Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Despite realizing the trap in Jingu's words, Ibuki still jumped right in without a second thought.

"If you're going to make compensation, then make it up to me properly. If you need me to do something, then it's not compensation."

The two seemed to be speaking in riddles, and the incomprehensible song "Jing Liuli" interrupted their conversation.

"Stop talking nonsense. As the chief judge of Hell, I am going to arrest you and use you as a test subject for my new improved facilities in Hell."

Having brought herself so much extra work and being tricked by the shrine, she was going to vent all her anger on Ibuki.

She'll definitely tie this guy to a chair with spikes and torture him until his sentence is over.

"Sure, I can't hide or run away now, so you can give it a try."

Ibuki's smiling face contrasted sharply with Kajō Ruri's cold expression.

"Don't be in such a hurry. I want to drink first. It's my hobby to taste things that others can't. We can talk about other things later."

Jingu intervened between the two, calming the tension that was about to escalate into a fight.

"Ah, that's true. I'm sorry, Miss Enma, I have another drink to attend, so I'll have to leave you here for a bit."

Ibuki shrugged. Of course, she wouldn't prepare drinks for other people, much less let anyone else she invited taste them.

"Liuli, just wait a little while, I promise she won't run away."

How credible are your promises? Ge Jing Liuli bit her lip, cursing inwardly, but didn't make a move.

Jingu walked toward Ibuki, who was already prepared behind him.

Adjacent to Lake Biwa, a small table was simply set up with only two wine glasses and a small dish of side dishes.

They sat directly on the floor, facing a small table.

Gejing Liuli could only stand aside, her gaze wandering back and forth between the two of them.

If eyes could materialize, they could probably bite a chunk of flesh off both of them.

After sitting down, Ibuki didn't keep anyone in suspense and took out an old jar that smelled of earth, shaking it a couple of times.

Some of the solidified liquid inside gradually liquefied as it was shaken, and a strong smell of alcohol wafted out as soon as it was opened.

"Don't be put off by its strong smell; this is truly a rare and wonderful product."

As Ibuki poured the sake, he explained the origin of the item to Jingu.

"This is the last part of the eight jars of wine that supposedly intoxicated the Yamata no Orochi, and it was also the precious wine that my father used to enjoy his last moments."

Both of them knew perfectly well that Yamata no Orochi was Susanoo, also known as Ōkuninushi. The truth behind the so-called drunkenness and subsequent killing was self-evident, even after peeling back the layers of falsehood.

To say goodbye to my past, I specially prepared the best wine.

"Even as the goddess of wine, after losing so much of her divine power, she could no longer replicate this treasure, so it is undoubtedly the only one left."

There was some sediment in the wine, but that didn't bother them. Jingu and Ibuki clinked their glasses together and then drank it all in one gulp.

The spicy sensation was just like when Jingu first drank at Ibuki's place, but being very experienced, he didn't have any additional reaction.

"Ah—! That was so satisfying! No wonder it's that bastard's best work; she got to enjoy so much of it all by herself."

Ibuki put down her wine glass, her face quickly turning red. You can't judge whether she's drunk or not just by looking at the blush on her face.

But this time, he seemed to be a little drunk.

Ibuki reached out and poured more wine, but instead of drinking it all in one gulp, she leaned against the tree behind her, holding the glass.

"Shingu, do you know what I'm about to do?"

"I can probably guess a little bit, more or less."

Jingu took a sip and answered as expected.

"Although you are not human and your behavior and logic seem to be completely different from ordinary people, in essence, you are just like humans, controlled by emotions and desires."

Having spent so much time with these gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters, the shrine gradually discovered their true nature.

What may seem like eccentricity or unconventionality is actually just a more authentic and extreme pursuit of one's desires.

Just like the creatures in the animal kingdom, there are insect princesses representing the desire for life, gluttonous beasts representing the desire for food, and Bao Ji representing the desire for lust. Gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters are similar to them, only not as pure.

"Ha, is it that obvious? You, Momiji, even that fox Tamamo-no-Mae, and Hōhime all guessed it. Probably only that idiot Ushi-no-Mae doesn't understand, right?"

Ibuki chuckled self-deprecatingly; she had thought that by maintaining a state of hedonism, she could conceal it well.

"Although alcohol is something that can be used for enjoyment, if you're drunk every day, then it's not about happiness."

Even a hedonist and womanizer like Jingu wouldn't get drunk every day to seek that feeling of indulging in fantasy.

Just as those who seek death are essentially still trying to live, those who indulge in alcoholic fantasies are essentially helpless in the face of reality.

"However, I still don't quite understand what exactly is bothering you. Is it that you couldn't endure the interrogation with Ugly Queen? Or is it something else?"

Upon hearing her subordinate's name, Ge Jing Liuli, who was standing to the side, perked up her ears, but the two only mentioned it briefly and then stopped talking about it.

"No, it's precisely because there's no reason..."

