I, the god, recruit witches to make money

As for traffic rules, apart from the basic rules of stop at red lights and go at green lights, and not overtaking on solid lines, I can't remember the other detailed rules very clearly.

But it doesn’t matter. With the art of transforming into a butterfly, if I really break the rules and get chased by the traffic police, I can just drive into the sky.

Shiraishi did not drive the car back to Nohara Shrine. Instead, he went to buy a Honda CBR1000RR-RSP and placed it directly on the roof of the car, fixing it with the Butterfly Transformation Technique.

He drove back, feeling slightly troubled. He had too much money. He didn't even have 50 million to buy a car or a motorcycle.

After all, I still have to buy a luxury house.

Go to Okinawa next month and buy an expensive beach villa, or ask Kannagi Rin. She is a typical young lady and should understand how rich people make themselves happy.

Shiraishi just wanted to spend the money as quickly as possible and turn it into happiness, instead of keeping the money and becoming an idle person.

Chapter 74: Catching the Summer Cicadas: Catching the Summer?

The burning sun disappears.

Her eyelashes trembled, and her tightly closed eyelids opened, revealing eyes more beautiful than flaming rubies.

There was the sound of cicadas outside the window. Jun Komori turned his head to take a look. Tiny specks of dust were flying up and down in the sunlight, but they could not cover the emerald green trees.

I remember when I was a child, every summer she would climb trees to pick cicadas, thinking that if she caught the cicadas, she would have caught the whole summer.

My sister was always trying to persuade me from below, looking very worried.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

Things are wrong.

She is no longer the little girl who could climb trees excitedly. Her heart is like a deserted warehouse filled with all kinds of debris. The sunlight can only illuminate the spider webs in the corners but not the depths.

"Jun, are you still not well?"

A hand was extended, and Jun Komori gently held it, saying softly, "Sister, I'm done meditating, I'll cook right away."

"The Lord God has made a lot of money and said he wants to buy a car."

Komori Aoi said with a smile on her face, "No need to squeeze into the subway anymore."

"Yeah." Jun Komori nodded and helped her up. The cell phone hanging on her chest was shaking. The Japanese drama playing on it seemed to be about love.

"Sister, you've been listening to TV dramas of this kind recently. Don't you like anime anymore?"

"The latest anime is totally bad."

Komori Aoi quickly shook her head.

"Really? I'll help search and see if there are any good old TV series."

"No need, just concentrate on your training."

"The Internet is very developed nowadays. It won't take long for me to search."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Jun."

Komori Aoi answered with a smile, feeling helpless in her heart, "Chun, sometimes you don't need to be so considerate."

She has been obsessed with romance TV dramas recently, which is naturally related to her mood, but she can't tell anyone about this mood.

The blind, crippled, illiterate girl couldn't possibly fall in love with anyone no matter how hard she tried.

Her only thought was to bring her sister together.

"Chun, what is your impression of the Lord God?"

As they were walking down the stairs, Komori Aoi asked casually.

Jun Komori said truthfully: "The Lord God is gentle and considerate, and powerful. He is a very good person."

"That's it?"

“…” She frowned and thought seriously about her sister’s question. She hadn’t come up with any new advantages until she arrived at the restaurant. Does being handsome count?

Considering that her sister couldn't see, she chose to hide this advantage that required the naked eye to see.

"that's it."

She gave her own answer, thinking that such an evaluation was already very high.

Apart from her father, she had never given such a high evaluation to anyone of the opposite sex.

Komori Aoi was not satisfied and asked, "Isn't the Lord God handsome?"

"Handsome, he has a pair of distinct black and white eyes, delicate eyebrows, cheeks that are neither fat nor thin, just right, and lips that are a little thin."

As Jun Komori put on an apron and sleeves, he described Shiraishi's handsomeness to his sister, "He's 1.75 meters tall and has eight-pack abs."

"Hey, why did Jun know this and peek?"

"no."

Jun Komori hurriedly explained, his cheeks flushed as he said, "That was when the Lord God was taking a bath. He came out with only a bath towel wrapped around him. I went downstairs to the bathroom and accidentally saw it."

It’s not very obvious normally, but when you take off all your clothes, your abdominal muscles, pectoral muscles, latissimus dorsi, biceps and all other muscles have clear lines.

The wet hair and the abstinent face caused such a shock that she could not erase the image from her mind.

"Hehe." Komori Aoi smiled deliberately, thinking in her heart that Chun's personality was not the same as when she was a child. She had become very dull and it was difficult for her to understand matters between men and women.

If you speak too bluntly, it might scare her.

"Sister, why are you saying this suddenly?"

“Take care of your daily life.”

Komori Aoi was lying on the table, wearing headphones on her right ear, listening to the male lead in the TV series confess, "Pure."

"I'm here, do you want some water?"

Jun Komori poured a glass of boiled water and brought it to her.

"Yeah." Komori Aoi still didn't have the courage to ask that question. She felt it was too early and she could talk about it later.

Jun Komori returned to the kitchen and began to prepare today's dishes. It was a rich dish, with snails, bullfrogs, beef, chicken breast, but very few vegetables.

It wasn't that she didn't want to buy it, but Shiraishi had told her to order more meat and less vegetables, saying that since the shrine had money, it was natural for them to have a big meal.

Jun Komori does not quite agree with the idea that money should be spent as soon as it is earned. She believes that money should be saved. Not only will it make life difficult for yourself, but it should not be spent carelessly, otherwise, when the time comes, you will be left with no money in your pocket.

But the Lord God should not have the same troubles as ordinary people.

So Komori Jun didn't say anything and just did what he was told. He washed the vegetables and patiently picked out the snail meat, leaving only the meat and throwing away the shell and the sticky part at the back.

