I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

How can anyone stay calm like this!

After nearly ten years of training, Yu Chuanlan felt her heart in turmoil for the first time.

"I'll contact you later, Shiraki-kun. I suddenly remembered I forgot to turn off the gas in the temple. Goodbye!" She said, trying to appear calm, and fled the scene, dragging her staff.

Shiraki Shun waved goodbye naturally.

Only after the police car had driven away did he lower his hand and eagerly stuff it into his pocket.

He weighed the 500,000 yen in his hand using two fingers.

I couldn't help but gasp.

hiss--

It's quite substantial, and very satisfying.

Shiraki Shun looked up at the direction the police car had gone, a happy smile on his face.

Hanekawa-san, you're truly my lucky star!

After leaving the police station, Shiraki Shun did not go straight back, but asked the police officers to take him to a convenience store near the shrine.

After buying the offerings for the gods next week, I carried my bags back to the shrine.

Just as he was about to return to his own hut, he saw that the main hall was still brightly lit.

Are the gods still awake?

Shiraki Shun gently pushed open the palace door.

Inside the main hall, the deity, wearing a light green Snorlax robe, sat in front of the television, hugging his knees, his eyes slightly red.

On the screen, an Akita dog is crouching in front of the station, watching over it.

As the wind and snow raged, the Akita Inu grew increasingly frail, and tears welled up in the eyes of the deity.

Moved by the scene, I realized I was all alone, waiting for someone to return.

If he doesn't live to see it, he will end up like Hachi, buried under the weight of snow one night when the temple collapses, leaving this world unnoticed.

The god, with tears in his eyes, shook his head resolutely.

She firmly believed that Priest Shiraki would return!

Because of

Because Newton said that priests cannot leave the gods at will!

"My Lord, it's time to rest."

A familiar voice came, bringing back the wandering thoughts of the gods.

The god turned his head in disbelief, looking at the figure at the temple gate.

For a moment, she forgot to pause the movie, and then she appeared like a ray of light, hugging Bai Mujun's arm, looking at his face with teary eyes.

A thousand words can be summed up in a single word.

"Eek!"

Seeing the god's tearful eyes, Shiramu Jun could only pat the god's head comfortingly and briefly recount what had happened that night.

Upon learning that Shiramu Jun had gone for another exorcism that night, the god stopped crying, shook Shiramu Jun's arm vigorously, and scolded him.

"Why didn't you tell me? You rushed off to perform the exorcism yourself. You only have so much magic power. What if it's not enough? You'll die!"

Shiraki Jun smiled helplessly.

Am I really that weak?

Sure enough, even with nearly 30,000 points of magical power, he was still as naive as a child in the eyes of the gods, and not worth mentioning.

"Promise me, there won't be a next time. Go and rest—"

As soon as the deity stopped speaking, she suddenly tugged at Bai Mujun's sleeve and brought it to her nose to sniff carefully.

After a while, she raised her head, her eyes slightly narrowed, and a look of doubt appeared on her face.

"Priest Shiraki, why do you smell so nice?"

fragrance?

Bai Mujun looked at the god with a puzzled expression.

How could he possibly have any fragrance on him?

Could it be

Is that the taste of 500,000 yen?

Chapter Fifteen: Seal Guardian Production Plan

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

In this hall, the deity lay sprawled on the bedding, legs crossed.

He was eating potato chips that Shiraki Shun had bought yesterday in one hand and holding the remote control in the other, watching the new anime series.

In his spare time, he would occasionally glance at His Highness's Shiraki Jun.

As usual, Shiraki Shun, who had developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, arrived at the main hall early to AFK.

At this moment, he was intently polishing the small yellow wooden plaque on the table.

Twist it, pinch it, and toss it.

Of course, Shiraki Shun wasn't joking.

These wooden plaques, engraved with the mark of Tenji Shrine, are prayer items to be placed in amulets.

That's right, he's currently working on the production of the Seal Guardian.

Shiraki Shun picked up one of the wooden plaques and stared at it.

However, they have yet to take any action.

According to his idea, the seal guard should contain a spell to pray for the host's good luck.

But upon closer examination, it's not that simple.

There are many things to consider.

For example, if the seal's protective power is too strong, causing the host to lose control and become too active or exposed to the sun, it could lead to problems.

What if you get beaten up?

If something like this were to happen, Shiramu Jun felt that he also bore some responsibility.

Although it's not a good thing, we should still consider it.

It's always better to be prepared!

He thought for a moment, then happily decided to add an extra little bit of incantation to the seal guardian to bless the host's speedy recovery.

It's okay to get hit, you'll recover quickly!

Since we've already added the incantation for recovery, let's also include the incantation for good health.

Every time you get beaten up, you get stronger and healthier!

Since we've already added so many, we can add a little bit of the remaining ones as appropriate.

Wishing you traffic safety, academic success, and love.

Uh, forget about wishing for love.

Don't disturb their studies.

In the hall, the gods secretly watched Shiramu Jun, who was sitting at the table, engrossed in thought, and secretly rejoiced.

Stumped, aren't you!

Although making amulets doesn't require much effort

But the most crucial step is to pray for the amulet!

Only amulets that have been prayed for can be imbued with the aura of the gods and thus become effective!

Furthermore, praying for a protective charm consumes magical power.

Judging from the magical power she transferred to Priest Shiraki, it was barely enough to make one or two wishes.

It wouldn't be long before Priest Shiraki, looking utterly exhausted, would come over and beg him to replenish his magical power.

Hmph, I am that important!

The deity proudly raised his chin.

Your Highness, having found a solution, Bai Mujun enthusiastically picked up the first wooden tablet, infused it with a little magic power, and then stuffed it into the brocade pouch.

The god blinked.

Wow, not bad.

They actually made a lucky charm for wealth.

but

Hmph, your remaining mana is practically gone!

Before the gods could react, Bai Mujun immediately inserted the second wooden plaque.

Then insert the third and fourth coins.

My hand speed is getting faster and faster.

The protective pouch expanded at a visible rate.

Knock on the sack!

The god stared blankly at Bai Mujun, instinctively wanting to stop him.

There aren't enough to fit!

Hurry up and take it out!

But before she could say anything, Shiraki Shun's amulet was nearing completion. He took a red string and tied a knot in the bulging amulet.