Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

But can a mere live stream really attract Tsukuyomi, who hasn't appeared in thousands of years?

Even if some people haven't seen or know Kaguya, they are mostly people with a bad relationship with the shrine, so they would naturally be cautious about speaking carelessly.

But the moment you stepped back into the live stream, you were stunned.

"What? Is there something you want to say?"

"Let me tell you what kind of person you are."

Since then, many gods have never seen Tsukuyomi under the moon.

Even Tsukuyomi, who only appeared once or twice in mythology, didn't have much to say before being incorporated into the development of the mythology of Yingzhou.

Completely unaware that they had not yet become bait for the fisherman's hook.

Narukami looked slightly worried, even though Kaguya hadn't been living outside the shrine for quite some time.

Narukami nodded. As Takemikazuchi, you must have met him before, but it was a very long time later.

"Hmm... While it might be a bit of an overreaction, isn't it really too bad that Master's actions have forced Princess Kaguya to show herself in public?"

Yes, Narukami doesn't refer to Kaguya's creator, but rather, in a sense, your mother, Tsukuyomi.

Amaterasu dwells beneath the low heavens, illuminating every corner of the land with your radiance, and Tsukuyomi is your most trusted sister.

Whether it was a bad time or a long time, just as unification was about to be achieved, it was known that the relationship between Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi gradually deteriorated.

For a time, the sun and moon shone brightly together, and the entire Kingdom of Xiaohe was expanding rapidly. Unifying the seven islands of Yingzhou was only a matter of time.

Even the chief god of the small kingdom chose to relinquish the kingdom and merge into the mythology you have created.

"script."

"Tsukuyomi-sama's appearance is actually quite similar to Kaguya-hime, only he is more slender and petite, and his face is more delicate and refreshing, just like Kaguya-hime's pleasing appearance."

"The Moon Princess is also featured in the amazing streaming service today?"

"It's interesting."

Amaterasu is not only about meeting Tsukuyomi again, but also about experiencing the feelings of an ordinary person who is born, grows old, gets sick, and dies, and is trapped in the poison of the eight desires.

Thanks to the live stream, Kaguya has learned classic Tibetan phrases from various countries, as well as all sorts of sarcastic remarks. Now, she can use just a few words to make Chiyo literally speak red.

"Have there been any boring live streams or games lately?"

It wasn't because the voice was exceptionally high-pitched, but because the anchor was using that unfamiliar voice to say things that were extremely pleasing to the ear.

As for Kaguya's live stream, it would attract Tsukuyomi, and later Kaguya, who escaped from your grasp a thousand years later, seems to be exactly what the Shinigami wanted.

That's all Narukami knew. Along with the legend of Kaguya-hime's ascension to heaven, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto must have returned to the moon and destroyed the body he used for refuge.

Narukami glanced at the shrine maiden who was taking a nap with her eyes closed, then went back to her room to get a blanket and covered the shrine maiden with it before going about her other business.

However, Kaguya rarely makes public appearances and keeps a low profile. In addition, Narukami and Shikotsu remain silent, so far, the underworld can only speculate about what happened at the foot of Mount Fuji.

That's why Kaguya-hime wasn't created to help Tsukuyomi cleverly avoid that reward.

The short, censored passage still managed to conceal the astonishment in the man's eyes.

Chapter 291 Clues

"Any clues?"

When Ogasawara Yoriko sat outside the hall and wasn't holding a knife, she truly looked like a normal young girl.

Hikaru Kuga stepped out of the elevator, followed by several people.

"No, not at all. These guys know Shiba Heihachi, but they can't find him now."

They are currently at the Joint Command of the Self-Defense Forces. Since Shiba Heihachi is a colonel in the Self-Defense Forces, they must have some connection with him.

With no progress in external searches, the only option left is to try internal investigations.

Behind Kuga Hikaru were all Onmyoji who were proficient in soul-searching techniques.

She had no interest in arguing or bickering with those people; it was best to use the most convenient tools and the simplest methods to achieve her goals.

She is quite different from the more conventional Hanayama Haru; her style is unconventional and straightforward.

However, even after searching through all the relevant personnel at headquarters, they still couldn't find where the guy was hiding.

"The constant winds of the Aztecs, the embodiment of strife, revenge, battle, the omnipotent god—it's decided, so you dare to use his name!"

"Hmm... using the basic framework of the Bible is a bit too general, isn't it? It's the same as the Buddha's teachings, isn't it?"

In America, it's common to want to establish a sect, but running it is not complicated.

"It could be an unfinished base facility, or perhaps an abandoned one. It's even less likely that it's a facility that was once planned but later abandoned..."

