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Rina Kazama's muscles were tense as she lowered her voice, "Boss, are we meeting with politicians? Is there anything I should be careful about?"

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched: "The system here only produces opportunists who will do anything for votes. Let's go."

Then, right in front of Kazama Rina, he pushed open the villa door.

Then, the two swaggered into the innermost room on the second floor.

The door opened, and Miyuki stood behind it. She was already wearing tight jeans and no shoes. When she saw Kazama Rina, she smiled at her.

"Ah, Miyuki-senpai?" Kazama Rina shuddered and hid behind Shirakawa Natsu.

She and Miyuki were fairly close; she was a good friend of the boss.

But she felt that Mikoto was too aggressive, and she was a little scared.

"Come in." Shirakawa Natsu walked straight into the room, closed the door, and what came into view was Arimura Masami in the closet.

She's in a terrible state right now; she's covered in strange props and is filthy.

"Huh?!" Kazama Rina screamed, covering her mouth with both hands, her big eyes wide open, the scene in front of her beyond the scope of her mind to process.

Her legs went weak and she almost fell over. This reaction was that she was about to become an accomplice to a home invasion, rape, and kidnapping.

Shirakawa Natsu, however, immediately removed Arimura Masami's blindfold, took out her gag, and said to Kazama Rina, "Go give her a bath."

"Take a...bath?" Kazama Rina looked suspicious, her mind racing as she considered whether this was slang used in the kidnapping world.

“I remember your name is Kazama Rina.” Arimura Masami’s body had been played with badly, and she even had a small bell on her chest, but when there were outsiders around, she automatically switched into politician mode, her smile gentle: “Misaki mentioned you before.”

"Xiao Mei?" Kazama Rina looked Arimura Masami over again, then her expression changed drastically: "Are you Aunt Arimura Masami?"

Her mind was buzzing. She had just been humiliated by Arimura Mi at the police station, and now she saw her mother looking like she had been played with.

Chapter 524 Helping with a Bath

Rina Kazama knows Masami Arimura, after all, she is the mother of the girl next to her ex-boyfriend, and she has always been wary of this legendary married politician.

I never expected to meet you under these circumstances.

She looked down and saw the small bell on Arimura Masami's chest. On her fair skin and pert breasts, there was a needle piercing her, and bruises were faintly visible. It was obvious that the needle had been inserted last night.

Rina Kazama shuddered and stole a glance at Natsumi Shirakawa.

Could it be that the boss doesn't touch her much because he has rather unusual tastes and therefore disdains to play with her?

"Rina, help Miss Yami take a shower in the bathroom." Shirakawa Natsu frowned. He saw that the pure school beauty was spacing out again and urged her on.

His goal is to completely defeat Murakami Ryo, and Masami is an essential element.

"Oh, okay." Kazama Rina leaned back slightly and bowed to Yami on the ground: "Miss Yami, let me help you up."

"Thank you." Yamei maintained her smile, even though she looked quite haggard. In front of others, she exuded the air of a dignified wife, and proactively extended her hand.

She had just been untied, but because she had been bound all night, her legs were trembling so badly that she couldn't get up on her own.

Kazama Rina carefully took her hand and helped her up from the ground. She then glanced at Shirakawa Natsu and saw that he was talking to Miyuki and not paying attention to them. She breathed a sigh of relief and took Masami's hand to walk towards the bathroom.

The room is equipped with a bathroom.

Shirakawa Natsu watched the two enter the bathroom, then turned to Miyuki and asked, "So, can you control Masami for us?"

He had witnessed the shamelessness displayed by politicians like Yami.

He knew that it would be impossible for him to participate in politics in this lifetime, but he would inevitably need political power to carry out his actions in the future, and he would need to support some proxies to serve him.

"Hmph." Mi Zhi Shi chuckled, crossed her legs, and glanced over the bathroom: "Before she got a stronger backer, she was the most loyal helper."

“That’s true.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded, beginning to think about how to defeat Murakami Ryo in one fell swoop.

He was quite curious about what kind of rewards he would receive after completing the PK mission.

In the bathroom, Rina Kazama carefully took out a bath chair and handed it to Ayami.

"You seem very nervous?" Yamei took a chair and sat down, rubbing her long legs with both hands. There were rope marks on her legs, which were very noticeable against her fair skin.

"I..." Kazama Rina didn't take off her office lady outfit after entering the bathroom. She wore high heels and walked carefully, afraid of falling.

"Relax," Yami offered words of comfort. The moment she saw Kazama Rina, she knew this little girl was easy to fool: "Yami often talks about you in front of me. She says a lot of bad things about you, saying you stole the person she likes."

