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The next two or three days were relatively peaceful, and there were no large-scale demon attacks, but a small number of demon killings were still an essential daily routine. Even so, the Japanese residents who have been plagued by demons have begun to flee to other places or other countries on a large scale, but where will the Japanese, who have long been the focus of international attention, be accepted by other countries? One by one, I could only leave the immigration office with a desperate face, and then pack up and move towards the area of Hokkaido, which was not attacked by demons. As a direct consequence, Hokkaido, which was relatively sparsely populated, has become a densely populated area, while Tokyo, which was originally a bustling city, has become almost a half-empty city, and Shikoku and Kyushu, which have been more severely affected, have begun to be close to the evacuation of the whole people. In Kyoto and, due to the dense concentration of shrines and temples, the number of people transferred was relatively scarce, and the original living conditions were maintained.

However, these situations have nothing to do with the Ito family.,Except for the shrine that has become more and more lively due to the influence of demons.,It's basically the same.。

On this day, while the family was entertaining the people who had come to worship in the main hall of the shrine, four black-clad bodyguards surrounded by an elderly man and a young woman walked in from the torii.

This unique combination attracts the attention of most people as soon as you enter the shrine.

"Hello." After seeing the group, Eriko, who was dressed as a shrine maiden, walked up to the elderly man and bowed slightly.

"You're the owner of this shrine?" The old man frowned, looked at the crowd of worshippers around him, and said with majesty.

"The owner of the club is my father, and I am temporarily taking care of it because I am out for some things." Eriko Ito said.

"En~" The old man nodded, walked inside with four bodyguards, and left the young woman alone and talked to Eriko.

"I don't know what you call it?" Dressed in a light black professional attire, a white shirt with a hundred folds on the inside, thin flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her fairly straight legs, and a pair of black low-soled leather shoes with exposed toes on her feet, a young woman with a short round face looked at Eriko and asked.

"Eriko, Eriko Ito." Some of them didn't understand what this wave of people meant, but they just said truthfully.

"Hello, I'm Takami of the clan, I'm Prince Kensuke's secretary, and I want to ask you something." The young woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and her sharp eyes peeked out from under her eyelids, staring at Eriko Dao.

"Excuse me." Eriko was naturally aware of the young woman's eyes, but she frowned slightly, and said expressionlessly.

"Have you ever seen this young man?" As she spoke, the young woman asked as she lifted the small leather bag she had been carrying, took out a picture of a man from the purse and handed it to Eriko.

If Yaya or Ito Nari were there at this time, it would have been revealed that the young man in the photo was the arrogant man who was killed by the two of them a few nights ago.

"I haven't seen it." He took the photo and looked at it carefully for a moment, then returned the photo and shook his head.

"Yes." The young woman nodded noncommittally, took the photo back and put it in her bag, and said, "This is Prince Kensuke's grandson, His Royal Highness Kazuya." I've been missing news since a few days ago, so if you see him nearby, please call him and let him know, and Prince Kensuke will be thankful at that time. ”

"I see." Eriko reached out and took the phone number written by the young woman and answered perfunctorily. The so-called prince is just the title of the emperor's descendants within three generations, and no matter how you calculate the age of the old man, this young man named Ichiya definitely does not have the title of prince, at most he is a royal family name, and it really can't make Eriko care, let alone Eriko who has just been disgusted by the affairs of Meiji Jingu recently.

"Thank you." The young woman nodded reservedly, and walked over to Prince Kensuke, accompanied by Eriko.

Prince Kensuke, seeing the young woman returning, nodded at her, and then symbolically donated 100,000 yen and left the shrine with four bodyguards.

"Who's those guys?" Ito Nari and Suzu Ito approached Eriko's side and asked.

"A prince named Kensuke and his secretary have come to find someone." Eriko Road.

"Prince?" Ito Suzu still pays more attention to this word, after all, it is the first time that he has come into contact with this identity when he is so big. Ito Cheng on the side didn't care about it, he was just a broken prince, and in the Yitian world, he even served as the [Emperor Taishang]. As I said, the prince is also the prince of the Japanese, and he has nothing to do with Ito.

"Well, forget it, don't pay attention to him." As she spoke, Eriko crumpled the phone number in her hand and threw it on the ground as a foam in her palm.

