Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Tokyo Gods Only Want a Beautiful Priestess Author: Girls Are Eternal

"Love, what do you think a god should do?"

"Hmm...accepting believers' prayers? Fulfilling believers' wishes?"

"Wrong spice!"

"The most important thing for a god is to be happy," said the decadent god, Jingu, who was indulging in wine and women.

The little shrine maiden seemed a little confused, and asked with a sweet smile, "So, is it because there are so many shrine maidens in the shrine that the god is happy?"

Faced with the smile of her own high priestess, the shrine maiden could not answer and could only try to explain.

"Isn't this... pleasing to the eye?"

This is the story of a useless god who only strives for self-gratification and beautiful girls.

[Romance] [Invincible Flow] [Lighthearted]

Chapter One: The First Step to Becoming a God

Edogawa Ward, Tokyo.

Winter has just passed and spring is just beginning. The young girls on the street have already changed into short skirts to show off their youth.

The sudden typhoon interrupted the girls' sweet dreams, and in the rain, their soaked clothes revealed a few glimpses of spring.

Hanayama-in Haru felt a bit cold, so she made herself a cup of hot tea and looked through the glass at the pedestrians outside who were taking shelter from the rain.

This rain couldn't have come at the worst possible time.

Hanayama Haru was feeling a bit irritable. Looking at the typhoon alert on her phone, she had no idea that the typhoon would arrive so quickly.

Just as Hanayama Haru was considering whether to take a taxi back, the door was gently pushed open, bringing with it the wind and rain of the entire city.

The person who pushed open the door was a boy of about fourteen years old. His face, which had not yet fully matured, still had a youthful appearance, but he already had a handsome and dashing look.

"Hello, is this the Deity Registration and Management Committee?"

If you were walking down the street, women ranging from eight or nine years old to seventy or eighty years old would probably be unable to resist giving you a favorable impression.

Hanayama Haru was no exception. Although she secretly gave the handsome young man in front of her a score in her mind, she was more concerned about other issues.

The other person wasn't carrying an umbrella, yet despite the torrential rain, their clothes remained completely dry, and this form of address...

"Yes, is there anything you need?"

The organization where Kayama Inshun works is publicly known as the "Mythology and History Compilation Committee," but its actual name is the "Deity Registration and Management Committee."

It sounds impressive, but it's not actually like that.

Yingzhou is said to have eight million gods, and the top gods are the backers or ancestors of the government and these Onmyoji.

The lesser ones generally have their own areas and shrines, and are mostly not located in Tokyo.

As for those minor gods or wild gods on the roadside, they have long since disappeared in this era due to the loss of faith, or they have turned into demons and monsters, and can no longer be called gods.

Therefore, Kazanin Haru's daily work is to slack off, without having to go out to exorcise demons or study spells every day.

Fortunately, she was only assigned to this internship by her family, so she didn't have to worry about sitting on the sidelines for the rest of her life.

“Someone told me that shrines and shrine maidens can be assigned to gods here, so I came to take a look.”

The boy sat down opposite Kazanin Haru without any hesitation, and the tea stove inexplicably began to boil.

"Could you pour me a cup of tea first? It's getting a bit chilly."

Is he some wild god who has managed to survive by sheer luck in the mountains? Hanayama Haru was unmoved by the boy's show of force, and continued to brew tea for him while observing him.

To be honest, his clothes didn't give off any divine aura, and he didn't stand out at all walking the streets of Shibuya. He was just like any other ordinary boy on the street, except for his face.

After brewing the tea, Kayama Inshun sat up straight again, and with his signature smile on his face, took out a stack of documents.

"This service does exist, but please cooperate with me to register beforehand."

Kayama Inshun's work does indeed include something that is essentially similar to marking out territory.

Civilized societies naturally have their own ways of doing things. We can't let these gods instigate their priestesses to resort to all sorts of underhanded tactics every day.

Seeing that the boy did not speak, Huashan

Yuan Chun then began her work.

"Name?"

"The Shrine".

"Your surname is Jingu? And your given name?"

"No, his surname is Kamiya and his given name is Miyako."

