smaller than the cassette tape, and picked out a card case from it. Pass it to him.

Fujiwara Rin also wanted to hand her a business card back.

But after putting his hand into the pocket of the school uniform, he remembered that he had given it just now, so he turned and left.

The business card my wife gave me was very simple, made of thin plastic, with a slight scent of roses.When I put it in front of my nose and smell it, it was almost the same as her body fragrance, so it must be a woman who is used to using rose perfume.

The words [Kawashima Meiji] are printed in large black characters in the middle, and the address and number are in small fonts below.

Other than that there is no information.

Miki Kawashima?

Mrs. Araki...

Did you change your husband's surname when you got married?

Thinking a little strangely, Fujiwara Rin also put away his business card and walked into the office.

In the rest area by the window, Miki Kawashima watched his back disappear through the door, then turned around, held the cup with both hands, took a small sip of lemon soda with a straw, then frowned, as if it was hard to drink The cup is pushed aside.

"damn thing!"

"Must suck the bastard dry!"

Cursing as if venting anger, floated from those sexy red lips. Miki Kawashima rubbed his tired eye sockets, and looked out the window with his chin propped on his hands. With his eyes without a sense of depth, he looked at the 243-meter-high building diagonally opposite for a long time. Shinjuku Metropolitan Government Office Twin Towers in a daze.

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Entering the office, the young woman is making coffee at the tea bar at the door.

The space is small but elegant, with a Scandinavian-style desk, a small sofa set and wooden cabinets.There are stainless steel lamps and computer monitors like handicrafts on the table, a heavy glass ashtray, and huge abstract paintings with large primary colors hanging on the wall.

Fujiwara Rin also walked in, and a tall man got up from his office chair to greet him.

His muscular body was wrapped in a suit without a single wrinkle, the color was blue and gray mixed, and the texture was light and high-quality.He took big steps and was a little anxious, inadvertently creating a feeling that he valued visitors.

"Master Fujiwara, right?" Director Takeuchi walked over with his hands outstretched with a steady smile, "Welcome."

"Hello." Fujiwara Rin also shook hands with him.

"Today is really a good day. I have been working here for ten years, and this is the first time I have received guests from Asakusa Shrine." Director Takeuchi said with a narrow smile, and then glanced at Rinya Fujiwara as if checking for contraband.

His eyes slowly fell on him from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, not letting go of any millimeter.

To be honest, Fujiwara Rin was also afraid that he would touch himself if he disagreed with him, or take out a tape measure or something to measure his own size.

"The temperament is tainted, and the eyes are elegant," Director Takeuchi withdrew his gaze, and said with admiration, "If it was in the Heian-kyo era, Master Fujiwara must be a world-famous onmyoji."

"Exaggerated." Rin Fujiwara shook his head modestly.

"It's not an exaggeration at all. The first impression you gave me was a handsome and elegant man like Abe Seimei." Director Takeuchi turned and sat back on the office chair, talking to him across the desk, "If you If you were born in that era, you must have received a lot of letters from women of noble blood, with waka songs written with affection.”

"This is not a good thing," Fujiwara Rin also sat down on the chair opposite him, "With my ability, I might be directly assassinated by the fathers of those noble women, so it's better not to have so many peach blossom disasters." For good."

"Haha, you can get married," Director Takeuchi slanted his mouth slightly, squinted his eyes: "I can introduce you to a few."

For a moment, Fujiwara Rinya's expression became strange, but he immediately put on a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Director, I'd like to talk about today's reason for coming..."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Director Takeuchi raised his hand to interrupt him, then glanced at the door: "Is the coffee ready?"

"coming."

Just now the young woman came in with two cups of coffee and gave each of them a cup.

"Drink something first." Director Takeuchi made a gesture of invitation.

Rin Fujiwara also thanked him and took a few sips of coffee.

The taste is mellow and the temperature is just right. The creamy mug has the Lexus logo on it.

Director Takeuchi slowly poured milk into the coffee, stirring slowly with a spoon, without adding sugar.The office is very quiet, only the clock in the corner makes a dry sound of "Ka Ke".

After slowly drinking the coffee in the cup, he suddenly remembered something and looked at the clock.

The time is 11:15, and there are still 45 minutes to get off work. It's so difficult...

Why is this kid pushing problems on me?
What's new, why don't you save your money and buy some delicious food? It would be nice to let that dilapidated shrine be annihilated in the long river of time!
After thinking about it, he couldn't come up with any countermeasures. Director Takeuchi was a little annoyed, and couldn't help but took out the red Marlboro cigarette case from his pocket, and asked, "Do you mind if I smoke?"

"It's okay." Fujiwara Rinya replied, "I think the director is about to leave work, so you might as well listen to me."

"Please say."

Director Takeuchi lit a cigarette with a small golden lighter.

"I plan to start the renovation of Asakusa Shrine after the Golden Week holiday," Fujiwara Rinya sat upright, with a steady tone, with a heavy sense of calmness, "The drawings will be submitted on the first day after the Golden Week Director, please take the time to approve it for me."

"Refurbishment is not a problem..." Director Takeuchi took a deep breath of the cigarette, squinted his eyes and let it out slowly.

"Do you smoke?" He changed the subject.

"I don't smoke," Rin Fujiwara shook his head, "I haven't smoked a single cigarette since I was born, and neither do anyone I know."

"It's a good thing. It's hard to quit after smoking..." Director Takeuchi stopped talking for a moment, looking at the curling smoke rising from the cigarette butt, as if he was retrieving a distant memory.

After procrastinating for a few more minutes, he flicked the ashtray on the ashtray, then looked up at Rinya Fujiwara.

"To be honest, the overall development direction of Shintoism is conservative at present, and it does not support the continued expansion of shrines. There has always been such a voice from the outside world, saying that our Shintoism is engaging in religious worship for the purpose of making money, and for this reason we have imposed Almost brutal brainwashing. In order to reduce the influence of public opinion, in the past three to five years, an expansion of the shrine has not been approved."

You fart... Fujiwara Rinya cursed directly in his heart.

Shintoism has been desperately trying to expand its influence over the years, so as to overwhelm Buddhism and Taoism. Now you say that you are afraid of public opinion and dare not expand?
Really when I was a child!
(End of this chapter)