I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Then he slowly shook his head, refusing.

"No."

Upon hearing this answer, Shiraki Jun could not hide the disappointment in his eyes.

He sighed.

"Then I have no other requests for the time being."

"I wonder if Amaterasu Ōmikami has anything else she needs my help with?"

Seeing that the other party was no longer pursuing the matter, Amaterasu Omikami's expression softened somewhat.

Her tone returned to its usual cold and aloof manner.

"Since I've come all the way to Ashihara, there are some things I really want to find out."

"Furthermore, I have some other matters I would like to ask Priest Shiraki."

Bai Mujun pondered for a moment.

"In that case, why don't you come to the shrine to rest and have a leisurely chat?"

"If it is something I know, then I certainly will not hide it."

Amaterasu Omikami hesitated for a moment.

But seeing the other person's sincere gaze, he nodded.

Bai Mujun immediately had a thought.

The Kingdom of God then descended.

And at the very moment the divine kingdom descended.

Amaterasu Omikami's beautiful eyes suddenly widened slightly.

Just now, she had been forcibly dragged into Bai Mujun's divine kingdom.

At that time, she had a vague feeling that it was coming.

Within Bai Mujun's divine realm, there seemed to be an aura that she was extremely familiar with.

At that very moment, the instant Shiramu Shun unfolded his divine kingdom.

Amaterasu Omikami once again keenly sensed that aura.

Then, to my surprise, I discovered...

That aura

It was her own!

For a moment, Amaterasu Omikami was somewhat taken aback.

Why is there my aura within the divine realm of Priest Shiraki?

She subconsciously began to trace the source of the aura.

Finally, my gaze settled on a corner of the divine kingdom, on an inconspicuous green bundle.

As Amaterasu looked at the bundle, her exquisitely detailed features slowly turned black.

With her abilities, she could easily see through this trap.

Among them were familiar, haphazardly piled-up clothes of various colors.

These clothes

Those were the very things that were lost from her divine abode!

Why did it appear in the divine realm of Priest Shiraki?

Amaterasu Omikami's expression immediately darkened again.

On the horizon, the sun's cooling efficiency has increased once again.

However, her composure and refinement as one of the Three Noble Deities allowed her to barely restrain herself and not lose her temper on the spot.

Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind.

Suddenly, something came to mind.

Why did Tsukuyomi propose such a bet with her before she left Takamagahara?

This is very unusual.

Amaterasu Ōmikami's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

My cunning sister would never joke about my thousand years of freedom.

unless

She is confident of victory.

This confidence stemmed from the fact that she had already prepared a backup plan and was certain that she would turn against Priest Shiraki.

Oh, my foolish sister.

Thinking of this, a hint of mockery flashed in Amaterasu's beautiful eyes.

Do you really think I'd fall for your tricks?

She spoke calmly.

"Priest Baimu, wait a minute."

"Hmm? Is there anything else, Amaterasu Omikami?" Shiraki Shun turned around in confusion and looked at Amaterasu.

Amaterasu Omikami said calmly.

"I wonder if Priest Shiraki could return the thing that Tsukuyomi gave you to me?"

"Because that was originally my personal sacred object."

What did Tsukuyomi give him?

Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback.

Are you referring to that magatama?

He looked at Amaterasu with some surprise.

"So, it was originally something belonging to Amaterasu Omikami?"

Upon hearing this, Amaterasu Omikami's expression froze for a moment.

Why does it seem like Priest Shiraki knows what's in that bundle?

A bad feeling began to rise in her heart.

shouldn't

Priest Shiraki, you've already opened and looked at it, haven't you?

At this moment, Shiramu Jun was also deep in thought.

According to the Kojiki, one of the three sacred treasures controlled by Amaterasu Ōmikami is the Yasakani no Magatama.

Since they are all magatama

That makes sense.

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun couldn't help but bow slightly.

He expressed his sincere gratitude.

“Amaterasu Omikami is very kind.”

"Thanks to that treasure, otherwise that night might have been a bit difficult to get through."

"It works very well, I like it very much, and I have used it many times."

"I wonder how Amaterasu Omikami knew I would need this."

"Hey, Amaterasu Omikami, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Mujun suddenly asked, puzzled.

In front of him.

For millions of years, her stunningly beautiful face, which had remained as icy as a mountain, has quietly melted away.

Wearing a radiant golden crown and bathed in holy light, Amaterasu Omikami looked utterly astonished.

My rosy lips parted slightly.

She stared at Bai Mujun with her beautiful eyes in disbelief.

What is he saying?

That treasure?

Why are those things called treasures?

No, that's not the key point.

The crucial question is, what exactly did he do with his own clothes?!

In an instant, countless images flashed through Amaterasu Omikami's mind.

Her originally cold and pale face suddenly became somewhat hot.

This, this

Damn priest!

Amaterasu Ōmikami gritted her teeth.

Without hesitation, she shook her long sleeves.

In an instant.

A tremendous divine power surged forth like a torrent within her slender arms.

A series of crimson-gold rays, ten thousand times more dazzling than the midday sun, erupted in front of her.

Amidst the radiant glow of the sunset, Amaterasu clenched her fist slightly.