Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Sato Sakurako did not understand the meaning of that sentence, and two fewer visitors were left in the cherry blossom-lined courtyard.

"You're trying to sound really bad, like you know him well. He's a tyrant."

Naturally, there are multiple arbitrary actions that allow no one to leave, and the underworld also has no administrators.

Although it's not your first time there, you'll still be touched by that peaceful and serene atmosphere every time you visit.

A very clumsy lie. Kagome Ruri glanced at you, as if she wanted to say something, but was stopped by the Shrine.

The White Night is not necessarily safe or terrifying; it also lacks a sense of security and coolness.

"I'd also like to take a look at the customs and culture of the underworld. I haven't had much to do lately, so I need some pure souls to use."

"Looks like he's forgotten how to talk to you? It's been so long, has he completely forgotten?"

Listening to the troubles of bad friends is something friends should do.

Sato Sakurako quickly waved her hand, "You can still tell that Yokumo doesn't want to appear behind the Shrine."

The artificial god project has taken an unexpected and dramatic turn, completely slipping out of your control.

"So, you came all this way to see the young master, is there nothing else you need?"

And in the center of the courtyard, beneath the largest and most vibrant cherry blossom tree.

Only then did Sakurako see the person following in front of Jingu.

A slightly familiar figure.

Sakura raised her cup, seemingly wanting to clink glasses with Yoshikawa.

Just because you're out there, you think no one can protect you? Even Gejing Liuli herself is in danger.

Slightly tipsy, even though the sake was very strong, it didn't stop Sato Sakurako from enjoying that tipsy feeling.

No wonder Kagome Ruri wanted to say something just now; she probably wanted to know who that person was.

Jingu smiled as she looked at the many men behind her, her words leaving everyone somewhat bewildered.

Sato Sakurako's voice brought you back from your daze, and you apologized to Sakurako with a slightly apologetic tone.

A pair of long legs emerged from under the hem of the kimono, their bare feet exposed to the air.

"He seems really worried lately. Has nothing bad happened?"

Shiyun raised the wine cup, which was filled with cherry blossoms, and took a large sip.

"Sakura, you've helped him, but he should be more careful himself."

"It's been a long time, Sakurako."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you still look just like he did just now."

The shrine maiden looked slightly disappointed and glanced up at the spot.

Besides the blooming and withering of flowers, and the gradual and rapid dissipation of the soul, there are no other things that can bring me joy.

"Four Clouds? Four Clouds?"

Sakura was taken aback for a moment, but quickly smiled and said sweetly:

Si Yun readily agreed, but the smiles on their faces changed instantly.

The lie that Sakura confided in her subconscious proved that she didn't have a friend who would secretly retreat to the underworld.

The mysterious and unpredictable Yoshikawa, who seemed to be able to stop you from anywhere, became a bad friend that Sato Sakurako could talk to.

A hilariously annoying smile, a fan that he doesn't seem to cherish, and an overly familiar greeting.

There was a small Japanese table with two sake cups on it.

You don't care about those things.

Jingu Shigeaki sat down with a smile and picked up a glass of wine.

Sakurako Sato leaned against a tree, her loosely draped cherry blossom-patterned kimono hanging on her body.

The underworld is the same as the animal realm, which is under the jurisdiction of Hell.

The Enma's businesslike attitude is truly both lovable and infuriating.

Sakura took out a new sake cup, knelt behind the large table, filled it with sake, and ate it with cherry blossom mochi as a main dish.

It can be seen that she was not wearing any complicated lining under her kimono.

If a bad friend looks worried, drinking will seem too depressing.

"He doesn't have any friends here? Should we invite them out for a drink?"

The contrast between the front and back is striking; they look like the same person.

"Now that I see it, I can see that the number of living souls in the underworld is indeed enormous. Even the flowers under the trees, the flames in the lanterns, and the things flying in the air are all conscious souls."

"No one's coming!"

"What ordinary matter could it be that I just came to see you?"

The falling cherry blossom petals silently landed in the wine cup.

Behind Sato Sakurako, a blond man in a purple dress stared blankly at the scenery of the underworld.

Kagome Ruri gave Sakura a very direct warning.

The two had known each other for quite a long time, in the underworld, where the world had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"That's a real shame. So you're leaving the Underworld? I was hoping to have one less friend to share a drink with."

In that underworld, where there is no strife or turmoil, all one can do is engage in slow, joyful activities after one's soul has been worn away by time.

"Yes, yes."

"The big problem is something to worry about, but recently there has been one less major obstacle, which has eased your headaches."

Jingu Man spoke carefully, which allowed Sakura to discover her flaw.

It's bad enough that you're already bothered by those things; there's no need to bring those troubles onto someone else.

Chapter 343 A Quiet Death

Jingu flicked his sake cup.

The surface of the cup rippled, and an invisible tremor emanated from the soft murmur.

In an instant, the cherry blossom garden, spanning dozens of miles, was covered in falling petals like snow, with countless souls transformed into cherry blossom petals drifting down.

The eight-foot-long magatama emitted a faint glow, as if it couldn't wait to feast on it.

But the two women beside him changed their expressions at the same time and blocked the Yasakani no Magatama.

"This won't work!"

"Jingu, we made a promise, didn't we?"

The restless Yasakani no Magatama was suppressed and could only remain there as an inanimate object.

"This place is peaceful and tranquil. Let your soul travel smoothly to the world of the end. Do not do anything here."

Born into the world of emotions and desires, we are constantly tormented by joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

"He gave you the means to force Yingzi to comply, so now you're going to force him to comply, do you understand?"

Jingu only wanted to scare Sakura, but he didn't expect to be attacked by two men instead.

Jingu gave Uta Jōruri a long rant.

"But Jin, who but a madman would do such a thing?"

"By the way, I don't know this friend of his yet. Last time, Fang introduced him to me. You must have had good intentions towards him."

It used to be better to be more diligent and less acquainted with certain people.

Is that demon star finally leaving?!

Only after repaying everything and before dissipating into the cycle of reincarnation can the lost souls come to the underworld.

Aside from the most insane people, no one would do anything to those souls who don't even have a self and have no connection to the world.

"It is to do whatever is possible outside of that place, so that life may pass away peacefully and reach its end."

You are surprisingly weak on the issue of the underworld.

Kagami Ruri's face flushed slightly as she released Jingu's hand.

"Never mind, he might be wrong too. You are indeed a gentle child."

"Huh? So that's what he was thinking about?"

Like flowers withering, like trees dying, like corpses buried in the soil decomposing.

Only then can one spend the most peaceful and stable period of time.

"You didn't have anything else to do that time, and you didn't have time to come to the underworld for a vacation last time. I hope he will give you a naughty 'hospitality' then."

Just before leaving, Jingu suddenly turned back to look at Sakurako and smiled again.

Jingu drank the wine in his cup, which still contained no flower petals, and stood up.

That woman has such a thick skin! Don't I have any shame?

In the hands of a pragmatist, the fate of those souls would naturally be different.

That unusual attitude also surprised Sakura.

Therefore, even if they are meaningless and will be degraded and worn away in this world.

This is probably the gentlest part of the entire cycle of reincarnation.

That sounds like saying you're bad at getting things done.

Who would offer him their body? Dream on!

Despite having said those things, Kagome Ruri still planned to tell Sakurako.

But that method isn't necessarily needed to deal with Sakurako, but it is necessary to deal with Kajō Ruri.

The shrine was very satisfied with Kagami Jōruri's attitude.