Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"Lord Jingu, these are the heads of the Settlement family and the Seika family. I am now the head of the Kujo family."

Murasaki Shikibu spoke up to remind him, but her words contained a lot of information.

"Ok?"

What's going on? Shouldn't these family heads all be old men? What's happening? Could it be that while Kaguya was on me these past two days, I was affected by her Eternity and Fleeting Moment? And twenty years have actually passed?

Yagokoro, who was behind Jingu, was quick-witted and understood the situation in an instant. Jingu paused for a moment, but also roughly understood the pattern.

This group of old guys' move is a targeted solution, diverting investment to avoid risks. People like Kayamain Haru and Kuga Hikaru, who are close to the shrine, are their backup plan, taking all the problems that conflict with the shrine onto the other faction.

The girls in front of them were definitely candidates from various families who had not participated in this matter at all, or who had been deliberately excluded, so they were preparing for both possibilities.

After winning, Jingu quickly conducted an internal purge, punished himself with three cups of wine, and then promoted the beautiful girls who had a good relationship with Jingu or who he would definitely be interested in to their positions.

In this way, the shrine could not exert too much pressure on them. As for whether or not to bring up old grievances and settle accounts with those old men...

If you insist on settling scores, that's fine, but once all the people involved are killed, it will be even harder to exert pressure. Those old men probably wouldn't mind making some sacrifices in this regard.

However, without pressure, there might be a possibility of remote control.

They're all cunning old foxes in politics, they don't lose out either way. If they die, it's for the sake of their families; if they live, it's just a facade, enough to protect themselves.

If the shrine insists on both killing and continuing to exert pressure, then it would be somewhat against the unspoken rules, and going too far in doing things would lose it from the public's favor.

However, this does not mean that the shrine is helpless and can only deal with it according to their predictions.

After sorting out his thoughts, Jingu kicked off the cushion on the main seat and gave Yagokoro a wink.

"No! No way! At the very least, we can't..."

Instantly understanding, Bayi immediately shook her head frantically in refusal. As the loser, being led in front of her descendants while wearing a collar was already humiliating enough; how could they want to go even further?

Although I had gradually become accustomed to this kind of humiliation at the shrine, this time was completely different!

Yagokoro's body was completely out of her control. She knelt down on the ground with practiced ease. The familiar posture made Murasaki Shikibu blush slightly. She had also been humiliated by Kaguya in the same way.

Being so humiliated in front of her descendants, believers, and subordinates, Bayi felt like she was going crazy. Compared to the physical torture, it was this mental humiliation that brought her to the brink of collapse.

The suppressed emotions, shyness, shock, and a hint of disdain in the eyes of the girls in front of me were like the most piercing steel knives, a hundred times more painful than having several cuts made in my heart.

Sitting atop Yagokoro, ignoring the strange looks from the girls below, Jingu smiled and said softly:

"Brother Yaren, come in. I'm not some man-eating monster. Even if I like women, I wouldn't kill you just because you're the only man I have."

This chapter has 2119 words. I wrote it a bit slowly. I'll see if I can add another chapter in the middle of the night.

Chapter 114 Conquest and Lust for Power

Although he was still a little uneasy, at least with Jingu's words, Takatsukasa Masato walked in.

Not going in is not an option either. What if someone from the Divine Palace comes and doesn't even obey his orders, and turns around and attacks? Even if going in is dangerous, not listening to this order is a sure way to die.

So he has nothing to do with the shrine, okay? Were those old men blind? Why would they think he could associate with this evil god who's obsessed with women?

I shouldn't have contacted the shrine in the first place for that idiot Makoto; now I'm in a bind.

He walked nervously to his seat and sat down. The seat of the Wushe family was further forward than that of the Qinghua family behind him. Apart from himself, the other families had all chosen female descendants to take their place.

It was probably because of the incident with Mrs. Nishikata that they felt the shrine might prefer pure young girls, so they uniformly chose girls aged sixteen to twenty-four. If there were no direct descendants, they would look for girls from collateral branches, and if all else failed, they would adopt from each other, since they were basically all from the same bloodline.

Thirteen people were gathered for the Jingu Palace, with only Takatsukasa Masato being the exception. Takatsukasa Masato practically wanted to slap the old man's face until it was swollen and then ask him, "Do you think this is appropriate? Is making him sit in the middle of a group of women a deliberate attempt to send him to his death?"

