Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"Is it really possible? Won't the evil god, which has been floating on the sea, be mistaken for a drowned corpse?"

As the two banks of the river continued to widen, the sea gradually came into view. However, with such a vast expanse of sea, the shrine began to doubt how they could possibly find the so-called God of Calamity.

"I'm not quite sure either." Su Woai shook her head. Even if she knew how to find it, she wouldn't say it.

The shrine was somewhat troubled. Although the sea was his home turf, countless creatures floated and sank on its surface, and he had no recollection of the God of Calamity, so how could he possibly distinguish it?

Moreover, it's a bit of a challenge to go through all this troublesome and pointless stuff, but the words have already been spoken. Although it was just a casual remark on a whim, it's different from the random, impromptu nonsense of a teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll).

He is genuinely more interested in pretty girls.

In a short while, the Divine Palace came up with a solution: if he couldn't find the God of Calamity, why not just wait for the God of Calamity to come to him?

With a slight change, the shrine maiden pulled out a fishing rod, retrieved the nascent humanoid figure from afar, tied it to a silken line, and threw it into the sea. Then she sat on the reef, waiting for the so-called god of misfortune to take the bait.

Jingu looked like he was about to become a fisherman, which made Su Wa'ai a little speechless. However, for her, it wasn't bad to lean against Jingu's legs and quietly watch the sea.

Fishing requires patience; as long as you don't come home empty-handed, no matter how long it takes, it's a victory.

As darkness fell, Jingu closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, while Suga Ai lay on his lap, seemingly already asleep.

It's taken the bait! The nascent humanoid, which had drifted away for who knows how far, finally made a move, and Jingu could feel a hand picking it up.

Jingu held the rod in one hand and picked up the somewhat dazed Suga with the other. He lifted the rod to reel in the fish, and the invisible fishing line suddenly tightened.

Even without relying on supernatural powers, the Divine Palace possesses the strange strength to uproot mountains and split seas. A figure was pulled up from several nautical miles away and flung into the sky, flying towards the Divine Palace.

With a leap, Jingu lifted Suga Ai in one arm and grabbed the collar of the so-called God of Calamity with the other, landing on the ground to observe the "big fish" he had been fishing for so long.

It was very light when held in the hand, like a puppet, but it looked like a human girl with long, curly green hair.

She wore a gorgeous long dress like a doll, her long hair was tied in a bunch with ribbons in front of her chest, her face was delicate but lifeless, and her skin was as white as porcelain.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that although she appeared to be a young girl, she was actually only one meter tall, like...

It was scaled down proportionally.

Su Wo Ai felt her slight jealousy vanish instantly. The Evil Goddess in front of her was indeed a delicate and beautiful girl, like a doll, but her figure clearly did not conform to human aesthetics.

The goddess of misfortune's pretty face was expressionless, but she still held the bait that the shrine had used to lure her into marriage.

"What are you doing? Are you also seeking misfortune?" Her voice was soft and weak.

"No, no, I'm here to arrest you." Jingu didn't really care; he was just looking for something pleasing to the eye, and his physique didn't matter.

"Arrest me?" The God of Calamity turned his head, his expression blank, but his confusion was obvious.

“The chicks have certificates.”

The girl took out her identification, probably thinking that the shrine was some kind of Onmyoji who wanted to exorcise demons.

"It has nothing to do with that. Your name is Chu?"

The shrine maiden was placed down; her size was indeed like that of a large doll, and she would probably fit perfectly in the display case.

"Hmm, can Hina go now?"

Chu nodded, then pointed to the sea.

"No, I'm going to capture you and take you back to be my shikigami." Jingu shook his head. If before it could only be said as a half-joking remark, now it was serious.

"Hina is useless, Hina is bad luck, Hina cannot be a shikigami." Hina made a distressed expression, but no matter how she did it, she still had the texture of a doll.

"doom?"

"Yes, Hina is a monster that collects bad luck. Being with Hina will bring you bad luck."

Indeed, they hadn't noticed it because it was dark, but now the two from the Shingu Temple realized that Hina was always emitting a faint black aura that was spreading outwards.

This is a bit of a problem. Although the shrine is unaffected, it will inevitably affect the surrounding area. So, the young ones are drifting on the sea to avoid contact with people.

From this perspective, the other party is indeed a genuine, kind-hearted monster, no wonder it is given the title of "God of Calamity".

Is it really going to end with the Air Force losing today?

After thinking for a moment, Jingu had a general idea and told Hina.

"Give me your hand."

The chicks have always been like this, and they didn't resist, obediently stretching out their little hands.

Jingu bit her fingertip and used her blood to dab a spot on Hina's palm. The surrounding black aura instantly dissipated like frost and snow meeting sunshine.

Sure enough, although he was a dragon lord with no power, no resources, and no status, the auspiciousness of the dragon itself was unaffected, and it was still no problem to use his own blood to suppress these misfortunes.

"Now you're all right, aren't you? Your bad luck won't affect anyone for a while."

