Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 445: All Mirror Water-stopping Spells
"We're here. This is where the successive priestesses of Ise Shrine lived in Tokyo."

"Many years ago, when my mother was practicing in Tokyo, she often stayed here."

Soon, the two stopped in front of an exquisite and elegant detached cottage.

"Well, since I've never brought anyone here, if it's a bit messy inside, just pretend you didn't see it..."

Jinguji Aoi said this with a slightly blushing face, and when she saw Xia Fan nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, she opened the door.

"Excuse me."

"Tsk tsk, this is a high-end old house comparable to a villa... If this is considered messy, then my apartment is a doghouse..."

Looking at the antique, spotless tatami living room and the interior furnishings that were simple yet valuable, Xia Fan couldn't help but be amazed.

"However, the inventory of these snacks is almost catching up with the convenience store warehouse where I worked before."

When he saw the luxurious mahogany bookshelf on the other side of the room filled with a wide variety of snacks, he couldn't help but smile.

"These? When I go to a convenience store or shop online, I always want to try new varieties and I end up buying too much without realizing it..."

"It's a good thing that you're here, so help me get rid of some of my inventory."

Speaking of snacks, Jinguji Aoi's reservedness about being entered into the boudoir for the first time disappeared, and she pulled Xia Fan to sit down in front of the coffee table.

"Here, this wasabi cola is the latest one! According to my research, it goes really well with Hell Spicy Potato Chips and Tuna Eye Jelly."

"What on earth have you studied..."

The witch enthusiastically took out some snacks with strange names, which reminded Xia Fan of an unpleasant dinner party.

"Thanks, I just want plain water!"

Looking carefully at the shelf, he discovered that these seemingly normal snacks were mixed with a large number of unheard-of weird products such as coriander chocolate, eel soda, beef rice cake, transparent cola, dumpling skin biscuits, etc.

Even in the corner, Xia Fan saw an unidentified box with the words "shit-flavored curry" printed on it.

"I understand. It's really hard to control your weight as an artist... So hot..."

"It's really delicious, wouldn't you like a slice?"

Jinguji Aoi opened the bag of "Hell Spicy Potato Chips" and ate a piece, took a sip of wasabi cola while panting, and handed a piece to Xia Fan affectionately...

"No, I'm going to perform at the Kanda Festival next week, and my agency will check my weight every morning..."

Looking at the "potato chips" dyed deep red by the chili pepper at the corner of his mouth and smelling the spicy smell that stung his nose, Xia Fan subconsciously leaned back.

"Hmm? This is..."

He passed his hand under the corner of the table, and unconsciously brought out a ball of silk fabric from his palm.

"Underwear...and...rope?"

It was actually a "big eye mask" with lace edges and a "rope" tied into a triangle shape.

“Don’t… don’t look!”

Before he had time to take a closer look, the priestess opposite the coffee table had already displayed her agile skills of drawing her sword and slashing with it, and with a leap she snatched the thing away.

"Because it is inconvenient to wear modern underwear under the shrine maiden costume, when changing between regular clothes and shrine maiden costume, you have to change the underwear as well."

"This must have been accidentally left under the table when I was changing it..."

After hurriedly putting the thing back into the bedroom, Jinguji Aoi explained calmly.

But the blush on her face and the hot earlobes silently betrayed her inner shyness.

"So that's how it is. The requirements for the lining of the shrine maiden's uniform are so strict." Xia Fan sighed softly, his eyes unconsciously fell on the round and majestic curves of the shrine maiden's chest, and a doubt subconsciously emerged in his mind.

The witch in front of me, at this moment, is...

"Yes...I am wearing it!"

When she noticed the inquiry in Xia Fan's eyes, Jinguji Aoi's face suddenly felt like it was burning.

"It's just that the style is rather old-fashioned..."

After explaining, her voice became so weak that it was almost inaudible, as if she had used up all her strength.

“I didn’t ask that…”

"You asked in your mind."

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry..."

"No need to apologize... I will tell you everything I know, Master Xia Fan."

As the two had a subtle conversation, a subtle pink color seemed to spread in the air in the room.

"Well... I invited Mr. Xia Fan here today... because of the matter of the 'Mirror Still Water Spell'."

After abruptly changing the increasingly unpleasant topic, Aoi Jinguji walked hurriedly to the pillar in the corner of the living room.

"Could it be that the 'Mirror-Clearing Water Curse' mentioned by the Yunwaijing is not lost, but has been found by you?"

Upon hearing the news, Xia Fan, who was drinking mustard soda to calm himself, quickly stood up.

"I'm not sure whether I found it or not..."

Jinguji Aoi was stunned for a moment, then reached out and pressed a certain spot on the wall...

There was a sound of friction and movement under their feet, and the floor in front of them shrank, revealing a staircase leading downwards.

There is a hidden world underneath the hut where the witch lives.

"The Onmyoji was destroyed in the war. The ancient books that were rescued from the fire have been kept in the Tokyo Grand Shrine and are usually stored in the basement here."

Xia Fan followed her down the stairs and found that it was a dark room as big as a basketball court. The walls were surrounded by bookshelves filled with ancient books.

"After the last exploration, I sorted out the clues I got and mobilized the members of the Psychic Association to assist in the investigation. I also read all night in this library and gained a lot..."

Aoi Jinguji pointed to Xia Fan at a huge mahogany desk in the middle of the room.

"Everything on this table is the 'Mirror and Water Curse'."

On the desk, which seemed to be made of a whole piece of mahogany, there were more than ten "ancient books" placed in a disorderly manner.

These "ancient books" range from thread-bound books, Japanese-bound books, bamboo slips, tile-printed books to Ukiyo-e, and some are even just a fragment of a page...

"After our investigation, we have confirmed that the things left by the psychic that record the 'Mirror Still Water Spell' are all gathered here."

"The problem is that the characters used in these ancient books, the times they were created, the religious beliefs and spiritual heritage of the authors are completely different. The content and efficacy of the 'Mirror and Water Curse' in them are probably also completely different."

"Because only one in ten psychic schools in District 11's history still exist, none of the psychics registered with the Psychic Association and who can be contacted can activate these 'Mirror and Water Curses', so there is no way to confirm their authenticity and effectiveness."

With a sigh, Aoi Jinguji looked at the pile of things and told her about the difficulties she encountered.

The conditions for driving the psychic spell are very harsh. Depending on the inheritance, different spell recitation methods, driving gestures, and array assistance are required. Some even involve cruel rituals such as blood sacrifices of living creatures. Just knowing the spell is not enough to use it.

(End of this chapter)