Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

At the bottom of Lake Suwa, several people were watching a huge white snake.

Kajō Ruri, who ran away from her job in Hell, took one last look at Suwa Myōjin, the shrine where she once lived, and treated it as a chat with a pretty girl.

"Excellent. Although it can't compare to the original Yamata no Orochi, it's more than enough as the cornerstone of Hell. The divinity it retains is more than sufficient."

When Kagome Ruri compared him to Orochi, and said that Kagome Ruri was even inferior to him, Suwa Myojin curled his lip.

"Thank you so much, Shrine. On behalf of the Ten Kings and the entire Hell, I sincerely thank you for your help."

Overjoyed, Kajō Ruri also expressed her gratitude to the shrine, while Suwa Myōjin, who had truly given her body, received nothing in return.

"It's not that serious, it's just a small matter."

Jingu felt somewhat embarrassed, after all, he was considered half a source of trouble, and he couldn't quite keep up with such enthusiastic thanks.

"No need to refuse or be modest, Lord Shrine. Hell will always remember your help. As long as it doesn't involve the rules of Hell's operation, you can tell me what you need."

"No, no, really no need."

The two went back and forth refusing, but Suwa Myojin was very unhappy. He was using her body and was forced to "voluntarily" donate it, but it was as if she had nothing to do with it.

But there was no other way; a wise person knows when to yield. She could tolerate the God of the Heavens back then, and she can tolerate the God of the Shrine now.

After pushing and shoving each other for a while, the two finally got back to business.

Ge Jing Liuli clapped her hands, and the Liuli light pillar pinned the white snake's head, tail, and seven-inch mark.

Although she couldn't feel it, Suwa Myojin still felt a phantom pain in her body, as if it were piercing her.

Clap your hands again, and the ground at the bottom of the lake suddenly trembles and then cracks, but no water flows down.

Countless hands stretched out from the gates of hell, densely packed together, dragging the enormous white serpent downwards into hell.

If you only look at this scene, you might mistake them for members of some chaotic and evil faction.

But all three of them are truly lawful, each a loyal bulwark of order.

"All done. The Ten Princes will handle the rest."

The White Serpent was dragged into Hell, Suwa Myojin was forced to part ways with his other half, and Kajo Ruri clasped her hands together and closed the gates of Hell.

"Aren't you going back together?"

"No, I have other things to do in the mortal world. The culprit who caused the unrest has not yet been brought to justice."

It seems that Gejing Liuli never intended to go back in the first place.

"Besides, I've been working overtime for a long time, so I need to relax a bit first."

Having said that, he turned to look at the shrine with a smile.

"Lord Jingu, would you be so kind as to host me and offer me a small meal?"

Chapter 244 The Great Hell Transformation Plan

"In conclusion, the court's verdict is: guilty!"

As the hammer fell heavily, some cheered, while others looked ashen-faced. It seemed like a victory for justice, yet it didn't.

Jingu Waka Joruri sat on the jury bench. Although she was a little bored, she gladly accepted the offer because she could pick up girls.

"Why come to court to relax? Shouldn't we be going somewhere more interesting at a time like this?"

"We should absorb the new legal system and trial standards of mankind today. After all, hell cannot always rely on the old-fashioned principle of retaliation as the standard of judgment."

Gejing Liuli put on her glasses and started writing and drawing in her notebook, seemingly recording something.

"And where do you think we should go to relax? Are there any interesting places in the world?"

"Um......"

Jingu, please think about it.

"For example, aren't amusement parks, zoos, and aquariums great places to relax?"

"A human amusement park? You mean a place where a group of people sit on very safe equipment, do very dangerous things, and enjoy that kind of thrill?"

Gejing Liuli closed the notebook and turned her head away.

"If their cars could fly directly off the cliff and crash into the mountainside, or if they had a sea of ​​fire and lava beneath the pirate ship, or if they had spiked guns stuck in the bottom of the drop tower, then it might be a bit interesting."

"Ah, good idea. When we get back, we'll add such facilities to Hell, giving those souls who have been tormented for too long a place to relax."

Seemingly inspired, Gejing Liuli opened her notebook again and drew several sketches of amusement facilities, except that they were limited to one-way trips only.

"To be honest, the guards had been complaining about the monotony of the punishments and kept telling me they wanted something new. Let's take advantage of the renovation of Hell to do a major overhaul."

Gejing Liuli was seriously considering this matter. The jailers of the Eight Hot Hells were tired of constantly poking at people who had just stopped eating and boiling molten iron with various weapons.

