Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

The two little girls surrounding the shrine were the little demons who played music that Tamamo-no-Mae mentioned last time. Each of them was holding a musical instrument and they were tsukumogami, which are so-called antiques that become monsters after being left for a long time.

However, the fact that he kept his distance from the drunken Jingu last time, huddled in a corner trembling with fear while clinging to his true form, makes it all the more real that he clung to her this time with the help of his charm.

But why is the shrine suddenly so eager to be demolished? Has it been triggered by something?

Tamamo-no-Mae tilted her head back to drink, but her peripheral vision lingered on Jingu. As the wine spilled down the boy's clothes, the perceptive Tamamo-no-Mae noticed something.

"what is this?"

With lightning-fast reflexes, Tamamo-no-Mae displayed the agility of a fox, pulling two cards from Jingu's pocket before he could react.

Oh no! How could I forget to put this away? But Tamamo-no-Mae probably wouldn't know what M's is, right?

"Ahem, it's just a membership card I got as a freebie when I went out to buy something."

"Oh?"

Tamamo-no-Mae put down the M's membership card and picked up the card with the gold-embossed geisha pattern, examining it closely. Under the lights of the private room, the pattern seemed to flow continuously.

"The Sixth Day Club...which one did you see? Red Leaf? Or that turtle?"

"Huh? What the hell?"

Jingu paused for a moment, then leaned back on the sofa. The two girls didn't pester her, but instead sat down and began playing the pipa and guqin.

Amidst the melodious music, Jingu felt the flames burning in his heart, whether from the wine or something else, cool down slightly.

"Which turtle is it? Are you talking about a kappa or something?" Iizuna Maru also came over to listen to the commotion; how could she miss something like this?

"The one at the Sixth Day Club, one of the two behind-the-scenes bosses. If you happen to meet a woman who likes to wear red and has her black hair up, then it's fine."

"That's getting cold, let's talk about the next one."

"Tsk."

Tamamo-no-Mae, who had been interrupted, clicked her tongue in displeasure, but continued speaking anyway.

"That's the turtle, isn't it? Isn't she a woman who dresses normally, but whose every move is incredibly seductive?"

"A turtle? Could it be a turtle that has become a spirit?"

The thought that Bao Ji, that woman with so much fluids, was actually a cuckold made the Divine Palace lose its composure; it was simply too outrageous.

Tamamo-no-Mae smiled, looked at the shrine, and after examining it from head to toe, said:

"If it's that turtle, it makes sense. After all, you two have some history, so it's normal for it to attack you."

Don't be a riddle teller! Don't you know that riddle tellers usually end up in a terrible situation?

Facing the gaze of the shrine maiden, Tamamo-no-Mae put down her sake cup, toyed with the card in her hand, and said with a hint of amusement:

"It's better to confront her directly and clarify these issues. Given your current situation, it's most appropriate to resolve things with her personally."

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

Aside from feeling a slight fever, Jingu didn't feel anything was wrong with her. Besides, given her constitution, how could poison possibly be effective against her?

Tamamo-no-Mae rolled her eyes at Jingu, then silently took a few steps back.

"That guy's bodily fluids are all aphrodisiacs. After a while, even his body odor has aphrodisiac effects. You and she must have spent a lot of time alone in a closed space. The reason why the effect is not very obvious now is because you are still young."

Damn? No wonder he was so agitated and impatient today. It turns out he was drugged. It has absolutely nothing to do with whether or not Jingu is an SP.

Damn it, we have to get our revenge!

Chapter 61 The Sixth Day of Bliss

When it comes to Tokyo's sex industry, many people may immediately think of Kabukicho 1-chome in Shinjuku Ward, where there are especially many such shops.

Even though the Yingzhou government has continued to introduce laws to crack down on the sex industry, it has still not been completely eradicated, and shops that mainly offer bubble baths and other borderline services continue to run rampant.

Therefore, Shinjuku has become Tokyo's city that never sleeps, and the neon lights that are lit all night have become a major symbol of Tokyo.

