Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"Arise, human, lead the way."

Shiki released Kayama Inuharu and continued to stare at her coldly, but when she noticed that Kayama Inuharu was not moving, he urged her again.

"Human, why aren't you moving? Are you giving me attitude?"

Hanayama Haru felt a little wronged and retorted.

"I need to get dressed! Could you please put your things away and stop staring at me like that?"

"Tch, humans, what a nuisance."

She hadn't noticed that clothes were like the seasons to her, and she brought back all the overgrown plants.

Meanwhile, at the shrine, Jingu, having hung up the phone, continued chatting and laughing with Kajō Ruri.

"Isn't Lord Jingu afraid that she will retaliate by killing your beloved concubine and then fleeing?"

Ge Jing Liuli asked, blinking her eyes.

"She can't, and she's incapable of doing it."

Jingu remained calm. After all, Hanayama Inu was his shrine maiden. Even if she couldn't reach the same level of unity as Soga Ai, there was no need to worry about her safety.

Where were we talking about just now?

Jingu returned to the original topic and put down his phone.

"We must be talking about the composition and design of Hell, right?"

Kagami Ruri's fingers were drawing on the table.

"From top to bottom, there are the eight hot hells to the eight cold hells, and then to the left and right are..."

Chapter 227 Reasonable Use

"What? Are you suddenly scared now that you're here?"

Shiki stood in front of the shrine's stone steps, hesitant to go up, and Hanayama Haru retorted sharply to her in retaliation for what she had just done.

Siji glared at her, but she glared back at him.

They were already at the foot of the shrine, but Hanayama Haru wasn't intimidated at all and directly confronted them head-on.

The two glared at each other for a while, but in the end, Shiki overcame her inner turmoil and gritted her teeth as she went up to him.

Ascending the layers of stone steps and passing through the torii gates, in the courtyard of the small shrine, the person who still evokes a sense of dread throughout the seasons sits there talking to a girl beside him.

Although she had never seen him before, the knowledge that Mara's remaining thoughts brought to the Four Seasons told her who was sitting next to the shrine.

Enma, the aura of hell, is probably a judge or a king like Enma.

In other words, they are her mortal enemies. Although Shiki is an enemy of most beings in this world, these balance maintainers are her absolute mortal enemies.

Seasons's eyes turned dangerous, even though she had entered with great caution.

The shrine maiden, who was chatting with Kagome Ruri, looked up at her and smiled:

"Alright, look, the mastermind behind it all has arrived, hasn't he?"

Is he about to be executed? No wonder he didn't end his life completely; is he trying to sell himself to hell?

Siji silently clenched his fist, then relaxed it.

She was indeed powerless to resist the shrine, but at the very least, she could try to resist this Enma.

"Is it her? Hmm..."

Gejing Liuli stood up and moved closer to Shiki, who looked up and met her gaze.

If she were to make a move now, then Four Seasons would definitely not allow herself to be slaughtered.

He circled around the four seasons a few times, his gaze subtly observing them, and a sense of danger pierced the seasons like fine needles.

"Honestly, aside from being a bit fierce, I really can't imagine it."

Kagome Ruri took two steps back, leaving Shiki wondering what Enma was planning to do.

"Alright, you don't need to keep tense. You are my trophy, and I have no reason to send you to hell."

Jingu first calmed down Hanayama-in Haru, who had been startled that morning, before approaching Shiki.

"I can see the tension in Shiki's body at a glance," Jingu said casually.

"Huh? Such a dangerous prisoner, shouldn't we just hand him over to Hell for processing?"

Gejing Liuli expressed her objection. She came today not only to verify the facts, but also to eliminate or control this dangerous factor.

Although he felt that the interests of Hell and the God Palace, the rulers of this world, were aligned, he still tended to bring the four seasons under his control.

"So what do you plan to do with her in hell? Lock her up in Avici Hell and burn her for countless eons?"

Jingu smiled but did not answer directly.

"The safest approach for dangerous individuals with such extreme tendencies is, of course, to completely eliminate them and let them start over again."

Jingu shook his head; he would not accept such a thing.

For someone with a collecting obsession, sacrificing any of his collections is unacceptable.

Yes, it is.

"However, simply annihilating them is not in line with the concept of hell. Punishment combined with education is the approach that aligns with our philosophy."

