Tokyo gods only want priestly girls

Who doesn't know your hobbies as a fun-loving person? The more you don't want it, the more you like special treatment.

The more intense the resistance, the easier it is to be targeted. Patience and acceptance are the best options.

Seeing that Kuga Hikari couldn't find any pleasure, Jingu stopped teasing her. After pinching the best parts of her body twice, he withdrew his hand.

"I'm here to ask you about business. Are you done with that gun thing?"

When Jingu mentioned it, Kuga Hikaru thought of the report that he had just thrown into the trash can.

I should be fine if I pick up the report from the trash can and show it to him now, right?

After much hesitation, even though I felt that Jingu was not someone who cared about such details, in order to avoid being picked on and finding an excuse to be beaten for this, Kuga Hikaru chose not to take it.

"In compliance with your order, the Sharpshooter Cult has been wiped out by Tokyo's security forces!"

I seem to have misremembered the name. It's called...the Gun Worship Cult?No matter, Jingu doesn’t remember it anyway.

"Ah."

As expected, Jingu just nodded and did not continue to ask about the matter. After all, it was just a casual arrangement.

He didn't come to see Kuga Hikari for this kind of thing, but to have fun.

"Uh huh huh huh~"

The shrine smiled maliciously, and just from the laughter, I felt the crisis.

"what are you going to do?"

She subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but her reaction was already too late. In other words, from the beginning, she had no possibility of escaping from the clutches of the palace.

"Come here obediently!"

The other servants in the mansion have already made a tacit agreement not to go near this reception hall.

At this time, the police chief, who had left Kuga's house before, was giving his new order.

"Send all the members of the Gun Cult and the organizers of the rally directly to prison."

Sent directly to prison without trial was obviously against the norm, but no one questioned this decision.

Taking care of the beginning and end without letting people above you worry about it is something you must do if you want to make progress as a subordinate.

"Hmph, you thugs don't know where they got all these guns."

Taking one last look at the arrested believers, he snorted dissatisfied.

The man he was glaring at also grinned, revealing a few gold teeth.

Chapter 271 Shooting on cm

Why do I appear here?

Kuga Hikaru originally thought that he was going to satisfy Jingu's physical desires, but did he end up having to satisfy his other desires in the future?

Carrying a handbag and wearing a uniform, Kuga Hikaru followed Jingu like a maid.

icMarket, referred to as CM, is the largest fan exhibition in Yingzhou. It is held twice a year at the Tokyo International Exhibition Center and is a carnival for ACG enthusiasts.

Of course, Kuaga Hikaru didn't think there was anything wrong with the otaku, she just didn't like coming here as a vassal and follower of the shrine.

Being bound by the eyes of others, like an attached object, Kuga Hikaru doesn't like to be treated like this.

The true value of human beings can only be fully revealed when they are free.

She thinks so.

However, I couldn't resist. Even if I was a boy carrying things behind the shrine like now, I could only do as I was told.

"Shingong, don't you hate crowded and noisy places? You only need to give instructions for these things."

Probably because he was drilled hard last night, Kuga was too lazy to pretend to be respectful today.

It's reasonable to have a certain amount of resentment in front of someone who takes away something precious from a girl, right?After all, he is a reckless guy who doesn't respect the girl's wishes.

"Ah, as you said, as long as I want it, just say a few words and I can arrange for many people to come here to buy it."

Jingu shrugged, bought a magazine from the stall in front of him, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

“However, there are some things that only make sense if you do them yourself, just like having a mysophobia about women.

"Just say a word and you can have your woman cleaned and wrapped in silk and sent to your bed, but people with mysophobia will find it disgusting and lose interest."

He kept a straight face and said some perverted words, but the meaning was conveyed accurately.

"It's the so-called desire for exclusivity, right? Men are really strange creatures."

"It's not strange. It's just like the candy you want to eat, but someone else touches it with your hands. It's just an ordinary mysophobia."

Putting the book in her hand into the bag in Kuga Hikari's hand, Jingu pinched her cheek.

Even if you are an otaku, you probably can’t accept your favorite notebook being dug out by a friend and leaving some white marks on it, right?

"That's not what I said."

Pouting in dissatisfaction and trying to squeeze Jingu's fingers away, Kuga Hikaru casually glanced at the contents of the handbag.