Only a few seasoned veterans or naive newcomers have heard of this rumor: in Taito Ward of Tokyo, there was a place that was called "Yoshiwara" during the Edo period.

On that famous red-light district that left its mark on the history of Yingzhou, even today, on the Ota River in the dead of night, perhaps a lucky person will find a place where they can truly indulge in pleasure and spend an extremely absurd and unimaginable night.

Of course, for most people, this story is just hearsay and idle gossip, and there is almost no evidence to actually meet or confirm the existence of that rumored club.

Perhaps some people online claim to have personally entered it, describing its luxurious and decadent atmosphere in great detail, but they cannot produce any evidence to prove its existence. They even claim that their ammunition depot is fully stocked, showing no signs of having ever been used in a major battle.

Of course, all of this is simply because they don't have permits. Those who occasionally hunt wild game or have no potential customers naturally won't get permits to enter and exit this place, which also serve as guiding signs.

In the dead of night, this area, which is bustling and lively during the day, is far less quiet than the central areas of Tokyo.

Jingu followed behind Tamamo-no-Mae along the Ota River. Iizuna-maru originally wanted to insist on following along, but Tamamo-no-Mae and Jingu dismissed him, saying that he couldn't get anything done with this paparazzi.

The VIP card in my hand fluttered in the wind, emitting a faint red light, swaying in the air like a fluttering red leaf, and finally came to rest at a river mouth of the Ota River, where it began to flash.

A melodious wind chime sounded, and a thick fog swept across the Ota River, carrying with it the phantoms of red maple leaves. Amidst the mist, a colossal figure quietly emerged from the river.

It was an extremely luxurious and retro classical pavilion, built of mahogany and decorated with gold, jade and coral. The rooms on each floor had windows made of silhouette gold silk, through which one could see the shadows of people inside.

There are three levels. The first level is a spacious deck where charming and lovely maids come and go, greeting guests, including mortals, monsters, and even Onmyoji.

"Let's go, what are you standing there for?"

Tamamo-no-Mae strode forward, and Jingu was stunned for a moment. This was the first time in a long time that he had come into contact with a place that looked like a place full of demons and monsters.

Looking at the Sixth Day Club on the card, I thought it would be a completely modern place like before, but it turned out to be so antique and charming, with a strong sense of the strange and supernatural world.

The shrine maiden immediately became interested and temporarily put aside the matter of settling scores with Princess Bao.

As soon as she stepped onto the deck, a maidservant came to greet her. Just as she was about to speak, she noticed the card waving in Tamamo-no-Mae's hand and immediately...

The smile turned into a fawning one, and the body bent even lower.

"Please come this way, distinguished guests. Please come upstairs and rest for a while."

Without asking why they had brought female companions, the maids led the two up to the second floor, bowing as they went. It was only then that the shrine noticed that these maids were all spirits, drifting back and forth like the wind, completely unlike ordinary people, which added to their ghostly aura.

The second floor is completely different from the first floor. If the first floor is just a place for ordinary guests to rest, the second floor consists of separate rooms, and the maids who come and go are no longer dressed in uniform.

Instead, each one is dressed differently, and there are many kinds of monsters. Some are no different from humans, some have the upper body of a woman and the lower body of a spider, and many more are beautiful women with some unusual features.

While it may not have as many customers as the music bar on Mount Oe, the variety and the carefully selected beauties are on a whole new level.

"You have excellent taste, sir. That's the very popular snow woman/wife style lately. If you like it, how about we have her serve you later?"

The maidservant noticed which characters the shrine maiden's gaze lingered on the longest and, with great tact, stepped forward to speak.

"hiss......"

The shrine maiden gasped. These monsters were indeed keeping up with the times, even knowing how to role-play. This place was truly a place where hidden talents lurked, not to be underestimated. He would pick two or three to test their strength.

"No need, we want to see your boss. Which boss is here today? Take us upstairs."

Before the shrine maiden could speak, Tamamo-no-Mae held up the card in her hand and waved it in front of the maid.