"Yes." Ito Nari and Suzu Ito nodded and continued to entertain the guests.

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"How?" In a black limousine car, the old man, the so-called Prince Kensuke, asked casually while stroking back and forth on the young woman's thighs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.

"The woman named Eriko said she hadn't seen it, and I left her a phone number and would let us know if there was any news. But I don't think there's much hope. The young woman spread her legs slightly, deliberately leaned her thighs to the old man's side, and said.

"It's the only guardian around here." The old man obviously saw the change of the young woman, and the direction of the stroke gradually moved between the young woman's legs, and he still asked expressionlessly.

"Yes, I got the news from the Ministry of the Environment, and this area is under the jurisdiction of their shrine." The young woman's body trembled slightly, and she said calmly.

"Ichiro." The old man leaned forward and took the phone in the car next to him and said.

"Your Highness, what do you command?" The black-clothed bodyguard sitting in the front passenger seat grabbed the phone next to him and said.

"Tell Kuidou and ask him to send someone to monitor my every move at this shrine." The old man said.

"Yes."

The old man nodded silently and hung up the phone, then turned his head, stared at the young woman beside him with burning eyes, and pressed the young woman down with a low roar......

A moment later, a muffled moan and the man's violent gasps rang out in the car. That is, less than two minutes, with a low muffled grunt, the old man sat back in his seat with a tired face, gasping violently.

The young woman who was still lying in the seat frowned slightly, a look of disgust flashed in her eyes, she got up and straightened up the placket on her chest to cover the bare whiteness, took off the torn stockings, threw them into the trash can on the side, and rearranged her appearance.

"Hyo-mi, help me clean up." At this time, the old man who was a little relieved on the side suddenly said.

"Yes." The young woman nodded, leaned over to the old man's span, and moved her head up and down rhythmically.

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At night, in Ito's bedroom, Ito took out a mobile phone and dialed it.

"Dut...... Toot ......"

"Master!" Soon the phone was answered, and then a male voice came out of the phone, saying.

"Find out where the next prince named Kensuke is coming from." Ito Seimamichi.

"Yes." The phone answered, that is, in less than a minute, the voice rang again: "Master, Prince Kensuke is the grandson of Emperor Meiji and the son of Prince Shinomiya Shaoren, and now lives in the annexed area where Meiji Jingu is located in downtown Tokyo. I own an electronics company and have two sons and a daughter, the eldest of whom died when he was three years old. The second son, who was born with a mental retardation, married Rumiko Inote, the daughter of the Meiji Jingu priest Ryōsuke Ide. The daughter is married to Hiroyuki Kuroda, the manager of an electronics company. There are currently two people in the third generation, one is the second son and the child named Ichiya born to Rumiko Ide, who has superior talents, and has been practicing with Ryōsuke Ide since he was a child, and is regarded by Ryōsuke Ide as the best candidate to take his place in the future. The other is the child of his daughter and Hiroyuki Kuroda, who is currently only 11 years old and is called Shunya. ”

"His forces include five secular kendo masters, three inherited ninjas, and a private army of about 100 people, usually arranged in the name of bodyguards around the company and himself."

"Ryosuke Ide's side." Ito asked.

"Ryosuke Iute is a priest of the Kasumi rank, and he is currently serving as the chief priest in the Meiji Shrine, and his specific strength is unknown...... Sorry hosts. The male voice on the other end of the phone said.

"Yes, I see." Ito Nari answered, "How did you recruit someone?" ”

"Report to the master, I have recruited six ninjas who are willing to follow me, including five lower ninjas and one middle ninja. He is currently in contact with a mid-ninja, and it is believed that he will be able to recruit it soon. ”

"Not bad. Just tell them to pay attention to the movements of Prince Kensuke and Ryosuke Ide, and notify me if there is any change. Ito Nari commanded in a deep voice.

"Yes."

"Also, as far as the recent demon matter is concerned, there is no news within the royal family." Ito asked again.

"Yes. A few days ago, the Emperor summoned the heads of several major shrines, including Ise Jingu and Honganji, and asked them to suppress the demons before the festival, no matter what method was used. ”

"Is it Oran, Halloween......" Ito said in his heart, "I see." ”

"Yes."

Then Ito Nari hung up the phone and looked at the moon in the night sky and pondered......

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