Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"Hongye, you need to be careful lately."

It was quite unusual for Ibuki to refrain from drinking alcohol; instead, she stood by the window with a cup of hot tea in her hand.

"Ok?"

Momiji tilted her head, somewhat puzzled, wondering why Ibuki had suddenly blurted out such a sentence.

Ibuki is now a guest on her turf, and from her room, she can see the entire sixth day of bliss.

This place of pleasure built on the back of the mirage has been established for quite some time now, unlike Ibuki, who only chose to integrate into human society for pleasure on a whim.

Momiji is genuinely trying to ensure that even small monsters that aren't good at hunting humans can live peacefully.

"It's nothing serious, just revenge."

Lost in thought, Ibuki was in a daze until Momiji called her several times before she snapped out of it.

"Ibuki, you've been acting strange lately."

The security guard, still a bit confused, lay back down and went back to sleep.

"Yes, I have."

With a resentful curse, a pile of prayer ema (votive plaques) was swept out by the homeowner and thrown to the ground.

When Momiji mentioned the past trauma, Ibuki subconsciously touched the collar around her neck. It seemed to be an ornament worn for some kind of pleasure, just to cover up your shame.

The security guard leaned back in his chair and snorted. A new election? Only a fool would believe that nonsense. In Yingzhou, with so few factions, they're all the same.

As her anger subsided, Momiji tried to cover Kanda's mouth with her hand, her face flushed with embarrassment. "You're such a clueless idiot, you just know everything, you're just a bit naive."

Tokyo, a very unusual day.

That style... isn't it like the Taira no Masakado I'm looking for?

Numerous components form the long corridor and courtyard, while green shoots sprout from beneath the remaining wooden planks, quickly growing into a lush sea of ​​trees. Nearby, the sound of surging waves can be heard, and clouds and mist rise from the waterfall.

Momiji counted on her fingers the things that Ibuki had been acting strangely lately.

"Really? Was I that obvious?"

"Ever since you were beheaded, you never get drunk again, no matter how much you love drinking. But lately you've been drinking with Jingu. Is something on your mind?"

"They're all making us so happy! It's approved! As for the marriage and blessing rituals, let whoever wants to do them do them! I'm doing them!"

"Oh no! You give up! Stop scratching me!"

As the shrine drew closer, the sound of the master cursing could be heard coming from behind the sliding door.

Ibuki Shrine, excluding the nameless idol god Asuka, is collectively known as Ibuki Myojin by the eight minor gods. The shrine is here today not to find Ame-no-Yumi Shugen, but to find someone else.

The phone crackled with the sound of a news radio broadcast, announcing that Congress would soon be dissolved and a new election would be held.

"Oh no, next they're going to knock on the door."

As Hongye tidied up the tea tray, she chatted familiarly with Ibuki, mentioning that they had known each other for a very, very long time.

Inside the shrine, I strolled leisurely through the courtyard. The scorching sunlight, when it touched me, was refracted by another force, like a natural parasol.

"What? You brat, what if he makes a fuss?"

Why pretend to be reserved today? Why act like a perfect gentleman?

Just as I was enjoying my blissful afternoon nap, a crisp clinking sound came from under my desk. I opened my eyes and found it was a coin, but when I stood up and looked inside, the shrine gate was empty.

Hongye pressed down on Lu Yong, tickling him wildly under his rough waist, making Kanda laugh until tears streamed down his face.

The wounds left by Genji show that humans are sometimes more ruthless and compassionate than monsters.

Kanda said something that made Momiji blush to death, instantly shattering her elegant and dignified demeanor.

"What are you regretting?"

"Damn it! Every woman wants a girl who's obedient, sexy yet innocent, and bad-looking; every man wants a handsome, rich, and devoted woman. Where in the world is there no such bad thing as a lack of women?"

Lu Yong's eyes darted around, as if he was remembering something.

"Ugh......"

Being too human-like as a demon is also evil. If you don't have some hatred to settle things at the time, it will only become a knot in your heart that torments you.

No wonder she's so gentle, both inside and outside the marriage. It's like saying you want to date Mai Sakurajima at a matchmaking event, leaving people speechless.

Kanda placed the teacup down and sat down.

But young people tend to have fewer fantasies and expectations about love, especially since Ibuki Shrine is a well-known shrine for the seven-dimensional world, so the prayers below are even more outrageous.

The red leaves seemed to understand what you were saying.

"Tell me, Hongye, doesn't he sometimes regret his actions?"

The security guard at Royong Shrine was dozing inside the pavilion; in that cold weather, no one would come to worship at noon.

In that world, there exists a drug that can truly turn a man into a beast in an instant; the effect is merely to diminish his desires slightly.

To be honest, this is the first time the Divine Palace has retreated. Every time, they are delayed in being discovered by the Heavenly Bow Gathering while still inside the gate, and then they go to do other things.

Hongye was stunned for a moment. Lu Yong could see that in her dark white pupils, a lot of useful things surged up in an instant, and then she sighed heavily.

"Shut up! Does he mean that mentioning bad things about small families is wrong?!"

As the Asama Shrine on Mount Fuji said at the time, each shrine is a slow train station in the world of the corresponding deity, and coming to the shrine is naturally also to take a look.

"Really? Two days later, before drinking the wine that Bao Ji had spiked, I knew who was trying to control me and kept pushing me down."

I didn't run into you today, so I guess I've figured out how to face myself for now. Sigh, even without this weirdly aesthetically pleasing outfit, you're still a very handsome god, after all, you're a deity without the characteristics of the Rainbow God.

"I can talk about my feelings now, but just like you, Hongye, there's no more noise."

The idea of ​​wanting to date a famous voice actor or idol, or even praying to date a fictional character, doesn't seem particularly absurd.

