Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

In Shinjuku District, Tokyo, late at night, the street of Kabukicho is brightly lit, and the whole street is filled with a pink atmosphere.

In front of every store, men and women in costumes are everywhere handing out leaflets.

Two-dimensional loli maid calls sweetly to master
A high school girl in a sailor suit with a skirt as short as her thighs is bowing and handing out leaflets
The handsome cowherd shows more love to the passing woman...

On the corner of Kabukicho, there are houses with a row of red and white umbrellas hanging from the eaves.

Inside the house, the women of ancient Japanese Kabuki with sake on the tatami shuttle between the boxes.

In a private room, several navy blue suit jackets were placed on a clothes rack beside him!
Today is the day for the department heads of the Ministry of Finance and Taxation Bureau to have a dinner,

This kind of dinner between departments is very common in the Japanese workplace. For Japanese people, having dinner with colleagues and superiors after get off work is also part of the job.

Not participating in this kind of dinner is a big taboo in Dongying's workplace. It is often seen as not united with colleagues, and people who do not fit in will also be excluded at work.

Japanese housewives are also used to socializing with their husbands after get off work, and they also encourage their husbands to participate in such dinners and handle the relationship with colleagues well.

Listening to Kabuki, four or five Japanese men who took off their jackets and only wore white shirts blushed. Everyone was accompanied by a Kabuki with heavy makeup.

From time to time, a man raised a wine glass to toast the young man in the main seat.

The young man never refused to come, and there were five or six empty sake bottles on the tatami beside him.

In Dongying, where seniority is considered serious, a group of potbellied middle-aged people toasted and flattered a young man,
There are only two possibilities, either the young man's official position is high, or his background is so great that everyone has to respect it.

Takahashi Hideki has both. At a young age, he was a senior member of the Ministry of Finance's Main Tax Bureau. Behind him, the Takahashi family is a well-known political family in Japan. His father is the Minister of Internal Affairs of Japan.

"Takahashi-kun, I heard that something good is coming for you recently"

A bald man with a big belly held up a wine cup and made a toast to Takahashi.

Hearing the bald man's words, the men with red eyes who were obviously drinking all cheered up and pricked up their ears.

"Nakamura-kun, to be determined, this is just a verbal agreement between my father and Uncle Yashida! Can the matter between me and Mariko be settled..."

Takahashi Hideki was a little drunk after drinking two bottles of sake, and kept fumbling around Kabuki.

Hearing what the bald man said, although he said it humbly, anyone could hear his complacent tone.

Several officials from the Ministry of Finance's main tax bureau exchanged glances.

Recently, news has been circulating among the upper echelons of Japan that the Minister of Internal Affairs of Japan intends to marry the Yashida family.

Takahashi Hideki, the eldest son of the Takahashi family, will marry Yashida Mariko, the eldest daughter of the Yashida family, who is the granddaughter of Ichiro Yashida.

It's marriage, not marriage.

As soon as this news came out, the entire upper class of Japan was almost full of discussions, especially among some young people who were able to marry, it almost exploded.

Needless to say, the Yashida family was the fastest-rising family in the late World War II. Although in the past two years because of the health of the old Yashida Ichiro, the Yashida industry was not as good as before.
But Yashida is still one of the top chaebols in Japan.

As the daughter of the third generation of the Yashida family, Mariko Yashida has a beautiful appearance, a gentle temperament, and a woman like Nadeshiko, who is the ideal wife of many young heroes in Dongying.

After hearing the news that Takahashi Hideki was going to marry Yashida Mariko, many sons who were interested in Yashida Mariko felt like they ate flies.

In all fairness, the Takahashi family is a well-known political family in Japan, and several generations of the family have been well-known high-ranking officials in Japan. The marriage between the Takahashi family and the Yashida family can be regarded as a strong alliance.

Takahashi Hideki held an important position in the Ministry of Finance at a young age, and it is not too much to say that he is young and promising——

The Takahashi family with a deep political background and the wealthy Yashida family, the combination of the two is simply a giant in Japan.

