I, the god, recruit witches to make money

There are some things that you don't have time to be afraid of when they happen, but the more you think about them afterwards, the more terrifying they become. It's the kind of intense stimulation that feels like there's only a fine line between life and death.

She was really scared.

She held her brother's thigh tightly under the table and signaled him with her eyes not to mess around.

There is no magic weapon that can save my life this time.

Genjiro was very depressed. In his sister's eyes, he seemed to always be the reckless and impulsive younger brother.

But he had already grown up, and most situations didn't require him to think too much.

As for Shiraishi, Genjiro did have the idea of ​​fighting him again in the future, but he definitely didn't want to do it right now.

Last time, he was easily defeated when he had the Vajra Pestle in his hand. Now that he has no tricks, how dare he fight back?

As long as the other party doesn't insult him actively, he can tolerate it.

After all, a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated.

As for what is considered an insult, he has a flexible bottom line in mind to judge.

Kaminagi Soutarou pursed his lips, his mood equally complicated. When he saw Shiraishi, he felt pain all over his body.

The injury has obviously healed, but the psychological trauma cannot be healed in a short time.

It was the first time he was beaten so badly that he had no power to fight back. If he wanted to fight again, it would be in the future, the future, not now.

But if you ask him to lower his head, he can't do it.

Due to his proud character, he had to endure his confusion and remain silent and calm. His hands under the table were trembling slightly, so he clenched them into fists to stop the trembling from continuing.

The atmosphere at the scene fell into an eerie silence, but Bai Shi didn't care and poured himself a cup of tea. There were tea, cakes and fruits on the table to entertain the guests.

As a dignified Izumo Taisha, they naturally wouldn't use ordinary items to entertain guests. These are all products from secret realms.

He picked up a piece of green pastry, took a bite, and it melted in his mouth. The sweetness and fragrance filled his mouth. It was so delicious.

Seeing the three people were silent, Jian Ju did not continue to stand there, and sneered, "Ha."

Genjiro's temper instantly flared up, his eyes widened in anger, and he wanted to fight back!

Mayumi Shido increased her strength to hold him down. If someone caused trouble at this time, what would Shiraishi do if he got angry?

That person has a bad temper.

Genjiro felt aggrieved, like a tiger in plain land being bullied by a dog. He angrily picked up a cup of tea and gulped it down.

Jian Ju's eyes became more and more contemptuous.

Is this the Kirin from the Kaminagi family? The lion from Sensoji Temple?

I am speechless. Even this kind of trash can be praised to the point of being compared with her. How many people did the Kamanagi family and Sensō-ji Temple invite to flatter them?

If anyone dares to compare her with them again, she will slap that person in the face.

Jian Ju sat down carelessly, with three cowards, a mute, and a person at the back who didn't look very strong.

She is the best at this table, so it's okay for her to be a little unrestrained.

She crossed her legs, raised her right foot, leaned back, raised the front legs of the armchair, and said in a clear voice, "I'm new here. My name is Jian Ju. What's your name?"

"..." Genjiro was no longer angry, and an expression of watching a good show appeared on his face.

This woman really doesn't know how to live or die.

……

Shiraishi was not as angry as Genjiro thought, he had a very easy-going personality, not the kind of obvious malice or condescending arrogance, and would usually answer, "My name is Shiraishi."

Jian Ju blinked his purple eyes and asked curiously, "I've never heard of this name. Which faction are you from?"

"The priest of Nohara Shrine, what about you?"

Bai Shi answered again and used the standard language for strangers to communicate. When asked where his hometown is, he would first answer and then ask where his hometown is, thus leading to the next topic.

In the extraordinary world, power and hometown have the same meaning.

In the past, Bai Shi would have disdained such awkward conversations, but today was different. Beautiful women were always entitled to enjoy the privilege of communication with men.

Jian Ju is undoubtedly such a beauty. She wraps her proud assets in a black T-shirt. The T-shirt is punk style with metal pieces hanging on her abdomen.

Below is a pair of large black jeans that look very loose, with red bars on the thighs and silver chains hanging from the thighs to the calves.

The very sturdy-looking leather mid-calf shoes dangled at the thigh.

A beautiful woman with a bad attitude.

"I come from the Hokushin Shinto-ryu school. I'm not bragging, but there is no school stronger than ours in all of Japan."

Jianju showed off proudly.

