Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"What? Isn't this the last one? Why give up at the very last moment?"

"Yeah, what does that mean?"

"Did you two agree to put on a show for us?"

Although they had hesitated a bit before, they have now expressed their dissatisfaction.

He caressed the back of your hand with a somewhat frivolous gesture, an unexpected act that caught Aoandon off guard.

Even if we say less, we still need to question it, and then we can truly feel that nothing has appeared.

"What's important now is, what is he?"

After I die, this video of mine will probably go viral, right? I've been making ghost-hunting videos for so many years, and I guess I've finally met the real deal.

Therefore, if we eliminate or change that point of interference, it will not work.

"How boring. What kind of creature are you? A lamp spirit? A fire spirit from hell? A monster? Or just a ghost story?"

A beautiful woman, carrying a blue lantern, suddenly appeared from the darkness and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"strangeness..."

"So... I'll have to bear with it for you."

The hidden air conditioner, which the paranormal detective had turned off, suddenly turned on, blowing out a blast of cold air that instantly extinguished the flame in his arms, plunging the entire room into darkness.

The paranormal detective was speechless. He knew that even if he said that the shrine was a ghost in disguise, others would only think that he was acting. But at this moment, he believed the shrine's words without any doubt.

That approach doesn't apply to the shrine.

Now, Aoandon probably understands that she has fallen into someone else's trap, but she remains quite calm.

"Him! You're just a great demon who can only appear on ordinary days. There's nothing worth plotting against you."

Was I tricked? Was I fooled by that big guy? But my strength seemed fake!

"Isn't that why Ibuki mentioned him to you?"

Amidst the panicked cries of the crowd, the paranormal detective slumped dejectedly onto the table.

Because the shrine is very strange, Ibuki would sometimes bring up the matter of Aoandon to me out of the blue.

Before that, you realize that no one is still standing outside, unaffected by anything.

That strange feeling caused Aoandon's expression to change involuntarily; the shrine was digging into all the secrets hidden within you.

Just as I was stunned and everyone was discussing what had just happened, my gaze suddenly darkened again.

"What's wrong with him? Is it an impromptu performance?"

Like a male ghost, yes, it's the same as the typical male ghosts and vengeful spirits of Yingzhou, lacking any sense of transparency in its spirit form.

This guy would proactively tell me those things, if it's because he doesn't have any secrets or is from a family or friends.

There awaits you there.

"Before the Ullambana Festival begins, you will lose your power of commitment, revert to a special blue lamp, and have no meaning whatsoever."

The candlestick outside the paranormal detective's arms also ignited with blue flames, setting my entire body ablaze. The flames, though cold, seeped into my body and burst forth from one of my acupoints.

The clothes fell under the table, while I was sucked away before I could even burn to a tiny flame.

You must protect the last candle flame in your hand, otherwise...

"It's just a slow process of getting to know him, after all, he'll answer truthfully, right?"

Whether it was joy or relief, one participant patted his chest.

The shrine maiden holds your hand and lifts the blue lamp from your grasp.

"As expected, you thought he would show up."

"Although I know he doesn't have many people, in the past, whenever the lamps were lit, one less beauty would appear, which made it a bit less fun."

Although Lü Jiajing is a minor demon, the fear and souls collected by the green lamp in your hand are enough to make even several minor demons unable to survive.

Aoandon is a yokai that can only appear on specific days, just like so-called fairies that can only appear in certain seasons.

The shrine maiden had no major "what ifs," but she didn't think too much about it either, since she was going to lose money no matter what.

My paranormal detective's partner thought I had added the scene myself for the video.

"Indeed, he is very ordinary, but the reason he sided with that lamp seems to have no explanation."

As I stroked Aoandon's hair, you radiated a fluorescent glow, just like the lantern in my hand. Even your skin and hair were a faint bluish hue.

"Who is he?"

Having concluded the tale of a hundred stories told by everyone, he waved the blue lantern in his hand after we screamed in surprise.

Just as he was about to use the green lamp to absorb the other party's soul again, the lamp in his hand was suddenly pressed down by the other party.

"It's a rather uninteresting story."

Aoandon shook her head, trying to persuade the shrine to let you leave.

The so-called loss of the power to submit is not because, outside of the conventional understanding of the world, that kind of monster can only appear on specific days.

"The game isn't even over yet, what's the point of acting?"

Anything can happen?

This wasn't the first time the shrine had done something like that.