She enjoys doing these little things that seem tedious to outsiders. She doesn't feel annoyed at all and just wants to make a delicious lunch for everyone.

……

"Roar!"

A high-pitched roar sounded, and Guilongyuan Meiya stopped hitting the wooden man. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the white towel around her neck and said, "Caesar, what's your name?"

"Roar, roar." Caesar continued to shout, spreading his limbs and chasing a strange iron lump. The buzzing sound was simply challenging its position.

When Guilongyuan Meisai saw what it was, her big almond-shaped eyes widened and she said, "How cool."

The scorching sun shines on the black car body, and the reflected light does not look dazzling at all, revealing luxury in a low-key manner.

On top is a flaming motorcycle.

"Caesar, stop barking." Guilongyuan Meiya rushed forward and slapped Caesar to stop him from barking.

Caesar shut up obediently, lowered his head in grievance, and ran to act coquettishly with Kaminagi Rin.

Shiraishi stopped the car, opened the door and said, "The BMW M8 doesn't have the head-on wind feeling of a motorcycle. Switching to manual transmission and stepping on the accelerator to the bottom is still very exciting. Drifting through the level directly crashes out of the curve, haha."

A smile appeared on his face, and he was very satisfied with the car. In a place where there was no one around, listening to the sound of the engine reaching its maximum speed was really pleasant.

"It looks so cool, Lord God, can I drive it?"

Guilongyuan Meisai came forward and was conquered by the appearance of the car. She had seen a car racing movie before, and she still remembered the thrilling drainage ditch turn in the movie.

She wanted to recreate the classics.

Bai Shi asked in confusion: "Aren't you only sixteen years old? Can you get a driver's license?"

Gui Long Yuan Mei Ya shook her head and said, "No, but I saw a movie where driving is like this, like this, and then like this, isn't there any problem?"

"You don't even know which is the accelerator."

Bai Shi raised his hand and flicked her forehead. "Don't even think about driving. As for the motorcycle, I can lend it to you. It's simple."

“But I’ve never seen a motorcycle movie.”

Guilongyuan Meiya frowned.

"It's okay. I'll teach you when I'm free in the evening. It's very easy to learn."

Shiraishi answered with a big smile on his face.

"Hi." Guilongyuan Misaya nodded heavily.

Chapter 75 Private Teaching

The three shrine maidens of Nohara Shrine have different personalities, and the shrine maiden who can best get along with Shiraishi is none other than Kiryuin Misae.

For example, when it came to the new car she bought, her reaction was the most intense, and she had a strong desire to try driving the car, which resonated with Shiraishi.

Let his happiness multiply.

Unlike Jun Komori, who would just say "it's beautiful" and then not do anything else.

She wouldn't say she wanted to try it out, nor did she have the slightest interest in driving a BMW M8.

In her eyes, this car was not as worthy of study as a dish, and she couldn't understand why the Lord God was willing to spend so much money to buy this car.

If you want a means of transportation, a van is cheaper, has more seats, and is more cost-effective than a BMW in any way.

Rin Kaminagi is used to seeing luxury cars, and her evaluation of the BMW M8 is that its interior is not good and its appearance is average.

If she were in his shoes, she would never buy this kind of car. If she had to buy one, she would buy a Bugatti Veyron.

The topic about cars at lunch ended, and they did not take a lunch break, but started their afternoon practice.

Kaminagi Rin can use her Dragon Roar eight out of ten times, and when it reaches 100%, she can practice the next move.

Kiryuin Miya's progress was not great. Without auxiliary props, it was difficult to make the electric current into a spiral shape.

Jun Komori's inner demon is steadily growing stronger, and he is the one who needs to be least worried among the three.

Bai Shi was pleased to see how hard they were working. He grabbed Caesar as a pillow, leaned against the corridor, and watched short videos.

Watch all kinds of videos, including science, comedy, movie commentary, etc.

As for shooting short videos himself, he didn't have that idea for the time being. He didn't really want to shoot Caesar playing around, and he had no orders. It was difficult to shoot extraordinary videos, so he simply postponed it for a few days.

……

The leisure time lasts until the evening.

Summer nights always come very late and very suddenly. The sky is bright at around six o'clock, but at seven o'clock, it seems to jump directly into night.

The dim night enveloped the woods like a veil, darkening the color of the steps.

Guilongyuan Meiya looked at the Honda CBR1000RR-RSP and found a serious problem. The appearance of this car is indeed cool, like a cheetah running on the African savannah, combining speed and beauty together.

But why is there no back seat for passengers?

"Master Divine Lord, this can't carry anyone at all."

“It’s just for one person to ride.”

Bai Shi put on the helmet, stepped on it, and said, "Don't worry, I can modify it so that you can sit on it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Butterfly Transformation Technique was activated, and pedals appeared where there were no footrests. Looking at the thick exhaust pipe, Guilongyuan Meiya asked worriedly, "Won't this get hot?"

"It's okay. I've kept the exhaust pipe cool. It's okay to touch it."

Shiraishi explained that he wanted to take Kiryuin Miya for a ride to experience the thrill of speed first, and then teach her how to drive the Fire Blade.

Guilongyuan Meiya put aside her worries, stepped on the pedal decisively, sat on the back seat, grabbed his shoulders, and said excitedly: "Let's go!"

Shiraishi realized a problem, the back seat was too narrow. If it was someone with a body like Komori Aoi, it wouldn't be a problem.

It is obvious that Guilongyuan Miya is not up to it. The size of 36F is no joke. The pressure is too great, like there are two unbreakable water balls squeezing his back.