In Tokyo, even the most fierce dragon is afraid of the hatchet

Kanako Nagano was also pushed over.

It was so embarrassing to ride on the huge Moro, and I noticed the strange look in Nagano's straight eyes, and my face was almost turned into jam with shame.

Have fun along the way.

The small shrine was already crowded with people.

People were packed tightly together, flesh to flesh, and it was even more crowded than the Tokyo subway.

The priests and members of the shrine squeezed out of the crowd, while Nagano Nao and his group were separated by the crowd and fell to the side.

Ikeda Sakurako avoided Nagano Nao's harassment and was pushed to the other side with Nagano Yuki and Kanako, leaving Chiyuki and Ikeda Koba on the right, who were held by Nagano Nao to avoid being dispersed or trampled.

Skin and body contact.

Ikeda Xiaoye's face flushed with hatred. He lowered his head, observing the movements around him, and said in a low voice: "Nakamura, if you dare to touch me, I will kill you!!"

"Xiao Ye, are you threatening me?!" Nagano Nao said unhappily. There were too many people just now and he just pulled the two people reflexively because he was worried about danger. It was too much to be wrongly accused now.

Ikeda Xiaoye didn't think so: "I'm just stating a fact, but you'd better listen to my advice!"

Ha ha!

Threatening me?

Nagano Nao didn't say a word, took advantage of the crowded crowd, let go of Ikeda Koye's hand and put his arm around her waist.

When a sensitive area was touched, Ikeda Koye immediately clenched her fists, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Just then.

Another crowd of people came.

A group of burly men dressed as women, wearing rouge and garlands on their heads, came over carrying a huge demon.

The pure copper Māra is more than two meters tall and shining with golden light, which is worthy of the name of the Golden Māra festival.

The crowd was surging, forcing the people around to retreat continuously. Taking this opportunity, Nagano Nao unscrupulously and forcefully hugged Ikeda Koye in his arms.

hateful!

Is this guy so unscrupulous in front of me?

Grit your teeth.

Ikeda Koye stepped on Nagano's foot, glared at it as if in protest and twisted it with her high heels, making the pervert look so painful.

Good guy!

Is this a challenge to a man's dignity?

What can be endured and what cannot be endured.

"Unnie!"

Nagano Chiyuki suddenly shouted.

The flow of people was so huge that it swept people forward like a flood.

Following the seemingly endless crowd, Nagano Naoto had to give up his revenge temporarily and quickly grabbed Nagano Chiyuki to prevent her from being stepped on.

The shrine staff, dressed in priest kimonos, solemnly introduced the origin of the Air Festival and the meaning of the traditional festival.

It is said that the two deities enshrined at Kanayama Shrine, Kanayama Hiko and Kanayama Hikaru, who are in charge of forging and smelting, saved Izanami from giving birth to the God of Fire, whose lower body caught fire.

As a result, these two gods also became the patron saints who blessed smooth childbirth and prevented lower body diseases.

During the Edo period, prostitutes at Kawasaki Post Station began to pray for good health at Kanayama Shrine and hold the Kinmara Festival.

Later, the festival was given more meanings, such as praying for prosperous business, thriving offspring, large families, smooth childbirth, a good marriage, and harmony between husband and wife.

After making fire.

The main ceremony, full of ritual, is presided over by the shrine priest.

Several women wearing Tang Dynasty noble dresses danced Hawaiian dance and finally knelt down in front of the huge demon.

Then the chief priest knelt down.

The staff and many local people knelt down as well.

Tourists from other places picked up their cameras and took a lot of photos, secretly surprised that Japan's traditional festivals were so exaggerated, with happy smiles on their faces.

Seriously speaking, the Mara Festival is more of a carnival than a traditional sacrificial activity.

Because many years ago, local governments implemented educational courses, and such festivals were promoted with government support.

Girls who are usually cute and shy take photos with the symbolic Moro generously; men and women who rarely get intimate in public also eat lollipops here calmly.

