Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

All eight of them fell silent. After a while, Ibuki raised her head and removed the neck ring that she always wore, even when she was wearing a swimsuit.

“From the moment you were born, you were raised in a secluded mansion by Genji. I will wait until you reach the right age to give birth to my offspring in your body, an offspring that combines the blood of the demons and the blood of the Genji.”

"Don't just offer explanations! Tell me, what's going on between them?"

"That's the real reason Ibuki called him here today—to reveal the key information to him."

"Is the wound on your neck still bleeding? Does it still ache when you drink alcohol? When you're in pain, have you ever thought about taking revenge for this knife wound?"

"In order to regain power and to change his weak and capable self, Minamoto no Tsunemoto, who was transformed from a member of the royal family into the so-called Genji, was willing to do so. So he prayed to the Eighth Demon King, hoping to change everything by relying on the power of the demons."

Beneath her beautiful neck, a smooth wound cut open Ibuki's entire neck. It was not horrible, but rather strange. Even now, it has not fully healed and still looks as if it was just left.

"Even so, it is not because of that that you should hate. Being born as a tool of Genji is your mission, the purpose of your birth, and you have no complaints or hatred about it."

"Don't say things like you've already taken revenge. Ugly Gozen's current state makes it unclear whether you're after revenge or something else."

"Some truths about you, about the Genji."

Faced with the shrine's serious words, Kureha pushed me away with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

“You were indeed born from the blessing of the Eighth Demon King, but the one who prayed to him was not some farmer, but the ancestor of the Seiwa Genji, Minamoto no Tsunemoto.”

"He had heard the legend of 'Togakushi Oki' Momiji, but that was just hearsay. Did he know the truth of the legend?"

Red leaves showed no shame or annoyance; beneath their fair skin, the gaze of the shrine cast no blush, and there was no inexplicable eroticism.

Ugly Queen, or rather Minamoto no Yorimitsu, has a pretty face similar to Ibuki's, as if they were sisters, which seems to indicate the complicated relationship between the two.

"But, still"

"Whether that day ever came or not, the intention never came. Yuan Jingji treated you as a breeding machine and a tool, never thinking of educating you or telling you anything, leaving you to fend for yourself in the front yard, until one day my wives and concubines stepped into the room where you were living."

"Look, that's the scar left at the foot of Xiaojiang Mountain back then. They cleanly and decisively cut off your entire head. It really hurt so much, and it still hurts now."

Momiji recounted to the shrine that her hatred for the Genji was not unfounded, but a genuine and deep-seated grudge.

I think the silence is just a way of saying things are trivial. Men fighting is the most boring thing ever. I see a bunch of men fighting each other every day, they fight in bed, and then they fight in a different way off the bed. It's so boring.

After only letting the shrine maiden glance at her, Momiji quickly pulled down her collar and wrapped her clothes tighter.

Jingu pricked up his ears, looking like he was listening intently.

"And the result of the prayer was that you were born, as a being bestowed by the Eighth Demon King to change the bloodline of the Genji."

Jingu, holding his sake, looked right and left, and said with little interest.

"I don't want to do it because it's pointless to kill ordinary people who only have bloodlines. What about you, Ibuki?"

"I saw it, but I was careless in looking at it. I suggest you take another careless look."

"He said so, didn't he? Seeing that wound, he didn't seem to have any particular feelings? Ugly Queen? Ox-Demon? Ox-Headed Heavenly King? Or does he prefer the name the Minamoto clan gave him, Minamoto no Yorimitsu?"

It seems that only the Shingu clan knows about that matter, while Momiji remains relatively calm.

"Who told him to watch that!"

Beneath the pale, soft flesh at the heart of the red leaf, at the source of the fiery red patterns, in a perfectly mirror-like hollow, lies a swirling, vortex-like crystal.

"What I see are only the corpses of my wives and concubines scattered all over the ground, and you, who are still old, but are emptying the internal organs of my beloved concubine, tasting the human heart and liver for the first time, and bathing in blood."

