Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

But when Jingu reached out to take her hand, the girl seemed to see it and withdrew her hand, then turned her head to give Jingu a pretty face with no expression.

"Hey, love? Still angry?"

"Doesn't Lord Jingu find this road familiar?"

Instead of answering the shrine maiden's question, the little shrine maiden simply asked a question in return, her face expressionless.

Only after the little shrine maiden mentioned it did the shrine notice that the surrounding environment looked somewhat familiar, but

Oh, isn't this the old Yoshiwara district? It's my first time here during the day, and it's quite different from at night. The little pink lights aren't on, and I almost didn't recognize it.

But why did the little witch bring him here?

Su Ai looked at a huge sign on the roadside. The sign that the shrine recognized meant: a hotel with Yingzhou characteristics, a classic place for compensated dating. He had seen it in many places. Could the little shrine maiden be one of them?

Just as Su Woai was trying to figure out what the girl was thinking, she suddenly moved closer, reaching a dangerous distance. In the past, such an ambiguous distance was almost commonplace, but this was the first time in the past few days.

The girl's delicate fragrance wafted into my nose, familiar yet with a slightly different feel.

"Lord Jingu, loving the present is pure~"

The girl whispered in the shrine maiden's ear, her voice softer and more seductive than ever before.

The resulting chain reaction was that the divine palace's blood energy instantly flowed downwards, and it stood up proudly, its whole body becoming energetic.

Damn it, it's a matter of life and death!

Chapter 76

Love hotels, what considerate places! Jingu is truly grateful for their existence.

It provides a home for all men and women who are unable to return home in time, or for couples who are unable to return home for various reasons.

"No way! A love hotel is out of the question!"

The little witch made a big X with her hands, and the sullen expression she had maintained for several days finally disappeared, turning into a bright smile with a touch of coquettishness.

"Shall we go back now?"

He's been abstaining for a few days, and he's about to lose all his money. Shen Gong is a teenager, and he's been drinking plain porridge for days. It must be so bitter for him.

"No, didn't Lady Jingu promise Ai we'd go for a walk? Are you going to break your promise?"

Seeing the girl's smile, the shrine maiden realized that this was the little shrine maiden's revenge. Her unhappiness these past few days was just a little resentment; this was the little shrine maiden's true revenge.

He can eat it, but not now. The little witch could have waited until she got back tonight to talk about it, but she insisted on saying it now, at this very moment, and kept provoking him.

The shrine maiden seemed to hear the little shrine maiden whispering in his ear, "Be patient, just a little longer and it will be over."

"Hmph, since Lord Jingu couldn't hold back that day, he'll have to make up for it by enduring twice as much~"

Damn, how did her cute and obedient little witch turn into this? Who did she learn this from?

"Hiss... Love, can it be generalized?"

What is Bao Ji? Just a toy. Can she compare to my little shrine maiden? Adding Tamamo-no-Mae makes her barely comparable, but let that scumbag fox take the initiative?

It's a bit difficult; let's not bring up things that aren't realistic. Tamamo-no-Mae doesn't resemble a fox at all.

"Ai doesn't care about any of that, so please bear with it for now, Lady Jingu~"

Damn it, I can't wait even a second longer!

At this moment, Xiangzi changed into a simple and elegant outfit and walked through the deep bamboo forest.

I took off my glasses and hurried along the path through the bamboo forest. The mist in the forest was ethereal, like a dream, and the lush, dense bamboo blocked out the sunlight, making it seem somewhat secluded and quiet.

Walking through the secluded path, an ordinary person would have long been lost in the bamboo forest, but Xiangzi easily found her way to the depths of the bamboo forest, in front of an old Japanese-style house.

Only a very small amount of light could penetrate here, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night. Xiangzi kicked off her wooden clogs and hurriedly went inside.

After opening the tightly closed door, a sleepy-eyed girl came into view. Her elegant Japanese-style dress covered the entire floor, but what stood out even more than her dress was her long, jet-black hair.

"Ah, it's Murasaki Shikibu. What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The girl rubbed her sleepy eyes; even in her languid state, her beauty was overwhelming, like the bright moon in the mountains, breathtakingly beautiful.

Kyoko, who was called Murasaki Shikibu, knelt on the ground and said timidly, "Princess, you can just call me Kyoko. Murasaki Shikibu and such names are just left by later generations."

In front of the person in front of her, Xiangzi revealed her true self, showing a somewhat weak and timid side.

The girl stood up, her skirt flowing gracefully, adorned with paintings of the four seasons.

The scenery was beautiful, with various flowers such as plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums, all vibrant and elegant, but the girl seemed completely unconcerned about the dress, letting it drag on the ground.

"Of course I'll call you Murasaki Shikibu. Only that's fun and enjoyable. Names like Fujiwara Kaori are too boring. Only when I think of how talented and brilliant you are will it have any meaning to keep you around."

The girl's words were full of wicked humor, which was completely incompatible with her beautiful and refined appearance.

Without arguing with the girl about how to address her, Xiangzi raised her head, seemingly hesitant about how to begin.

"Tell me, what made you come all this way? I didn't put you in the Kujo family so you could come back whenever you want."

