Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

What's wrong with you?!

I hurriedly got up, but when I was halfway up, I fell back into the same state as last time, my whole body wouldn't obey my commands.

Damn it, where's the person secretly protecting him? What happened to the cooperation that guy promised?

"It's time for class, Mr. Takazukasa."

In Takatsukasa Sei's eyes, the vertical pupils that shone from Jingu's eyes were as cold as a snake, and his smile was tinged with malice.

With a gentle clap, Takaji Makoto's body moved on its own, tearing off his tie and ripping his shirt, standing openly and brazenly in the office.

No, no!

Having vaguely guessed what the shrine was planning, Takaji Makoto roared inwardly, but his body remained immobile, and he could only wait for the shrine's instructions.

"Tsk..." Jingu glanced at it twice, then suddenly changed his mind.

"Forget it, let's change classes. Doing this might cause you to develop some strange fetishes, and it will also offend the eyes of so many girls."

Jingu casually splashed the scalding hot tea on Takaji Sei, burning him so much that he instinctively wanted to cry out, but even his vocal cords were beyond his control, and he could only silently endure it.

But the changes that happened next terrified Takatsukasa Makoto even more. His muscles and bones began to deform, his hair began to grow, and his body became hunched over.

Makoto Takatsukasa felt his vocal cords return to normal, and when he tried to speak, all that came out were monkey chirps.

He, or as it should be called from this moment on, felt fear and madness, transforming from a human into a monkey. This unprecedented sense of fear occupied Takatsuki Sei's heart.

What made it even more devastating was that it couldn't even control itself and seemed to instinctively start to crawl on all fours, like a real monkey.

Jingu nodded in satisfaction.

"That's more like it! Let's change the physiology and hygiene class to biology! Let's go!"

With a casual flick of his finger, it felt like an invisible whip lashing his body. In pain, Takaji Makoto instinctively let out an anxious cry, and then, as if he had been trained a thousand times, he crawled towards the door on his own.

Crawling through the campus he usually walked on, he felt not only the fear of losing control of himself, but also unparalleled humiliation. He saw the surprised or disgusted looks of the students passing by.

In their eyes, he was still the sunny and dashing school teacher, Makoto Takaji, only now he was learning to crawl like a monkey.

"I am the fourth son of the Takatsukasa family. How dare you insult me ​​like this? You are dead! You will have no place in the entire Tokyo or the entire island of Japan!"

As he crawled on all fours, Takaji Makoto roared inwardly, knowing that the Shrine could hear him, absolutely could hear him.

"Is that so?" Jingu spoke, and from his smile, Takaji Makoto could not see a trace of fear or hesitation.

"We could have cut ties after you fainted yesterday, but why did you have to stir up trouble again?"

"You don't naively think that you're allowed to hit me and not be allowed to hit me back, do you?"

Upon entering the classroom where he usually gave lectures, Makoto Takaji spontaneously climbed onto the podium, while Jingu stood in his usual spot.

"As for what you're expecting, it's certainly not that simple, Mr. Takakasa. We still need you for the course."

A monkey stood on the podium, receiving the gazes of countless students, and chirping...

Chattering discussion

"Class, please be quiet. The next class has been changed to biology. The topic is..."

Jingu stood up, gestured with his hand, and the students below the stage quieted down. Then he took out a scalpel.

"The course content, of course, is, of course, the ever-popular topic of anatomy!"

Are they treating him like an experimental animal, placing him on a stage and toying with him at will?

Takatsukasa Makoto roared in fear and humiliation.

"If you just want to prove your strength, then this can end here. I will never appear in front of you again, otherwise the Takatsukasa family will never let you go, I swear!"

"It's always the Takatsukasa family, what does that have to do with me?" Jingu picked at his ear, looking impatient.

"Whether it's you or your family, they are all equally weak and meaningless to me."

Jingu held the knife and gestured it over the monkey's body, seemingly choosing a spot.

"Instead of making threats, I'd rather hope that some great master will jump out right now and rescue you from me. Otherwise, just wail or beg for mercy. Maybe I'll find that amusing and let you go."

Cruel, or rather, cold-blooded, this guy was completely different from his appearance. Beneath the body of a human boy was a heart that was entirely different from that of a human.

"Don't misunderstand. When it comes to cruelty, humans are the better ones, aren't they? Driven by interests, desires, and all sorts of things, you would slaughter your own kind, even regarding them as lowly animals. I, on the other hand, am simply indifferent to your life."

Jingu gave Takaji a bright smile, but the smile was anything but sunny in Takaji's eyes.

After gesturing for a while, Jingu put the sword down again, but at this moment, Takatsukasa Makoto did not feel that he was being merciful and wanted to let him go.

"As expected, I still know nothing. Let the professionals teach you."

Jingu clapped his hands, and Tamamo, who was wearing a white lab coat just like him, walked onto the stage with a small toolbox. Of course, she wouldn't miss such a good show, but don't really think she's some kind of virtuous person.