The surname "Shin"? Does Yingzhou have this surname? Hanayama Inu looked up at the boy, and it seemed that such a surname did exist.

"Place of origin?"

"do not know."

"What is your name?"

"do not know."

"What about gender?"

"It should be a man."

"Are you kidding me?!" Hanayama Inshun angrily slammed down his pen. What do you mean by "should be"? Are you kidding me?

"As you can see, I don't know the answers to any of the questions you've asked," Jingu said, spreading his hands in an innocent manner.

He himself didn't know how he had transmigrated like this. When he opened his eyes, he was in a vast ocean. If it weren't for his cheat code, he would have already kicked his legs and performed a speedrun.

Later, after drifting all the way to land, he realized that he had traveled through time. He had nowhere to go and didn't know why he had become a god.

Later, through trial and error and with the help of some kind strangers, he learned that there was an official organization that served wild deities.

So they rushed to Tokyo without stopping, for no other reason than a crucial mission within the system.

The Foundation of a Secure Life – Part One

As a god, how can you not have your own shrine? Quickly seize a piece of land and tell everyone that this place is under your protection.

[Task Requirement: Obtain a shrine]

[Reward: Perfectly mitigates the influence of the "Dragon Lord" rank]

The Foundation of a Secure Life – Part Two

How can a god be without his own priestess? Quickly go and seize a priestess to serve you!

[Task Requirement: Contract a priestess]

[Reward: Depends on the shrine maiden's aptitude]

As for the Shrine, it has only received two rewards so far.

One of his gifts was a newbie gift package that granted him the title of "Dragon Lord".

The source should be the Dragon King of Dongting and the Lord of Qiantang in "The Tale of Liu Yi". The lack of a prefix is ​​probably because he did not have a fiefdom.

It is indeed very useful, and even today, the shrine cannot feel the limits of its power.

However, it also has the same side effects.

In the legend of Liu Yi, the Lord of Qiantang, in a fit of rage, killed 600,000 people and damaged crops for 800 li. The Divine Palace is now experiencing the same feeling.

The wind follows the tiger, and the clouds follow the dragon; wherever they pass, wind and rain will follow. If the divine palace were to exert its influence and cause a disturbance, it might even cause the four seas to collapse and floods to rage.

This sudden typhoon was a natural disaster that came with the shrine, but it wasn't a big problem yet, just continuous torrential rain.

Another instance was a reward from the Shrine after completing a small task, called "Seventy-Two Transformations".

Its abilities are quite diverse and very convenient to use in daily life, but it does not possess the same supernatural powers as the Monkey King.

It seems that what's truly powerful is always human, not supernatural abilities.

In short, in order to resolve the troubles and achieve a peaceful life, Jingu is determined to acquire a shrine and a high-quality shrine maiden today.

"I'm fine with the shrine, but I have one request."

"Witch, I want the best."

"You still have demands?" Hanayama-in Haru gritted her teeth in anger. "There's no information at all. She can't even register. How can she give you a shrine?"

And who would dare to make demands of her? Those minor mountain spirits have always been assigned specific areas by her; who would dare to raise a question?

"A shrine maiden? Doesn't she look like one? Want her to be your shrine maiden?"

So you're treating this place like a matchmaking agency that comes with a house included, right?

Kazan-in Haru was furious.

Chapter 2 Shrines and Foxes

I'm furious, but I can't just take action.

Haru Hanayama hated this situation. With no outlet for her anxiety, her legs would shake uncontrollably.

To avoid such an impolite situation, she changed her posture, crossing her legs, her plump, black-stockinged thighs overlapping.

His expression turned cold, and he slammed the documents in his hand onto the table, his tone no longer gentle.

"That's impossible. I have no right to do such a thing, nor will I do it."

"Really?" Jingu maintained his smile, though thunder roared outside the window.

“Absolutely impossible,” Hanayama Inshun said firmly.

"Please take care, sir. I will make sure everything is arranged perfectly for you."

Hanayama Haru's face was full of fawning smiles, a stark contrast to his cold expression just moments before, making him look like a brothel madam soliciting customers on the street.

"Is it still raining outside, sir? Would you like me to give you a ride?"