I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

It was Susori-hime.

She stared coldly at the Ōkuninushi deity kneeling before her, her tone subtly unfriendly.

"Da Ru, you finally dare to show your face?"

"Having escaped from my grasp time and again, have you considered what punishment you will receive?"

"I must explain," the Great God said tremblingly.

"Explain? Save your energy," Susori said coldly. "Come back with me immediately."

"No, wait!" The Great God of the Nation braced himself with both hands and hurriedly retreated.

"Yes, it's Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto who wants to see you!"

Susori-hime suddenly paused.

She looked up at the two figures beside the Great God.

At that moment, Tsukuyomi waved with a smile.

"Long time no see, Suzuri."

"Tsukuyomi-sama?" Susori was startled, then bowed deeply and said respectfully.

"One must sell based on reason and power, and have seen the Venerable Tsukuyomi."

"What business does Lord Tsukuyomi have with my daughter?"

"Actually, it wasn't me. The one looking for Kosu Seiri is this priest," Tsukuyomi explained.

She pointed at Shiraki Jun.

Susori-hime also turned her head and looked at Shiraki Shun in surprise.

Priest?

How could a mere priest be worthy of standing alongside Tsukuyomi-sama?

Even she, the daughter of Susanoo, doesn't have that qualification!

Moreover, it seems they are not standing together.

Tsukuyomi-sama seemed to intentionally take half a step back, standing obediently beside the priest.

Upon realizing this, Susorihime's eyes narrowed.

Doesn't this mean that this priest's status is even above that of Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto?

Upon seeing that handsome face, Suserihime instantly remembered something.

She probed.

"Are you Priest Shiraki?"

“That’s right, it is I.” Bai Mujun nodded slightly.

It really is him!

Susori-hime was taken aback.

The last time I saw him was in the divine kingdom of Oosugi.

At that time, he was humbly seeking advice from Oosugi Muchi.

How could it be in less than a month?

Is the Whitewood Priest already on par with Tsukuyomi-sama?

"What does Priest Shiraki want with me?" she asked, puzzled.

“Princess Susori, I wish to see Susanoo-no-Mikoto,” Shiraki Shun replied gently.

"You want to see the Father God? Why?" Suserihime asked in surprise upon hearing this.

“Yes.” Shiramu Jun nodded.

"Because I heard from Amaterasu Omikami that Susanoo-no-Mikoto had been to the underworld, I would like to ask him some questions about the underworld."

"Please inform Princess Susori," he said solemnly.

Not only Tsukuyomi-sama, but even Amaterasu-Omikami has met him?

Susori-hime was taken aback again.

She gave Bai Mujun a deep look and nodded, saying, "Alright, I'll contact Father God now."

"Now?" Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback.

"Isn't Susanoo-no-Mikoto resting at this time?"

It is now late at night.

This is also the time when the gods rest, as is customary within the shrine.

It is truly presumptuous of me to disturb you without permission.

"It's alright, Father God has a very good temper and won't mind such a thing," Suserihime said with a smile.

Shiramu Jun was stunned again.

The Susanoo mentioned by Susori-hime seems to be quite different from the one in mythology.

In mythology, Susanoo was quite rebellious, even daring to disobey Izanagi's orders and go to Takamagahara alone.

Moreover, his personality is unpredictable, sometimes brave and sometimes ferocious.

In his heroic moments, he had a feat such as slaying the Yamata no Orochi.

In its most violent moments, it even dared to fight against Amaterasu Omikami.

He was even regarded as a god of destruction.

Such a violent god

Don't you get angry when someone wakes you up from a sweet dream in the middle of the night?

Chapter 184 Nobody Likes a Car Crash

Noticing Shiraki Shun's confusion, Tsukuyomi covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Priest Baimu, don't be surprised."

"Because although my younger brother is not very ambitious, he spoils his daughters quite a bit."

"If anyone dares to bully his daughter, he will rush up with the Ame no Habakiri without saying a word and cut them down."

"So even if Kosu Seiri argues with him, he won't get angry."

"But what if someone else dared to do that?"

"I'm afraid it's already broken into several pieces."

Tsukuyomi explained patiently.

It turned out to be the case.

Shiraki Shun nodded.

As expected, he was still that incredibly irritable Susanoo.

However, he has taken on a bit of the fatherly quality.

Surprisingly, it's quite cute.

Susorihime remained silent for a short while before opening her eyes again.

She looked at Shiraki Jun with a hint of joy and said, "Priest Shiraki, Father God has granted your request."

"He will be waiting for you at the main hall of Yasaka Shrine in Kyoto at 10 a.m. tomorrow."

“Alright, then I’ll leave it to Susori-hime.” Shiraki Shun replied with a smile.

Everything went even more smoothly than expected.

If he can obtain the method to leave coordinates in the underworld from Susanoo tomorrow, he can immediately begin preparations to enter the underworld.

In as little as three to five days, he could attempt to enter the Underworld via the Yomotsu Hirasaka.

Of course, Shiraki Shun hadn't forgotten that he might be facing the great goddess of the underworld, Izanami.

As a powerful demon god who far surpasses Amaterasu and is superior to Izanagi.

The opponent's actual mana value is very likely to be over 200,000 points!

Faced with such a terrifying enemy, Shiramu Jun would not dare to set foot in the Yellow Springs without making thorough preparations.

After all, nobody likes a mishap.

At that moment, Suseri glanced at Shiraki Shun and tentatively said, "Priest Shiraki, if there's nothing else, then I'll take you with me now?"

Shiraki Shun nodded, then stepped aside: "Please proceed, Suseiri-hime."

Susori-hime returned the greeting with a polite nod.

Her gaze then fell upon the Great God of the Nation, who was still secretly crawling into the distance.

A familiar chain immediately appeared in his hand.

Whoosh!

The silver chains moved with lightning speed, skillfully binding the Great God of the Nation tightly.

Then drag her back to Susori-hime's side.

Susori-hime, holding one end of the chain, bowed slightly and said, "Then, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, Shiroki-no-Kami, Ooru and I will take our leave first."

"Uh, uh!"

At this moment, the mighty body of the Great God was thrashing about on the ground like a salted fish, unwilling to give up.

If there is anyone who can save him now, it must be Priest Shiraki!

So he frantically winked and gestured at Bai Mujun, his face full of SOS signals.

The meaning is self-evident.

We're all men, you know what I mean!