"what..."

Hongye sat panting beneath Kanda, clearly displaying her status as a loser, utterly bewildered by Kanda's words.

The shrine maiden glanced at them; they were all ema (votive plaques) used by men for prayers over the years, hanging outside the Ibuki Shrine, with a small portion about love and marriage.

In the blink of an eye, the world spun around, the sun returned to its rising state, the cement ground was turned into retro bluestone by the churning of soil, and a small number of shrine buildings were flipped and rebuilt.

"He regrets what he did back then. Why didn't he go to Kyoto to take Minamoto no Kyouji's life back then, so that the resentment has lingered for so long?"

The two playfully wrestled for a while, and Lu Yong tore open the collar of Hongye's courtesan dress, revealing a small patch of her snowy skin.

The change between the present world and the mortal world happens in an instant, but the shrine is not puzzled at all.

"Will it work? Have you been making any noise?"

Chapter 169 is a bit too big.

"Oh, I forgot we had guests. My apologies, please come in."

The person inside reached out and parted the curtain, revealing their true appearance, and invited the shrine to come inside as a guest.

Although it wasn't my goal, after seeing what others looked like, the important matter became unimportant.

Life is a journey full of surprises. Don't worry too much about what your destination is. If there is beautiful scenery along the way, you should stop and appreciate it.

Jingu sat cross-legged without any restraint, gazing at the beautiful scenery before him. One side of the room was an empty panoramic view, with the waterfall cascading down from a height of a hundred feet right in front of him.

The powerful wind also carried a hint of coolness, blowing against the two of them and even ruffling the white hair of the person in front of them.

Mature and composed, completely different from ordinary girls or young girls, was the first impression of Jingu. She remained completely unfazed by his unrestrained scrutiny, acting entirely naturally.

"My actions just now were truly impolite. Please forgive me, Lord Jingu."

Although she calls herself an old woman and now acts all old and sullen, judging from her cursing just now, it's probably just a polite pretense.

"With the Heavenly Bow appearing and Moritaka Asuka also present, I haven't had time to pay much attention to them. I'm really in your care."

The neighborly wife type of character that Yi said would touch Jill's heart, the person behind this character has transcended the boundary of mother and reached the level of grandmother.

It's over. Despite the other party's constant use of respectful terms and flattery towards Jingu, Jingu was still overwhelmed by the elder-like aura of the other party.

"It's a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to criticize or interfere. That country has changed hands several times, from you to Amaterasu, and then its power fell into other hands before Amaterasu went into seclusion. You have asked them about their thoughts on that country before. This time, I was just asking about their thoughts."

The Taira no Masakado they were referring to was the first of Song Zhenming's eight divine figures, and also the least distinctive one.

“This old woman? My name is Xiao Ji Gui Ming. That name may not be hard to remember. He cannot call you the Lord God of the Little Kingdom.”

He died from an arrow wound inflicted by Fujiwara no Hidetoshi, and became an evil spirit that roams the world, leaving behind many legends of his haunting.

The young lord stood up before me and picked up the ema (votive plaques) he had just thrown on the ground. Through the gaps in his white robe, I could only vaguely see the ripe fruit. The shrine suddenly slowed down again.

"Lord Jingu, he currently rules the Regent's House, and the political power of Yingzhou is basically in his hands. Before he quells the unrest and stabilizes the situation, does he have any designs on that country?"

Those words, though seemingly devoid of any Versailles connotation, were spoken from the heart. They implied that everyone in the family was harmonious and peaceful, and that the shrine was happy to lie idly outside the main shrine like a lazy bum.

When faced with a situation where power and benefits are offered in return, even knowing it's a doomsday scenario, we will still try, believing we can create a miracle.

As a human being, I didn't have many outstanding achievements. The only one, and the most ordinary one, was that I once raised the banner of rebellion, wanting to abolish the Emperor and establish myself as the new Emperor, openly rebelling.

Even before the abdication of the kingdom, its status in mythology remained transcendent; the so-called gods of Yingzhou possessed the moon.

This refers to the fact that the gods who have disappeared will gather in the land of Izumo, where the country was founded, in the tenth month of the lunar calendar.

The chief deity of the small country was the founder and ruler of Ashihara no Nakatsukuni, but before the arrival of the Heavenly Grandson, he voluntarily ceded the country to the Heavenly Grandson, thus ending the existence of the present-day Yingzhou. He can be considered a very ancient figure.

Moreover, I always felt that the words of the Little Kingdom's God contained another layer of deeper meaning.

One sentence left the small country's chief god completely bewildered, and he could only helplessly say:

After going around in circles, it turns out the main issue was still that problem. Jingu watched as you meticulously wrote down the ema in your hand, and his mind started working on it.

All I can say is that the Emperor's face was slapped hard several times. Before the fall of the Shogunate, Emperor Meiji moved me out of Kanda Shrine. As for how I was moved back... well, I won't go into details.

Although it's not particularly difficult, a woman still needs to be strong enough. It's just that she has a more mature aura, but her body is still youthful and radiant.

After being led astray by the other party, Jingu suddenly became somewhat polite.

Having figured out what the other party wanted to do, the shrine maiden cupped her hands in greeting and then wanted to slip away to do something important. Those older sisters who were too young were still a tough nut to crack for me right now. I'll come back another time.

However, my actions inspired those who came before me and made fewer people see the decline of the Emperor. The shogunate government was gradually established, and during the Tokugawa shogunate period, they even openly built the Songzhen Shrine for that traitor and appointed me as the "General Governor of Edo".

Getting back to the main point, what Jingu meant by "learning" was that I hadn't learned from the experience of my predecessors and was now openly displaying my own name, lest I become a target of criticism.