Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Jingu casually helped the girl tighten her clothes and sat down opposite the bartender girl.

"Hmm? The famous Shinmei Shrine Master who's been making headlines in Tokyo lately, is he really this gentle? Didn't I hear this morning that you were incredibly cruel, gouging out girls' eyes to drink with your liquor?"

The demon girl wiped the cup, seemingly not at all disappointed that the delicious food had just escaped from her mouth.

"Oh, not at all. I never expected that the leader of Mount Ooe, Shuten-dōji, who eats young girls raw as a drinking companion, would be an ordinary bartender in his own shop, and such a beautiful young girl at that."

Jingu smiled, his eyes sweeping over the other person, paying particular attention to her slender waist and long legs. This was the first time Jingu had encountered such a dashing charm and characteristic.

It's unique, I like it.

"What would you like to drink? If you don't want alcohol, you can leave with the prey you've snatched from me."

Shuten-dōji's attitude was lukewarm. Perhaps he should have brought Tamamo-no-Mae or Iizuna-maru along, as they should be familiar with each other.

"Drink, of course I'll drink, but I'll drink alone."

Drinking is so boring, why don't you drink with me? Let's be friends?

To get straight to the point, if anyone else had used such a blunt and old-fashioned approach to flirting, they would probably have been reduced to ashes. Shuten-dōji is not a monster like Iizuna-maru who has a positive backstory.

"Making friends? I don't make friends with people who can't hold their liquor. Let's finish this drink first."

The cups used for the shrine were naturally not the small cups the girl had just used. A large, clear cup, filled to the brim, was continuously filled with fragrant wine poured from the prepared wine jug, as clear as a mirror.

Before she could even push it in front of the shrine, the shrine was already in his hands, and he drank it all in one gulp. It wasn't the first time he'd ever drunk such strong liquor, and even though it was specially mixed by her, he had no problem with it.

Showing the empty wine cup to the other party, Jingu exhaled a misty breath, the strong alcohol rapidly being broken down, exhaling from his long exhale.

“Interesting. It seems you’re not as bad at drinking as they say. My name is Ibuki Nanako, not Shuten-dōji.”

Finally showing interest, Ibuki Nanako reached out her hand towards the shrine, her fingers long and slender, her purple nails adorned with crimson dots.

Nanako? She looks so cool, but her name is so gentle?

While thinking this to himself, Jingu stretched out his hand.

"Jingu, I probably don't need to introduce myself any further. Now, would you like to have a drink with me?"

Nanako Ibuki laughed. She had always thought that others avoided her and never dared to mention drinking to her. But today, she had run into someone who was coming straight at her.

"Of course, I'd love to. I was worried that you alone wouldn't be able to let me drink to my heart's content. Why don't you call those foxes and celestial dogs over, and even those two who do the flesh trade? I'll treat you to a good drink."

After saying the second half of the sentence, Jingu originally wanted to say why the other party looked down on him, but he swallowed his words back.

"Perfect timing! The shrine was too lazy to make another trip to the sixth day of Paradise to encounter another great demon, so he simply gathered all his cronies, demons, and monsters together." Sure enough, luck brought him the best possible outcome.

Nothing can enhance relationships faster than drinking; it might only take a few drinks to go from strangers to friends.

"Now?"

"It's better to choose a day than to hit it."

"You make the arrangements, I'll wait."

In a few words, the two settled the matter. Ibuki Nanako put down her drink and began to contact the group of demons. Jingu glanced around and then looked down at his side.

It's all thanks to my kind-hearted self that I found this place. Otherwise, such a good child would have been taken advantage of at such a young age and ended up in such a dangerous place.

Since he didn't have time to see her off completely, and he was worried about not having time to escort her out, he decided to take the girl upstairs with him.

Nanako Ibuki watched Jingu's retreating figure, licked her lips, and couldn't wait to start contacting her group of fake friends.

