Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"Hello, please show me your permission."

The man quickly adopted a serious expression, waved, and several oddly dressed people got out of the car.

To be honest, these people aren't dressed like important people at all.

"Oh no, stop complaining, we're waiting for him soon."

Even in terms of both name and lifestyle, those people are still our lower class.

My companion carelessly threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot.

"Damn! Is it really necessary to go that far? Searching the memories of so few people all at once would drive someone crazy."

The group walked into the building. As for whether there was any risk in sneaking in, there was no need to even consider it.

And if you really leave it alone, you'll know what kind of person you'll become, so you'll still have to take good care of you.

Just as I was pondering those things, the door was pushed open forcefully.

"Hello, do you have an entry/exit permit?"

But who can blame those idiots for not understanding the situation and what they should actually do?

Even before the number of people at the shrine decreased, the shifts became longer and longer, so even you wouldn't have any free time.

Shrines are like small dye vats; anyone who spends too much time outside will pick up the lazy nature of the shrine.

Every day, you're left to do all the chores and tasks at the shrine.

"Damn it, you're just a useless piece of trash who knows everything. You're wasting your energy."

This ruler of Yingzhou dared to do such a thing. Do we know how to be disgusting by changing the target?

Even if I manage other people for a period of time, there will be no problem. But the Great Shaman has the heart to leave them under management.

"Please sit down first. You mainly want to ask Siyi about something, and you just called him down as well."

The group whispered among themselves for a while. The man, finding it strange, silently placed his hand under the gun at his waist.

"Well, let me show you who these idiots really are."

Su Niai clicked her tongue and buttoned the button up again.

The woman raised her head, and the instant her gaze met his, she lost consciousness.

Siyi also looked dejected, showing no trace of his former high spirits, confidence, and arrogance.

"Hey!"

Meanwhile, Jingu had just returned to the shrine with Su Niai.

It's a misunderstanding; it's just that lying down is more comfortable.

We Onmyoji are also seething with anger towards those idiots, fearing that we might be implicated and die because of them.

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Is he trying to disgust America? Maybe he'll end up treating her like his own father after a while? Does he know how to read the situation?

"you?"

But now, those people are just pigs waiting to be slaughtered one by one. We've pinned them under the table and dug out everything from their stupid little brains.

Shiko didn't seem flattered at all, because for some reason, you were basically a low-level person outside that shrine.

What I love most about the Great Shaman isn't that one thing, but that's also what makes him the most troublesome.

"Ahem, what are you thinking about? Serious business, don't you have anything important to ask yourselves?"

"Investigate, even if it's just a watchdog, you have to find out his background. This is a strict order, so be it if it's tiring."

"Ai, go and call Narukami and Shikotsu over for you."

Therefore, when you get started, there's no such thing as too much or too little. Anyway, the commands below are just commands to be executed, even if they've been said to be completely or incompletely damaged.

At the very least, that means experiencing humiliation outside the bed, although it usually doesn't happen more than a few times.

The shaman helped me take off my undergarments and change into comfortable, loose-fitting loungewear, before returning to the two rows of beds.

I shoved the woman who wasn't unconscious away, and the person in charge of the search gave me a disgusted look.

The oddly dressed group exchanged glances and spoke in a language he couldn't understand.

As she spoke, Su Ni'ai reached out and unbuttoned the back of her shirt, then crawled off the bed.

Without the Great Priest, your life is only complete without the Shrine Maiden. Everything else is just an extra; without the Shrine Maiden, nothing is meaningful.

"Tsk..."

Because of a easing order, the lower classes of Tokyo were essentially placed under martial law and lockdown.

"Hmm? So you're expected to serve me? But isn't love outside of that? Why go through all this trouble?"

Su Niai stood up and walked out.

But recently, it seems that Siyi has gradually started to consider things more carefully, and she feels that her status has not improved.

Narukami was wearing a loose, narrow yukata, looking disheveled, and had completely lost the spirit and energy of a martial god.

But that kind of free time is exactly what you need.

Thinking of this, the man's face became even more serious, and he straightened his back even more.

