Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Something seems off. What exactly is this "Nuclear Explosion King"? And it's just something he wrote for fun, isn't that a bit too much?

Haru Hanayama had heard that rich kids would self-publish their own trashy novels or make movies starring themselves just for fun.

The most extravagant thing is simply spending money to win an award and satisfy oneself by receiving it.

But he also wants to establish a temple and even write a Buddhist scripture. Moreover, according to the temple, he wants to ensure that the name of this nuclear explosion deity will be passed down.

After glancing again at the scriptures written by the shrine, Kazan-in Haru became even more agitated.

"The world is full of suffering and hardship, and the heavenly demons bewitch the mind. The wrathful kings, through the fire of fission and the light of the nuclear core, illuminate all suffering and hardship."

What kind of compassion is this? The beginning was alright, attributing the cause of human evil to the Heavenly Demon, but the second half doesn't make sense. Killing everyone is supposed to save us from calamity?

Furthermore, it is said that nuclear radiation is his incarnation, the light and heat generated by fission are the true form of the Bright King, and the burning of the world is his great compassion.

"Lord Jingu..."

Jingu put down his pen and looked at Kazanin Haru with a half-smile.

"What, are you going to try to stop me from doing this kind of thing too?"

"No, we just hope that next time Lord Jingu has any ideas, he can inform us in advance. Otherwise, it's hard to handle without some mental preparation..."

Kayama Inshun was well aware that the shrine lacked its own opinions on certain matters and could be left to their discretion.

But once he's made up his mind to do something, it's impossible to change it until he's satisfied.

Therefore, Hanayama Haru gave up on trying to dissuade the shrine and instead began to think about how to handle the matter.

"So, what are your plans, Lord Shrine Master? Do you need me to arrange the relevant matters? For example, to arrange media publicity, or to help you choose a good location to build a temple?"

"No need. After I finish writing, I'll go to each of those senior monks and see who can grant my request."

Jingu lowered his head again and continued writing.

"But those guys probably won't agree... right?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than springtime arrived at Huashanyuan.

To put it bluntly, this is simply the usual way the Shinto shrine operates.

If the other party does not agree, they will force them to agree; in more serious cases, they will overthrow the current leader and install a new one in power.

"Go to Mount Koya first, then Mount Hiei, and then Honganji Temple. Go to each of them one by one and force them to agree."

With just a casual remark from Jingu, Kazanin Haru could imagine the scene of heads rolling on the ground.

Just like before, just like when they chopped off the heads of those old men.

In a sense, the shrine was indeed a tyrant, brooking no argument or compromise, and those who did not obey faced only death.

Hanayama Haru stopped talking. She knew there was nothing more she could do about it. All she could do was clean up the mess and handle the subsequent publicity.

When Jingu said these words, he did not shy away from Kishimo, who was still following closely behind him.

Go and deliver the message, convey his thoughts to those bald monks, let them choose whether to prepare for war or surrender, although there's not much difference between the two.

The shrine's brushstrokes gradually sharpened, and the crows on the eaves began to squawk excitedly.

"quack!"

A chill ran down the back of the Japanese mother, and a look of worry inevitably crept onto her brow.

She was not worried about the impending upheaval in Buddhism, but about the innocent people who would die because of the tyranny of the shrine.

The Goddess of Love and Joy, despite her origins as a violent and evil demon like the Demon Mother, is a completely benevolent deity who does not wish to see the sight of weapons and war.

So, after hesitating from last night until today, she finally spoke.

"Lord Jingu, what price must I pay to make you stop thinking this way?"

That's right. If sacrificing one's chastity or something else could persuade the shrine to stop him from doing this, that would be good.

She would rather the shrine simply be trying to destroy Buddhism, rather than promoting its ideology to mislead the world.

But Jingu simply raised his head, glanced at her, and spoke calmly.

"Oniko-mama, you haven't answered the question from last night yet, have you?"

The demoness shook her head. The true Dharma she upheld was both the teachings left by the Buddha and the Buddhist teachings that could spread these teachings to the world. These two were not in conflict.

"Hehehehe..."

Jingu chuckled softly, as if he already knew Kishimo's answer.

"This is the true Dharma, this is true compassion. Just like the little boy who fell from the sky, destruction and death are also part of compassion."

"If there were no absolute violence and terror, how could people feel fear and choose to submit?"

“Even if I don’t do it, those high monks will eventually join forces with others to try to bring me down. When that day comes, can you imagine how many ordinary people will be involved and how many people will die?”

"this......"

Of course, these were just casual remarks from Jingu; he didn't actually possess such a thing. If he had, he wouldn't have allowed Minamoto no Yoritomo to accumulate power at that time.

