Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Jingu suddenly felt that he understood his priestess better. She was not as calm and collected as she appeared on the surface, and was not the kind of person who was truly strong.

"will not."

Jingu suddenly smiled, his hand encircling the girl's waist. Unlike the excessively light and slender Naiju Seiko, Soga Ai's waist was soft yet just right.

The skin touched by her fingers tightened slightly, but the girl did not resist. With a little effort, she fell into the shrine's arms, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

"I just think you're a weirdo. After all, you love me so much that I can't doubt it at all."

The dress was made of a smooth and light material. Touching it felt like touching a young girl's skin. It was almost instinctive for Jingu to feel the girl's skin along her waist.

"That's wonderful." Suga's eyes were a little dazed, a blush spreading down her earlobes, and her arms hung limply on Shingu.

Su Wo Ai bent slightly and whispered in Jingu’s ear, her warm, moist breath making Jingu feel a little itchy.

"Ai, I've always been waiting for you. For Jingu, it was our first meeting, but for Ai, it was actually our last."

"What do you mean?"

The hand that had been groping suddenly stopped. Jingu didn't quite understand Su's seemingly nonsensical words.

"Hmm, where should we begin?" Su Waai clung to Jingu's arms, this time unwilling to let go.

Pressed tightly against Jingu's chest, the near-zero distance allowed Jingu to clearly feel the girl's rapid heartbeat and the fresh scent of her recent bath.

"Love actually has special abilities."

Lying on Jingu's body, Suga Ai recounted all her secrets.

The girl named Suwa Ai wasn't born this way. She was once an ordinary little girl who could cry, laugh, and be afraid, but none of that could make her live alone in this world.

With both parents dead, the clan elders, devoid of any familial affection, are merely tools to be used for their weakness.

So one night, Su Ai saw it, or rather, she felt it.

That is your future self, infinitely approaching your present self, like the two ends of a line connecting together.

Another Su I love has caught up with the current her.

Chapter 15 The Waiting Girl

"Wait, you mean your future self traveled back into your past self's body?"

Jingu interrupted Suga Ai's narration, as he seemed somewhat confused.

"No, that's not what I meant." Soga Ai, who had changed her position and was now sitting in the lap of the shrine, shook her head.

However, given Jingu's current physique, this posture is not appropriate. It doesn't look like a petite woman clinging to him at all; instead, it looks like a young girl embracing him.

"How should I put it? It's a bit hard to explain, like love existing in both the future and the present, having two perspectives."

"So, loving you means you've always foreseen the future?" Jingu subtly adjusted his posture to avoid being noticed by the girl.

"It's impossible; love can never remember what it sees from the perspective of the future."

Suga suddenly turned to the side and touched Jingu's face. It was the first time that Jingu had looked into the girl's eyes at such close range, and she realized what was filling the girl's eyes.

Only when she saw him did her heart overflow with tender emotions, like water rippling in the breeze.

"It's like looking at the world through a tiny mirror; everything is blurry, and even if you try to remember it with pen and paper, it will disappear without a trace."

"Then how did love find me?" Jingu's hand embraced the girl's slender waist, and the two silently drew closer.

"Because the future is reversed, the two perspectives of love are like points on a plane approaching each other."

Su Woai drew a circle with her index finger, but then seemed to feel it wasn't quite right, so she added something else.

"It's like a racetrack. Past love goes from the starting point to the finish line, while future love goes from the finish line to the starting point. The two perspectives are constantly getting closer and converging."

"Ai doesn't know when Lord Jingu will appear in Ai's life, but Ai knows that this path will always get shorter and shorter, and it will move forward at twice the speed of a lifetime."

"So, does that mean Love still can't see the future?"

"Mmm." Su Wai nodded, her beautiful hair making Jingu's neck feel slightly itchy.

"The moment I saw Lord Jingu, all love—past, future, and all love—existed in that single instant. After that instant, love could no longer see anything."

The girl buried her head in the shrine maiden's shoulder and whispered in her ear.

"From that moment on, love truly lives in the present, not in the past or the future."

So that's how it is. Jingu realized he had fallen into a misconception. He had always thought that Soga Ai saw the future from the present, but in reality, the girl named Soga Ai was split into two individuals in time, existing simultaneously in the past and the future.

It wasn't until his appearance that the two girls came together, became the real Suga, and truly lived in the present.

But why myself? Why am I the node that integrates the past and the future? And is this why Su Wo'ai has such an inexplicably high aptitude score in the system?

And

Jingu gently stroked the girl's soft, long hair, feeling a mix of emotions he couldn't quite describe.

This feeling is not without foundation. Su Wo'ai's entire life seems to revolve around herself. In the past, she waited for her appearance, and in the future, she will only exist for herself.

But he himself was completely unaware of this, and why the future was reversed.

What about the ending of the story that flows, and that Suga loves?