"It's really strange that the characters in these comics, including their carriers, are given as much weight as women."

"Forget about those ordinary otakus, but for you in the palace, women are Liu Ying who can be easily recruited. Even if it is not us, there are not a few beautiful girls in this venue, right?"

Kuaga glanced around and saw that there were many beautiful girls cosplaying in this venue.

And among them, probably, no, there is absolutely no one who can refuse or resist him if the shrine wants it.

Therefore, the common contempt chain

It appears that people who can play celebrities are not interested in ordinary models, and people who can play models are not interested in these amateur cosplayers.

And people who can easily play with and taste the bodies of these young girls with their charm will naturally not be interested in virtual characters that only exist on paper.

After all, Jingu is not really an otaku. He just likes his works, rather than being harvested by fans of his works.

"No, that's just your general prejudice."

Jingu shook his head.

"Can't people who are used to eating delicacies like mountain and sea food like street food? It is a false proposition to give up inferior food just because there is something better."

"The real situation is often..."

He grabbed Kuga Hikaru's waist and pressed her against his body forcefully. She was slightly more explosive than the little miko, and her figure second only to Tamamo Mae was pressed against Jingu's body.

"I want them all."

Kuaga Hikaru's slightly fleshy waist is not as smooth and slender as other girls, but it has a different feel when pinched.

Moreover, this is also a very sensitive part of Kugako's body. Just like a tickle, a slight pinch will cause different reactions.

"I can play with princesses from noble families like you. I can also train an idol star to play with. Of course I can also read books like this. As for cosplayers..."

Because of the close physical contact and the force of Jingu, Kuga Hikaru's face turned red.

"For things like cos, I just need to buy clothes for you. Why should I look for those whose conditions are not as good as yours?"

He bit Jiuga Guang's cheek, leaving a clear tooth mark on her skin that could be broken by blows.

"Alas!"

He looked a little disgusted and wiped his face fiercely with his sleeve. Kuga Hikaru had nothing to say about Jingu.

If you ask her to cosplay something in bed, she will try her best to refuse, and she will never satisfy this wonderful hobby!

Even though he said that, Jingu is still very interested in those cosplayers.

Those who just sell meat will naturally have a hard time attracting his attention, but those who really put effort into and carefully crafted props are still very interesting.

The entire venue is very large, and Jingu has no intention of visiting every stall. He just wanders around casually and buys some works that interest him.

After all, the so-called comic exhibition is also an offline event with a certain degree of interpersonal communication, which is not a place where dead nerds can integrate.

"boom!"

Even in a noisy venue, the sound of a gunshot was enough to break the original silence.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of the gunfire. It wasn't until a piercing scream penetrated the ceiling and the person lying in a pool of blood that they understood what happened.

The crowd suddenly became confused, running around and calling for security.

"It's a gun!"

"Dead!"

There will always be a lot of military fans at comic conventions, so even if you are holding a pistol arrogantly, as long as you add some gorgeous decorations, you may be brought in as a gun model.

And this little oversight in security resulted in the current situation.

After all, how could an ordinary nerd have the ability to obtain real firearms?

Through the noisy and chaotic crowd, Jingu saw the whole incident.

The man lying in a pool of blood, the thin man holding a gun, and the extremely exposed cosplay girl who screamed and stood on top of the pool of blood.

The three people formed a picture, and based on the expressions on the faces of the remaining two people, it seems that the general reason can be guessed.

Chapter 272 Shooting

"no, do not want..."

For ordinary humans, everything happening in front of them is still too exciting, especially when the black hole of the gun is pointing at them.

Cold sweat dripped down her forehead. The girl's pretty face was a little pale, and the thick layer of foundation on her face could not hide the paleness.

"Jun-kun...you...what are you doing!"

He wanted to reach out to check on the fallen man, but because he was locked with a gun, he didn't dare to move, so he could only try to persuade him.

"Hehehe..."

"That's what I want to ask, Xiaohui, what are you doing? Aren't you doing serious cosplay activities? Didn't you say you have cut off contact with him? Why!"

The thin man yelled at the top of his lungs. He was obviously the one who shot and killed, but there was only pain and tears on his face.

"I..."