"this......"

The maid seemed somewhat troubled; it appeared that this was not something she could decide.

"It's alright, bring them up. These are the guests I've been waiting for."

From the window upstairs, Princess Bao leaned out halfway, holding a pipe, and rested against the windowsill, seemingly unsurprised by the arrival of the shrine.

Now that the boss had given his permission, the maid stopped hesitating and led the two of them straight to the top floor, where there were two rooms on each side with very different decorative styles.

Bao Ji's room reflected her aesthetic preferences at M's: she liked to use curtains to block out the light while retaining a somewhat ambiguous lighting. The floor was very soft, and upon entering, one could smell a very strong musky scent, consistent with her own fragrance.

"Let me warn you first, this guy's abilities are very strange, so don't fall for them without realizing it."

Tamamo-no-Mae gave the shrine maiden a lecture, then waved her sleeve, opened the window, and a gentle breeze blew in, dispersing the strong musk scent in the room. She then said with some disgust:

"You idiot, can't you open the window and let this room smell out? It's awful."

Her words were nothing short of blatant insults, and even though the shrine could see that Princess Bao was still smiling, her pipe was bent slightly from being squeezed.

"Even if I burn it, it won't be as good as burning this fox. Besides, mine is musk, which is much better than your fox stench."

Seeing this scene, the shrine maiden increasingly felt that this wasn't Tamamo-no-Mae bringing him here to settle scores, but rather that Tamamo-no-Mae herself had a grudge against Bao-hime? It felt like the two of them could start tearing each other apart right there and then.

But it doesn't matter. Jingu also enjoys watching these kinds of bickering scenes. For a moment, he even forgot about his own business and focused on watching the two women argue. Oh no, that might be a bit of an exaggeration; it was just a pure argument and insults.

The two attacked each other for a while. Tamamo-no-Mae seemed to be getting thirsty from talking and couldn't compare to her opponent's abundant and moist mouth. She gradually fell into a disadvantageous position and subconsciously turned her head. She saw Jingu watching the show with great interest.

"You just want to watch the show, don't you? She drugged you and you still tolerated it? You have such a high fever, why don't you hurry up and stop the itching?"

The shrine maiden, who was watching the show with amusement, was pulled up and then pushed towards Princess Yuki by Tamamo-no-Mae.

Chapter 62: Is it a Xuan Yuan or a Tuo?

I dare not touch or budge on that.

Jingu stood still, and Bao Ji neither dodged nor flinched, just smiling as she watched Jingu almost fall over.

This whole body is covered in medicine; I dare not touch it. Just smelling it is so potent; if I touch it or take a bite, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight.

"Tamamo-no-Mae, what are you doing? Didn't you say you'd help me solve my problems? Why are you pushing me onto her?"

Jingu took two or three steps back warily. He was young, and he had heard that these medicines had side effects, so he couldn't take them indiscriminately.

"Are you stupid?"

Tamamo-no-Mae pointed at Hōhime and then rolled her eyes at Shōnomiya.

"It's not poison, so what antidote is there? The only solution is to let it out, or you can just endure it for a while, and it will naturally get better."

"This woman has such a high fever, yet she still dares to scheme against you. Why don't you go and use her like a toilet to your heart's content?"

Upon hearing Tamamo-no-Mae's words, Hōhime did not get angry; instead, she giggled and slowly approached the shrine.

"Want to do something fun? It's easy! I specialize in this kind of business. Tell me which one you like, what kind of storyline you want, just say the word!"

"Of course, it's fine to choose me, because you're my benefactor, Jingu~"

The roast chicken pressed forward relentlessly, leaving the shrine with nowhere to retreat!

Damn, how arrogant is she? How can she be so arrogant? Isn't she afraid at all?

The shrine felt its own little shrine clamoring for battle. It couldn't bear this humiliation and was determined to wreak havoc and prove itself today.

When you can no longer tolerate something, there's no need to tolerate it anymore!