Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Having become somewhat accustomed to this kind of talk, Kaguya began to criticize the strange recipe.

Even if it's Kaguya tea, shouldn't the whole person be immersed in water?

But wouldn't that be like drinking bathwater?

"Tsk, I just want to taste your smooth hair and that wicked tongue. If it were your skin, it would turn into milk tea."

"What kind of pervert are you?!"

Kaguya blushed slightly; even she couldn't quite accept the shrine's perverse tastes.

Jingu sighed regretfully, took a sip of spring water, and continued to appreciate his own doujinshi.

"Did you go to CM today?"

Kaguya casually picked up two books from beside Jingu and discovered they were new works she had never read before.

"Damn it! Why didn't you take me?! Damn it! Do you know how much I was looking forward to it?!"

Kaguya is a homebody, but it's not that she wants to be one; she's just used to it.

In order to avoid Yagokoro and Tsukuyomi, create a self

The illusion of being dead has been a habit for over a thousand years, and even though we are relatively free now, it is hard to change it in a short time.

For an otaku like her, comic conventions are like a dreamland, where she can reap countless treasures of fan art and derivative works.

It's outrageous that the shrine didn't even call her.

"It's not over yet, you can go tomorrow."

The shrine remained unmoved, but then, as if remembering something, it casually mentioned it.

"But today was quite interesting. I encountered a real-life storyline from a doujinshi. The male victim shot and killed the blond guy and his girlfriend. It was quite amusing."

"All minotaurs deserve to die!"

Kaguya said something viciously.

"But pulling out a gun at a comic convention is a bit scary. Now that you mention it, I'm not interested in going anymore. The atmosphere probably feels weird."

The joy of comic conventions lies in the atmosphere; the happiness of everyone discussing their hobbies is contagious.

However, if something bad happens, such as an argument or a fight, negative emotions can be contagious.

There was just a shooting today. Even if CM can continue operating, the atmosphere will become very strange, and it will be impossible to have fun.

"Is it scary? I find it quite interesting."

"You don't understand. What's scary isn't the guns themselves, but the relationship of trust."

"Trust relationship?"

Hearing something unexpectedly philosophical from Kaguya's mouth, Jingu became somewhat interested.

"That's right, it's about trust between people."

Kaguya sighed.

"Just like the trust relationship between authors and readers, trust relationships also need to be established between people for society to function properly."

The author needs to prove to the reader that they will seriously continue writing the story, and if the reader cannot convince the author that someone will seriously read it, the story will not continue.

Just like in a romantic relationship, only when you are sure that the other person loves you back, and you have established that trust, will someone take the initiative to take the first step and establish a romantic relationship.

"If this kind of thing happens too often, there will be no trust between people. Interpersonal relationships without trust are meaningless. Is this a post-apocalyptic wasteland?"

Jingu was somewhat surprised, not expecting Kaguya to consider such a matter; it was truly beyond his expectations.

"That's strange. Have you gone mad from sleeping? Aren't you the kind of villain who would maliciously watch humans fight to the last person in front of you and then take pleasure in it?"

"That was clearly you! I am the pure, kind, gentle, and virtuous Princess Kaguya. How could I do such a thing?"

"Ah..."

Jingu gave a disdainful laugh.

"Does 'gentle and virtuous' mean pretending to cry while actually laughing so hard your whole body is shaking behind your sleeves?"

"I think I get it. If you can't build trust with people, in other words, people are hard to fool, and then you won't have any fun, right?"

Kaguya scoffed when her inner thoughts were exposed.

"Sigh, modern people are not so easy to fool. In the past, I didn't even need to pretend, and people would still have all sorts of wonderful assumptions about me."

"Now, if you say you're a girl while playing a game, you'll be suspected a thousand times over. Even if you use voice chat, people will suspect you're using a voice changer or a scammer. And if you do a live stream, people will question whether you're using a beauty filter."

"Damn modern society! Why are people so wary? Why can't they believe in a wonderful encounter or something?"

Then she would manipulate him ruthlessly, so that Kaguya could enjoy the tragic scene of her dream shattering.

This woman is beyond saving.

Jingu gave her a disdainful look, then suddenly an interesting idea arose in his mind.

"Kaguya, you like live streaming?"

Chapter 277 The Purpose of the Gun Worship Cult

"Are you very afraid of him?"

On the train, Ogasawara Yoriko asked Kuga Mitsuko with some confusion.

