Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Chapter 92 Luck is everything.

"What? What do you want to do with my family's younger generation tonight?"

"To be honest, I don't have any good places to go. Can you recommend one?"

Jingu was also pondering this question. The places he was more familiar with... Mount Oe was a place for drinking, and it wouldn't be appropriate to take someone to such a place on their first visit. As for the sixth day... he should probably stick to the drinking aspect.

"Girls are like that; all you need to do is take them shopping and buy them some cute little trinkets."

Tian Gongji spoke eloquently, as if he were very experienced.

"The key point is not what you took her to do, but whether she likes you or not. As for Asuka... you're still a little bit short and need a catalyst."

While attraction is one thing, to develop it into liking or love, besides love at first sight, it requires a suitable catalyst or a slow process.

However, when this matter was mentioned, Jingu remembered that he seemed to owe something.

"Alright, stop thinking about it for now, let's go play pachinko!"

Pachinko, also known as "small steel ball" or "small steel ball", is on the surface a regular game machine with probability distribution and various fancy screen performances.

But in essence, it's just a gambling machine that circumvents legal regulations through certain manipulations; it's a legal gambling machine.

What appears to be a fair and just game of luck is actually the largest gambling industry in Yingzhou, and there are also a large number of pachinko shops in Akihabara. Why? Because it's really easy to make money off otaku.

In a typical pachinko parlor, you can exchange 1,000 pachinko balls for a gold medal, and then go to another store to exchange the gold medal for money. In Akihabara, as long as you exchange them for various limited-edition figurines and souvenirs and put them there, countless otaku will sit in front of the machine and start having hyperthyroidism while watching the videos playing on the screen.

However, for them, gambling, which would bankrupt ordinary people, is just a small game of entertainment.

Stepping into a pachinko parlor, the sound of steel balls colliding in the machine is like countless coins slipping through your fingers, filled with a sense of extravagance and wealth.

"Come on, no cheating! Let's see who's luckier today. Which machine do you want to choose?"

Tian Gongji was very confident in her money sense; she was sure she could pick the machine with the highest probability of success. At this moment, she was just like a seasoned gambler.

Jingu was speechless. A place where money flowed in and out like this must be to her liking. As for Jingu herself... well, she was already here.

Jingu didn't really understand this, but he still looked around. He didn't care about the probability; he just wanted to see which machine's paper doll was drawn better.

However, after scanning around, I didn't find the paper doll, but I did find one of the Undead Shrine.

Chiyo is very excited. She lost all night last night and felt more and more unwilling today. She lost so much. According to the theory of luck fluctuations, today should be her luckiest day. If she doesn't make a comeback and earn back her losses now, when will she ever get another chance?

So, as soon as Jingu left, she asked Suo Ai for an advance on some of her pocket money and ran out to continue battling the pachinko machine.

Her somewhat excited state is typical of a beginner gambler; this is the stage of gambling...

The dog's mind can be firmly controlled by the machine, unlike the indifferent old gamblers.

Although losing money always causes the same heartache.

"What are you doing here?"

As Chiyo stared intently at the bouncing steel balls and the constantly spinning roulette wheel on the screen, Jingu walked up behind her and mercilessly grabbed her head.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Let go! My skull! My skull is going to be crushed!"

The crisp cracking sound of bones breaking rang out. It's convenient not to kill anyone; you don't have to worry about going too far.

"You bastard, aren't you the same person who showed up here? Damn it, you even attacked me so viciously."

Chiyo, who escaped from the clutches of the Jingu, was very indignant. They all came to play pachinko, so why was she the one who got punished?

"I have money, so I can do whatever I want. What about you? Where does your money come from? What happened to the wallet I gave you the day before yesterday?"

Chiyo felt a little guilty when the wallet was mentioned. She had put all that money into those money-eating machines in one night, but her reaction was enough to admit it.

"Tsk, stand aside and watch. If you can't handle this kind of machine, let me do it."

Tenko Shuu glanced at Chiyo a few times, secretly thinking to himself, "Is this the girl who ate the elixir of immortality? She seems a bit naive. I thought someone who has lived for a thousand years would be very experienced."

Are you sure you want to choose this one? The probability of it being selected is very low.

The so-called probability formula for these machines is the continuous printing rate displayed on the screen based on the amount of steel balls in the machine. Although a high probability does not necessarily mean a high rate, a low probability definitely means a low rate.

The shrine maiden remained silent, only giving Tenko a look that spoke volumes. "If someone is unlucky, don't blame the road for being uneven. As long as luck is on your side, it's not like it's a lottery; why can't he win?"

"Okay, then I'll take the one next to you."

Tenko Shugen couldn't wait to put the 500 yen in first to try it out, but it's more likely that she was very eager to spend that coin.

The sounds of steel balls colliding and the spinning roulette wheel filled the air. Jingu followed suit, stuffing in some money and then casually turning the handle. Chiyo almost couldn't help but exclaim, "There's a technique to this!"

But what use are those so-called tricks for deceiving gamblers when faced with true luck?

The strong luck of the shrine can even suppress the misfortune of countless people collected from the nascent soul. Although it cannot compare to the causal law skill of the Golden Rule, which can make you pick up money on the street, it is still a mere steel ball. He can shoot blindly without losing anything.

Amidst the dancing lights and music of the machine, Jingu calmly took out his white jade pipe, puffing out clouds of smoke while watching the machine shake out the jackpot without any emotion. The clattering sound of steel balls falling excited Chiyo's heart.

