Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

But she really hated things going on like this, hated her parents who were always arguing.

"What samurai nonsense! Can you earn even a single penny from that? You keep talking about clans, clans, but what clan do you even have? Why would I ever think of marrying you?"

My mother's voice was extremely penetrating; she seemed to have been a soprano in the past. Even with the bedroom door closed, you could hear her scolding.

She secretly opened the door a crack and peered outside. Her father, being berated by her mother, sat on the sofa, seething with anger.

After a long while, perhaps her mother had grown tired of talking, she finally paused for a moment, and only then did Ogasawara Yoriko see her father finally...

It erupted.

"Fine! I'll show you how much I can earn! The worst that can happen is I die, then let's see if you'll even bother to collect my corpse!"

The father's words were resolute, filled with pent-up anger. Every word seemed to be grinding his own teeth, and the veins on his face bulged, making him look somewhat ferocious.

For no apparent reason, it reminded Ogasawara Yoriko of that night, of the demons that resembled evil spirits, and sent a chill down her spine.

Hanayama Haru is very anxious right now. If she could turn back time, she would definitely do everything in her power to stop Jingu from making a rash decision.

She urgently needs to handle various family affairs, power struggles, and problems from all sides, and there is a severe shortage of manpower. She really misses her old job of slacking off.

I didn't know how good it was to slack off back then; now I know how tough it is to work overtime.

Jingu didn't care; he only talked the talk but didn't walk the walk. His subordinates were running themselves ragged. Their sense of responsibility wouldn't allow Hanayama Haru to slack off like Jingu. They tried their best to handle everything well. For this, Hanayama Haru didn't even sleep and worked overtime all night.

"Hey, you're really going all out, Hanayama-in! How does it feel to have it back after losing it?"

The culprit appeared. While she was busy and overwhelmed, the culprit who caused everything was leisurely smoking and making sarcastic remarks in front of her.

"Lord Jingu, if you truly have the awareness of a victor, you should take on this responsibility and handle all this chaos properly, instead of just standing on the sidelines making sarcastic remarks."

Hanayama Haru pointed to his eyes, unable to suppress his inner indignation as he roared.

"And look at this, does it look like you're full of energy? I haven't even slept, I'm here cleaning up your mess!"

"Oh, it's nothing. I often stay up all night, you know. Come to think of it, it seems like I haven't slept at all since when?"

Jingu calculated in his mind that ever since he first met Kaguya, the same day he returned as the little shrine maiden, the next day he met Asuka and returned as the little shrine maiden, and then on Mount Fuji the same day he met Tamamo-no-Mae.

The second night, I dealt with Yagokoro and Narukami, then Kaguya in the latter half of the night, followed by Kaguya and Chiyo for the next two days, then the Regent's affairs, and the four of us having a night at Ibuki's place. Today's date is still undecided, but I guess it's time for the little shrine maiden to pay double.

If you calculate it this way, the shrine has not slept for more than a week, and it seems that this will continue. More and more sleepless nights mean that the shrine will be busier and busier. What a cruel and painful future.

"Is your all-nighter the same as mine?"

Knowing Jingu's temperament well, Hanayama Haru said irritably. She was working overtime all night, while Jingu was partying all night. In the past, it was always others working overtime to generate benefits for her. When did Hanayama Haru become the poor, overtime worker?

"Hey, here I am, what important business are you talking about?"

Let's not talk about Asuka for now, lest Hanayama Haru complain that I've increased her workload. Let's hear what important business Hanayama Haru has to discuss with me first.

"The important thing is how to deal with this mess, Your Majesty the sagacious and mighty. Could you please tell us your plans? Things are in complete chaos in Tokyo, especially the forum. We've lost the admin password, and we don't know where the server is hosted. We've completely lost our way of managing it."

Thanks to their brutal methods, the administrator's password and other information were not preserved. In an attempt to block and shut down the website, some forces on the internet were secretly protecting it.

Much of the chaos in Tokyo today stems from this forum. Once direct control over the lower classes is lost, it becomes difficult for modern society to maintain strict layer-by-layer management.