The Eight Cold Hells complained that all they had was cold, nothing else, and suggested that it should be transformed into a snow and ice park!

Engage in a naked skiing marathon filled with traps and fun, where the leader at each stage can choose between warm clothing and offensive weapons.

Should we strengthen our defenses, or grab a weapon, use ski poles to stab our opponent in the eye, and rely on our bodies to fight off the cold?

Indeed, pure torture only numbs people. Giving them some hope and reward, and then taking it away, offering up their passion and the failure after hard work, is the best way to torture them.

"Hehehe~"

Gejing Liuli let out a strange laugh, drawing everyone's attention to her.

"If amusement parks aren't that interesting, how about an aquarium or a zoo?"

"Going to that kind of place is not as good as going directly to the animal kingdom, where the variety and vitality of creatures far exceed those of these domesticated animals."

"Moreover, humans simply keep dangerous animals in cages and observe them from a safe place, finding them cute and adorable, ignoring their cruel instincts..."

Halfway through her speech, Gejing Liuli stopped talking, calming down a bit from her carefree state.

"Sorry, I was a little..."

"I got a little agitated. This is my hobby and interest, and even as a presiding judge, I haven't improved. You saw me lose my composure."

Not being in the solemn Yama's Hall, and without subordinates around, it's easy to lose control of oneself.

A wicked hobby and a strange sense of excitement—but in hell, isn't that the kind of person who's normal?

"Oh, that's alright. But if you don't like any of these, what would you like to do?"

Jingu didn't care; in fact, she found the sketches in the notebook quite interesting.

Just kidding, drinking molten iron coffee, riding a branding iron carousel, and watching prison guards play death-themed heavy metal music with bones and intestines—that's super fun, super hellish, okay?

All I can say is that while the shrine maiden certainly won't sit on it to play, it's perfectly fine for the audience to watch.

If it's actually made, be sure to invite him to the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

"Um......"

Gejing Liuli thought for a moment.

"Actually, I would prefer a place like a courtroom where I can see stories about crime or something exciting."

Got it. You like those B-rated forbidden scenes and you're a fan of extreme tastes, so it's simple, isn't it?

Once the shrine had decided on a place to go, it immediately arranged for someone to make the necessary arrangements.

"Come on, let's go to the movies."

He simply grabbed the other person's hand, not caring whether it was inappropriate or hasty.

"Movie?"

Is this what modern cinema is all about?

Sitting in the private cinema, Ge Jing Liuli seemed curious about everything around her.

Haven't you seen it?

Jingu is still selecting films. Although he has collected a bunch of B-movie discs, those pure gore films certainly won't satisfy him or the judge of hell.

It needs to have substance and sensory stimulation; mere bloodshed is meaningless.

"No, it's just that when I last learned about movies, they were still using those bulky machines to project intermittent images."

If it weren't for the recent events related to the shrine that caused several disturbances in Hell, Kajō Ruri probably wouldn't have stepped out of the Enma Hall for decades.

Overtime, overtime, endless overtime, without a moment's rest, let alone any kind of break.

Although I learned about things in the present world from the memories of some sinners, I basically just skimmed through them. Who would pay attention to animation within animation?

"Ah, that was a long time ago. Movies are completely different now, although there are still a lot of bad ones."

In fact, this is Jingu watching a movie in a theater; although it's a private event, it's no different from watching it at home.

I glanced over B-movies like "Teeth," "Human Centipede," and "Mermaid in the Sewer," which were purely for sensationalism and had no real interest.

Jingu has finally found a suitable movie, so let's go with this one.

"Have you made your choice? What kind of story is it?"

Gejing Liuli held a bucket of fried shrimp in her hands, filled with curiosity about modern film technology.

"Ah... While it might cause phantom pain for ordinary people, it's probably just normal for you. But the story is still quite interesting."

Although Jingu was somewhat confident in the extent of human depravity, the thought that the person beside her was the chief judge of Hell, who had seen all sorts of perversions, made her less confident.

However, since she had already made her choice, she was afraid that if the shrine was too extreme, she wouldn't be able to finish watching it. So she decided to just take a look and see.

I sat down, and as the movie logo gradually flashed by, a small wooden puppet appeared on the screen.

"Hi, I'd like to play a game with you."

Chapter 245 Evil

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, why?"

From within the hidden cave came Ibuki's unwilling roar.

"The puzzle is complete, and my blood is boiling, so why can't we fully merge?"

Ibuki couldn't understand why, even though everything was ready, she just couldn't completely unite and transform back into the tyrannical and chaotic God of Calamity.

"Father, have you done something wrong? Who's there! Show yourself!"