Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Thunder needed to build up its momentum, but her move was faster. The starlight fell like a meteor shower, but it still didn't have much effect.

Because Jingu arrived too quickly, even if they tried to lengthen the space between them, they could only delay for a little longer. Starlight fell like rain, and Jingu had already arrived.

Even faster than people came the fierce wind. Hachigi abandoned nocking an arrow and instead prepared to fight the shrine maiden in close combat with her bow. In addition to various miscellaneous studies, she was also proficient in various fighting techniques and martial arts. The bowstring, as bright as moonlight, was the sharp blade in her hand.

But as soon as they made contact, she realized she was wrong, terribly wrong. She should have chosen to create distance with all her might. Her biggest mistake was trying to rely on technique to fight in close combat.

A terrifying force traveled through his entire body along the bowstring, and the bowstring, which was as radiant as moonlight, snapped easily. In that instant, countless coping techniques flashed through Hachiman's mind: jujitsu, grappling, force deflection, and so on. But he was unable to use any of them.

Too fast! Too strong! Far stronger than expected. It wasn't this terrifying when I fought Nakai no Kami at Mount Takao last time. Even if I didn't go all out, the difference shouldn't be this big.

Completely powerless to resist, the slap landed squarely on her face, sending her flying without mercy or dignity.

"Wow!"

Blood spurted from her mouth. Besides the injury and pain, there was also anger. She could accept being punched and kicked by the shrine, or even more ruthless moves, but the shrine used the most humiliating method: a slap.

Who is she? She is the Goddess of the Golden Heart, the Queen of the Heavenly Kingdom, who once served as the regent for Amaterasu Omikami. Later, she accompanied the grandson of the heavens to the earth, founded this country, and single-handedly created the Fujiwara clan, who still rule this country today.

If Amaterasu represents the most revered god in this country, then she is the most powerful god in this country, and everything in this country is under her control—politics, economy, and culture.

Whether it's members of parliament or the cabinet, through the public sector that has been in the works for millennia, and by utilizing the tentacles of the Five Regents, her orders are carried out even faster and more accurately than the Emperor's.

But now, this brat, this reckless brute, this blindly confident fool, has slapped her hard across the face. This humiliation has ignited a fire of rage within her.

Angry!

Discarding the broken bow, Yashinaka Kanetama shattered the ground and shot forth. She refused to believe that her many martial arts skills were inferior to such childish fighting techniques. She refused to believe that her endless years of accumulation and learning would be inferior to these childish fighting moves.

There's absolutely no way he'd be better than such a greenhorn!

Faster and stronger than ever! Driven by rage, Hachiman Kenji unleashed all his power, fighting the Jingu without reservation. Even amidst this fury, he still incorporated the martial arts he had learned into his battle.

With such an offensive, she absolutely refused to believe that she would be defeated so easily!

"It's ridiculous that even at this point, people still have concerns, overthink things, refuse to trust their intuition, and use unnecessary thoughts to occupy their minds."

His black hair seemed to blend into the wind. Jingu laughed and raised his hand, and the storm gradually subsided. His every move was without any order, which only fueled Hachiko's anger.

"Ha, you only imitate the form but not the spirit, you lack that fighting will, that's why you're so weak! That's why..."

"defeat!"

The claw strike aimed straight at his face was met with a broken arm that snapped back at him.

"defeat!"

Fist against fist, the arm bone of the Eight-Mind Hand was shattered, and the powerful impact caused the bone to pierce through the joint.

"defeat!"

He grabbed Jingu's hand, intending to use grappling techniques to break it, but Jingu instead grabbed his arm, twisting it so that the bones shattered inch by inch.

"defeat!"

He lunged forward, attempting to strangle her with jujitsu techniques, but despite his best efforts, he felt as unshakeable as a mountain, and was finally slammed to the ground with his neck pinned behind his back.

"Defeat! Defeat! Defeat!!!"

No matter what techniques or martial arts are used, the gap between speed and power is an insurmountable chasm. Every move of Hachisei Ken is easily parried by Jingu, who then strikes back with the imitated moves.

"Ugh... How... How is this possible?"