The most interesting thing is that there are not only young people, but also elderly people who come to experience the lively atmosphere and young children who are brought by their parents to play and are still young.

The carnival lasted all morning.

But as the weather suddenly changed and heavy rain fell, the crowd gradually dispersed.

However, the people at the shrine did not slack off because of the weather change and continued to preside over the festival ceremony in the rain.

Fresh for the whole morning.

There's no point in playing in the rain.

Nagano took off the Morro toy from his nose, picked up the big carrot in his hand, took a bite and said, "It's already noon, why don't we find a restaurant to eat first!"

"Ouni, you're such a pervert! You actually bit off the head!" Nagano Chiyuki exclaimed, snatched the big radish, and seemed very regretful.

A big slap has been given.

The little witch forgot that she had just blamed others and bit the radish.

Ikeda Xiaoye rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "Stupid guy, you only care about eating besides lust. Don't you realize that we are being targeted?"

Don't tell me yet.

This Nagano straight man really didn't notice it.

I looked around for a long time and felt like everyone was following me, but no one seemed to be following me.

The economy is in a downturn.

Order is bound to become unstable.

The war between Sanwa and Sumitomo continues to escalate, and the battle between Mitsui and Mitsubishi also continues.

Thinking of the recent murder of the president of Hanwa Bank, Nagano frowned slightly and said nervously: "Then let's go back first?!"

"It may be too late!"

boom!

boom!

The roaring sound of a locomotive.

Like waves coming from a distance.

Just for a moment.

A group of bikers wearing leather jackets, helmets and riding Kawasaki motorcycles appeared in the field of vision.

These people obviously came with bad intentions, and they surrounded Naoio Nagano and his group at the entrance of the supermarket as if they were hunting them.

"Unnie!"

"Straight man!"

"How to do?"

"..."

Yuki Nagano and Kanako Nagano, mother and daughter, had never seen such a big scene before, and they were so scared that they quickly hid behind Nao Nagano.

He carried a gun.

Nagano Nao was not afraid.

I glanced at Ikeda Sakurako who was still licking her lollipop, and then looked at Ikeda Koye who seemed to be carrying a gun, and I felt a lot calmer.

Standing in front of his family calmly, watching the motorcycles around him spinning in circles, Nagano Nao asked calmly, "What do you guys need?!"

"You look very brave, kid, but do you know how serious the consequences will be if you talk to us like that?" A guy who seemed to be the leader took off his helmet, revealing a head of yellow hair.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you. If you need money, please use it to have a cup of coffee!"

talking.

Nagano Nao took out his wallet from his pocket, took out all the money inside, and handed it to the leader.

The leader of the biker gang seemed to be humiliated and said fiercely: "Baga! Are you insulting us? Please understand where this place is."

"That's not what I meant! But if you can, please take the money and leave!"

"Damn it! Who do you think we are? Can't you see that this car of mine cost 300 million when it left the factory?"

"Sorry, I don't know much about motorcycles, so..."

,

Chapter 351 What does arrogance mean?

Bosozoku are non-mainstream young people in their twenties or so.

With earrings, a leather jacket, blond hair and a tattoo on his neck, he shows off his personality. The modified motorcycle is even cooler and more impressive. It is obviously his beloved item that brings him honor and pride.

Although Nagano Nao was polite in his words, there was no sign of apology on his face.

What’s even worse is that this guy looked at other people’s super cool Kawasaki modified motorcycles with disdain, as if they were a piece of garbage.

No one can tolerate this!

Like a hedgehog whose tail has been guessed, the young man picked up the steel pipe on the car and said fiercely: "Noise is the best! This is what the emperor means!"

What the hell?

The pronunciation was mixed between Chinese and Japanese, but Nagano Nao couldn't understand it.

But the biker gangs around had already taken out their weapons, holding steel pipes and chains in their hands, and looked over fiercely.