When she met with Jingu before, Jingu's female companions all acted quite naturally.

Only today, Kuga Hikaru seemed impatient and ran away with her.

"No, it can't be called fear."

After escaping from the shrine, Kuga Hikaru relaxed completely, took off his shoes, put his feet up on the back seat in front of him, and lay down.

"I'm just nervous. I can't relax at all when I'm around him."

No one can guarantee what the shrine will think of next, what it will do, or what the consequences will be.

This forces ordinary people like them to be on edge when interacting with the shrine, lest their words or actions give the shrine any new ideas.

The more he does, the more mistakes he makes. If he doesn't appear by the Shrine's side, then whatever he does will have nothing to do with Kuga Hikaru.

"Can't you relax? Isn't Lord Jingu quite kind?"

Ogasawara Yoriko had no idea what these things meant, and naturally, she didn't feel any tension.

She felt that she had only interacted with the shrine several times, and he was always quite easygoing. Although she knew he was a terrifying being, she did not feel uncomfortable.

"Ah, you inhuman creatures, you just don't understand at all. Oh, it seems there are things even humans can't understand."

Kuga Hikaru gave me an expression that said, "I can't talk to you fanatics."

"Let's not talk about that. Let's get down to business. How are you going to investigate the Spear Cult?"

"Huh? Hasn't the Metropolitan Police Department investigated this kind of thing?"

Ogasawara Yoriko and Kuga Hikaru exchanged a glance, both filled with doubt.

"Don't you have any investigation results?"

"Didn't you plan to use clandestine methods to find out who's behind this?"

The two looked at each other for a while.

In the end, Kuga Hikaru was the first to be defeated, somewhat helplessly.

"I'll go back and see if I can still find the Metropolitan Police Department's reports and documents in the trash, but to be honest, I don't think there's any important information in them."

"Why? Is the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department really that useless?"

Ogasawara Yoriko didn't have a very good attitude towards these bureaucrats.

"Ah, although they're pretty useless, this time it's probably not their fault."

I just stretched.

“If it were an ordinary cult, they could probably find something out, but for a sect that clearly dabbles in some mysterious areas, a group of ordinary people wouldn’t be able to find anything.”

"Mysterious realm? Firearms and weapons have nothing to do with mystery, right? Besides, everyone I met last night was an ordinary person."

"No, that's what I thought too, but after your retelling, I'm certain they are a sect connected to the mystical."

Jiuwo Guang waved his finger at her.

"If the purpose of the gun worship cult is to make money and amass wealth, or to sell weapons under the guise of religion, then it means that they are indeed just an ordinary cult."

"However, they distribute firearms to ordinary people free of charge, without any threshold or conditions, and this is the only activity in the entire sect; there is nothing else."

situation. "

"If it's not a smokescreen, then their purpose is simply to distribute weapons to these ordinary people. What could it be for? It can't be to sell bulletproof vests, can it?"

After all, Kuga Hikaru grew up in the power struggles, and he could analyze these intricate matters of interests more thoroughly than Ogasawara Yoriko in just a few words.

"Therefore, judging from their behavior, their goal is nothing more than to expand the influence of their sect, but the sect itself does not amass wealth; in fact, it acts as a benefactor."

"This shows that they have enough financial resources and connections to support them. If they have such financial resources, why would they still want to run a cult? Their purpose must be related to mystery."

"Is the so-called gun worship cult really establishing a primitive belief system with firearms as its target? Just like the Kyoto Shinjin and the Kusanagi-no-Murakumo?"

"If swords can have personified deities, why can't firearms?"

In the darkness, a car drove into a secret base near Tokyo.

On the train, Shiba Heihachi was discussing his plans with Friedrich and others.

Dana pushed up her glasses and pointed out the mistake in his words.

"Faith is extremely inclusive. In fact, in our research, some religious paintings from the Ming Dynasty in China already depict heavenly soldiers holding muskets."

As you swipe across the screen in your hand, various images flash by.

As he drove, Ichiro Yamauchi muttered a few complaints under his breath.

"However, firearms cannot be personified as gods, mainly because they emerged alongside scientific development and the enlightenment of human intelligence."

"Human intelligence will overwhelm the mysterious realm. What humans fear and revere are often the unknown. The more we know, the less we understand."

"Therefore, for me, Buddha is a distant and incomprehensible being, which is why everyone worships Buddha."