The girl asked the question from her elevated position, but if Xiangzi wasn't mistaken, she should have pulled a game console out of her sleeve.

So he woke up because he played games all night?

After gathering her thoughts, Xiangzi prepared to recount everything about Jingu and Fujiwara Chiyo.

But before she could even speak, the girl in front of her lost her composure and put down the game console in her hand.

"Wait a minute, you mean? Someone who doesn't die? And who claims to be Fujiwara no Fuhito's daughter?"

Before Xiangzi could answer, the girl began talking to herself again.

"That shouldn't be the case. Tell me the whole story about Fujiwara Chiyo again, from beginning to end."

Xiangzi dared not hide anything and immediately recounted everything she had seen and heard.

With the moon bright and the stars few, the little shrine maiden dragged the shrine around until night before finally agreeing to return.

Looking at the familiar shrine, Jingu felt a mix of emotions. He may have gone through many trials, but those things no longer mattered. At this moment, he only wanted to let himself go.

"Hey? Why are you only getting back now?"

Chiyo, who hadn't gone to sleep yet because Jingu and the others hadn't returned, had just stepped out when something slapped her in the face.

Huh? Wallet? What does that mean?

"Let's go out and have some fun! Tonight, Tokyo belongs to you alone!"

Somewhat confused about what had happened, Chiyo was thus unwittingly pushed out of the shrine by the shrine, scratching her head in bewilderment.

All loiterers cleared, safety off, bullets loaded, everything ready!

Jingu lifted the little shrine maiden up in his arms. The girl's shy face seemed to be urging him to do something. Without needing many words or actions, the girl's body language, which showed no resistance, was an invitation.

Gently pushing open the door, placing the little shrine maiden on the bed, and just as she was about to undo her sash, Jingu suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

"Yo~ Getting ready to get down to business, Master Jingu?"

The golden-haired fox leaned against the door, a slight smile playing on its lips, though its clothes were a bit dusty, as if it had rolled around on the ground a few times.

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Chapter 77 Divine Life Is So Boring

What is the meaning of God's birth?

Jingu gazed at the goji berry soup that the little shrine maiden had just carefully prepared beside his bed and fell into deep thought.

Please don't misunderstand, this amount of exercise is just a warm-up for him. The goji berry soup is just a thoughtful gesture from the little witch, and there is no other meaning behind it.

But something still feels off. Something seems off. Is he eating the little witch, or is the little witch eating him?

"Lord Jingu, open your mouth~"

Looking at the girl's charming face and the alluring glances in her eyes, Jingu couldn't help but fall into deep thought again, realizing that he hadn't used any of the things he had bought in advance.

It's a pity he bought those attack speed sets; he didn't use a single one while being ridden the whole time. If the little witch had worn them...

Ouch! If you're eating, what are you doing with your hands?

"Has Lord Jingu eaten enough? He looks very energetic."

The girl bent down, and the shrine maiden spread her hands, leaving her at Suga's mercy. She secretly hated her own depravity, and amidst her resentment and regret, she asked the question that had been nagging at her.

"Love, who taught you to do this?"

The girl mumbled something indistinctly, but Jingu didn't hear her clearly. He gasped and leaned back, giving her plenty of room to maneuver.

Life is incredibly dull and tedious.

"Huh? Why are you dragging me into this? I'm not from your Fujiwara clan, you're just trying to drag me down, aren't you?"

In the Kuga family mansion, Kuga Mitsu was jumping up and down in anger. Her Kuga family was descended from the Minamoto clan and had absolutely no connection with the Fujiwara clan. Why should she be dragged into this mess?

Sitting opposite her were Masato Takashi and Haru Hanayama, two true members of the Fujiwara clan.

"Just because I'm from Tsinghua University doesn't mean you can drag me into this, right?"

Hanayama-in Haru was a little embarrassed, but Takatsukasa Masato didn't have that kind of conscience. He took a sip of tea before slowly speaking.

"You know his personality. He's tolerant and generous to you women, but he's not so good to men like me. It's too dangerous for me to get close to him."

A son of a wealthy family should not sit under a dangerous roof. Although he usually acts carefree, he would not really joke with his own life. What if he said something wrong and angered the shrine so much that they shot him?

Although his family had given him a strict order to bring back Chiyo, who was suspected to be Fujiwara's ancestor, Takatsukasa Masato was not foolish enough to do it himself.

Hearing his explanation, Kuga Hikaru became even more furious.

"What do you mean? Can't your Five Regents even find a woman? Your Takatsukasa family doesn't have one, but what about Kujo? What about Konoe? What do you want from me? I don't want to get involved in your mess."

This matter is far too far-reaching; most of the noble families and powerful clans in Yingzhou will be implicated, given the extensive and influential Fujiwara clan.

"Who told you to be like sisters with the girl from the Su family? Only the two of you are suitable to handle this kind of matter. Anyone else is just guessing what fate has in store for them."

Masato Takatsukasa put down his teacup, his languid expression suddenly turning serious.

"And do you think you can escape it? Although it was my idea to send you, it also had the support of your family."

"What do you mean?"

Seeing Kuga Hikaru's confusion, Hanayama Haru silently pushed the phone towards him.