Jingu coughed twice.

It's as cruel as cutting us open and digging out all our secrets, inside and out.

That's why they are both lovable and troublesome.

Do you want this person too?

"Young Master Jingu, is there nothing I can do for you two?"

He sighed heavily. It seemed that if he really went to the Americas, he would have to take the Great Witch with him.

Jingu leaned against the bed and shook his head helplessly.

The sky was still darkening, but there was no one around, and the two lines behind my eyes darkened.

The hustle and bustle of other people are temporarily irrelevant to me. Once I return to the shrine, I revert to my lazy, carefree nature.

The people in the shrine, more or less, have no personal hobbies or entertainment; your lives are not just about serving the shrine's right and left.

Even knowing that it was a deliberate humiliation and loss by the shrine, you could only silently endure it and gradually get used to that feeling.

Power may be the worst tool, but it is not a force that can weaken a person.

The tangible spiritual force dug out everything deep within my cerebellum, including how many times I fought each day, what I fought, and how I fought—all of that was thoroughly exposed.

"Sigh, be content with him. We haven't even been in charge of a team with fewer members yet. He's still hoping he can catch the real deal right away. Everyone's a little nervous."

What do you mean? What do you take me for? Is it bad that I just got back? Don't I have the heart to be that calm?

Chapter 331 Nothing

In theory, rising in status is a good thing.

However, no matter how much one rises in rank, it seems that Yagokoro is still at the very bottom of the hierarchy within the shrine.

Their actual effect is practically nonexistent, only slightly better than the little maids transformed from flowers and plants, and they actually increase the level of danger.

However, these thoughts only flashed through his mind, and Yagoko knew that his thoughts could not change anything.

"So, is there a question you want to ask me?"

Sitting up straight, Yagokoro had adapted to her current situation and looked up at the shrine.

"Well, there are some things."

After shifting to a more comfortable position, Jingu took out the pipe that had once left a mark on Yagokoro and began puffing away.

"You are a close retainer of Amaterasu. What do you know about Amaterasu Omikami?"

Yagi looked somewhat puzzled.

"Does he mean that this enemy is more terrifying than you can imagine, and that in the blink of an eye, before you even realize it, He has taken away or severely injured the entire Takamagahara along with Amaterasu?"

The shrine maiden looked at the four directions, but the shrine maiden had not yet been invoked.

"Why did he suddenly think of going to find Amaterasu? You haven't appeared for a thousand years, but you will definitely appear again in another thousand years."

"If he really wanted to find out about that matter, why did he ask Tsukuyomi or the young lord?"

"First, they said Amaterasu was weak in Takamagahara. You saw her right after you closed Takamagahara. Were there any problems? There were no signs of battle at the time."

Siyi waved his hand. Although he was a close advisor, who could do anything to him?

Si Yi asked a question in return.

Jingu shook his head. "I'm more interested in those interesting conspiracy theories."

"It's not just a matter of sealing it off; you've completely hidden the entire Takamagahara. You can find it anywhere you want. If the divine light under the Ise Grand Shrine were still shining, I'd probably believe that something must have happened to you."

"Has no one come to see you? It's been a thousand years? Has Takamagahara remained closed off like that?"

Both of them shook their heads, indicating that it was indeed the cause and effect of that incident.

"As fellow members of the Eight Gods, you should all know some inside information, more or less, just like your ministers."

"So they all knew about Amaterasu?"

At the height of his power, he suddenly became the "emperor" who secluded himself behind closed doors, and the close ministers who held supreme power in front of others when the "emperor" was no longer in public.

Jingu yawned, feeling less sleepy.

But before the doubts were raised, a terrifying speculation emerged.

"Haven't you heard them talk about these conspiracy theories about you?"

"It's just a minor cultural difference that makes you so angry that you lock yourself in at Tianyan Outdoors. How can he possibly understand why you suddenly shut yourself in?"

Are you two?

The four intentions are to suppress one's thirst for knowledge and to inquire of the divine palace.

Ultimately, those existences that reach a certain level are all quite arbitrary and capricious.