But no matter what you think, at this time you can only be cautious and minimize your presence, so as not to be picked on and killed for some reason.

"Why are you so reserved, Brother Yaren? Your witty and charming demeanor when you chatted with me back then was truly admirable, showing the demeanor of a great man. You are perfectly suited to be the head of the family now. I have long felt that you should be in this position."

Narukami knelt on the ground, lit the opium pipe for the shrine, and brought it to his lips. Although this was something that courtesans and geishas did, Narukami's serious expression made it seem like he was doing official business.

Despite being praised by the shrine, Masato Takatsukasa knew that something was amiss and that this matter was not so simple.

"Not at all, Lord Jingu is the dragon among gods. I was amazed by your divine appearance when I first saw you, and I wish I could bow down and serve you. The position of head of this family is just a means to an end, a way to serve as a pawn."

After a round of flattery, Takatsukasa Masato quickly reflected on whether there were any loopholes in his words, so as not to give the Shrine an opportunity to launch an attack.

To everyone's surprise, the shrine shook its head, looking regretful.

"The position of head of the family is not suitable for me. If it is as you expect, then you are still lacking something, just a little bit."

"The position of head of this household is of little importance to me. If Lord Shrine finds anything lacking, please do not worry about my opinion."

"Yes, Brother Yaren's sincerity truly moves me."

Is it coming? You've already said it like this. If you're not feeling well, just replace me quickly. I'll go back and find you a pretty girl to sit in this seat.

As Takatsukasa Masato was thinking this, Jingu took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled it towards him. The thick smoke obscured Takatsukasa Masato's figure, and everyone looked at each other, wondering what Jingu was doing.

"Okay, this..."

"Now that you've made up for that little bit, you can sit comfortably in your position as head of the family."

When the smoke cleared, Masato Takatsukasa was indeed still Masato Takatsukasa, only slightly different.

Beneath the loose kimono, the curves of his face were subtly raised, his Adam's apple had disappeared, and his facial features were softer and broader. It was not hard to see that he was still Takatsukasa Masato, just something was missing and something was added.

Masato Takatsukasa—no, she should be called Masako now—was pale. Without touching her, she could feel the changes in her body. Although she felt a little relieved, she couldn't be happy and could only force a smile.

"Hahahaha!"

Jingu's laughter frightened everyone. Even Hanayama-in Haru, who knew him well, was unsure of his thoughts. The changes were becoming more and more pronounced.

"What are you hoping for? Do you think you can easily save your family's reputation with your looks? Do you think I'm nothing more than a licentious evil god?"

"Do you think this time will be just like countless previous failures, where you'll just pay some price, then continue with marriage alliances and use bloodlines and women to resolve things, using your most proficient methods to assimilate people?"

The smoke he exhaled was like a malevolent demon clinging to him. Jingu pressed the still-hot pipe against Hachiko's body at point-blank range, and pulled open her clothes to reveal a very obvious brand.

Yagokoro groaned in pain, but did not resist. Narukami, who was kneeling, obediently opened his clothes, revealing the purple patterns on his back and shoulder blades, which were drawn by the shrine maiden himself with his fingers.

"Interests? Surrender? When your gods are all prostrating themselves at my feet, what will you see me as? A body? A mere appearance? If I wanted to, what difficulty would it be for me to sculpt a perfect woman entirely according to my own aesthetic?"

“I’m here to retaliate! To conquer! Not to play house with you young ladies! I’m going to break your backs, step on your necks, and make you kneel before me and swear allegiance to me.”

"But you treat this as a negotiation game. You're using fancy bargaining chips as bargaining chips, yet you think you're the ones who can talk to me. You're really naive. Let me guess, did your elders give you specific instructions on what benefits to offer, how to soften me, and how to agree to my demands first and then wear me down?"

Jingu looked around, and even familiar faces with whom he usually had a good relationship dared not speak.

"Then I have only one request: kneel down! Lower your heads and hands to the lowest rank of dogs, offer up everything your family owns, and inscribe my name on everything, including your bodies and souls!"

"This kind of request... Ah—!"

Sitting next to Masako Takatsukasa, the girl wearing the Konoe family crest seemed somewhat resentful. Just as she was about to speak, she was smeared in the face with sparks from the pipe that Jingu had blown out.

