Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

The girl grasped Jingu's hand, her eyes flashing with an indescribable meaning that left Jingu somewhat bewildered.

What's wrong with this kid? Is he that easy to fool? He practically jumped on the hook himself! The fisherman must be ecstatic.

However, it can be considered that one-third of the task has been completed successfully. As for what the child's fate will be, Jingu glanced at the five words "Friend and above" on the system and chuckled to himself.

How could he possibly have friends?

"Why don't you become my friend too? It's a great deal right now." Tenko Shugen glanced at the easily fooled Moritaka Asuka and sighed as he spoke.

"discount?"

“Yes, there’s a discount.” Tian Gongji pulled a POS machine out of his waist pocket.

"It would normally cost ten million to be friends with me, but since you're a long-time and potential client, I'll give you a 50% discount, five million. But since you just called me an old lady, I'll multiply that by ten, fifty million."

After a series of calculations, Tian Gong Ji Xian extended the POS machine towards Shen Gong and said, "How about it? Fifty million, swipe the card and we're friends."

"Senior Tian Gong, who pays money to become friends?"

"It's a soft whisper," Moritaka Asuka said.

"Am I a market god? Not some kind of super-rich god of wealth. Of course, everything I do involves transactions; circulation is the essence of the market. Enough talk, are you swiping your card or not?" Tian Gongji said nonchalantly.

"Di~"

"Great, we're friends now!"

"It actually works?" Jingu was surprised to see the numbers in the system. He had only swiped his card for fun, but it turned out to be real.

"Since we're new friends, I'll give you a small gift." Tenkyu Ji looked at the payment notification with satisfaction and said happily.

"Are you trying to save the current generation's Nakai-no-kami?"

"Yeah, so what? You have a way?" Jingu raised an eyebrow, looking unconvinced.

"Of course there is. You just need to use your favorite method to snatch her away and make her your own shrine maiden. Isn't that simple?"

Tenko-shu grinned wickedly. The shrine was certain that this guy was just like Tamamo-no-Mae, a troublemaker, or rather, a god of trouble.

"Of course, I don't know what the consequences will be if you take it, whether the stone will go out of control, or whether it will attract the two great gods who nailed the stone down back then."

"As a friend, shouldn't you at least offer some assistance? Forget about a kid like Asuka, but you've always claimed to be an ancient god, aren't you going to lend me a hand?"

"Sure, just send me the money. As long as you have enough, I'll beat any opponent for you, okay?"

Tenko's current attitude of prioritizing money left the God Palace speechless. Just yesterday, he had boasted to others that no god cared about money.

Today I encountered Tiangong Jixian, who only cares about money. Maybe this is karma for being a show-off.

"Goodbye! I'm leaving now. I need to go and talk to the Holy Son of Mingju first."

Jingu waved his hand, having completed two-thirds of the task in one go, which was already beyond expectations.

See you next time, Asuka~

Chapter 42 News Company

"Tamamo-mae!"

Just as Tamamo-no-Mae was about to leave, the door in front of her was slapped shut, sending her back to her original position.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed! Can't you just open the door properly?" Tamamo-no-Mae was so angry that her fox tail was sticking up, staring intently at the shrine maiden who opened the door with her foot.

"What's wrong? Why is your face so red? Did you sneak some spicy tofu again?"

"I'll eat your big head!"

Seeing that the fox was about to get angry, the shrine maiden stopped pretending to be stupid.

"Stop scratching, let's get down to business. Do you know where Mingju Shengzi is living now? I want to go and have a chat with her."

Upon hearing that there was something fun to be had, Tamamo-no-Mae lowered her half-exposed claws and revealed her usual wicked grin.

"What? You want to save her?"

"You fox, why didn't you tell me this sooner? You only brought it up now. You're having a good time hiding it, aren't you?"

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything. Tamamo-no-Mae's words only made the shrine maiden glare at her, wondering how successful she was at getting the fox under her thumb and spanking her.

"Hey~ it doesn't delay anything, it's the same whether I tell you sooner or later, it's not like I'm hiding it from you."

Seemingly acting on her animal instincts, Tamamo-no-Mae promptly excused herself and backed down, thus avoiding a potential bloodbath.

"How would I know where she is now? I'm not a tracker."

"Then what's the solution? Since you said it won't cause any delays, you must have a solution."

Tamamo-no-Mae's eyes darted around, and a plan suddenly came to her mind. She grinned mischievously and said, "Of course there's a way. I have a friend who knows almost everything that happens in Tokyo."

"Exactly, the price is..." Tamamo-no-Mae said with ill intent, "It's not a big deal. She's very curious about you and keeps pestering me to meet you."