He just found it more fun to leave the other person speechless. That's the kind of person he is.

"So if you want to show mercy, then go and persuade them to surrender. Convey the message to them and make them kneel down and worship me as their supreme master. Then nothing will be left. Can you do that?"

The answer was no, and the Demon Mother knew that although she was a guardian deity, she was different from the Shinto, which was closely connected with human gods.

In Buddhism, the incarnations of gods and Buddhas, such as her, Swiftness, and Vaishravana, are merely allies in cooperation and do not possess any real power.

Secular sectarian issues are not within their jurisdiction; they are in the hands of the monks who practice, the so-called "Buddhas in this very life."

Therefore, she could not change their minds; her words only made the flames burn brighter.

Chapter 229 Without Love, There Will Be Destruction

The atmosphere at the small shrine has been very strange these past few days.

No, it's less about the atmosphere and more about the sudden change in lifestyle that makes people feel a bit uncomfortable.

Even though the weather is getting cooler, people are dressed much more lightly than they were in the sweltering heat.

As the high priestess, Suga Ai altered her shrine maiden outfit to be transparent from front to back, with openings at the armpits, sides, and sides of the skirt and pants.

Other girls followed suit, shortening their skirts and moving towards sleeveless and spaghetti strap styles.

This puzzled the intern gardener, Siji. Did humans feel different temperatures than she did? Why did people wear less clothing when the weather got cooler?

As a newcomer, she had no idea how terrifying and horrifying it was that the shrine hadn't touched these girls for several days in a row.

That was something that had never happened since I first tasted it, not even a day before.

However, what happened in the last few days has plunged the girls at the shrine into unprecedented self-doubt.

Is it because your outfits haven't been flattering lately? Or have you run out of ideas? Logically, the shrine's three-minute enthusiasm should be quickly abandoned, and you should be having a party to enjoy yourself first, right?

As a result, Jingu really didn't sleep for several days, and just wrote things. At first, they even suspected that Jingu might have secretly slept with Kishimo, which would have made sense.

In the end, Kishimo only kept nagging and persuading the shrine maiden for several days and nights, but didn't actually do anything.

They were so engrossed in writing scriptures that they didn't touch them, but after finally finishing, they thought the shrine would reward them and let them have some fun.

So everyone prepared in advance, washing everything thoroughly, but nothing came of it.

After finishing writing the scriptures, the shrine dug up an old tree root from somewhere and began to study carving.

This has led to a strange atmosphere at the shrine in recent days, with unease and suspicion building up and gradually igniting amidst the conflicts and clashes between the girls.

Without love, this world would surely be destroyed!

There wasn't a single person who noticed this eerie atmosphere and was able to pinpoint the core of the problem.

Minor frictions that were originally harmless in life can now easily turn into weapons used by women to attack each other.

"You damn turkey, why are you pressing so hard? The controller is very fragile!"

"I want to! What's it to you? It's not like I'm spending your money!"

"What did you say?!"

Then came a series of muffled sounds of mutual fighting, though it seemed to be just a routine between Kaguya and Chiyo.

But even Kaguya, who usually remained composed and toyed with Chiyo, clearly fell into this emotional state, and the other girls weren't much better off.

After several days of this atmosphere, the shrine finally received an outsider.

"Strange, why do I have a bad feeling about this?"

Iizuna Maru stood in front of the torii gate, holding a camera and a pen and paper.

Although it wasn't my first time here, this time I felt there was something eerie about the shrine.

But it must just be my imagination, right? Iizuna Maru dismissed the thought. The only danger here at the Shrine was the possibility of getting a chicken dinner, what else could it be?

"Hey! What are you guys doing?"

What?

Faced with these rare guests, not a single person stepped forward to greet them; their eyes were either gloomy or they looked like they were in a bad mood.

very strange

Without pausing, Iizuna Maru quickly wrote a new title on the paper.

[Several teenage girls looked pale and ashen. What happened?]

Since they were too lazy to entertain him, Iizuna Maru didn't go up to greet them.

"Shin-gu? I heard you're planning something big lately?"

In the shrine's backyard, Jingu was examining what was in front of him, while Kishimo was trying to persuade him.

After relaying the news that the shrine was going to take action against Buddhism, Kishimo returned to the place and tried to change the shrine's decision through various means.

But in the end, it was all for naught.

"Huh? What brings you here, you tengu?"

Jingu, whose thoughts had been interrupted, looked up and was somewhat surprised to see Iizuna Maru.

"You rascal, you were planning something big and didn't even tell me. It's been days since I found out."