Chu put on a surprised expression, then said in a flattering tone, without any emotion, "Wow, that's amazing, there really isn't any left."

Of course, although it's a reading aloud, the child is sincere, so don't expect too much from the doll.

"But Chu needs to collect misfortune, so she can't become a shikigami."

"With such a vast sea area and tens of millions of people in the Tokyo metropolitan area, how could you possibly collect all the misfortunes?"

But seeing Hina's unwilling expression, Jingu clicked his tongue and had to speak again.

"How about this, you become my shikigami, but you can collect misfortune whenever you want, okay?"

After seemingly considering it for a moment, Chu nodded stiffly.

"it is good."

"Then let me introduce you. This is your master, Suga." Jingu pulled Suga over and pointed her out to Hina.

The little chick wore a puzzled expression.

“I am your master’s master. You don’t need to understand so much. Just know what the two of us are saying.”

Finally, the shrine acquired a talking and moving doll, and the shrine seemed to have gained some popularity.

Under the watchful eye of the shrine, Soga Ai took Hina as her shikigami, and could freely transform Hina between her real human form and her previous yokai form.

"Alright, let's head back for today. I wonder who will cause trouble tomorrow."

Jingu nodded in satisfaction. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before he could achieve his goal of being surrounded by beauties and enjoying a feast for the eyes.

I'll find the next beautiful female monster after things are settled tomorrow.

Chapter 23 Revenge

Late at night, in an old shrine in Tokyo.

The Holy Child, dressed in a sky-blue dress, knelt before the shrine, slowly and continuously pouring water onto it with a wooden ladle.

However, footsteps broke the silence of the night. Surrounded by several people, a casually dressed man, who looked like he had just come out of an izakaya, came up behind Nagai Seiko.

"Miss Mingju, I'm sorry to disturb your peace so late, but there's nothing I can do. The old folks at home are really angry."

The man casually sat cross-legged on the ground and waved his hand, signaling all his subordinates to leave.

"You don't mind if I smoke, do you?" The man first pulled out a deflated pack of cigarettes, then lit one, took a deep drag, and continued.

“My name is Takashi Masato. Miss Meiju may not care about my name at all, but Miss Meiju should know very well why I am here.”

The man flicked his cigarette ash, straightened up, and his eyes became serious.

"How much does Miss Meiju really know about my younger brother, Takatsukasa Makoto's, death?"

Nagai Seiko put down the wooden ladle in her hand, turned around, and her expression was no longer the usual gentle smile.

"Then what does Mr. Takatsukasa think I should know? Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

"I was asking a question I already knew the answer to. Everything I've gathered so far indicates that it's all related to that mysterious deity called the Shrine."

Masato Takatsukasa finished his cigarette in one gulp. It was all too simple and clear. In just half a day, it was basically certain that Jingu was the murderer who killed Makoto Takatsukasa.

From Takatsukasa Makoto's entanglement with Soga Ai, to Soga Ai's actions these past few days, and the eyewitness reports about the Shrine.

In addition to asking Nariyuki Seiko, he also arranged for people to inquire with Kazanin Haru and Kuga Hikaru respectively.

As for why

"I just want to know what Miss Meiju thinks of Jingu, and what information she can tell me."

Masato Takatsukasa frankly stated that matters involving the family must be handled with utmost care, yet he still dared to kill Takatsukasa Makoto even after learning that he was the fourth son of the Takatsukasa family.

This would never have been possible without relying on others.

"I'm sorry, I've only met Jingu twice, so I probably don't know him as well as you do now."

"Really? What is Miss Nagai's opinion or evaluation of him?" Masato Takatsukasa didn't seem surprised by this news.

"Opinion?" Nagai Seiko paused for a moment, then replied, "It should be interesting, right? Much more interesting than you guys."

"However, if you want revenge, I do have some suggestions."

"Oh? Would you like to hear the details?"

"My advice is not to retaliate."

Meiju Seiko's straightforward remark surprised Takatsukasa Masato. He pondered for a moment and then asked.

"Does Miss Mingju mean you intend to protect him?"

"No, this is just a sincere suggestion," said Seiko Nagai with a smile.

"Although I don't know what he's relying on, my gut feeling tells me it's best not to, especially since you're a man."

Masato Takatsukasa looked somewhat surprised, but quickly recovered and stood up to bow to Seiko Naju.

"Thank you very much for your suggestion. I won't bother you any longer."

Watching the man leave the shrine, Nariko Seiko picked up the wooden ladle and continued...

Continuing to do things that are repeated countless times.

As soon as he got into the car, Masato Takatsukasa's subordinates inquired about the next steps.

"Young Master, where are we going now?"

Masato Takatsukasa did not answer, as if he was thinking about the conversation. His subordinates also stopped talking and waited quietly.

"Do you know who I met before I came here?" After a long silence, Masashi Takatsukasa finally spoke.

“I saw A-Cheng, no, I should say A-Cheng’s ghost.”