"My eyes...my eyes hurt so much..."

She covered her eyes, enduring the excruciating pain, and maintained her upright sitting posture, though her trembling body betrayed her condition.

"Reasonable? What do you take me for? A human being like you? A samurai shogunate from history?"

Jingu stood up and walked step by step toward the blind girl.

“Your core is always full of compromise and maneuvering, but I don’t like that. I prefer to be straightforward and greedy. Now, can you make a decision?”

He approached the girl step by step, using the other end of his pipe to lift her head. Even though she was trembling all over, the girl still insisted on putting her hand down, standing tall and maintaining her composure.

“I know you have no say in this. You are just a bunch of showpieces, gifts presented to me in fancy clothes. Your power still comes from those people, not from yourselves.”

"But having wielded such power, even if it was just a phantom, wouldn't one want to possess it completely?"

Jingu lowered his head and licked the girl's wound with the tip of his tongue. Where his tongue touched, the charred flesh instantly turned back to life, and a pair of dark, bright eyes opened tremblingly.

"Just as once you've tasted the light, you'll never want to go back to the darkness."

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Chapter 115 Replacement

Greedy, domineering, yet full of temptation.

Many of the girls dared not speak; some hesitated, some watched, and some were filled with fear.

Of course, the shrine understood what they were thinking. Even Kazanin Haru and Kuga Hikaru didn't dare to speak, so who else would?

Moreover, they would hesitate. Humans are not plants or trees, how could they be without feelings? Their families were not harsh on them, and the education they received was to dedicate themselves to the family. They were all aware that they were being given to the shrine as gifts, and some were even attracted by the shrine's handsome appearance.

However, the shrine's actions instilled a deep sense of fear in them. They had only heard that the shrine was fond of beautiful women and treated them very well, especially beautiful women. So, they hadn't been worried about anything until now, taking it as just a normal negotiation. After all, there were two people with good relationships with the shrine, Hanayama Haru and Kuga Hikaru, who were acting as intermediaries.

But they had clearly witnessed the Konoe family girl's suffering and the shrine's violence, and they realized that the shrine they had seen in the newspapers was far too idealized. They had thought that the tengu was smearing the shrine, but now it seemed that it was actually glorifying it.

For a moment, due to the immense pressure, everyone in the room remained silent and did not move an inch, for fear of being noticed. Only the girl, who had regained her sight, tentatively touched her face.

“I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking about being loyal to your family and not being disloyal and unfilial traitors.”

Jingu returned to his seat and smiled.

"But are you loyal to the family, or to those old fogies? You are innocent to me, so I won't hold a grudge against you too much, but are you sure you want to be loyal to those guys and bring trouble upon the entire family?"

"Aren't the families under your control the same families they were before? Aren't the families that bow down to me the same as the former noble families?"

Jingu raised his hand and pulled Narukami over, leaving clear red marks on Narukami's beautiful neck in front of all the women.

The occasional tearing pain between his teeth, coupled with this strange sensation, made Narukami's fingers, which were being held by Jingu, move involuntarily, but he dared not resist in the slightest.

"Face reality, you fools! Your gods are in my arms, beneath me, bowing down to me—that is the proper order!"

It was straightforward and true. Whether it was the renowned God of War of Yingzhou or the wise God of Wisdom who manipulated the country, they were both humiliated by the Divine Palace and could not even utter a word of opposition.

Silence was all that could be used to confirm the shrine's words, and the greedy desire made the young girls blush slightly.

"So have you thought it through? Do you choose to drag the whole family down into the abyss because of them, or do you choose the better option for yourself and the family?"

The person who answered the final question from the shrine surprised everyone.

"Ringo of the Imperial Guard is willing to purge the villains within the clan for the Shrine Master, and offer up everything I have, body and soul!"

The girl kneeling prostrate before the shrine was neither Kujou Kaori, whom they considered to have already defected to the enemy, nor Hanayamain Haru and Kuga Hikaru, with whom they had a close relationship, nor Takatsukasa Masako, who was more astute in assessing the situation.

Instead, it was Ringo, the Imperial Guard who was used by the Shrine to establish its authority and had her eyes ruthlessly burned blind.

With the first one, there would naturally be a second. Kujou Koko no longer concealed herself, kneeling down like her, and then one after another, Takatsukasa Masako, Kuga Hikaru, and Hanayama Haru...