"See? Your origins?"

Noticing the shrine's gaze, Kureha shook her head.

Hongye, who is usually understanding, gentle and intellectual, uttered cold and piercing words at this moment.

It is not a demon disguised in human skin to harm us, but rather a baby with the blood of a demon or god that we pray to, which is then used as a tool for procreation and to change our bloodline.

When she spoke of that, Hongye's tone was not simple, suggesting that she might have had some feelings about what happened back then, or perhaps nothing at all.

Ibuki was rendered speechless by Momiji's retort and fell silent for once. Ugly Queen also remained silent, saying nothing.

A crimson demon horn protruded from the back of Momiji's forehead, and fiery red patterns, like tattoos, climbed down her neck and face. Momiji's kimono was open, revealing its light and cumbersome fabric.

"Look over there."

Jingu spoke ill of others, but his eyes never wavered, his gaze fixed on the tiny, sinful face behind the red leaves.

"Hiss, is that bad?"

"Just like a child would play with the insects on the ground, you, as the man of the demons, would instinctively play with these guys who have invaded your territory, until Genkyō arrives."

"I......"

Thus, in your own words, the legendary wicked woman, Momiji, is transformed from a villain into a victim.

"Legend has it that you were the child of a peasant couple in Togakushi who prayed to the Eighth Demon King. You went to Kyoto and became Minamoto no Tsunemoto's concubine. You were exiled because of jealousy and the killing of his wife. The difference between that and the truth is small, just the order is reversed."

"Let's get serious, but we need to be mindful of the occasion."

Chapter 177 The Blood of Genji

"And then? What happened next?"

Jingu pressed for more information.

"Then, for many reasons, perhaps the news that I was keeping demons at home got out, or perhaps it was just because I saw that scene that Genji became afraid. In any case, I was eventually exiled to the Togakushi area. You can probably guess what happened next."

If he could, perhaps Genji did want to kill Momiji, but perhaps he was reluctant to give up his achievement, or perhaps he was worried that killing the daughter bestowed by the Sixth Demon King would bring him revenge.

So Momiji survived and was exiled to the remote Togakushi area, where she, a demon, met a couple who changed her life.

With the sequence of events reversed, the role that Momiji plays in the whole story becomes completely different.

From a wicked and cunning female ghost to a tool, although Momiji's actions are evil to humans, is the source of this evil the very thing that was prayed for her birth and then treated as a mere tool?

"So that couple died? Died in the battle where Yuan Jingji later sent troops to attack you?"

Even a fool could guess what was going to happen next.

Hongye was carefully taught and became the kind and gentle person she is today. In legend, she took in the remnants of Taira no Masakado's army after his defeat, which may have actually happened in reality.

Yuan Niugui was speaking when Mo Bin interrupted him, cursing him.

"You're wrong! That's not the secret of the Minamoto clan. The secret to how they were able to defeat the Taira clan with their remaining troops in the Genpei War is that the Demon Blood was hidden for a small part of the time."

"I'm just giving him a brief overview of what's to come, and also letting you understand yourself better."

That's why you must hate, hate more than anything, but this gentle yet stern and fierce nature of the church makes you restrain yourself.

Hongye concealed her demonic traits and reverted to her elegant and alluring demeanor as a courtesan.

"Although they are called ghosts and gods, they are actually demons. The ghost slayers and evil spirits bleed the same blood. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Jingu stroked his chin, recalling the scene from that day.

"But the truth is, your father was even more insane than your ancestors. I offered my wife to the spirits, and you were born. Because you were a baby girl, I abandoned you at Senso-ji Temple when you were young, but then brought you back when you came of age."

"He knew the legend of Mobin, but in the legend, there was one that Ibuki had never heard of, which was that the strange baby born to Minamoto no Mitsunaka's wife was abandoned at Senso-ji Temple and was then defeated by you, Minamoto no Gyuki."

