Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"Friends? I'm not that blind."

If the small kingdom's lord has no idea what you're thinking, then you probably understand what the shrine is planning.

"Yes, who are you?"

"That's true. It's true that the matter you came to me about didn't need to be rushed. I would like to discuss another issue with you."

However, since this was possible, the shrine could only follow its own heart and kill all these people, but killing one batch would only result in another batch being killed.

Jingu had no intention of hiding anything and told the truth.

"Sister is bad, sister is busy, goodbye sister, you still have to go find Taira no Masakado, it's alright."

Jingu asked a question in return.

Before picking up all the ema (votive plaques), the head god of the small country picked up his pen again. On one hand, he was making notes on the ema with a furrowed brow, while on the other hand, he was chatting with the shrine priest.

"Yes, yes, you always have to experience it first to know. Who knows if I've become stupid at such a young age?"

"You have no intention of ruling that country; the current situation is just a matter of letting things take their natural course."

Like Emperor Toba, whom the shrine had just slain, I am one of the eight minor evil spirits of Yingzhou. However, Taira no Masakado's nature is simpler, and various unforeseen circumstances cause me to frequently oscillate between god and evil spirit.

The small country's chief god nodded and finally brought up his main topic.

"We're all friends, it's only right, it's only right."

"You're being too polite. I'm very open-minded. For someone like you who has no power or influence, it's perfectly reasonable for you to have as few men as you want."

The other person pushed up their glasses, their gaze unusually sharp.

"Why are you so anxious and call me 'sister'... You're an older person, don't be so impatient."

Is that proper?

"Is that so...?"

"Song Zhenyuan, let's be serious for once."

"Taira no Masakado? That's very much like my style of doing things. If it were me, I should have raised the banner of abolishing the emperor, but instead I went through such a lukewarm approach."

"Lord Jingu, is there nothing wrong with Taira no Masakado? Perhaps you could tell me, and I might be able to help you out."

"Because no one told you that the recent riots in Tokyo have nothing to do with Taira no Masakado, so you came here to ask and see if it's true that nothing of the sort happened."

"An idea? Would abolishing the mosaic restrictions on non-existent videos and CDs count?"

Actually, when it comes to grandmother-type characters, quite a few actually flash through my mind. Anime is a terrible sin!

Chapter 175 There is a mole

"It is understood that the election for the new parliament will be held this week. Will this move..."

Jingu turned off the television and yawned.

These news stories are meaningless; they merely represent the stance of the news companies behind the scenes.

As for the elections, most of the councilors are from local areas. These people are mainly from small, influential families or small businesses in various places. The composition is complex, and they come from all sorts of roles.

Once they reached the three major metropolitan areas of Yingzhou, most of the councilors had already begun to establish connections with the government. If they wanted to climb higher, they had to cultivate relationships with the real power holders in the country.

However, the recent turmoil has complicated what was originally a relatively simple relationship. They have begun to waver and there is a high possibility that they will choose to accept funding from others and take a different position.

However, ordinary people at the bottom of society don't know about these things. Most of the slogans that members of parliament use to win votes are just slogans. What they actually do depends on who will fund them and whose interests they will be fighting for in Congress.

Members of Congress are nothing more than dogs kept by big tycoons. Congress is a dogfighting contest to see whose dog is the fiercest, the best-looking, and the most protective of its master.

Before, the shrine didn't understand, but now he's the person who owns the most dogs. If he gives the order, he can make the sex industry legal tomorrow, turning this borderline practice of bubble baths into a legitimate sex industry.

The dogs owned by photographers would swarm in and bite people wildly in Congress, and the next day the relevant regulations would be published, even if these demands were neither outrageous nor reasonable.

As for Momiji, you were also attacked by people sent by Minamoto no Tsunekichi, the ancestor of the Minamoto clan. As for the specifics of the situation, the Shrine is too vague.

Because everyone knows that the real chance of victory or defeat lies on election day, and who will appear behind me before the new prime minister is elected.

Ultimately, what everyone is fighting for is that right—the right to change a country or a society simply by speaking out.

Is there any news that can be shared over the phone?

You know the effects of Bao Ji's medicine; it's too potent. Using it too few times will make you addicted, and once you come into contact with that scent, you'll have a forbidden reaction and find it hard to control yourself.

"It's a small chance, but it's not a low probability one, unless we suddenly back down and go all in."

"What? They want to help you get revenge too?"

"Yes, you are involved in that kind of thing. Your feud with the Genji is not something that can be resolved by fighting and killing. It is true that you will participate."

"So you went to cause trouble for Minamoto no Yoritomo in the next few days? What? Are you sure the Minamoto clan is his enemy?"

"you......"

But then the shrine would temporarily return to its daily routine, with people playing this or that whenever they had free time, and clearing up the pipes.