The enthusiasm of the section chiefs who had been drinking with Takahashi Hideki for a while to toast was aroused again.

This flower wine has been drunk until 11 o'clock in the evening...

In the end, Takahashi Hideki, who was toasted in turn, was almost kicked out by the driver.

.........

"My lord, the target has come out!"

At the crossroads one street outside Kabukicho,

A medium-sized seafood truck parked quietly on the side of the road,

In the co-pilot position, Bai Youling hugged his samurai sword, closed his eyes and meditated, breathing like a frog.

Hearing his subordinate's words, his eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of light flashed in the dark compartment.

"Bump past!"

The white ghost looked at the black Toyota car that was about to drive to the intersection from the left, and ordered coldly!

"Buzz!"

The driver started the car directly and stepped on the gas pedal.

"boom!"

The driver of the black Toyota sedan was dazzled by the headlights of the truck before he could react.

The truck full of seafood slammed into the side of the Toyota sedan,
The entire front half of the Toyota sedan was sunken in, it was a mess, and then turned out by the entire top.

Then he was hit by a truck again, and he was pushed out more than ten meters away...

"Boss, the target has been resolved! It's a traffic accident!"

The white ghost who got off the truck at some point looked at the burning Toyota sedan, hung up the phone, and disappeared silently into the darkness.

Only one drunk, frightened and overwhelmed truck driver was left at the scene...

...............

The busiest street in Tokyo, the Hilton Hotel, the Presidential Suite.

Tang Song and Yashida Mariko in a black kimono stayed here.

A dozen crew-cut bodyguards in black suits stood in the corridor, guarding the entrances and exits.

With a golden ratio figure of nine heads and a body, Mariko Yashida is an eye-catching artifact walking on the streets of Tokyo.

"My lord, it's my father. Because of the man you sent, he felt that I might threaten his inheritance, so he was in a hurry to marry me off."

In the presidential suite, Yashida Mariko said weakly to Tang Song:

"grown ups."

Tang Song glanced at her casually: "Once!"

His tone was very flat, but in an instant, the indifference and coldness revealed made Yashida Mariko startled into a cold sweat.

At that moment, she even felt that she saw a ruthless ghost, and said in a trembling voice:
"I'm sorry, my lord, I don't dare anymore!"

Tang Song looked at her silently, until her face was pale, her body gradually trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes, then she nodded slightly:
"Of course my woman won't allow others to touch her, but even so, don't think about fooling me.

Just remember this time, and serve me to take a bath! "

In the bathroom, Yashida Mariko sat down on her knees, and a Fuso traditional "Dogeza!"

"Sorry my lord, I was wrong, please forgive me, I will never dare again!"

She was not wearing any clothes, and when she was posed in such an earth seated posture, the beautiful curve of her slender waist and plump buttocks immediately formed a nearly perfect snow-white heart shape. Tang Song admired it for a while, then nodded and said:
"It's good to know you're wrong, get up!"

Yashida Mariko stood up and served Tang Song undressed to take a bath.

Then when Tang Song sat on the small bench, she helped him rub his back, and then knelt down in front of him again.

Of course, this time, Tang Song didn't wake her up again.
"okay, I get it!"

In the hotel room, Tang Song, who had finished washing, hugged Yashida Mariko who had changed into her arms, threw the phone aside, and continued to study the eight-legged kimono on her body.

The so-called eight mouth body is a characteristic clothing of Japan, as for Yashida Mariko.

Obviously with a bit of sexual interest, there is nothing under the black eight mouths that are open everywhere, which is convenient for Tang and Song to act recklessly.

"Who is your fiancé?"

Tang and Song started a bit heavy

Yashida Mariko bit her lip, hummed slightly in pain, raised her head, winked and said:

"Father is interested, the son of the Minister of Internal Affairs of Japan, Hideki Takahashi of the Takahashi family!"

"Then you are now a widow!"

After Tang Song finished speaking, he felt that Yashida Mariko's body became stiff for an instant, 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, Yashida Mariko stretched out her fingers and drew circles on Tang Song's chest.

"He's afraid that grandpa will hand over Yashida to me before he dies!"