The turmoil in people's hearts cannot be solved by force alone. The family has lost its prestige, is in turmoil, the new heads of the family are too inexperienced, and the unknown god who defeated Takemikazuchi has yet to appear.

Chaos arises at the grassroots level of society, but we cannot eliminate all of these grassroots elements. Things that lose their foundation are like rootless duckweed, destined to collapse at any moment.

"Okay, okay, tell me, tell me how to do it?"

The shrine maiden doesn't care about any of this; whether things are chaotic or not, it doesn't matter who's in charge. However, she suspects that most of the girls around her wouldn't want things to be this way.

This chapter contains 2275 words.

There will probably be another chapter tonight, but I don't know what time it will be.

Chapter 127 Demonization

"Tell me what to do, let me sort it out first..."

Hanayama Haru fell into deep thought, while Jingu, who had connected to the external brain, smoked a cigarette and casually picked up the documents on the table for a symbolic glance.

"First, there's the website issue, which is just the surface problem and can't be solved quickly. Even if we can shut one down, there will soon be a second, a third..."

Hanayama Haru knew, of course, that someone was stirring up trouble behind the scenes, and that it was probably more than just a few forces; addressing only the surface issues would be meaningless.

"Let's start with some of the more prominent issues. When monsters kill each other, it's a matter of the strong preying on the weak. When humans kill each other, the police are there. When monsters kill each other, the Yin-Yang Bureau can also get involved. Although these incidents are heinous, they are not serious in the short term. The real problem is another situation."

“Those bounty hunters hunt monsters indiscriminately, without any permits or licenses. This behavior renders the Monster Management Committee ineffective and destroys the trust that has been maintained for many years.”

Although this system has many drawbacks and some sordid dealings among those in high positions, it cannot be denied that it has indeed helped maintain a harmonious relationship between transgender people and played a significant role in maintaining order.

If the documents are meaningless, how many monsters would still be willing to obey them?

Are those bounty hunters really that good?

"Don't think of all yokai as being like Lady Tamamo-no-Mae."

"For many small monsters, being beheaded or having their hearts pierced is still death. As long as you can overcome your fear and seize the opportunity, killing a monster is not much different from killing a human. Not to mention this."

Kazanin Haru pulled out a bag and handed it to Jingu. Inside the bag was a magatama, similar to the one Jingu had seen bitten into pieces before.

"The origin and principle of this thing are not yet clear, but the effect seems to be that it can turn people into demons, reduce their sanity and increase their strength in all aspects, etc. The side effects have not been tested yet, so I will ask Lord Shrine to study it."

The shrine took it out and looked at it. Apart from a demonic aura inside, he couldn't see much else, so he put it away again.

"Is this something common?"

"It's not just common, it circulates so fast. Compared to its effects, its price is dirt cheap. Even though most people know about its side effects, it still can't stop its popularity."

"Most users are descendants of impoverished small families, many of whom have had contact with the inner world but whose lineage has been severed. They rely on the power of this thing to become bounty hunters and make huge profits."

Hanayama Haru scratched his head in frustration. "Can't these ordinary people just live ordinary lives? Why do they have to get involved in the mysterious world?"

"We've tried our best to deal with these bounty hunters, but there are just too many of them and we don't have enough manpower. It's no use if we don't find the root cause."

"Our investigation suggests that it is highly likely that the object was not created by humans. We'll have to wait and see what Lord Jingu has to do when you get back."

Thinking of this, Hanayama Haru couldn't help but add another sentence.

Shrine

"My lord, why don't you consider releasing Yagokoro back to handle these matters? She's knowledgeable and experienced; she's bound to have clues about these things."

In the past, when faced with such extraordinary events, Yagami and Narukami would handle them in advance without them even having to say anything. Now, Yagami and the others can't be seen, and Narukami is too stubborn, so when such things happen, they can only turn to the shrine.

"No rush. Although she seems obedient now, she's actually quite cunning. Let me educate her for a while longer."

Jingu rejected Hanayama Inu's suggestion. Besides, even if Yagokoro were to return now, she couldn't prevent these things from happening again. Once a window is broken, it will happen again. She can only be a more useful external brain.