Ugly Queen once again sternly rebuked Liu Zheng, while Ibuki just smiled and seemed to take it to heart.

It's unrealistic to expect politicians to be without loyalty. Regardless of who funds me or who I have no connection with, when a loser appears before me, I will unhesitatingly choose to surrender.

"you......"

"Shin-gu, keep this to yourself!"

Come to him immediately, you have no important news to tell him!

Liu Zheng smiled and accepted the suggestion from the Divine Palace, while the ugly Empress Dowager, whom you had tricked, gave you a full shout.

"To be honest, you really want to bring up those things. Although you can control your hatred and anger, that's not what you want, so let's just leave it at that."

Ushi-go-go was a bull demon, and in many legends, it is said that you were defeated by Minamoto no Yorimitsu or one of the Seven Heavenly Kings under Minamoto no Yorimitsu's command.

Although Momiji's heart is consumed by hatred whenever the Genji is mentioned, she does not want to be caught in the vortex of revenge, especially the kind of revenge that is justified.

The red leaves lacked resolve.

"What? Are you seriously being mean? You really have nothing to tell him."

The shrine knows, Ibuki Nanako, your true form, Shuten-dōji, was a little monster whose head was cut off by Minamoto no Yorimitsu and who has been defeated in legend.

"Oh no! The answer is revealed! That's not the important news you were supposed to tell him!"

"Ibuki!"

"You knew it, he just wanted to find someone to drink with."

Just as Jingu was pondering which pipe to unclog later, his phone rang. It was Ibuki calling.

Ibuki bowed as she poured the shrine full, her slender figure like a snake, her words carrying a hint of innuendo.

"That guy will definitely join, but it's for revenge, not to help Jingu. He'll join the Genji's side and draw his sword against him!"

Before returning from Minamoto no Yoritomo's side, he had been growing strangely and acting inexplicably for some time, and even the so-called demon hunters had temporarily stopped their activities.

Despite saying that, Jingu still watched as Ibuki filled his cup to the brim.

"Ibuki!"

So after election day, everything will be calm and peaceful.

After tidying up, the shrine maiden went out.

Among several demons and monsters who had no grudge against Genji, a person who wanted to help Genji slipped in. Was he a blatant traitor?

When confronted with the shrine's question, Ushi-go-go stammered, knowing exactly how to answer.

That table today was basically filled with Genji's enemies, so Jingu couldn't help but think of that aspect.

As soon as the door was opened, the shrine knew what kind of scene it was. Ibuki, Momiji, and the ugly queen that I haven't seen for a while, how did you sneak out of hell again?

Before the shrine was seated, the generous Momiji shifted her body slightly, keeping a distance so as not to get too close.

After all, the bad guy was elected as a member of parliament, and he must have chosen the wrong side. As a result, he died in a car accident, fell, or committed suicide on the seventh day.

"Letting go is possible. The Genji are not a collection of madmen. No one understands the Genji better than you."

After asking the Ugly Queen, the shrine maiden first asked Momiji. I remember that Momiji would fall into resentment when she mentioned Genji, perhaps because she wanted to miss such an opportunity.

“Jingu, although that guy drinks and goes on vacation with you, he’s a friend who represents you and your family. You two have no grudges against each other.”

"Now that we're getting serious, I'll pour you a drink as soon as you come down."

Ultimately, not many people are truly loyal to us. Whether we are dogs raised by the Settlement family, the Genji family, or the Taira family, it doesn't matter, because we are all dogs, and we are all the same—without human shame, something that will kneel down for life and profit.

Jingu took a sip, but the taste was still unfamiliar, and the craving for alcohol in his stomach was instantly lured back down.

As if she had caught a traitor, Ibuki cupped the ugly queen's face as if she were asking for credit from the shrine.

Ibuki pressed down on Ushi-go-oh's back, wrapped her arms around your neck, and lifted your head.

"Oh no, what about him? Liu Zheng said he would participate?"

Chapter 176 The Demon Girl Momiji

"Tch, why aren't you two giving me any response?"

Seeing Jingu and Momiji's calm demeanor, Ibuki felt somewhat disheartened.

"Aren't you surprised? Aren't you shocked?"

"What's so strange about that? Haven't you two always been like this?"

Hongye said she was used to it; this was their normal state.

The shrine maiden nodded in agreement, acknowledging that the friendship among these female demons was nothing more than a superficial, drink-and-drink camaraderie, utterly baseless.

With a little trickery, such as winning over and dividing the people, plastic girls would be more than willing to trick each other into going to the shrine's bed.

"It's different! It's completely different! We really have a grudge against each other! This is totally different from our usual joking around!"

"I know, I know, but so what? Ibuki, you couldn't bring yourself to do it back then, have you suddenly made up your mind now?"

Momiji held up her wine glass and returned to Ibuki what she had said to her earlier.