Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

After a moment of arrogance, she bit down on Jingu's neck, her tense body relaxing, only to tense up again suddenly.

"Although there are few gods or mysterious things in that world, they are all separate from human beliefs and natural manifestations. But there are definitely no alien life forms. They are not beings that are completely the same as you or humans."

After her initial arrogance, she gritted her teeth and spoke, her face flushed, as she reached out to help the shrine upright in the water.

Some people feel pleasure in stepping on others, but they don't feel any sense of inferiority when they are raising a flock of chickens and sheep.

"I know, I know, you're less experienced than him in that area."

My fingernails dug into the back of the shrine maiden, and after my initial arrogance, I only regretted that the shrine maiden was so hard that I could hardly even leave a few marks on her back.

"Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"What? Is it strange? Does he think you're some kind of villain who used to bully others?"

"But you should remind him that there are definitely no extraterrestrial visitors or life forms. He should be extremely careful, after all, they are life forms beyond your conventional understanding."

The shrine is full of doubts about yourselves. I may lie occasionally, but I am always honest.

"Stop talking nonsense! He still owes you eight requests!"

"Ha, that fox of a man, Tamamo has been in the environment for many years and he still calls himself Tamamo."

"You've never been lying, this is truly evil, isn't it?"

"Ah, globalization."

Originally, I was also worried

He was too complacent, which now seems quite natural.

"Actually, you didn't even consider extraterrestrial life, after all, you later encountered extraterrestrial fish that had nothing to do with humans."

"Well, let's just assume he's telling the truth."

Before the arrogant woman could finish speaking, she was dragged into the water by the shrine. The unfamiliar feeling made her think that she was going to repeat the same mistake, but she found that the shrine had not done anything to her.

He climbed out of the water, stunned. His initial arrogance faded, replaced by a hint of bewilderment. Had that woman truly changed her ways today? She actually touched him, even though he hadn't done anything wrong!

"You just came to see if you were sick, and you ended up soaking in a hot spring all by yourself in such a downpour."

"Yes, lack of confidence is a bad thing, but being blindly self-confident from a young age is a bad thing."

Jingu swirled his wine glass, his gaze unfocused.

"That guy, he put it so meanly, but isn't he just playing hard to get? You're the one who believes his nonsense."

"In the end, it's just a large island nation with a population of 1.2 million and a territory of over 40 square kilometers. Even if I conquered it, I wouldn't feel any sense of accomplishment."

Moreover, the gods in that world seem to have all been burying themselves in the mundane world. Of course, in our country, the mundane world is probably called by some other name, such as the seven worlds in the West, or the Pure Land in Buddhism.

It refers to the most famous eight noble children: Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo, the Buddhists of Yingzhou, and Yama, who is said to be outside hell.

"That's right..."

After her initial arrogance, she tentatively lifted a corner of the bath towel, only to nervously wrap it up again before feeling the unfamiliar gaze upon her.

If you're so focused on what you see, what's the point of that other world?

Jingu shook his head, certain that he hadn't reached the point where he could destroy anyone with a single breath; that would only make him feel bored.

"After all, we live in a globalized world now. If we only focus on that island nation, we'll suffer some losses and difficulties."

"The following is just to punish him for being a riddle teller. He knew beforehand that he was deliberately trying to trick you. He's been behaving very well lately, and today he even took the initiative to care about you, so of course you should be a little mean to him too."

After her initial tsundere attitude, she argued with me about that issue, and it's related to the fact that what Jingu said was true.

Jingu rolled over, forcing the arrogant girl to turn her head and look at me. I cursed inwardly.

Could it be that something really went wrong today?

The shrine maiden wanted to hear the tsundere rambling on, even though I was far less experienced than her, since I hadn't actually come into contact with any of the alien life forms.

Gan Yan nodded in satisfaction, her fluffy fox tail swaying.

Jingu laughed.

That's bad; something seems wrong.

"So he came all this way not to warn you against being arrogant from a young age, or to remind you that failure can cloud your judgment, is that right?"

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Chapter 189: Yulan Festival

The thunderstorm had stopped overnight.

The scorching summer sun, after only one day of rest, was once again hanging in the sky, relentlessly baking the earth.

In high spirits, the shrine maiden lay in the cool water, half of her body exposed, puffing away on a white jade-like pipe.

Sure enough, all women are the same: they want things but won't say them out loud; they can be proactive but prefer to be passive, otherwise they'll lose face.

He might say he was only forced into it, but if he doesn't flirt with her for a while, she'll start to doubt her own charm, wondering if she's lost her appeal, and become anxious and insecure, even taking the initiative to pursue him.

So, women...

"Lord Jingu, there is an invitation from Buddhists."

Narukami opened the sliding door and walked in, kneeling before the shrine and handing over the gold-leaf-like paper.

"Buddhism?"

The shrine was somewhat puzzled. Why would Buddhism invite him? Was it because of the death of Hachiman Daisakusatsu?

The Buddhist All Souls' Festival, also known as the Ullambana Festival or the So-called "Soul Sacrifice," is a Buddhist festival held by the Buddha.