She was thrown heavily to the ground, her bones shattered, but her body was still rapidly recovering and rebuilding. What she found even more unacceptable than the injuries and exhaustion was her swift defeat.

This rendered all her hard work, her diligent study and practice, a complete joke.

"The technique is indeed good, but when the difference in strength between you and me is too great, even the best technique is useless. No matter how good a mortal's martial arts are, he cannot compete with an excavator."

"Besides, your intentions are too obvious. Being thoughtful and intelligent is your strength, but in battle, your thinking will only slow you down and expose your intentions, and it will prevent you from truly going all out."

"Your only chance of winning is to desperately unleash all your power, to immerse yourself in everything you have learned, to make it a part of you, and to fight me with complete focus."

"Unfortunately, you can't do it. Your so-called wisdom is your biggest obstacle. You are only suitable for sitting there thinking about countermeasures, not for actually going up on stage to fight. So it's not that these martial arts skills are not good enough, but that you yourself are."

"I can't do it!"

Just like kicking a ball, Jingu kicked Yasui Kenshin away, smashing the mountain and burying himself in it.

"call......"

Seemingly a little tired, Jingu took out his pipe, lit it with lightning, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled.

"You know what? I don't really like hitting women, especially good-looking women like you. I'm usually very gentle."

Hachikoshi Kane, who had pulled herself out of the rubble, knelt on the ground. The restoration of her divine power began to slow down, but fortunately, she was still a god of medicine.

After exhaling two puffs of blue smoke, the shrine continued:

"But there's nothing I can do, you really disgust me. Although I've had plenty of bad women around me, they only care about their own amusement, they like to manipulate others, and their hobby is ordering the powerful around..."

"Even though they are already wicked enough, I still hate you more."

The shrine shook off the ash, and the blue smoke dissipated in the wind.

"Chiyo's entire life was arranged by you, wasn't it?"

This chapter has 2090 words. Ahem, everyone, don't be impatient. Who said this part ends after the fight? This is just the beginning! The author is already working twice as hard to write more words.

Chapter 101 Betrayal

Jingu is neither a good person nor a good god. Although he is kind and helpful, he will help old ladies cross the road and give up his seat to the elderly, but he knows that he is not a good person.

Even setting aside the fact that they spend their days drinking and having fun with demons and monsters, the shrine has unknowingly committed countless acts of killing and caused immense suffering to countless people.

However, people's likes and dislikes are not solely based on whether the outcome is right or wrong. Although Tamamo-no-Mae, Hōhime, or Kaguya all did things that could be described as heinous, they did not evoke disgust in the shrine.

As for Yashinagami, her behavior is the kind that the shrine dislikes, and she is much more detestable than other bad women who do things to satisfy their own pleasure.

Not knowing why the shrine suddenly brought this up, Yasui Kenji's expression was somewhat blank, and then he shook his head.

"Is there any need to say these things now? Our will will inevitably affect the lives of countless mortals, and Fujiwara Chiyo is just one of them. This is normal. What's wrong with that?"

That's right. It was because of the eight meanings that Chiyo was able to see Princess Kaguya. How could the hole in the wall have been discovered by only Chiyo? And how could Chiyo have spied on the wall so many times without being discovered by Princess Kaguya?

Moreover, Princess Kaguya herself did not remember Chiyo, so how could she have guided Chiyo to steal the elixir of immortality on Mount Fuji at the end?

She was the one who secretly helped Chiyo and guided her step by step toward the elixir of immortality. All of this was originally unintentional, but it unexpectedly became an important pawn in her game.

"That's why I hate your kind of thinking, which regards the suffering in the world as the truth, finds all sorts of reasons for yourself, and even feels from the bottom of your heart that your behavior is right and reasonable."

Jingu pressed the pipe in his hand against Yagoko's shoulder. As the conversation deepened, blood stained the white jade pipe, and pain and a burning sensation spread throughout his body.

"Perhaps you've been high and mighty for too long, making you unable to see the times clearly? You take others for granted, considering their lives to be dedicated to you. This is the attitude I hate."

Judging solely from the outcome, they were evenly matched, a case of the pot calling the kettle black. But neither the shrine maiden nor Tamamo-no-Mae considered their actions to be common sense, nor did they believe that others should sacrifice themselves for them.

