I'm having fun in Tokyo

How come I never noticed before? Ryoko is a great beauty, and she also has the air of an older sister.

Big sister is the best.

A big sister who can give you a sense of security and let you cling to her is even better!

Although she was not young in real age, the body of the deity did not age and she always maintained the most youthful and beautiful appearance; it was just that her life was short.

If her lifespan were as long as that of a powerful yokai from the Age of Gods, she could also be considered a beautiful girl.

Putting aside everything else, let's just talk about Gensokyo, which used to be very famous.

Are there not enough seventeen-year-old beauties living in Gensokyo for thousands of years?

He thought to himself and smiled.

Ryoko's gaze suddenly shifted to the side: "Morikawa, although I don't know why the Priestess wants to take you away, she should know, right?"

"Her?" Morikawa Yu paused for a moment before realizing that Ryoko's gaze was fixed on Otamaru, who was not far away.

Ootamaru was scrolling through his phone screen, looking at something.

But she seemed distracted just now, clearly not paying attention to her phone, but eavesdropping.

The moment their gazes turned to her, she froze, then turned and tried to run away.

Morikawa Yu's heart skipped a beat. He placed his hand on the hilt of the Tsurumaru sword at his waist, wanting to chase after her, but then he saw Ryoko shake her head slightly.

She waved her hand, and instantly golden chains materialized around her, extending and sealing off the entire plaza, blocking the path of the Great Jade Pill.

Chapter 289 Things are changing, they're about to change.

With the road ahead blocked, Daitamaru's speed slowed down.

Three katana of different lengths appeared beside her. She placed her hand on the longest one, ready to draw it and slash forward.

However, as soon as she drew her knife, she froze on the spot.

The golden chains did not miss the opportunity, wrapping around her thighs and arms.

She quickly came to her senses, looked down in disbelief, and while dodging, glanced at the knife in her hand, her brows furrowed: "What is this?"

What's with the advice to give up resistance?

"They meant no harm? Just because they meant no harm, does that mean I should surrender?"

"Tell me to calm down? Calming down will get me out of here? Can't you give me some useful advice? Whose side are you on anyway?"

"I know, I know! I know I'm no longer a ghost or god, I'm weak, just a good-for-nothing who can only loaf around and wait to die, relying on my master, but do you really need to emphasize that? Stop talking, stop talking!"

Shut up!

She gritted her teeth and sheathed the greatsword, then drew her third sword, Kenmeiren, and with a clean and decisive forward and horizontal slash, unleashed two streaks of light as she struck the incoming golden chains.

However, when the two sword lights collided with the golden chains, they vanished as if they had been thrown into the sea.

The golden chains remained unaffected, continuing to extend, deflecting her katana, approaching her body, and wrapping around her waist.

Golden chains instantly materialized, wrapping around her calves, thighs, waist, arms, and neck, finally converging behind her and completely binding her, causing her body to lean forward and hang halfway up.

Ryoko stood beside Morikawa Yu, and only waved her hand throughout.

She lowered her hand, and Otamaru's tightly bound body floated over, getting closer and closer to her and Morikawa Yu.

Da Yuwan gritted her teeth, trying to struggle but unable to break free, her pretty face filled with shame and anger.

Because of her posture and the chains binding her, her skirt was open, and the edge of her panties could be vaguely seen. Her fair and tender thighs were tightly bound, looking very elastic, making one want to pinch them.

Morikawa Yu glanced at her, then immediately realized it was impolite to look at her like that, and her gaze swept towards her katana.

He originally wanted to ask her if she knew why the priestess wanted to take him away, but the conversation between Otamaru and the sword had piqued his interest.

Her knife seemed to have its own consciousness, and it was even urging her not to resist, but to surrender.

But it didn't seem like it wanted to trick her. Instead, it assumed that it and Ryoko had no ill intentions and that she couldn't resist, so it advised her to give in.

This is interesting.

He couldn't help but look at his Tsurumaru and Mikazuki.

They've become increasingly intelligent lately, almost like they could transform into sword maidens at any moment.

So when will things finally change?

Suddenly, as if sensing his thoughts, Tsurumaru let out a clear cry.

It moved slightly, and Morikawa Yu vaguely saw the figure of a white-haired girl appear beside him. She winked at Morikawa Yu, but her figure was blurry and quickly disappeared.

Morikawa Yu was startled and shook Tsurumaru again, but this time it did not react.

Ryoko's gaze swept over as well, and she frowned slightly: "This sword, Tsurumaru, was given to you by Maki?"

Morikawa Yu nodded: "Yes, it's Tsurumaru."

"I was wondering if it could turn into a person, and then I saw its ghostly form appear."

Ryoko chuckled: "Hmm, I just sensed a fluctuation of demonic energy emanating from it. It looks like it's about to become a tsukumogami."

"A tsukumogami?" Morikawa Yu pressed, "Like the masked tsukumogami that possessed Isshiki Heihachi's body?"

He remembered that the "Isshiki Heihachi" he had encountered before was a tsukumogami formed from a mask. It had a human body, but it was extremely ugly and made people lose sanity just by looking at it.

The figure that Tsurumaru condensed was different.

Although his figure was blurry, his face was still barely discernible. He didn't look like a weird creature at all; instead, he gave the man a rather stunning feeling.

Liangzi nodded, then shook her head: "Yes and no."

"Tsukumogami is just a general term for yokai formed from utensils; in fact, there are many kinds."

"For example, Isshiki Heihachi was originally a Noh mask. Under the influence of evil thoughts, it gradually gained consciousness, absorbed the life force of the wearers of each generation, strengthened its demonic power, and finally became a yokai. It belongs to the evil spirits among the tsukumogami."