"Then what are you waiting for? Come on, take me to see her!" Just as Shen Gong was about to take a step, he hesitated and said, "First, is she male or female? Is she good-looking?"

Tamamo-no-Mae gave him a disdainful look: "She's a woman, don't worry."

"That's good."

Water flows down the stone pillar.

Over the past sixteen years, Nagai Seiko has lost count of how many times she has repeated the same action, using water as the sharpest file in the world to polish the surface of the stone until it is smooth and round.

She was purifying her god, or perhaps she was simply forging a sword that could pierce the earth.

"It'll be soon, it'll be soon..."

Nagai Seiko muttered to herself in a low voice, but it was unclear what she was referring to.

"Hello, Nakai no Mamoru."

Some familiar voices sounded behind her, but when she turned around, Nagai Seiko found a face she had never seen before.

Her long, silver-white hair was woven into long braids that hung down her back. She wore a long dress made of red, blue, and white. She had a youthful face and a mature air about her.

"Didn't you recognize me? I am Yagokoro no Kagami, just call me Yagokoro."

"What is it?" Nagai Seiko's tone was neither cold nor warm.

"Are you dissatisfied with me, the murderer who put you on the execution platform? That's true."

The silver-haired woman spoke to herself, took out a jade bottle from her bosom, and placed it on the ground.

"At today's gathering, I foresaw that things might change in two days. If anything happens, please use this."

"What is this?" The Holy Son of Mingju did not rush to pick up the jade bottle.

"It's just a drug that lets you hold out longer and makes you cause a scene."

After saying that, the person disappeared, leaving only the echo of their voice in the wind.

"You know how to behave, right?"

After a long silence, the Holy Son of Mingju picked up the jade bottle and crushed it with a slight force. In the shards, a crystal-clear pill was held in his palm.

"Yes, of course I know my limits."

As if in response, Nagai Seiko swallowed the medicine in one gulp.

Are you sure? Your friend lives here?

As they rode the elevator upwards, Jingu looked at Tamamo-no-Mae with some suspicion. Shouldn't this fox's friend be somewhere deep in the mountains and forests?

But why are they now walking all the way up to the top floor of Toranomon Hills, Tokyo's tallest building? That doesn't make sense.

"Of course, what's the problem?" Tamamo-no-Mae calmly crossed her arms, dressed in a sophisticated urban style. Her usually unadorned face was now lightly made up, making her look even more fashionable.

"To be honest, I really can't imagine what kind of friend you would live in a place like this. Do you have some kind of secret family background?"

"Stop being silly, we're here."

With a ding, the elevator doors opened, revealing A4 papers flying everywhere and employees running back and forth.

"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! This is the content to be updated tonight! The deadline is fast approaching!"

"Eat shit! Still slacking off!"

"Who do you think you are, a god or demon in Jiangxi? Who gave you permission to write it like this?"

"A news company?" Jingu casually grabbed a piece of paper, which contained current events news.

"Yes, my friend works in journalism, so she's the first to know what's happening in Tokyo."

Tamamo-no-Mae led the shrine through the area with practiced ease, while the young girls, clad in high heels, moved about as if they were walking on air.

"Izuna!" Tamamo-no-Mae kicked open the office door.

"I've brought you the person you wanted!"

The room was filled with messy documents, and in the mountain of documents, a small space was cleared out where a woman was writing at an unimaginable speed.

His hand speed was so fast that it left afterimages in the air, and the hand-drawn newspaper, which combined writing and drawing, was as smooth as a printed one.

"Hmm? Tamamo?"

Although he raised his head, his hands didn't stop, remaining in the state of a human printer.

"Wait a moment!" After glancing at her, the other person understood the situation. She slammed her hand on the table, sending countless papers flying. A graceful figure soared back and forth like a whirlwind.

"Done!" The woman sat back in her chair, holding three pens in each hand. The manuscript paper floated to the ground, already fully formatted.

"Nice to meet you. I am Iizuna Maru, the president of this Tengu Newspaper and Tamamo's drinking buddy."

A girl with short, shoulder-length black hair appeared in front of Jingu in an instant, took Jingu's hand, and looked very capable in a V-neck short-sleeved shirt and skirt suit.

"You're the interesting junior that Tamamo mentioned, right? I'm quite interested in you."

"Actually, he's looking for you because he wants you to do him a favor." Tamamo-no-Mae winked at Iizuna-maru from behind, seemingly hinting at something.

“Oh~” Iizuna Maru showed a knowing look.

"Help me, that's easy."

"So easy to talk to?" The shrine sensed a conspiracy.

"I'm a very simple person."

Iizuna snapped his fingers, and an invisible airflow swept up all the papers in the room, which were then transported away through the ventilation ducts, instantly making the entire room feel much more spacious.