"It's just that newbies get lucky, isn't that how it is?" Chiyo comforted herself, "When I first started playing, I could also easily win prizes."

But after one or two times, Chiyo got tired of it. She was sick of the doubling notification sound, and the sound of the small steel balls falling seemed endless. Coupled with the other person's completely indifferent expression, Chiyo felt very hurt.

I feel like a fool for getting so caught up in this these past two days. From today onwards, I'm quitting gambling!

Without a doubt, just as Tian Gong Ji said before, she is a market goddess, not a wealth goddess. Faced with the strong fortune of the divine palace, her small profits were ruthlessly wiped out.

"Hello, I want to claim my prize."

After handing the card to the prize redemption staff, Jingu was followed by two dejected gambling dogs.

This doesn't make sense. Where's the promised technology? Where's the promised data and probability?

Just as they were about to leave after claiming their prize, the staff behind them suddenly called out to them.

"Sir, I'm very sorry, there's an extra special prize I forgot to give you."

The staff member handed over a ticket with both hands.

"A three-day, two-night pass to Mount Fuji?"

This chapter contains 2143 words. Please, everyone, do not fall into the abyss of gambling!

I'm typing away, I'm really overestimating myself, I'm writing so slowly.

Chapter 93 Let's try it first

"I'm going home now!"

After changing out of her maid uniform, Asuka Moritaka was touching up her lip gloss in front of the mirror in the dressing room.

It happened rather suddenly. I was dressed rather casually today; if I had known, I would have dressed up more carefully this morning.

And does this even count as a date? Inviting her on a date? Just hearing that word made Asuka's heart skip a beat.

"Go on, go on, go eat your little cutie."

Asuka's face flushed instantly at her colleague's teasing. What do you mean, "shota"? Lord Jingu is clearly a boy, okay? And the appearance of a god... can you really believe that?

Amidst the teasing and joking of her colleagues, Moritaka Asuka slipped out the back door. Before she could even take out her phone to text Jingu, she saw a familiar figure at the intersection.

"Lord Jingu!"

The girl ran over like a deer, wearing white strappy sandals. Her bare legs were fair and beautiful, and her beige knee-length skirt fluttered in the wind. A light pink shawl added a touch of gentleness.

The girl's legs are really long and the lines are very well-proportioned. She is only a little over 1.6 meters tall, but she looks very tall. Paired with her sweet and delicate face, she has a great sense of contrast.

"Just call me Jingu. Everyone calls me Lady Jingu, which is a bit strange."

The first step is to eliminate any sense of distance. If it's not a title with special meaning, then try to change it.

"Ah."

The girl nodded gracefully, stood in front of the shrine with her handbag in both hands, seemingly a little lost.

"Are you hungry? Asuka, is there anything you'd like to eat or any places you'd recommend?"

If you don't know the other person's specific preferences or where to go on a date, you can leave this question to them to ensure they don't make the wrong choice. However, this tactic shouldn't be used indiscriminately; it needs to be paired with a suitable reason, otherwise you'll be seen as someone who lacks assertiveness.

"After all, I'm not as familiar with Tokyo as you are with Asuka, and I also want to know what Asuka likes to eat."

As expected, after hearing Jingu's words, the girl blushed slightly and didn't think about why Jingu hadn't planned the date in advance.

"Then, Grand Shrine... Grand Shrine, would you accompany me to one of my usual shops?"

She swallowed back the honorific, feeling a sense of shame as she slowly revealed her secret. She used to go out to eat at her favorite places with other friends, so was it because they were of the opposite sex?

Or perhaps she actually knew what the shrine was planning, and that's why she was filled with anticipation? The girl stole a glance at the shrine, then immediately looked away and patted her cheek.

You can't think like that! That's so unladylike, knowing you're being targeted by a philandering jerk and still actively cooperating instead.

So women are sometimes strange creatures. Even if she knows your intentions, as long as she likes you, she will maintain a strange state, neither refusing nor taking the initiative, but she will remain reserved because of various concerns and shame.

Such nagging, such sentimentality—that's precisely why Jingu likes her. Seeing the girl's conflicted expression, a mixture of shame and a hint of attraction, makes Jingu very happy.

Before long, the two who got out of the taxi arrived at an izakaya (Japanese pub) by the roadside, led by Asuka.

Jingu thought the girl would prefer a more minimalist, artsy restaurant, but it turned out to be a very down-to-earth izakaya.

"Hehe, before, we had to cover ourselves up completely when we came here, but now we don't have to."

The girl smiled shyly at the shrine maiden. Perhaps it wasn't quite appropriate to have a date in a place like this?

Lifting the curtain, the izakaya was unexpectedly lively. After get off work, groups of office workers gathered here to chat, drink, and joke around, escaping some of life's troubles.

"Uncle, there are two of you here, could you please find a private room?"

Simple side dishes were served one by one, showing that the girl really liked the restaurant and ordered very quickly.

"Would the shrine maiden like some wine?"

The girl looked up and asked, which surprised the shrine maiden.

"Asuka, do you like drinking?"

Feiniao was a little embarrassed, her face flushed, perhaps because of the heat. Her shawl had already been taken off, revealing the girl's delicate collarbone and fragrant shoulders.

"I only drink a tiny bit of fruity sparkling wine, just a tiny bit."

"Then a fruit-flavored sparkling bar, I'm fine with anything."

Having experienced the intense drinking at the Oeyama Bar, the alcohol that ordinary people drink no longer has any effect on Jingu.