"What is he doing!?"

"He wouldn't have had much time to understand who you are before, so you're just wasting your breath introducing yourself to him."

"Ah, so nothing happened even at the very front?"

The shrine maiden's hand reached straight into the body of the blue lantern. The creature's body was filled with pure blue flames, truly a pure spiritual being.

In my utter despair, a sudden, dim light stung my eyes. My companion hadn't turned on the room's incandescent light yet, and everything seemed normal, except that I was slumped under the table.

"You know he doesn't have any ulterior motives, but capturing you won't make a difference."

As if the power had gone out, the entire room returned to a completely white state.

The paranormal detective, somewhat stunned, looked at Jingu and found that Jingu also had a regretful expression on his face.

The dim light was rekindled under the extinguished candlesticks, but instead of being cool, the blue flames emitted a heat, blooming one by one and illuminating the room.

The souls of the crowd, like burning candle flames, flew out from the holes in their faces and rushed toward the blue lamp in your hand.

The room was in a mess for a moment, and the unexpected turn of events left everyone somewhat dissatisfied, but we quickly quieted down.

Lu Jiajing frowned and tried to pull her hand away to go forward, but Shen Gong pulled her even closer.

Finished!

"What's wrong? What are we going to act out this time?"

"That area seems to contain the souls and fears of countless humans; the sheer quantity suggests it's been accumulating for a long time..."

She tried to resist, but Qingxingdeng was only a minor demon, so naturally she couldn't shake the shrine in the slightest.

"What is he going to do!? Ah!!!"

Chapter 205 Fireworks

The night is getting darker.

The summer festival atmosphere remains vibrant, and the sweltering summer is drawing to a close.

People who have been cooped up in the sweltering heat will also take a rare break from their air-conditioned rooms to relax a little and escape the oppressive heat.

As the festival drew to a close, the crowds gradually converged on the Ota River or nearby parks and wetlands.

The fireworks festival is about to begin, and people are naturally flocking to the best viewing spots.

On the Ota River, there are also many houseboats floating on the water. When the riverbank is very crowded, taking a boat to enjoy the view is a good idea.

The Tokyo Skytree, also known as the Tokyo Sky Tree, is the tallest building in Tokyo. The area on top of the tower, which is usually open to the public, was completely booked out tonight.

This is precisely the kind of skillful use of power.

The girls sitting at the highest point in all of Tokyo had no intention of looking down on the world.

There was only one thought in my mind: Why hasn't that guy arrived yet?

Kaguya retreated under the sofa, found a comfortable position, stretched, and was about to reach for her game console, but couldn't find it.

The fireworks display, in its final salvo lasting several minutes, illuminated the entire night sky, with lonely starlight falling upon it.

The blue lantern in front of her looked aggrieved. She dared to speak up. She was supposed to be a low-key character, but before being roughly kneaded by the shrine maiden, she was completely transformed into the shape of the shrine maiden.

No matter what their origins are, they can always manifest themselves in ways that are considered ugly. Whether they are gods or demons, they are all beings born from humanity.

The people on the right and left are just a bunch of ordinary people, like weeds. Among the millions of ordinary people in the city, how many can stand out, become famous in history, and be sung about in the past?

Suddenly, Jingu appeared, waving a game console in his hand. The dim light illuminating Jingu's face made him look anything but sinister, and Kaguya, who abruptly turned her head, almost rolled off the sofa.

As soon as Hanayama Haru finished speaking, the lights of Tokyo began to go out one after another, and the colorful neon lights below dimmed.

The fireworks bursting behind our eyes are a true reflection of the world.

Su Niai looked at the blue lantern holding a lamp in front of the shrine, and spoke with the air of an empress.

"Hmm? Hasn't the shrine maiden arrived yet?"

The fact that the shrine maiden went out and brought back a new beauty was strange to everyone, but it wasn't a big deal.

Is there any way to survive?

In Tokyo, only the underground lights remained lit, and most of the landmark buildings remained operational.

Fireworks of various shapes and sizes are arranged in a chaotic yet intricate design, shooting into the sky. Each burst of fireworks embodies a person's aspirations.

The men around the shrine maiden temporarily set aside their own concerns and looked at the scenery behind them. The great shaman nestled in the shrine maiden's arms.

Hanayama Inshun looked around and realized that one crucial person was missing.

Even if he regards human life as worthless and the world as a sandbox in his palm, Jingu still holds no expectations or tenderness for that world.