I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

It's just basic operation.

Having figured this out, the deity revealed a radiant smile and rose to greet him.

Welcome back!

As he stood up, he deftly hooked his phone with his right foot and hid it under the covers behind him.

Of course, the matter of the mystical gacha system must not be known to Priest Shiraki.

Shiraki Shun nodded, and then spoke.

"My Lord, I have brought a guest back."

guest?

The god's heart skipped a beat.

Has the White Wood Priest brought back another monster?

Just to be on the safe side, she cautiously confirmed.

"Priest Shiraki, the guests you're referring to, you mean humans, right?"

“Yes.” Shiraki Jun thought for a moment and replied, “Currently, the proportion of humans is indeed larger.”

The proportion of humans is larger?

What's the rest?

The gods had a vague sense of foreboding.

"Priest Shiraki, just tell me."

“Okay.” Bai Mujun composed himself and said, “One of my classmates was attacked by a ghost today.”

"Although I exorcised the ghost in time after I arrived, I later discovered that, for some unknown reason, she was slowly transforming from a human into a monster."

At this point, Shiramu Jun's expression also became more serious.

"Moreover, unlike what was recorded in previous texts, it is not a degeneration caused by resentment and anger in the heart, but simply a transformation."

"Even she herself didn't know what had happened."

"Have the gods ever heard of such a thing?"

Shiraki Shun looked at the god.

Nani?

Are humans spontaneously turning into monsters?

Is this even possible?

Even the gods listened with solemn expressions.

A thoughtful look immediately appeared on her pretty face.

After thinking for a long time, he finally shook his head.

"This, even I'm not entirely sure. Logically speaking, humans and demons are very different. It shouldn't be possible for one to transform into the other."

"Even if it were possible, it would be an extremely difficult thing."

Hearing the god's reply, Shiramu Jun was not discouraged.

He had originally planned to study how humans react to spirits.

Adding another research process from humans to monsters is just a side effect.

Staring at Shiramu Jun's face, the god suddenly asked.

"Priest Shiraki, you brought him to the shrine, you must have something in mind, right?"

"Yes," Shiraki Shun said frankly.

"I think that before we find a way to turn Kokonoe back into a human, we should let her take on the role of a shrine maiden at Tenji Shrine."

Although Shiraki Shun has not yet found a clear direction on how to turn Kokonoe Reina back into a human.

However, there is one thing that Shiraki Shun feels should be helpful to him.

That is to draw near to the gods.

Shiraki Shun understands this all too well.

After all, there are too many benefits to being close to the gods.

I am a successful example myself.

Moreover, given Kokonoe Reina's current condition, it is clear that she cannot go to school.

Why not take up a priesthood at the shrine first?

Being near a deity should help with her problem.

Moreover, the shrine will likely become busy again once Hanekawa Yaya releases her next video.

That would be perfect for me to lend a hand.

Yes, they only need some training before they can start working.

Shiraki Shun nodded secretly.

Become a shrine maiden?

The gods were somewhat dumbfounded.

So, the one you brought back was a girl?

Seeing the god's expression, Shiramu Shun immediately added.

“If the gods do not agree, then I will keep her in my room and she will never appear in the shrine.”

"Once I find a way to turn her back into a human, I will send her back."

"Priestess Shiraki, where is she now?" the deity suddenly asked.

Shiraki Shunsuke said solemnly, "In my room, perhaps he has exhausted too much energy to become a monster and has fallen asleep."

The god closed his eyes.

A moment later, it opened its eyes again.

Indeed, a girl was lying on the bed in Priest Shiraki's room, her fluffy tail swaying behind her, fast asleep.

Moreover, the deity seemed to suddenly understand why Priest Shiraki had brought her back.

This is so beautiful!

Could it be that he has ulterior motives towards her?

The god gritted his teeth in his heart.

That womanizing priest Shiraki!

Of course, it wasn't outwardly apparent.

Instead, he maintained a smiling expression and asked.

"Hey, Priest Shiraki, what are you going to do when you get back?"

“Of course, I’ll study it all night long,” Shiramu Jun replied without hesitation.

"I think that when a monster is in a resting state, it may lose some of its physical defense functions. I want to take this opportunity to find a way to delay its transformation into a monster."

Research?

What are you researching?

The smile on the god's face remained unchanged.

"Hey, Priest Shiraki, why don't you spend the night here?"

The slightly cool mountain air caused Kokonoe Reina to wake up a little earlier than usual.

Outside the window, lingering starlight still drifted into the room.

Reina Kokonoe quickly closed her eyes, then opened them again a few seconds later.

Seeing the unchanging scene, he sighed.

Sure enough, it wasn't a dream.

Yesterday's scenes resurfaced before her eyes.

It reminded her.

I am turning into a monster.

In the last part of my memory, I arrived at Shiraki-san's shrine.

This must be the place.

"Um"

Reina Kokonoe stretched her body vigorously and yawned.

After she began to transform into a monster, her senses became much more acute than before.

For example, right now, the chirping of insects in the mountains at dawn, the lingering scent of white mulberry in the room...

And, a persistent itch coming from my tail.

Ok?

An itch?

Kokonoe Reina couldn't help but look down.

stunned.

Hanging from the fluffy long tail is a little girl who looks like she's been carved from jade.

Her jet-black hair fell to one side, with a few strands covering her petite and delicate figure.

Her long, slender eyelashes trembled slightly with her soft breathing.

Her jade-like arms crossed and embraced her tail, as if she was very satisfied with its softness.