Can Japan Still Be a Lawless Place?

How do I feel like I've become a playboy?

Fujino muttered to himself with a strange expression on his face.

Even though he did not really want to live off a woman, the only way to catch that guy was by using unusual methods.

This phone call of his was not just to figure out whether the Minister of Foreign Affairs had any connections to the rich woman's family, but also to test the rich woman's strength, equivalent to saying, "Brother Rich, V me 50, I am Qin Shi Huang, send money," or something of the sort.

He was a little curious about the Ooka family's strength.

He had searched for things concerning Ooka Momiji's family on a search engine, but it had been of no use at all; information regarding the Ooka family was blocked tightly on the internet.

At most, there were only some reports about the rich woman being the future Karuta Queen.

However, judging from the fact that she did not care at all about the Minister of Foreign Affairs, this rich woman's family was probably even more absurd than he had imagined.

"The pressure is immense..."

Fujino could not help sighing, feeling that the burden on his shoulders had become even heavier, yet on second thought, he relaxed again.

Now that the rich woman knew about this matter, she would help out to some extent.

As long as she helped, then Sato's file would be fine, and judging from Megure's attitude, there must be the intention of some big shot behind this matter, and in the end, she would simply be regarded as a member of a certain faction.

After all, being recognized as a member of a certain faction was sometimes not a bad thing.

Come to think of it, he was just giving