The Next One

Akasaka hurriedly tilted his head back high to keep his nosebleed from flowing out.

Hasebe's mother lightly covered her red lips and revealed a captivating smile.

"My, my, what an adorable son-in-law~"

With one hand resting around her slender waist and the other laid over her arm, Hasebe's mother squeezed the peaks before her chest until they swayed back and forth.

Hasebe was no less impressive. With both hands on her hips, she stood in opposition to the peaks before her mother's chest.

It was as magnificent and grand as Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama at the Valley of the End.

Akasaka hurriedly braced himself against the wall, but his nosebleed still flowed out disgracefully.

He really could not take it anymore. The sight before him was far too impactful, impossible to erase from his mind.

He suddenly wanted to die between those two masses of peaks, smothered to death alive.

Akasaka hurriedly shook his head, trying to shake those thoughts out of his mind.

Seeing her man's pathetic state, Hasebe was somewhat speechless.

Hasebe's mother, meanwhile, laughed happily, her whole body trembling as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Didn't this prove that she still had plenty of charm?

What girl did not hope that others saw her as beautiful and pretty?

Hasebe Harumi rather enjoyed Akasaka's reaction.

The three of them entered the house together.

As for Hasebe Haruka's marriage, this future mother-in-law did not object in the slightest. She was already more than satisfied with Akasaka as a son-in-law.

He was Japan's Prime Minister, after all—the Prime Minister of Japan.

And she herself was one of the country's top stars. When the time came, she could brag to others that her son-in-law was the current Prime Minister of Japan. Just imagining that scene felt amazing, okay?!