I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Before the mountain steps reached their end, a huge wooden torii gate appeared.

The paint on the dried-out wooden pillars has peeled off, revealing the dark yellow wood underneath.

Next to the torii gate stands a stone tablet about half a person's height. The inscription on it is somewhat blurred, but the words "Tenji" can still be faintly discerned.

One step into the realm of gods, one step into the mortal world.

Beyond the torii gate lies the world of the gods.

As darkness fell, Shiraki Shun passed through the torii gate and walked onto another gravel path.

This path, known as the approach to the shrine, leads to the temple grounds. Red wooden lanterns stand on stone pillars on both sides, silently guarding the divine realm.

The deeper you go, the more tranquil it becomes.

The white shimenawa ropes hanging everywhere seemed to have opened a sacred barrier, protecting this land.

At the end of the road, a red and black wooden temple stood quietly, not large, but exceptionally solemn.

The worship hall is a place for tourists and believers to worship.

The walls of this worship hall have some cracks, and the wooden pillars supporting the hall are also somewhat faded.

In front of the hall, two ever-burning lamps illuminated the ancient wooden offering box, its long ropes appearing somewhat lonely.

Shiraki Shun stroked the rope used to summon the gods, passed through the worship hall, and continued walking towards the back.

Less than a hundred meters after the main hall, there is another temple with a slightly smaller design.

This is the main hall, the core of the shrine.

What is being worshipped is the divine body of the deity.

Next to the main hall is a small wooden hut, where Shiraki Shun usually rests.

Bai Mujun went back to his room and put down his schoolbag. He then climbed the steps in front of the hall, but before he could knock on the door, a clear voice rang out through the door.

Welcome back!

Shiraki Shun nodded, took off his shoes, and entered through the door, bringing with him the chill of the night.

"I'm back, my divine being."

Inside the warm main hall, a pair of ethereal eyes, as clear as a starry sea, looked at Shiramu Jun.

It was a girl wearing a light red nightgown, who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

With snow-white skin, delicate features, and long, flowing black hair reaching her waist, she was incredibly cute.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, they would probably be shocked.

Of course, it's not because she's cute.

Rather, it was because the girl was floating in the air in a position where she was lying on the bedding, completely independent of any external object.

Humans obviously cannot do that.

Yes, this girl is the very deity worshipped by Shiraki Shun, without a doubt.

Although ordinary people would be surprised

However, Shiraki Shun didn't think there was anything to be surprised about.

Compared to my transmigrated self, it's quite normal for there to be gods in the shrine, right?

At that moment, the girl was frantically manipulating the controller.

In the place where the deity's body is enshrined in the hall, there is a PS4.

She asked with considerable confidence.

"So, what did they say? Hmph, they have to give me some face, right?"

Shiraki Shun smiled.

"As expected of a deity, he easily accomplished what other deities could not."

The girl proudly raised her head, thinking that this was what a powerful god looked like.

Shiraki Shun said casually.

“They said that if the number of visitors to our shrine this year is less than 100,000, our shrine will be shut down.”

Chapter Two: Do ​​Gods Exist in the World?

Are there gods in the world?

This is a problem that has troubled countless people throughout their lives.

Even the most devout believers will be troubled by this question at some point in time.

Shiraki Shunya was like that too.

In his previous life, he was an ordinary programmer in China.

Working from 5 a.m. to 9 p.m. and staying up late, the excessive pressure caused him to develop a terminal illness called hair loss.

He spent all his time seeking medical help, but to no avail, and became depressed and unhappy.

In his despair, he could only place his last hope in the ethereal and elusive deities.

Although it's not very useful, my hair is still falling out.

But when the last hair fell to the ground, a miracle happened.

He didn't get stronger.

He crossed.

I was transported to a parallel world, to Japan.

They are very parallel and never intersect.

In this world, his name is Shiraki Shun, and he is a priest at the Tenji Shrine.

When people think of shrines, many figures involuntarily come to mind.

A powerful deity, and a constant stream of believers.

A pure and lovely shrine maiden, a gentle and charming shrine maiden, a shrine maiden of unattainable beauty.

Shiraki Shun has not seen any of these before.

Currently, he is the only active priest in the entire shrine.

Even locals rarely know that there is a shrine in the mountains of Pingxiong.

When he learned of this setting, Shiraki Shun was not surprised at all, and was even a little pleased.

Isn't this the standard, satisfying start of a wish-fulfillment novel?!

According to the script, what follows should be his fierce competition with the other major shrines, his hardships, and his eventual success in bringing glory to the shrine.

This idea persisted until he arrived at the temple and met the deity he worshipped.

At first glance, he realized that things were not so simple.

Are there gods who have forgotten their own identity?

Moreover, he seemed to have no desire to work hard anymore.

Is this reasonable?

as predicted.

As a shrine priest, Shiraki Shun doesn't have to preside over any grand rituals; instead, he spends most of his time helping the gods with their late-night anime.

Shiramu Jun was somewhat worried.

It's not hard to imagine what would happen to their own gods if things continued like this.

A deity without divinity, followers, or prestige—a deity without any divine status, followers, or prestige.

He was criticized and condemned by various deities in Takamagahara, and his story was passed down as a negative example of the gods.

At this point, he suddenly realized his mistake.

It turns out that promoting the shrine was just a secondary theme.

Saving the gods is the main theme!

The saying goes, "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black."

Bai Mujun decided to take the right path of diligence and hard work, hoping to move the gods and make them understand the value of hard work, thus bringing them back on the right track.

From that day on, Shiraki Jun began to restrain his behavior with a strong will, temper his mind and body, study hard, and every move he made was full of positive energy.

With a mortal body, I can move the gods!

As the saying goes, you reap what you sow.

In his first year after transmigrating, Shiraki Shun entered Shunoin High School, the top-ranked high school in Japan, with the highest score in the deviation category.

It was an unexpected bonus.

The gods were also very surprised by Shiraki Shun's efforts.

"Priest Shiraki, you..."

"Are you stupid?"

With little success.

Why didn't it work?

Even now, Shiraki Shunya is still pondering this.

Now, I have a vague answer in my mind.

His sincerity had not yet reached the point of moving the gods.

He had only been in this world for three years.

It's just the time it takes to give birth to Nezha.

If you want to influence the gods, you at least need to be prepared for the journey to the West to obtain the scriptures.

Until recently, their own deity has caused another big scandal.