"Is that all? I thought you would make a list of forces that might be causing trouble behind the scenes, and then I would deal with them one by one."

Jingu's words drew strong criticism from Kayama Inuharu.

"How could that be? That's too many. There's not a single piece of solid evidence. They're just killing people indiscriminately based on conjecture... Well, that's certainly something Lord Jingu would do."

Faced with Kayama Inu's evaluation, Jingu simply shrugged. He wasn't just speculating; as it turned out, his guesses were always right.

"In short, indiscriminate killing is not an option, but there is indeed one thing that only Lord Jingu can do."

"Ok?"

"Lord Jingu needs to establish his authority. Otherwise, to many people, he will still just be a character who suddenly appeared in an unknown small shrine. Even if he has the record of defeating Lord Takemikazuchi, he will still be tested in various ways."

This statement seems to make some sense. The only record that the Shinigami has achieved so far is defeating Takemikazuchi, but few people know the details of that battle. This leads to many people having only a vague understanding of the Shinigami's strength. Although they are wary, they are not completely afraid.

Even Yagokoro initially underestimated the Shinigami, believing he was capable of taking it down on his own, and didn't let Takemikazuchi, who was the backup, make his move at the beginning.

"There just happens to be a suitable monster here. It has always harbored great hostility towards humans and is now openly offering bounties for people's lives for its amusement."

Haru Hanayama took out her phone and showed it to Jingu, believing that Jingu wouldn't mind.

"it is good."

"Then that's settled. I'll go arrange for them to create momentum later. If I could, I'd even like to arrange a live broadcast. This time, I just hope that Lord Shrine's momentum is as earth-shattering as possible, as long as it doesn't cause any disaster."

Kayama Inshun put away his phone and nodded in satisfaction.

"Since you have nothing else to say, I'll tell you about mine."

Jingu explained the arrangements for Asuka to Hanayama Haru, aiming to gradually promote Asuka while ensuring speed, and eventually bring her to the stage she dreamed of.

"I know, I know, I knew you had something else to do here, Lord Jingu. I can just stay up a few more nights."

With so much debt, there's no need to worry. Hanayama Inshun was already indifferent and was just about to ask someone to make him another cup of coffee to perk him up when Jingu put his arm around his shoulder.

"Seeing how hard you've worked, let me do you a little something to repay you?"

After being bound by a contract, one's physical and mental constitution will be strengthened to some extent. The reason why the shrine did this was simply to make her feel better when staying up all night. It was a pure act of gratitude and repayment!

After imprinting his own mark on Kayamain Haru, Jingu didn't rush to try it out and went back first.

"Ugh..."

She didn't know what she was sighing about, but Hanayama Inu stood up. When Konoe Ringo brought this up, she knew that she couldn't escape it sooner or later.

However, it should be considered a good thing, at least it will make some things more convenient in the future. I just don't know how Xiao Ai will view me.

Rubbing her eyes with some distress, Hanayama Haru continued her overtime work.

This chapter contains 2140 words.

I need to organize my thoughts and schedule; there's a lot to do.

Chapter 128 The Four Heavenly Kings of the Animal Kingdom

The torrential rain in the mountains poured down as if there was no end in sight.

In the mountains of Kanagawa Prefecture, near Tokyo, a figure seemed to be flying wildly in the wind and rain, occasionally adding to the wind's force and blowing down the mountaintops.

"How dare they! How dare they! They actually said they wanted to kill me? How dare they? A bunch of young girls, juniors, lowly servants, how dare they say they wanted to kill me?"

The piercing howl that came from the sharp wind sent chills down one's spine.

Seemingly exhausted from venting, he landed on the edge of the cliff, disheveled and unkempt, as if he hadn't groomed himself in over a decade, his fingernails as sharp as a beast's claws.

With his dark, calloused fingers, he tapped the phone screen rather clumsily. These past few days, he had been recklessly using this device to amuse himself. All he had to do was spend some completely useless gold and silver to watch all sorts of entertaining shows.