Kyoto is from Tokyo.

To be precise, it is Fushimi Inari Taisha, which is located in Chiyoda District, Tokyo.

There are more than 400 kilometers in total.

It takes five hours and forty to drive.

It takes seven hours and thirty-two minutes to take the tram.

As for walking.

It will take ninety-nine hours...a total of four days.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when Kitahara Nanfeng and Nichiko came out at Fushimi Inari Taisha.

The two stayed in Fushimi Inari Taisha for a total of twenty-six minutes.

Then go down the mountain.

After that.

No news.

That day.

at night.

The Metropolitan Police Department is as always.

Su Yongji Yue left on time at 8 o'clock.

But before he went back, he thought of something and went to Sumiko Qihai's office and took a look.

No one.

"Tsk."

Looking at the empty office, Su Yong Jiyue smashed her tongue, closed the door with some dissatisfaction, and left the police station.

When she returned to the apartment, after taking a shower, she wore the suspender pajamas and exposed her snow-white thighs, ran outside and patted the door of Qihai's house next door.

No one responded either.

There was no sound inside.

"I haven't come back yet? Tsk tsk tsk, a lonely man and a widow, I don't know what I'm doing."

Sunyoki took up the towel on the snow neck and gently wiped his long wet hair.

For some reason, she always felt the illusion of being sour when she said this.

...

At the same time.

Prime Minister's residence.

Acting President of the Liberal Democratic Party and Acting Prime Minister of the Cabinet, Takataro Koizumi sat upright behind his desk, looking at the documents on the desktop, and there was no movement for a long time.

"You can't change the reality even if you continue to watch it. You'd better give up your fantasy and sign it."

The Liberal Democratic Party’s vice president Tomoki Ono held a pen and tapped the tabletop.

Acting Prime Minister Takataro Koizumi slowly raised his head and suddenly said, "We firmly believe that if we do not drive out the world by force, a new order of peace, security and justice cannot be created. Therefore, we will deceive and mislead the Japanese people and make them want to conquer the world's regimes and forces, and will be wiped out forever."

“…”

Tomoki Ono sighed and then said softly: "You can just say this in front of me. If you say such words tomorrow at the scene of the temporary festival, even if you are the prime minister, you may be drawn to face them by someone in military uniform.

After all, when this document was first released, there were many people who committed suicide. If you say such words, it would be to reveal their scars."

"I am still the Prime Minister? I was forced to sign this so-called slaughter book. Not only will I bear the charges, but I will be responsible for the deaths of at least hundreds of thousands of people in the future."

Koizumi Takataro looked up at Kitoshi Ono and mocked her tone: "And if I remember correctly, it was signed by the royal family? What is it now? Want to come again? Find another father who is doing evil in his own home?"

Tomoki Ono replied: "At least you are still the prime minister now, and you are all until the next election."

"What other prime minister is needed?"

Koizumi Ryotaro's hand clenched slowly on the table: "Let's just restore the empire system."

“It’s possible.”

Koizumi Takataro looked up suddenly.

“Yes, it’s possible.”

Tomoki Ono sighed: "After all, who else can stop the royal family in this country? Do you still know what your situation is now? And the army... was over at the moment when the Kanya Sortoki was defeated. In addition, the Self-Defense Force was originally a hotbed of the right wing, and its loyalty to the royal family has always been the highest. Don't forget that even ordinary policemen need to visit the imperial palace when they are promoted to a certain position.

As for the Tianxuan system, the strongest sword is in the hands of the royal family. There are many Tianxuans scattered in various shrines, but can you control these people?"

"Then you just watch it?"

"You have a way?"

Tomoki Ono directly asked.

“…”

"Sign it."

Tomoki Ono handed over the pen again: "Of course, if you really don't want to sign, it's okay. It's not difficult to find someone to fake it. Anyway, you don't have any channels to speak out now, but if you think clearly, there will always be a day of liquidation... By the way, I would like to say more, Sumiko Nichi took Kitahara Nanfeng to the Fushimi Inari Grande Club of Kyoto, and the one from Ise Shrine went to stop and kill them. The two of them have not returned to Tokyo yet.

There are relevant levels on every necessary road back to Tokyo, but I have never received any relevant information from them, so it is probably a big disaster."

“…”

When Koizumi Ryutaro heard this, he looked shocked.

moment.

He tried his best to straighten his waist and collapsed.

"It was unrealistic to rely on individuals to change the status quo." Tomoki Ono shook his head, "Even if this person is Sumiko Nichi, the rumored former queen of the Japanese archipelago, and the royal family's life and death enemy, it's not possible."

Koizumi Takataro seemed to have grown a lot in an instant. He was silent for a long time and asked in a low voice:

"...I'll ask for a moment, is the royal family's statement about Gao Tianyuan true?"

"If you want psychological comfort, I can tell you that it is true. But... is it true, is it still important?"

“…”

Koizumi Takataro had nothing to say.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty and took the pen from Ono Tomoki's hand.

Open the cap.

The pen tip is down.

But Koizumi's hand was hanging in the air and there was no movement for a long time.

Pick.

I don’t know if it was because Ono Tomoki just tapped the tip of the pen.

In the eyes of some enthusiasts, the pure handwritten fountain pen in the hands of Ryotaro Koizumi, which is one of the representative works of Japanese craftsmanship... is leaking ink.

A drop of dark ink dripped along the tip of the pen and slowly blew open.

"The pen is crying... I hope you don't regret it. Let's not talk about the outside, so easy to deal with Sumiko Nichi?"

Koizumi Takataro looked at the drip of ink and suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth.

Then, slowly on the paper.

Written down his name.

...

Early in the morning.

Three points.

Ise Shrine.

Prince Fushimi Miyaki Tatsukonui was wearing pure white ceremonial outfit and stood in front of the Imperial God Miyamoto Hall, with a respectful posture.

“…Sacrifice.”

The clergy who had been following Prince Fushimi Miyaki Tatsukonai quickly came to her side.

Prince Fushimi Miyaki Satokonai turned his head.

"There is still no news about Sumiko Nichi."

The clergy shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "But according to the last news, Sumiko Qihai retreated, and Nanfeng Beiyuan... was seriously injured, but he just didn't know whether the news was true or not."

"Really, the ruling of the Sacramentary Department, which is above the 8th department of the 2nd House, has touched the Moses precept and received the authorization of the Staff of the Holy Coffin Knight, who is almost the same as Sumiko Nishikai, and is similar to the gods walking on earth. It is enough to stop them from both of them."

The prince Fumimi Miyashi Zhenzi's face was expressionless, without any sadness or joy.

The clergyman's pupils shrank and he bent over.

Prince Fushimi Miyaki Tatsukonai turned around and faced the emperor's great god Miyamoto Hall again. At a moment, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

No one can stop her now.

really.

I used to be too narrow-minded.

Qihai Sumiko.

uncertain.

The royal family needs to deal with it personally.

...
Chapter completed!