First of all, Yuan Mobin decided to speak first. To be honest, it was a bit strange for someone with such ferocious bull horns to say that he was Yuan Mobin.

"Since this concerns the Genji, you can speak first."

"So I was lured by the demon spirit outside the magatama, which stirred up the demon blood hidden in my body, which is why such a small change occurred."

When her blood boils, resentment makes Momiji unable to resist killing and seeking revenge. Yet, because she is unwilling to create such a situation, Momiji chooses to live a secluded life, far away from her hatred.

Your indecisiveness has led to your current situation. Are you at peace with it? But in the early days of Yuanjing Foundation...

Now that you've been dead for several years, you can no longer truly take revenge.

The first red leaf didn't die, but the others you took in, and the couple who taught you, probably all died in the battle at that time.

"So that story didn't explain anything? It had nothing to do with Raikou and Ushimoto Mobin?"

"Before your father arrived, he brought you back and made you appear as a woman. He named you Minamoto no Mobin and said that the demon Ibuki was defeated by my son Minamoto no Gyuki. This made you very old and you had not yet become famous in Kyoto or become a general in the eyes of the people."

"There are only a few minor discrepancies in the beginning. It was the destruction of the monsters, which led to the downfall of the Fujiwara clan and brought glory to the Minamoto clan for a period of time. However, because you were a woman disguised as a man, you did not leave any offspring."

"Since Kureha just mentioned that the Genji ancestors used the power of demons and gods to change their bloodline, let's start from there."

Lai Guang summarized it in one sentence.

"Let the two of you tell him yourselves about what happened between you two."

Even if Momiji is willing to mention this couple, Jingu can understand what it means to Momiji. They are more like parents than your true father, the Eighth Demon King, or the Genkiji who gave birth to you.

"The so-called Ugly Queen was the title given to the yokai Mobin. At that time, everyone knew that the yokai Ibuki was male, so the title of Queen was used."

"I see. So the next time they kill someone, the others swallowing the magatama is just a special kind of demonic transformation, while the person in front is not strange at all."

While Jingu understands the red leaves, he also forgets the original problem.

“Fool, it’s because all my other children are useless, but he’s the only one who’s useless to me, which is why I treat him like that.”

I understand. That's a bad way of putting it. Who doesn't sleep with everyone and still remember their names? Right?

Ultimately, Yuan Jingji probably didn't want to leave this political stain, and in order to add a merit to his own record, he sent troops to attack Hongye.

"But for some mediocre people, awakening that power is easy. We who possess the blood of the demons are naturally at a lower starting point than others. Even if they awaken spiritual power, they are just barely standing on the same starting point as us."

“Lai Guang is indeed wrong, but for you, Minamoto no Mitsuaki is indeed like a father, giving you care and everything you need. Even though I abandoned you, everything I did before was to try to make up for that mistake, and I was willing to make any sacrifice for you.”

Despite being scolded so harshly by Mo Bin, Yuan Niugui remained calm and composed.

"But the blood of the demons and gods still flowed up, into the bloodline of the Genji."

"Before he was born, this old bastard tried a few more times and had two more baby girls, but without bloodline, they were of little use and could only be used as breeding machines at first."

Jingu looked at Mo Bin and Yuan Niu Gui. The two exchanged a glance, knowing who should speak first and where to begin.

Did Gen Niugui refute Raikou's words? What was the reason behind everything you said to me? But as Gen Mobin, I willingly accepted everything I was taught and everything I knew.

"During the Heian period, the Fujiwara family was at the height of its power and prosperity. There was no minor Onmyoji like Abe no Seimei who enjoyed such glory. So your father, Minamoto no Mitsunaka, made the same decision as our ancestor."

The problems between the two of you are much simpler than the situation that Hongye experienced alone.

"So he's not stupid. He believed me when I said I was his father? He just ran off with me like that, and even risked his life for me. How foolish!"

Chapter 178 Twisted Sisters