I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

On the top of the luxuriously decorated restaurant, the resplendent and magnificent crystal chandelier emits beautiful lights, illuminating every inch of the space into a golden light, and gilding everyone in front of the long dining table with golden light.

The band behind the guardrail on the second floor is playing hard, and the elegant and moving melody of cello and organ echoes on the ceiling.

The seven or eight people at the dining table, whether they are majestic and middle-aged men, or pampered sixtieth old people, all of them showed superior arrogance in their eyebrows and eyes.

But at this moment, he had to lower his eyes and respectfully wait for the order from the old man in the chief seat.

An old man in a black Wu suit at the top is sitting in a wheelchair, his face is covered with age spots, and he is very old. He clasped his hands together to support a crutch, rested his chin on the back of his hands, and closed his eyes in a drowsy state.

Just looking at the old man's aging and decaying breath, one wonders if he will die in the next moment and never wake up again.

I'm so hungry, why don't we start the banquet? What the hell is this old president doing?

Although someone was slandering him in his heart, he didn't dare to show any trace on his face, and continued to wait patiently.

"Gululu, Gululu—"

The sound of gastrointestinal motility, which even the music could not cover up, came from the belly of the rich man with a big belly on the right hand of the president.

A look of embarrassment appeared on the fat man's face, and he tightened his belt.

At the same time, President Hyoudou's eyelids moved slightly, and then he woke up, put the crutches on the table, and stretched himself.

"President!"

"Good evening, President."

Everyone greeted enthusiastically.

"When people get old, they are lethargic."

President Hyoudou nodded, and after a good night's sleep, his energy recovered a lot.

"Gululu—"

The fat man's stomach roared again, and President Hyoudou burst out laughing when he heard it, overjoyed.

"You haven't had dinner tonight, have you? You clearly said that you would have a banquet tonight, but it has been delayed until now. This old man is really confused."

"Where, where! The president said he wanted to treat us to a banquet. I have kept my belly open since morning, so I must have a big meal tonight." The fat man smiled obsequiously, the fat on his cheeks trembled, covering his eyes.

"Hosoda, you are really greedy. Look at your belly, it's like a big fat pig!"

President Hyoudou cursed a few times with a smile, and gently poked Hosoda's swollen stomach with the cane in his hand.

"It's all thanks to the president's blessing that I can eat so fat and strong."

Hosoda scratched his double chin in embarrassment, and smiled naively.

"Hahahahaha!" The president laughed, and his voice didn't sound like a dying old man at all.

Hosoda really knows how to flatter and make old people happy, no wonder he can climb to the high position of vice president of the Black Emperor Society.

Although the others respected and feared Chairman Hyoudou, they were also bigwigs in Tokyo, and they prided themselves on their status, and they couldn't pretend to be a clown like Hosoda, the fat pig, to make Chairman Hyoudou happy.

"Humans have three major desires, which are sleep desire, sex desire and appetite."

President Hyoudou said slowly: "At my age, women can't handle it for the time being. Therefore, for me, the behavior of satisfying appetite is the first priority among these three desires."

"You are also lucky tonight, you can eat the rare ingredients that the old man prepared for you."

Someone in the upper echelon of the Black Emperor Society heard the president's words, and somehow remembered something, his face turned pale, and he suppressed the desire to vomit.

There are also some people who look disapproving. For dignitaries of their status, whether they are Michelin-starred or various top Japanese restaurants in China, they are just common food, and they have never eaten delicacies from mountains and seas.

Unless the food prepared by the president is dragon liver and phoenix gall, it is not surprising.

"Crack!"

The president clapped his hands lightly, and several men in black pushed together a square object covered in black cloth with a diameter of more than two meters.

"rock--"

There was a faint sound of water coming from under the black cloth.

Someone frowned, could it be that the thing pushed up is a water tank?

President Hyoudou wants to invite them to eat seafood?

But Japan is originally an island country, relying on the sea to eat the sea, these rich and powerful have never eaten any seafood.

"Hehehe, I can assure you that none of you have eaten this stuff." Chairman Hyoudou grinned, revealing his white teeth, with saliva rolling down from the corner of his mouth.

I don't know if it's because of his natural talent, or because of the need to eat people without spitting out bones, President Hyoudou's teeth are very well maintained.

A bodyguard in a black suit pushed President Hyoudou to the square unknown object. President Hyoudou stretched out his hand and tore off the curtain.

Sure enough, it was a huge water tank.

It's just that the living thing in the tank is not seafood like fish, shrimp, river crab, but a little dark brown monster!

The upper body of this little monster is human-shaped, about half a meter long, smooth and hairless, with no ears and no nose on the face, a long and narrow mouth under the two protruding fish eyes, and the lower body is full of octopus-like The tentacles of the suckers.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Some people turned pale with fright, could it be the fresh seafood caught from Fukushima?

In this case, he will not be blessed.

A few years ago, Abe-san just drank a glass of tap water from Fukushima, and within a few days he was admitted to the hospital in critical condition with colorectal cancer.

Fortunately, there was a loyal warrior who helped him eradicate the disease, and Abe-san no longer had to be tortured by the disease.

But some people thought for a while, and immediately remembered something, and their faces changed greatly:

"This is a monster!"

"That's right, it's a monster! It's the type A that the Metropolitan Police Department said!" President Hyoudou said with a strange expression.

The other high-level members of the Black Emperor Association didn't care about the airs, and walked to the water tank one by one, looking at the octopus monster inside, amazed.

With their status, they have also heard about the monsters that appeared in the 19th year of Heisei.

But it is something from another world after all, even if you have heard of it, it is the first time you can see it with your own eyes.

The little octopus monster was shocked when he saw so many people coming up to watch. He opened his mouth full of fine teeth, and spit out a black arrow made of thick ink, hitting the glass wall of the tank heavily!

"boom!"

Everyone was startled, and scattered away, turning around and looking closely, the water tank was intact.

"Hahahaha! You idiot, this water tank is made of 200mm bulletproof glass, even sniper bullets can't penetrate it."

President Hyoudou picked up his cane and rapped vigorously on the water tank to tease the little monster.

No matter how loud his cane was banging, there was not a single crack in the glass wall.

"Everyone, this little monster is our main course tonight. I assure you, the monster tastes really good!"