Yamei is an expert in dealing with people and situations, so she starts by touching on topics that are easy to generate discussion.

Upon hearing this, Kazama Rina's expression stiffened. After hesitating, she shook her head: "First of all, I didn't steal her boyfriend. Secondly, I have absolutely no relationship with Murakami Ryo now, and I don't want to have any relationship with him in the future."

"It seems you really dislike him." Yami turned on the shower and spoke as if chatting with a friend: "I have a pretty good impression of that boy. At least he's quite polite and a top student from Tokyo University."

Yamei knew that in a conversation, it was necessary to offer different opinions appropriately in order to spark more topics of conversation.

"..." Kazama Rina remained silent and took out the shower gel.

“It seems you’ve really let him go.” Yami continued the conversation: “It’s because of Shirakawa Natsu, right? Murakami Ryo is considered a young talent among ordinary people, but compared to Natsu, he’s not even in the same league.”

As she spoke, her hand touched her chest intentionally or unintentionally, and her fingers gently hooked the tiny bell, making a soft, crisp sound like an order.

Rina Kazama had never seen anything like this on her chest before, and her face flushed instantly.

“Don’t be shy. We got to know each other because of Shirakawa Natsu, didn’t we?” Yami touched her pubic bone: “Natsu is the biggest man I’ve ever met.”

"..." Kazama Rina pursed her lips. She knew that Shirakawa Natsu did not regard her as a girlfriend, but rather as a toy or a vase.

She has been trying her best, hoping that Shirakawa Natsu will pay more attention to her.

But now, hearing other women mention his penis makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Yami glanced at her expression and made a judgment in her mind: it seemed that this little girl was just Shirakawa Natsu's toy and had no great value.

However, if controlled, it can also become a very good piece.

"Lina, take off your clothes. Our body sizes are too different. If your clothes get wet, you won't be able to wear mine." Yami's tone was understanding, like an older sister.

"Huh?" A hint of hesitation flashed across Kazama Rina's face.

"I had too much fun last night, and I'm completely exhausted. You'll have to help me clean up later." Yamei smiled apologetically, "I feel like I'm causing you trouble."

"It's alright." Kazama Rina had a good impression of the elegant aunt in front of her, and seeing her weak appearance with a forced smile, she felt a pang of pity.

After a brief hesitation, she unbuttoned her office lady outfit, quickly stripped off her clothes, and picked up the showerhead: "Let me help you wash."

"Thank you." Yami smiled and sat down to enjoy Kazama Rina rinsing her hair.

The two chatted about various random things.

Rina Kazama walked up to Masami and helped her wash her hair.

Yamei looked at her crotch and said, "So clean. You haven't been dating Xia for long, have you?"

"Huh?" Kazama Rina shuddered, almost dropping the showerhead in her hand.

“Don’t be surprised.” Yamei smiled gently: “His is so big, if you two had been dating for a long time, it wouldn’t have closed up like this, it would have turned outwards.”

Rina Kazama felt uncomfortable all over and didn't reply.

"Do you need me to teach you some techniques?" A strange look flashed in Yamei's eyes: "He really gave me a hard time last night."

“I…” Kazama Rina felt a ripple of emotion as she thought about how Shirakawa Natsu was ignoring her.

Yamei suddenly leaned her head closer and stuck out her tongue.

"Huh?!" Kazama Rina was startled and immediately leaned back, dropping the spray nozzle from her hand to the ground.

"Don't be nervous." Yami suddenly pressed her body against him: "You can enjoy it too, can't you?"

"No, I don't want to!" Kazama Rina suddenly leaped up like a fertilized kitten, grabbed the clothes beside her, and ran outside.

"?" Yamei's mouth dropped open. What was this little girl up to?

At that moment, Shirakawa Natsu was sitting outside, thinking about how to deal with Murakami Ryo, when she saw Kazama Rina rush out with clothes in her hands.

"Hey, Rina, what are you doing?" Shirakawa Natsu frowned.

"You...you stay away!" Kazama Rina's eyes were bloodshot, as if something pent up was about to burst forth from within her: "I quit my job, I don't want to follow you anymore, you don't care about me at all, I'm not a toy, waaaaah!"

As she spoke, she burst into tears.

“?” Shirakawa Natsumi.

Chapter 525 I Can Counterattack

Kazama Rina suddenly had an emotional outburst, frantically putting on her clothes while crying her eyes out. Tears streamed down her innocent face, and her bra was askew after several attempts. Then she covered her face and burst into tears.