When they first heard Ibuki Nanako call for drinks, they all mumbled incoherently, making excuses about having things to do, like writing articles, doing business, or watching women fight. But when they heard that it was Jingu who was going to drink with Ibuki Nanako and that they were just there to keep her company, they suddenly felt ready and said they would be there right away.

After hanging up the phone, Ibuki spat out a curse. "These little bitches, they all push each other when it's time to drink, but as soon as they hear there's something fun to do, they all come over. They're all a bunch of bastards."

However, with a group of powerful demons, plus himself and the shrine, it seems they'll be able to drink to their hearts' content.

As for the shrine, he was thinking about something else.

When Bao Ji arrives, should I, having drunk enough, take Bao Ji and Tamamo-no-Mae to do something fun, or should I simply poison the wine?

If Wei Xiaobao could take on seven people at the Grand View Garden, why couldn't he take on five people at a bar?

This chapter contains 2114 words; I'm considering which characters to focus on.

Chapter 118 Unable to refuse

But it's just wishful thinking. You've only just met one person, and you haven't even met the other yet. To think you'd be sleeping with someone else is just wishful thinking. What kind of modern, fast-paced love is this?

One against three is a possibility, but that tengu is quite alert; I don't know if I'll be able to find an opportunity. But it doesn't matter, with Bao Ji as a backup, I won't sleep alone tonight.

Before long, Iizuna Maru, that unscrupulous reporter, was the first to arrive. He walked in without even folding his wings and sat down next to the shrine.

"Lord Jingu~ As the conqueror of the Regent family, don't you have any remarks or anything you'd like to say?"

Her fair hands gently massaged Jingu's shoulders. This unscrupulous reporter only used this kind of situation to her advantage, hoping to get a few big news stories from Jingu.

"Yes, of course."

Jingu glanced at Iizuna Maru, whose figure wasn't particularly prominent but still had an upward curve under his shirt, and said expressionlessly.

"I really want to put a dog leash around Iizuna Maru's neck, stuff a tail in it, and make her lie on the ground, spin around a couple of times, and then bark like a dog."

"Haha, I am a crow tengu, not a real dog. Lord Jingu, please don't always make such lewd jokes."

Every time they meet, Iizuna Maru always has a completely new attitude, making him the number one face-changing demon, and he is truly shameless.

"Just because you're not a dog doesn't mean you can't wear a collar and have your tail stuffed in. Is your species such an inconvenient thing? I think you'd be perfect as a female dog on my bed with your tail stuffed in. How about you consider it? Three meals a day come with a collar and a chew stick. I guarantee you'll be so comfortable that you'll never want to take the collar off again."

Faced with Jingu's completely unfazed expression, which didn't seem like he was joking at all, Iizuna silently retreated to the other side of the sofa.

Upon further review, she is neither like the lustful Bao Ji nor like the woman Tamamo-no-Mae who enjoys high-stakes activities. She is chaste, an excellent single woman, and does not consider laying eggs before the age of three thousand.

Tamamo-no-Mae opened the door with a suspicious look on her face, followed closely by Hōhime, whose face was slightly flushed. For some reason, there was an impatient feeling about her.

Finally, there's the main character, Nanako Ibuki, and a woman wearing a long skirt and short blouse, exuding a gentle maternal aura.

"Hey! You're the fastest runner, you came up here without even saying hello downstairs. Could it be that you've finally reached your breeding season?"

First, he greeted Iizuna Maru, and then introduced the last woman to Jingu.

"Kumyou, the demon girl Kureha of Togakushi, the true boss of the Sixth Heaven of Paradise, you didn't expect her to be such a person, did you?"

It was indeed beyond Jingu's expectations. In Jingu's imagination, people who do this kind of business should be more glamorous and scheming. However, Hongye felt like an ordinary housewife next door. She was mature and voluptuous, and her gentle smile contained a kind of maternal tenderness.

"Hello, I'm Hongye, nice to meet you."

