Tokyo: My family's shrine is very large

Chapter 97 Fermentation
Nagayama Yuzuru is not interested in Chiba Arisa and the so-called Chiba clan. He has killed all the main members of the clan, and he doesn't even care about the remaining kittens. If he had the same lineup as when he assassinated him in his heyday, he might have accepted them to do some dirty work.

Chiba Arisa looked anxious when she saw this. It was definitely not a good thing for the Chiba clan to stay in the Hojo family, whose strength had greatly decreased. In order to restore their strength, the Hojo family might exploit the subordinate families to restore their vitality. They might even swallow up the Chiba clan in one gulp. After all, why should they care about a useless family?

Chiba Yusa didn't care about anything else and quickly put forward other chips.

"I know of other hidden assets of Bao Tiao Yi, and they can all be handed over to you, my Lord."

Now Nagayama Yuzuru was interested, as he was having a headache with money. He didn't need money to pay off his debts or build the shrine, and it would be too late to sell the land in two months.

"how much is it?"

"8 million in cash."

Yuzuru Nagayama couldn't help but think about the pros and cons. Although 8 million may not seem like a lot, it is cash and can definitely solve the urgent problem.

"Let's talk about the deal."

“Okay, that’s it.”

Nakajima Rika watched the two people talking from the side, and she couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If she had known that she had captured a bitch, she might as well have dealt with her secretly to prevent the other party from causing trouble.

Soon after listening to the other party's description, Nagayama Yuzuru understood the content of Chiba Yusa's so-called deal. Her request was to get the supply of Blood Curse Pill, a kind of pill that suppresses blood problems, and the prerequisite for this was to get the formula of the Hojo family.

In addition, most of the Chiba clan live in Fukui Prefecture, and this generation has about 100 people. If you accept their loyalty, there will be a lot of trouble later.

The two conditions are not difficult for Yuzuru Nagayama, especially now that he and the Hojo family have reversed the offense and defense.

The only thing to consider was whether it was worth it. In the end, he decided to continue to see the situation, so he reported it directly to Rika Nakajima.

"Take her to the Demon Suppression Tower and lock her up there."

"clear."

Nakajima Rika used her hair to tie up Chiba Yusa again and dragged her away, and the corpse spirit followed her obediently. She knew that some words would annoy others, so she decided to wait until they met again to use her skills.

The two women were walking on the mountain road when Chiba Yusa suddenly asked in a friendly manner.

"What's your name, sister?"

Nakajima Rika glanced at the other person. She didn't mind being called sister, since they were both over 100 years old. But she probably guessed what the woman in front of her was thinking. Did she want to establish a good relationship with her?

"My name is Nakajima Rika. Let me make it clear in advance that I cannot influence the leader's thoughts."

"No, I just want to talk to you, sister."

The two women smiled at each other, having guessed that the other was also a hunter who understood the mentality of men. Nakajima Rika didn't even mention the existence of Kiryu Yuki, the overlord of the Demon Suppression Tower.

At the same time, the shrine maiden was in the middle, and Ryuzawa Kana was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep. She had just seen what was happening outside through the window, and the image of the two dragons was particularly clear.

So, she was both excited and nervous and went to find her colleague, Yu Shenglin, who usually took good care of her.

Ryuze Kana pushed the sleeping woman.

"Sister Hiruzen, I want to ask you something."

Yuri asked, rubbing his eyes.

"What's wrong?" "I don't know how you can sleep, sister. You saw the battle outside the mountain just now. It's like a special effects movie."

Yu Shengren guessed what the other party meant, so he pulled the girl into his arms, and the two graceful bodies overlapped.

"Go to sleep. You have already cultivated your spiritual power. You can become an independent witch in the future."

Ryuze Hana didn't mind seeing this, instead she said she liked the other's embrace. The fragrance was intimate, just like the breath of her mother before, so she reached out and hugged the other's waist, and fell asleep with her head on the proud plumpness.

Yuichi felt her chest being nudged by the other party but didn't care. She also closed her eyes while touching Ryuzawa Kana's long hair. Her attitude was very optimistic. For example, Ryuzawa Kana had already cultivated spiritual power, and she didn't even have inspiration, so she was not in a hurry.

If you really have talent, you will become a real shrine maiden sooner or later. If you don't have it, there's no rush.

She likes the life in the shrine for the past ten days. She sells some products every day, entertains believers and tourists, cleans, and chats with friends. It's very quiet. She also has a good relationship with Fujiwara Iori, and feels that her pace of life has slowed down a lot.

The morning light broke through the darkness. Perhaps because we had overdrawn too much water last night, the spring rain that was supposed to continue for most of the day stopped, and the long-lost clear sky appeared above this area.

Nagayama Yuzuru woke up from his bed and, as usual, teased the snowy mountain in front of him. He almost woke up Fujiwara Iori before he stopped. The woman sleeping in front of him had worked just as hard as he did last night. As soon as she returned to the main hall, she fell asleep before she had time to take a shower. Later, he would need her help to take a shower and change clothes.

When Nagayama Yuzuru picked up his phone, he was shocked by the time. It was 7:37, and he had no time to prepare breakfast, so he called Fujiwara Arata to get up and wash up.

When he hurried to the hall, he was stunned by the figure of Mao Changji busy in the kitchen. Also sitting at the dining table was Fujiwara Shinie, who had dressed up. Her new hairstyle instantly surpassed his previous skills.

Yuzuru Nagayama pulled out the table and sat down and asked.

"Rika, why are you so busy?"

"I guessed you were tired, so I came to help. Monsters don't need much sleep."

Nakajima Rika patted her arms in an apron to show that she was in good health, then turned around to concentrate on preparing the food. The tight pants showed off her hips, which were just the right size. If you only looked at the back, you would really think that the woman in front of you was just an ordinary good wife and mother.

Fujiwara Shinie greeted sweetly while eating breakfast.

"Good morning, Dad. Aunt Rika is taking care of me today."

"good."

Yuzuru Nagayama took the breakfast handed to him by Rika Nakajima and realized that there were a lot more people and monsters in the shrine. The little guy next to him might not have to work so hard in the future.

At this moment, the news on TV was rebroadcast, and the content also involved the area near Longshan.

News reports said that the road in front of Yongsan was being repaired because of a landslide, and that a tornado had occurred last night, causing damage to nearby houses. The official excuses were all found for him, but Nagayama Yuzuru knew that this was just the beginning of his troubles.

At this time, Nakajima Rika sat next to Nagayama Yuzuru with her breakfast and shared her omelette with him and Fujiwara Arata.

"Will last night's fight cause any trouble?"

Yuzuru Nagayama looked at the woman next to him in surprise. How did she know that he liked to eat egg rolls?

"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it."

Nakajima Rika nodded, picked up the bottle and poured wine for the other party, and waited until the other party finished eating before she started to eat. All these actions puzzled Fujiwara Shinie who was standing by. This kind of thing was done by her mother in the past, and Aunt Rika seemed to do it better.

At least the breakfast is far better than Fujiwara Iori's, and his century-old cooking skills are not much worse than those of the top chefs.

(End of this chapter)