When Tamamo-no-Mae opened the toolbox and saw the cold tools inside, Makoto Takaji's fear inevitably reached its peak.

"Let me go! Please! Please, please let me go!"

"Don't rush, everyone will have to try it out later. You can't die like this."

After toying with Takaji Makoto to the point of being unrecognizable, Jingu finally let him go and cleaned up the mess.

In the end, he didn't completely destroy Takashi Makoto, but only left him with a painful psychological trauma.

Feeling incredibly kind, even somewhat saintly, the goddess sighed deeply. It seemed he truly couldn't be an evil god; he was too merciful.

Tamamo-no-Mae scoffed at the idea of ​​the shrine. The earlier part was something she was good at, but the shrine's sudden idea to carry out such an ultimate insult really opened her eyes.

She even suspected that after experiencing so many absurd mental blows, even if Takatsukasa Makoto's body hadn't died, his heart must have died completely.

Whether from a human or masculine perspective, Takatsukasa Makoto's dignity and personality were thoroughly toyed with and insulted by Jingu, to the point that mere physical pain was no longer worth mentioning.

"I went to the rooftop to get some fresh air, but now I feel a bit nauseous."

Jingu pouted. Although he hadn't touched Takaji Makoto, he still felt a little disgusted after calming down. It was probably what they call being carried away by passion.

“Agreed. Let me assist you. I used to be just a spectator in the stands.”

Tamamo-no-Mae wholeheartedly agreed; she even planned to throw the outfit away as soon as she got back.

The two walked side by side, and no one cared whether Takatsukasa Makoto was alive or dead.

The students in the classrooms affected by the shrine gradually woke up.

Chapter 20 Leisure

When the two arrived at the rooftop, they found that there were already people there.

With her long, light blue hair flowing freely, Nagai Seiko was dressed as she had been the day before, sitting in her usual spot.

"How cruel, the shrine is! Going to such lengths for an ordinary person. I thought I was watching some B-movie."

It seems that she had seen everything that the shrine had just done.

Although he said that, he still had a smile on his face and did not seem moved at all.

"And she's got a new female companion this time. Who is she this time? A lover disguised as an assistant?"

"I always feel that you all have a deep misunderstanding of me."

Jingu didn't seem to care that his actions had been witnessed by the Holy Son of Naju; instead, he started complaining about other issues.

"It's better to look for the reasons within ourselves, and I don't think this impression is a misunderstanding."

Tamamo-no-Mae added to the attack, then smiled at Narihisa Seiko.

"Hello, Nakai no Mamoru."

"I don't think I know you. I can only smell a fox. Could you be the Inari god?"

"It's alright, it's enough that I know you." Tamamo-no-Mae smiled and poked the shrine with her finger.

"What does Takatsukasa Makoto's matter matter? If you take this woman away now, do you believe that the whole of Tokyo will be waiting for those guys to turn it upside down?"

The fact that such words were spoken so openly and directly in front of the Holy Son of Naju caused the Holy Son of Naju to cast a glance at the Shrine, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"Shingu, are you really going to do this? I won't resist, but won't this cause misunderstandings?"

Seiko Nai's fingers poked at her soft little face.

"For example, your shrine maiden Suga, and probably many other people like that."

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she exclaimed, "Ah, it's not a misunderstanding at all. After all, you said yesterday that you liked me so much that you wanted to turn back time."

Although saying these things to Nai Seiko felt completely natural when they were alone together, when others were present, Jingu felt like he was being executed.

Tamamo-no-Mae's somewhat disgusted expression and her movement of distancing herself from him truly hurt the shrine.

"I never imagined you were such a greasy person. Do you talk to Su Wo'ai like that every day? Ugh~"

No, that's not what I meant.

Jingu racked his brains, trying to figure out how to defend himself. He'd rather be seen as a lecher than a greasy man.

"Was that just something you said casually back then?" Naju Seiko revealed a slightly sad expression at the right moment.

"As expected, Jingu just says that whenever he sees a pretty woman, right? I'm so stupid, really."

"I thought I was really liked by someone to that extent. I'm heartbroken."

Although her tone was mournful, she couldn't help but smile.

Forget it, I won't bother arguing with these women. They're just looking for fun in themselves.

Jingu hesitated, but then a loud thud as something fell from the building interrupted their conversation.

"Ah!!! Someone jumped off a building!"

Screams shattered the tranquility of the campus, and countless people peered out. When they discovered that the person who jumped was Makoto Takaji, the crowd grew larger and larger.

Unable to bear it any longer, she jumped off a building? Some people in the shrine...

I was surprised, but not particularly surprised.

"The Takatsukasa family will definitely retaliate against you now."

Nagai Seiko withdrew his gaze and smiled at the Shrine.

“Even if you humiliated him like this, as an unimportant second son, the Takatsukasa family would not necessarily make an enemy of a mysterious and unpredictable opponent like you for his sake. After all, there is always room for maneuver when you are alive.”

"But if he dies, it will be different. Even if it's not worth being his enemy, we can't just let it go for the sake of face."