The two exchanged a glance, and it was the Ugly Empress who decided to speak first.

Hongye and the ugly empress were sitting outside the palace. They glanced at each other, but then turned their faces away without saying a word.

"What's wrong? Why are you two visiting together? Did something happen?"

"Does Master want to go? If she does want to go, you should refuse."

"Damn it, since he's going to take advantage of me, I guess you can have that guy."

Yesterday, the shrine's original plan was to beat the Ugly Queen to her knees, kill Minamoto no Mitsunaka in front of you, and show you the utmost respect amidst your indecisiveness.

Momiji waved her hand, and Ogasawara Yoriko, whose hands and feet were bound by resentment, was pulled back from the doorway.

"Ahem, it's nothing serious, what's the big deal?"

Buddhism is deeply ingrained in Japan, even more so than Shintoism in Japan. This problem was not solved even when Emperor Meiji ordered the two to be separated.

Narukami was about to fold the gold paper when he was interrupted by the shrine maiden who took the invitation from his hand.

The Buddhist ceremony will be held tomorrow, while the summer festival will be held from tomorrow evening until the evening before yesterday, starting with a grand fireworks display to symbolize the beginning of summer.

Outside the shrine, which is not the usual area for the great priest, Chiyo, Kaguya, and others, the area around the Sheke family is the activity area of ​​noblemen like Hanayama-in Haru and Kunimitsu.

Because the modifications made to Ogasawara Yoriko's body had not yet masked the original Genji bloodline, Momiji remained rational and thus controlled herself from making a move.

Jingu has never brought anyone else to places like the ones where he drinks and makes merry with Ibuki and Momiji every night.

But what does that have to do with the shrine? I don't have anyone I need to confess to. I'm just trying to make up for the lack of romance I have with the many men around me.

In Yingzhou, the Obon Festival is the most important festival of the year and one of the festivals with the longest holiday. In particular, a grand summer festival is also held at the same time as the Obon Festival.

"Go and take a look. During the day, attend our Dharma assembly, and in the evening, stroll around the festival with them."

Meeting him outside the shrine wasn't particularly strange.

It was awkward. Although we weren't drinking buddies, running into you two at that time gave me a strange feeling of being caught, since you two are such big idiots as Tamamo-no-Mae and Bao Ji.

“Gang Huai came from the Genji, so let him handle it. After all, he is the enemy of the Genji.”

She was speechless! Now that things had come to this, how could the shrine maiden possibly bring herself to speak up?

"What about Hongye? Is he alright?"

Of course, this is just an analogy. For most women, encountering that situation would lead to a bloody and chaotic battle, but for me, it just feels a little strange.

"You came here specifically to thank him. Yesterday, you were clearly his adversary, yet he saved your life. There's nothing you can do for me, so please don't hesitate to ask."

"I thought your condition was just a side effect of living in such a small area without renovations, but when I came down this morning I found that your breathing was still not normal, so I know what to do with you now."

Waving his hand, he politely declined the ugly queen's offer of gratitude, and then turned to look at Kureha.

The shrine maiden, dressed in tattered clothes, strolled out leisurely and looked at the two of them.

"The invitation was sent by the thirteen sects of Yingzhou, who wish to invite the host to the upcoming Buddhist All Souls' Festival."

"Oh, right, Master, his two friends haven't come to see him yet."

"He's the same. What's the harm in letting someone stab him a couple of times? Is letting someone vent their anger really that bad?"

“Gang Huai, you’re going to the Ullambana Festival tomorrow. Take him with you and let him listen to the so-called Buddhist chants. See if they can really make people hate.”

Faced with the sincere expression of the ugly queen, Jingu instinctively uttered this classic line, but swallowed it back down.

The wounds on his body had not healed much, but he was still somewhat listless, probably because of his current state as a prisoner.

Although everyone outside thought that the shrine had driven them to extinction, the shrine never thought of such a thing. He had only beaten them up. It was Minamoto no Yoritomo who killed Hachiman.

Therefore, summer festivals are also a low period for confessions from both men and women, since summer vacation is about to begin and the beautiful summer will be sealed away along with the bittersweet memories of youth.

It's actually quite strange. Apart from the island vacation, for the rest of the time, the beautiful men around Jingu are clearly separated, each with their own area of ​​activity.

So it's rather strange that Momiji and Ushi-go-go broke out of their usual activity area and came to the outside of their shrine today.

Those words left Hongye speechless. What did she mean by saying that being stabbed twice would be fine? Was he the one who would feel the pain?

"The Obon festival..."

Jingu flicked Ogasawara Yoriko's fingers a few times, and seeing the resentful look in Tadano's eyes, Jingu laughed instead.

So, summer isn't even nearing its end yet. Before the summer festival begins, the weather will turn cool and prepare for autumn.

She was wearing Minamoto no Yoritomo's clothes!

As a result of Minamoto no Yoritomo, the original humiliation scenario turned into a scheme to help someone who had a grudge against him. Minamoto no Yoritomo himself became the one who killed Minamoto no Mitsunaka, and the shrine ended up with nothing to bear.

"Forehead..."