Gejing Liuli rejected her previous approach and proposed a new solution.

"Can we show mercy to such a dangerous person?"

Whether it was a sarcastic remark or a compliment, Ge Jing Liuli nodded seriously.

"Because that is the meaning of hell's existence. Moreover, the danger lies in her thoughts, not in herself. Life does not contain evil at birth."

Unlike the traditional concept that people are born with sin, the gods and Buddhas themselves know that every life comes into this world anew.

There is no past life, no future life, and there is no such thing as karma or sin. The concept of retribution is just a way of guiding people to do good.

Gejing Liuli looked directly at the four seasons and said earnestly:

"Abandon your unrealistic and erroneous idea. The balance of reincarnation has already been set. If you abandon that idea, you can also join Hell and maintain the balance of the world with us."

This decision was made by Kajō Ruri after she understood everything.

The Four Seasons are indeed a bomb that can easily shake the balance of reincarnation, but similarly, if her power is used properly, it can also be used to help maintain the balance.

Power itself is neither right nor wrong; the danger lies only in the extreme thoughts of the four seasons.

However, the blame still lies with Mara, who was born as a blank slate, growing from scratch and gradually taking shape as the four seasons.

Driven by His demonic thoughts, it directly transformed into an extremely violent and somewhat paranoid personality.

However, only Mara himself knew this; to others, the four seasons were simply the way they were.

Shiki dismissed the olive branch offered by Kajō Ruri with disdain, snorted, and turned her head away.

Although Mara's demonic thoughts have dissipated and the Four Seasons no longer have such a crazy obsession with completing the reconstruction of the ecosystem, his eccentric nature has remained.

Moreover, as a collection of spirits, she could sense the wicked aura emanating from the girl before her—the aura of a heinous villain.

How could Yama, the chief judge of Hell, have such a smell?

"It seems your suggestion won't work."

Of course, even if Shiki agrees, the shrine might not be happy, so we'll have to find another way to persuade the shrine.

"So, Four Seasons, what do you want to do?"

Jingu pinched his chin and moved closer to Shiki's face with a playful expression.

"First of all, stop dreaming about your dreams. No one will allow that kind of thing. If you really insist on doing it..."

"Then I'll really turn you into a bouquet of flowers and put you in my yard. You can't go anywhere or do anything. I promise I can do it."

A sense of danger loomed over Siji's mind, and her biological instincts urged her to stay away. Even plants instinctively avoid danger.

"I!"

I instinctively wanted to say something tough to retort, but I didn't know what to say.

As the demonic thoughts dissipated, Siji still harbored that ambition, but she was no longer so crazy and obsessed. She naturally understood that such a thing was impossible.

"Your Honor, it seems you've made a wasted trip today. I have no intention of sending her away."

"Even if hell were willing to trade, it wouldn't work? There are plenty of ways to discipline and correct her in hell."

Gejing Liuli frowned, but then relaxed. After all, failure was within expectations, and it was already unexpected that the Shrine was an easy person to deal with.

"Alright, consider it my fault for being so talkative. I hope Lord Shrine Master will keep her under control."

Chapter 228 Death is also a form of mercy

They saw off the judge and the jailer who came from hell.

Jingu glanced at Shiki, who was still standing there, seemingly unsure of what to do.

The shrine maiden beckoned to Narukami and whispered something to him.

"Arrange a room for her, and let her take care of the flowers and plants in the yard for now, and work as a gardener."

Everyone has their own expertise, and Jingu believes that when it comes to caring for flowers, plants, and trees, they must be much more professional.

After finishing these trivial matters, the shrine maiden took out her paper and pen again and continued her troublesome yet joyful work of compiling scriptures.

Curious, Hanayama-in Haru approached and, looking at the outrageous scriptures written on the shrine's paper, couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

"Lord Jingu, what are you doing now? Just writing for fun?"

Forgive Haru Hanayama, but in her thought process regarding the Shrine, she never considered the possibility that the Shrine was going to do something big.

"Hmm, I'll write it for fun. After I finish writing it in a couple of days, I'll go find those monks and ask them for the title of the Nuclear Fusion King, and then have them build a few temples for me to play with."

These words left Hanayama Inshun drenched in sweat and his face stiff.