He bowed deeply to the shrine with great restraint. The cumbersome movement of his body, swaying violently, startled the shrine. He never expected that such a terrifying thing was hidden under the loose collar of his home clothes, even more terrifying than Tamamo-no-Mae after she was unsealed.

That's it, this is really bad.

She wants to be picked up and played with; it would be even better if she were a little taller.

Tamamo-no-Mae, who was standing to the side, felt as if she had been shot out of thin air, as if something had been drained from her body.

"Lord Jingu, don't be fooled by Momiji's appearance. That woman is a demon with a second form."

For reasons unknown, Bao Ji poured wine for Jingu while maintaining a respectful distance from him, and whispered something in his ear while pouring the wine.

"Well, how should we put it? Should we drink it politely or forcefully?"

Nanako Ibuki started pouring the drinks, excitedly licking her lips, but the faces of the people next to her turned pale.

"Nanako, wasn't the main point to get to know each other? There's no need for this shouting match, is there?"

"How can we quickly deepen our relationship if we don't drink to our hearts' content? Of course, we should drink to our hearts' content!"

"A polite way of speaking? A forceful way of speaking? What's the difference?"

The shrine appeared completely harmless, like a young boy who had stumbled into a monster's cave, making it hard not to suspect that he was the prey for these female monsters.

"Martial drinking, of course, means drinking from beginning to end until only one person is still awake. Civil drinking is more normal, where everyone eats, drinks, chats, and maybe plays some games."

Hmm... Is it really appropriate to let him achieve the goal of fighting seven people at once like this?

Jingu really wanted to raise his hand to support the martial arts version, but unfortunately, apart from him and Ibuki, everyone else firmly supported the literary version, which was a great pity.

"It's alright, we can always have a private drinking contest later. The one who gets drunk will have to lose something precious."

Asakami winked, and it seemed that Ibuki Nanako became excited as soon as she came into contact with alcohol, completely unlike her indifferent demeanor at the bar earlier.

"First of all, to celebrate our new friend, isn't it fair to have a drink?"

Ibuki raised her cup to invite everyone to drink, and no one hesitated. They drank it down readily, and then the fragrant wine poured out of the wine jug continuously.

"We were celebrating getting to know Jingu just now, and now we're celebrating Momiji getting to know Jingu. Is it too much to ask for another drink?"

In a daze, everyone downed another glass of wine, burped, and the room was filled with the smell of alcohol.

"Continued Cup!"

"Wait! What's this cup for?"

Ibuki paused, her hand holding the sake cup still, and said with a strange expression:

"This is a celebratory drink to celebrate the fact that those two vixens, Tamamo-no-Mae and Hōhime, have finally been won over!"

"Okay! Done!"

"I ripped your mouth off!"

Tamamo-no-Mae flew into a rage, straddled the table, and reached out with both hands toward Ibuki's face. The others laughed or blushed, but Momiji looked completely bewildered, not knowing what they were talking about.

"But we can't keep drinking like this blindly. We need to have some fun, don't you think?"

Iizuna Maru's suggestion was unanimously approved. Letting Ibuki continue to act freely would be no different from drinking heavily, and he would eventually be drunk.

"Then what should we play? Baseball boxing?"

Jingu blurted out without thinking that when he mentioned the party in Yingzhou, the first thing that came to mind was stripping and playing rock-paper-scissors.

"No, no, that would mean absolutely nothing to us; only you would be happy."

That makes sense. Would a group of women really be excited about stripping each other's clothes off?

"However... if you really want to play, it's not impossible..."

Iizuna Maru changed the subject, revealing his thoughts with a mischievous grin.

"How about we play baseball boxing, but the punishment isn't limited to taking off our clothes? How about we do something that's not too outrageous? That should really get everyone's competitive spirit going, right?"

Sure enough, the moment they heard that there was a chance to sabotage each other, these fake besties were immediately tempted.