I don't know, I don't know anything, but one thing I'm sure of is that he's a greedy guy.

The arms tightened around the girl's waist, and she seemed to feel a slight pain. Suga Ai whispered a soft moan in the ear of the goddess.

Yes, whatever the reason for this feeling, how heavy it may be, or if there is any conspiracy involved, its sincerity is absolutely genuine.

Even if it were as heavy as the waters of the four seas, he would gladly accept it without saying anything else, even though, to him, Su Wo'ai had only met him for a few days.

Humans are greedy, but God is even more greedy, wanting to devour all of His love. As for what the future holds, that is a matter for the future.

Having put aside some distracting thoughts, Jingu suddenly laughed, tightened his grip on Suga's waist, shifted the girl's position, and then kissed her smooth cheek.

Jingu's sudden move caught the girl off guard, and her earlobes quickly turned red. The blush spread to her face, making Su Wa'ai look somewhat delicate and cute.

"You..." The impact seemed a bit too great, and Su Wo'ai didn't know what to say for a moment. After stammering for a long time, she could only give Shen Gong a shy look, which made Shen Gong burst into laughter again.

"You, my little witch, you are so cute."

He pinched the girl's blushing cheeks, and then Jingu's fingers slid down to scratch Suga Ai's chin like he was teasing a cat.

"Do you mean to entrust your entire life to me? Or are you implying that you are only living for me?"

The girl turned over and stared intently at the shrine. Under the lamplight, a certain emotion seemed to materialize and linger around her.

"Is it a subtext? Ai thinks it's clearly very straightforward?"

The girl pressed down on him, and through her drooping hair, Jingu saw her eyes, like glass, shining brightly in the shadows.

"No, it was at the very first time we met that love was already made clear."

The girl's scent and softness enveloped the shrine's five senses, and only her last words reached her ears.

"Love, I must become your priestess."

That is, your wife.

In the neon-lit nights of Tokyo, this metropolis truly comes alive, breaking free from the mechanized operation of the daytime.

In a lavishly decorated room, Makoto Takatsukasa sat dejectedly on the sofa.

He didn't know what to do next. Years of hard work had gone to waste. If he returned to his family in such a disgraceful manner, he would truly never have another chance.

But what is he going to do? Use his family's influence?

He is neither the eldest son nor the most outstanding, so it is unknown how much he can mobilize. Moreover, if he were to touch the family's power, the two women from the Kazan-in family and the Kuga family would have an excuse.

Although their two clans, ranked among the top nine, are weaker than the Takatsukasa clan, which is one of the five regent families, it is not a matter that can be easily resolved.

But how can he do it without relying on his family?

Although over thousands of years, mysterious bloodlines have long since infiltrated various families, Takatsukasa Makoto is not the lucky one. On the contrary, women, due to the divine favor bestowed upon shrine maidens, have a higher probability of awakening.

Leaving aside that mysterious guy who is suspected to be the god that Soga Ai serves, even Soga Ai or Kuga Hikaru, Takaji Makoto can't actually beat him.

There was no way to achieve it. Even with rigorous training from a young age, he simply couldn't do it. It was as if no matter what he did, his hope of becoming the true heir of the Takatsukasa family was incredibly slim.

Should we just give up like this?

"Hehe, want to hear my opinion?"

The door was open, and an old voice came from the darkness, accompanied by the sound of a cane tapping.

"Hello, junior member of the Takatsukasa family."

"Who are you!?"

Upon seeing the other person's face, Takatsukasa Makoto's face was filled with disbelief.

Chapter 16 A Deal Between Women

In the shrine.

Tamamo-no-Mae was happily frying tofu; what she told the shrine was not a lie.

She really can cook.

Although I don't know why Jingu and Suga have not returned so late, nothing smells as good as the fried tofu in front of me.

Just as she was about to scoop out the perfectly cooked fried tofu, someone came to her door.

A blazer paired with a skirt suit, voluptuous legs in black stockings, and understated makeup made the young woman appear much more mature and composed.

"Lord Jingu? Are you there?"

The person who came was naturally Hanayama Haru. After being threatened by the shrine, the shrine staff took the item to the shrine and left. Poor Hanayama Haru didn't dare to tell Soga Ai that the shrine staff had come to collect it, so she had to deliver the item herself.

"He's not here, what are you going to do?"

Tamamo-no-Mae came out carrying fried tofu and sat down on the edge.

If she hadn't said anything, who would have imagined that the person sitting here holding a bowl of fried tofu would be the great demon Tamamo-no-Mae?

Kazan-in didn't recognize her either. She only felt that Tamamo-no-Mae's face seemed somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

Although she was also curious about who this alluring woman was, Hanayama Haru didn't dare to pry too much into the affairs of the shrine, so she spoke in a businesslike manner:

"These are Lord Jingu's relevant documents, including the identity documents that Xiao Ai requested. They are all here."