Shirakawa Natsu tilted her head, looking at her strangely, then looked towards the bathroom; Yami hadn't come out.

Rina Kazama cried for a while, then gritted her teeth, picked up her clothes from the ground, and continued dressing. She wanted to leave; she found Natsumi Shirakawa utterly repulsive.

"What happened?" Shirakawa Natsu walked to her side, her voice very soft.

"..." Kazama Rina remained silent, gritting her teeth as she continued dressing.

"Did Yamei bully you?" Shirakawa Natsu walked over and took her hand: "I'll teach her a lesson for you."

"..." Hearing his caring words and worried eyes, Kazama Rina's heart softened instantly, and most of the hatred that had just risen disappeared.

My mind, which had been clouded by that impulse, gradually regained its rationality.

What followed was shame and embarrassment.

"me……"

She was stunned for a moment, unsure how to explain her sudden outburst of irrationality.

"It's alright, it's good that nothing happened." Shirakawa Natsu is no longer that naive little boy. Having experienced so many women, he can now sense some of the little thoughts of young girls.

After only a brief moment of thought, he roughly guessed what had happened.

It's likely that Yami considered her her woman and subtly hinted at it.

Shirakawa Natsu has never acknowledged his relationship with Kazama Rina, and the innocent school beauty feels wronged, so she explodes.

"Sigh." Shirakawa Natsu sighed softly, reaching out to pat her head. He shouldn't mess around with women anymore. He was too soft-hearted; when he met a girl like Kazama Rina, he couldn't bear to just abandon her.

After Kazama Rina was patted on the head, her resentment immediately dissipated, followed by a wave of shyness as she pressed her face against Shirakawa Natsu's chest.

Yamei then came out of the bathroom. She was not wearing any clothes, and was holding a bath towel in her hand. She was drying her hair and walked out naked.

Seeing the two embracing, she smiled, then sat back down at her vanity and took out a hairdryer to style her hair.

"Get dressed." Shirakawa Natsu patted Kazama Rina's head. He hadn't yet figured out how to handle his relationship with the innocent school beauty. He picked up her bra from the ground and put it on her.

After calming down, Kazama Rina became incredibly obedient, picked up the bra, and put it on by wrapping it around her arm.

When she wore her office lady outfit, it took her a while to fasten the collar. She wore a rather tight-fitting dress to accentuate her figure in front of Shirakawa Natsu.

As Kazama Rina dressed, she glanced at Shirakawa Natsu out of the corner of her eye, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he wasn't paying attention to them.

After drying her hair, Yamei still didn't put on any clothes. She sat in front of the dressing table, turned around, and sat with her back straight and her legs together at an angle. Her posture was dignified, clearly showing that she had practiced.

If it weren't for the little silver bell on her chest, she would definitely be considered a dignified mature woman.

But this serious expression and the way he wore the props created a strong sense of contrast.

“Mr. Shirakawa, we’ve gotten to know each other. Can we have a proper talk now?” Yami looked at Shirakawa Natsumi and Mikoto: “Now you hold my trump card. Rather than exposing these videos and ruining my reputation, wouldn’t it be more helpful for you to let me continue in politics?”

"Continue." Shirakawa Natsu looked at her, gesturing for her to continue.

Yamei wasn't annoyed by his casual attitude and smiled, "I don't think there's any fundamental conflict between us. You came here because of Xiaomei. I don't know how you want to treat her, but I can make it clear that she is just my husband's illegitimate daughter, and I have no feelings for her whatsoever."

"So I never interfered with her growing up. Even when she went out and hung out with that boy named Liang, I never stopped her."

As she spoke, her eyes narrowed: "If you want to do something to her, I'd be happy to tie her hands and feet and send her here. All those props on the wall can be used on her."

"..." Shirakawa Natsu stared at Yami's dignified face. This politician, who was praised by outsiders for speaking out for women, said words that would make even a demon shake his head.

Rina Kazama stood to the side, her mouth slightly agape as she overheard the conversation between the two. Clearly, Yami's words were shaking her worldview.

She looked at Shirakawa Natsu in disbelief; she couldn't accept that the person she had feelings for was someone without any bottom line.

After a long silence, Shirakawa Natsu shook her head: "You're being too extreme. I can cooperate with you, but it has to be done my way."

“Okay.” Yamei nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Shirakawa Natsu extended his hand and shook hands with Yami. Just like Miyuki said, as long as his power was strong enough, Yami would be his most loyal dog.

The collaboration between the two represents Shirakawa Natsu's foray into politics, albeit a small one, but it is only the beginning.

In another room of the villa.