Do tigers and wolves think that sheep are born to be eaten by them?

"Cough cough..." Hachiko coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, stared at the shrine in front of him, and said meaningfully:

"So this is what humanity is, this is what society is. You are just self-satisfied beasts, disconnected from human society, unstable factors above all else. How could you possibly understand?"

“You’re right, but that doesn’t stop me from hating these things. I still prefer to be honest and admit that I’m just hurting others for my own selfish desires, rather than taking it for granted.”

Jingu pulled back his pipe. He didn't intend to say anything more to Yasui Ken. Their views were different. It wasn't that he disliked being a villain, but rather that he took his own evil for granted as normal.

However, as she said, people do indeed constantly justify, rationalize, and take for granted what they do.

To hurt others. But deceiving others is one thing, but deceiving yourself too is disgusting.

It's like meeting a boss who says 996 is a blessing. You might just think he's hypocritical, but if you find out that he genuinely believes 996 is a blessing and that ordinary people should work for him like that, you'll find him disgusting.

Jingu didn't know whether Yakumo meant the former or the latter. Was she simply looking for an excuse, or did she genuinely believe that people were destined to suffer these difficulties caused by her and be manipulated by her?

However, to ordinary people, there is no difference between them.

Jingu wiped her pipe. On Yagi no Kage's shoulder, where the pipe had pierced, a new mark had appeared, containing Jingu's power. She couldn't repair the mark on her own.

"Alright, thank you for your body and face. I'm going to reel in the fish now, lest they get away and I'll come back to deal with you later."

I hate them as much as I hate them, but it would be a shame to kill them all. Leaving a mark on them and using them later wouldn't be bad. After all, as Princess Kaguya said, it's more fun to order these kinds of people around.

After doing all this, the shrine swayed and turned its back, preparing to return to the mortal world.

On Mount Fuji, in the mansion of Mikimitsu.

This is the last stop before reaching the summit. Everyone is resting here for a while. Even though they are not ordinary people, it is still a bit difficult to climb to the top of the mountain in one go, not to mention that they need to make some preparations before the sacrificial ceremony.

The reason why Chiyo was enshrined at Mount Fuji was not because of Konohanasakuya-hime or Oyamatsumi-no-kami, but because of Mount Fuji itself.

Chiyo remained seated on the palanquin, her expression blank, as if sealed by the plain white robes, it was unknown what she had just experienced.

Soga and Asuka were already quite tired. After experiencing such a change and climbing the mountain, they finally had a place to rest. Feeling tired, they even wanted to take a nap, but were interrupted by Tamamo-no-Mae.

"The real show has only just begun. What are you going to do now?"

While everyone in the mansion was resting, Kujo Kaori paced back and forth, appearing somewhat uneasy to onlookers. The leader comforted her, saying:

"Xiangzi, don't worry. The Ancestral God always has complete confidence in what he does."

"I hope so. That evil god is incredibly powerful. I'm just worried that the ancestral god might not be able to defeat him."

After worrying for a moment, Xiangzi pondered and then said:

"No, we should finish what we need to do to feel at ease. I have a spell here that can quickly restore our strength. Let's set off as soon as possible."

Xiangzi fetched a bowl of water, then bit her finger and used her blood to draw a talisman in the air. The blood light blended into the water, and Xiangzi distributed it to everyone. The leader pondered for a moment and nodded.

"That's true, it's best to settle this matter as soon as possible."

The group drank the water, but felt no surge of energy. They looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

"Xiangzi, this..."

Before I could think of anything else, I assumed that Xiangzi's spell had failed, but then I saw a glint of light flash in Xiangzi's eyes behind her glasses, and her red lips parted slightly.

"what?!"

Everyone felt a sharp pain on the tip of their tongues, so intense that they couldn't speak. Countless tiny hairy spiders crawled out of their mouths, densely packed and quite gruesome.

"Awoo-ha-uh-eh!"

The spider's venom rendered her body unresponsive, even numbing her tongue. But even if you couldn't hear what she was saying, you could still sense her anger and bewilderment in her tone.