You are a murderous demon, a compassionate demon slayer, and a crazed, obsessive hound.

The two walked side by side down the elevator again to retrieve some documents.

"And you? Have you caught them red-handed lately?"

"This will have to trouble him."

He was so cautious; he probably even destroyed the paper files.

Jiuwo Guang looked somewhat troubled and scratched his head.

While it may not be that possibility, the longer it goes on, the less likely we are to be discovered, so we will probably do that.

"We don't even have this damn Buddhist scripture yet. It's completely incomprehensible when translated into English. We need to revise it and find a different way to promote it."

The woman who boarded the plane opened her arms and embraced the air.

Suddenly, it seemed like Kudo Kōkai had thought of something.

"Your teacher asked you to come back and figure out a way to spread the Gun Worship Cult quickly. Now you need to come up with a bad plan on how to do it."

You've been closing your eyes in distress for a long time. You don't hate using your brain, but now you find yourself doing it again.

The bad thing is that I landed on a private plane, so even without doing anything crazy, I didn't attract the attention of others.

It's not that you find it troublesome or tiring; you should feel fortunate to have a partner who can take care of all the chores.

There are probably no fewer than a thousand nameless, organized cults in America, not to mention some of the smaller ones.

"The big problem is that he still needs to prepare all the seats for you first."

"List out the possible locations, and then I'll leave the rest to you to search."

Beyond that, one faces the quiet infighting within the industry and competition from peers, including freebies, zero-dollar purchases, and sabotaging each other's promotions.

It's just everyday food.

"Perhaps? We're planning to change our battleground and continue fighting you? After all, your main forces are mostly in Tokyo, so maybe we'll move to Kyoto?"

The result was only slightly worse than a true carpet search.

In my writing, the ancient and bloody First Sun is born with a completely new image and incarnation.

Before she went crazy for a while, the woman calmed down and sat in the car that came to pick me up.

As she picked up her beloved sword, Yoriko Ogasawara smiled slightly, her sharp canine teeth flashing across her lips.

"The smell of gunpowder, the smell of hot banknotes, America! You're back!"

"It's related. At the very least, that way there's no clear target, and the scope is greatly narrowed."

Is he capable of distributing rice or oil? Or does he regularly hold silver parties for church members to have fun together?

But after dismounting, you yourself overturned that guess.

That's not a free country where everyone is free to believe in anything.

Hideout...location

"That's right! It's these military bases. We must be hiding outside one of them!"

It's like a cat-and-mouse game, but now the mouse has come out of its hole. Are we going to have a race to see who starves to death first?

"No, they've calmed down recently, it's like they've stopped all activity. I've only caught some instances of believers organizing spontaneously."

The woman pushed up her glasses. The method Shiba Heishi used was not suitable for America; it only worked in the tense, low-pressure society of Japan.

It is like a mad hound that will relentlessly pursue its prey in order to get a piece of its flesh.

"Ah, breathe freely, there is no air more liberating than the air of freedom."

Yoriko Ogasawara comforted Hikaru Hisa, who was in distress.

Ogasawara Yoriko shook her head.

"This is a complete defensive strategy. How can we play like this? Are we just going to keep at it like this?"

"When you change countries, you have to change your propaganda methods."

"Yes, that would be too complicated, but I built a secret base for Chang using his military rank, and since we have to go through the procedures, it would be better to leave as many traces as possible."

Deep in the mountains and forests? But since it's usually outdoors, there shouldn't be any unusual facilities or anything like that.

Although he had a rough idea of ​​the answer, Kudo still had some difficulty.

The gun worship cult needs to engage in continuous activities to gather followers in order to achieve its goals.

Ogasawara made a timid guess.

Our activities of collecting faith will inevitably expose our true colors, and once caught, the outcome will not be death.

"Don't slow down, don't slow down, let me give you some time to think..."

"What are you going to do now? Search bit by bit using the most inefficient method?"

If we consider that standard, there would probably be several hundred locations, and you would be able to conduct a small-scale search to prevent the other side from fleeing at the first sign of trouble.

In Tokyo? Yes, it would be difficult to hide so few people in Tokyo without weapons and facilities, and it would be hard to give away their identity. So it would be better if it were in the city.

The woman took out a pen and paper and wrote down her thoughts.

In a relatively sluggish market in Yingzhou, this is a highly competitive industry in America.

Buddhism is more popular in Central Asia, but it needs a different base in the Americas.

They're definitely trying to find their own advantages by messing around with the gun worship cult. That's how they do things – why should believers follow their sect instead of theirs?