Chapter 249 Enma's Fighting Style

It was not for any particular purpose, nor was it driven by profit or interest.

On the contrary, it is precisely because there is nothing, no expectations, no goals, and no meaning.

A life born from discarded things, a life no one expected, a son of the mountain god accidentally born from rotting scraps.

To be born into this world without being expected by anyone, nor without being blessed or cursed.

This is the infamous demon of Mount Ōe, the true origin of the so-called Shuten-dōji.

For humans, such things are nothing, after all, humans are living beings with the desire to live.

But for demons, or naturally born gods and Buddhas, having no meaning to exist is equivalent to death; life only has two possibilities: zero or one.

Unleashing his innate desires, he earned the title of the Demon of Mount Oe. After wandering the world for a while, Ibuki gradually matured.

He began to seek the meaning of his birth and found his "father".

"So you were harshly criticized, right? And not recognized, after all, it was an identity that you abandoned and completely severed."

The shrine maiden could roughly guess what had happened, after all, he knew more or less about the personality of the Ōkuninushi-no-kami.

Although mature and experienced, she could distinguish things very clearly, and besides, Ibuki didn't have a good reputation at the time.

They would punish Benzaiten harshly with methods such as confinement, and naturally wouldn't treat Ibuki, who had a bad reputation and was born unexpectedly from the half of himself that he had abandoned, with any kindness.

Even the well-known Ugly Gozen didn't seem to be taken seriously by Ōkuninushi, who simply gave her the incarnation of Ox-Headed Heavenly King. Perhaps this was a form of care?

Raising children is truly the biggest challenge in the world.

Jingu finished the wine in his cup and couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, he didn't have that intention, like the Great God of the Nation, whose descendants are everywhere but few are well raised.

But thinking about it, the Great God of the Nation has many roles, acting as both father and mother, and playing many different roles. He is already on the verge of a split personality.

At this moment, someone suddenly arrives at the door. It is the infamous demon Shuten-dōji, who claims to be her child. This is definitely unbearable.

Upon further inquiry, it turned out to be a child unexpectedly born from the evil half of herself that she had long since abandoned and no longer used.

The shrine maiden understood somewhat; it was indeed difficult to judge either side unilaterally on this kind of issue. One could only say that being a god was truly a difficult thing to do.

Doing anything might lead to the birth of a new life. I can't just leave it alone, but if I do take care of it, it's not like I subjectively wanted this child, which would only add to my burden and cause me a lot of headaches.

In order not to repeat the mistakes of his predecessors, Jingu decided to keep a close eye on his own behavior.

Ibuki remained silent, simply drinking his wine while gazing at the lake below the mountain.

The leaves have begun to turn yellow. She used to gather all sorts of ghosts here and drink all night long; those were some of the few truly happy times she had.

They don't think about why they live, they have no worries, and they don't need to bear the burden of being a demon leader. All they need to do is drink happily and squander violence.

On the contrary, the more alcohol one drinks, the less enjoyable it becomes.

Ibuki removed the collar from her neck; the wound that had severed her neck had now completely healed.

Her smooth neck was free of any marks.

The alcohol used to sting my throat, but that pain is gone now.

With a flushed face, Ibuki swayed as she lifted the sake jar, but not a single drop of sake came out.

"Huh, it's all gone already? Why didn't that bastard brew more?"

Somewhat dissatisfied and slightly drunk, Ibuki stood up and spilled the last of her drink on the ground.

"Hiccup~ Now that we've finished the wine, let's get down to business and let me have a good time."

Gejing Liuli, who had been waiting for a long time, was also ready.

"Let's start with the unexpected uninvited guest."

When she opened her eyes again, Ibuki was no longer in a drunken state; a mad aura emanated from her, and even her expression became eccentric.

"Why not just try to revert to the form of Yamata no Orochi? It was such a troublesome process to get our hands on it."

Kagome Ruri held the token in her hand and had the Pure Ruri Mirror at her waist, facing Ibuki with composure.

"unnecessary!"

The sharp demon claws moved swiftly, aiming straight for Kajou Ruri's face. The petite Enma and the demon Ibuki were not even in the same league in terms of physical strength.

If that claw had actually pinched Ge Jing Liuli's face, her aloof and pretty face would probably have been smashed open like a watermelon.

"A pardon is hereby issued, and reinforcements are dispatched."

The gates of hell swung open, and the stench of sulfur filled the air. From them leaped several monstrous jailers, their claws and teeth bared, brandishing weapons.

However, the hideous demons from hell encountered even more violent spirits.

The weapons that were originally used to deal with criminals were now easily crushed like tofu, and the strong wind from the swinging ghost claws cut them into several pieces.

Blood and entrails were splattered on the surrounding trees, adding a strange touch to the scene.

Ge Jing Liuli took several steps back without a change in expression, using the lives of these prison guards to buy time to create distance.

"Ha, are we just going to sacrifice them like this? Isn't that a bit heartless?"

Shaking off the blood that had stained it, Ibuki charged forward again.