"If it is abandoned by someone, accidentally gains demonic power, forms consciousness, gradually accumulates resentment, and then becomes a demon, then it belongs to the category of resentful creatures."

"Although vengeful spirits only possess demonic power and lack official rank, they can still harm ordinary people if left unchecked. Therefore, like evil spirits, they must be defeated and eliminated when encountered."

As Ryoko spoke, she looked at Tsurumaru, which Morikawa Yu was holding.

“Besides evil spirits and vengeful spirits, there is another type of spirit called ‘name spirits’.”

“The gods of famous objects are different from the gods of evil objects; they are generally transformed from objects that have been worshipped for a long time.”

"They enjoy offerings and faith, gradually developing self-awareness and power. When they encounter a suitable master, they will be influenced by the master to solidify their status and become deities."

"However, famous spirits do not necessarily have physical bodies, because they are mainly used by their masters, so they are mostly still the same as before. For example, her Three Bright Swords are famous spirits."

Ryoko turned her gaze to Daimamaru.

Like Ryoko, Morikawa Yu looked at Otamaru, then shifted her gaze from Otamaru's fair thighs, marked with fleshy welts, to the three katana at her waist.

Just now, the longest katana, Otsutsu, and Otamaru had an exchange.

He remembered that Ryoko said that the Great Sword could help Ōgamaru understand his true nature in battle, but judging from Ōgamaru's reaction, he guessed that the sword was used to analyze the battle situation for her and let her make a choice.

Morikawa Yu felt that if it were to become human, it would probably be a calm and sarcastic girl, or an assistant girl wearing glasses, black stockings, and a white lab coat?

"What do you want to do to my sword!?" Daitamaru shouted coldly, staring intently at Morikawa Yu.

Morikawa Yu's outstretched hand towards Otsuki Ren stopped abruptly.

His expression remained unchanged as he withdrew his hand.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to take a look."

"Heh, want to see? Your eyes look more than just want to see." Otamaru sneered. "If you want it, just say so. What are you hiding?"

"So you're willing to give it to me?" Morikawa Yu immediately perked up.

"Don't think about it!"

Daiyu Maru roared angrily, his crimson eyes flashing red.

"If you dare to take it away, I will fight you to the death, even if it means going against my master's wishes!"

Morikawa Yu didn't say anything.

He looked at her, tied up in mid-air by Ryoko, her panties and long white legs exposed, giving him a real treat, and wondered where she got the audacity to say such things.

But he didn't actually try to steal it.

He already has Tsurumaru and Mikazuki, and Ryoko also said that although the Three Swords of Mystery are "famous gods", they do not have a physical body.

Tsurumaru is about to become a sword girl, so our own Tsurumaru is definitely the best.

Actually, there's another reason: Tsurumaru likes to be jealous.

He didn't want to see Tsurumaru throwing tantrums at him after she became a swordswoman.

Ryoko kept looking at Morikawa Yu and Otamaru, and said, "Morikawa, your Tsurumaru and Mikazuki are not yet 'Master Gods', but it seems they will be soon."

"When exactly will they become 'famous gods'?" Morikawa Yu couldn't help but ask.

Chapter 290 Bad Woman

Ryoko shook her head: "I don't know."

"But as long as you continue to cherish them and use them in battle, it will probably be soon."

“There’s one more thing, Morikawa.”

"Swords and other similar spirits are easily influenced by malevolent energy and become evil spirits."

"Try not to let your emotions affect them."

Morikawa Yu nodded.

He gripped the hilt of Tsurumaru's sword and looked at Mikazuki.

Just now, Tsurumaru manifested as a cute white-haired beauty, but Mikazuki did not react.

He couldn't help but wonder what it would look like if it manifested in human form.

Based on its personality, it's probably going to be an elegant and gentle heiress from a prestigious family? Or perhaps a beautiful woman with long, straight black hair and a Hime cut?

It’s really exciting.

He looked at Daimamaru again.

Ryoko knew he had changed his mind, and she looked at Otamaru, speaking softly, "You heard what we were talking about, didn't you?"

"Why does your mistress, the priestess, want to take Morikawa away?"

Daitamaru's expression improved slightly, but his tone remained unfriendly: "I don't know."

Ryoko still had that same smile, but her tone lacked any real mirth.

"Is it genuine ignorance, or feigned ignorance?"

"Ootamaru, you are the shikigami of the shrine maiden Hime."

"According to the established agreement between the gods, I will not do anything bad to you, my shikigami, nor will I kill you."

"But I hope you understand that my attitude towards you depends on whether you cooperate."

Daitamaru looked at Ryoko, gritted his teeth, and remained silent.

What does it mean to "not do bad things"?

This wicked woman named Ryoko deliberately tied herself up in this shameful way, and her whole body was almost seen by this human named Morikawa Yu. How can she still say that she "didn't do anything bad"?

She had never suffered such humiliation before, and for a moment she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

However, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

Before leaving Kyoto, the master didn't mention anything about her, nor did she let her go back. She had no idea what her attitude towards her was.

Moreover, I really don't know what my master wants to do, and I feel terrible for being wrongly accused.

After gritting his teeth for a long time, Daitamaru finally softened his tone: "Lady Ryoko, I really don't know what Master wants to do."

Liangzi frowned and softly called out, "Mingjue."

Morikawa Yuya patted his own goshuin-cho (temple with a seal): "Get to work, get to work."

Xinjue emerged from the imperial seal tent, looking completely bewildered.