"Oh, so powerful." Bai Shi said perfunctorily, wondering in his heart, is Beichen Xindao Liu very famous?

Jian Ju started to like him. She looked down upon the three wimps at this table. The other one was like a mute and would not respond to anything she said. This was the one who could chat. "Which shrine do you support?"

"I just came here to join in the fun and have a meal. I don't plan on supporting anyone."

Shiraishi answered truthfully.

"Haha." Jian Ju laughed. She liked people who were not afraid of power. She stopped crossing her legs and moved the stool closer. "You are very honest. Actually, I am not interested in the Shinto Alliance. It's just that the old man keeps nagging there.

I came here because I was told I could see my peers, but I was really disappointed."

As she spoke, she glanced at the three people and found that their eyes were a little strange. She then glared at them and said, "What are you looking at? I was chatting with Bai Shi so loudly. Aren't you convinced?!"

Bai Shi glanced at it.

Kaminagi Soutarou silently looked away.

Genjiro continued to pour his tea.

Mayumi Shido pretended to take the peeled oranges, wondering why Shiraishi's temper suddenly improved?

In her eyes, this person should have a very bad temper and would resort to violence if he disagreed with something.

If it is about preferential treatment for ladies, what is the difference between her and the other party?

She would definitely not take the issue of having an extra younger brother into consideration. With the blessing of her sister's filter, Genjiro would be fine.

The problem was the gap between her and Jian Ju. She glanced around, her eyes fixed on the other's chest, then looked at herself and saw a pair of feet clearly.

The world, no, the malice of men was fully felt by Mayumi Shido at this moment.

"I'm speechless." Jian Ju saw the three people avoiding him and turned his head to ask, "Are you here alone?"

"I brought three well-behaved witches with me."

Shiraishi picked up the apple with a toothpick on it, and felt a protective barrier opening in his heart, and his face felt a little hot.

Chapter 110: Grandma, You Are Too Young

The scale of Izumo Taisha Shrine is not comparable to Nohara Shrine.

Larger shrines all emphasize diversified worship of gods. In addition to the main deity, there will be branches that worship other gods. Adding one more god can encourage that type of believers to pay more money.

Rin Kaminagi strolls around the Saijinen Garden of Izumo Taisha Shrine.

The sky was blue, the slightly hot sun was shining, the tall trees had no names, and the ground was covered with mottled shadows.

"Gui Longyuan, that woman clearly looks down on us and doesn't see us as a threat, yet you're still praising her as a good person. I'm really pissed off by you."

She complained to her best friend, took another look at the cup packaging in her hand, and scanned the surroundings, regretting that she couldn't find a trash can.

Damn it, such a big shrine doesn’t have a trash can, so she has to hold this gift in her hands all the time.

Kiryuin Misae thought her reaction was too extreme and scratched her head, saying, "She and I are in a fair competition. The final decision is made by Shiraishi-kun. There is no need to be so hostile to each other."

“I’m talking to you!” Kaminagi Rin’s amber eyes widened as she lectured, “Drinking and chatting happily with the enemy is an unrealistic fantasy that only exists in stories.

Remember, the greatest respect for the enemy is to kill him completely!"

"Hey, Kaminagi's tone is so cruel."

Guilongyuan Meisai complained, but still couldn't raise any hostility in her heart. She glanced around with her big almond-shaped eyes and said, "Let's not talk about that topic. There are so many people here."

Kaminagi Rin rolled her eyes and said, "Don't always want to fight or cause trouble. Shiraishi-kun told us not to cause trouble but not to be afraid of it."

"Hi, hi." Guilongyuan Meiya pursed her lips, feeling speechless towards the organizer. With so many people gathered, they didn't even have a competition. It was such a waste of manpower.

Rin Kaminagi was about to give instructions when she suddenly noticed a familiar guy passing by.

That baby face...

"Ah, I suddenly have a stomachache. I need to go to the toilet. You wait here for me."

Kaminagi Rin covered her stomach with her hands, pretending to be in pain, and wanted to go there.

"Wait." Kiryuin Misae put her hand on her shoulder.

Hiss, discovered? Kaminagi Rin was a little surprised.

"What do you use to wipe without tissues?"

Guilongyuan Meiya took out a pack of paper from her blue backpack.

Rin Kannagi breathed a sigh of relief, then drew two cards, stuffed the mug into her hands, and walked in that direction.

……

The Beast Style is the most powerful Hakuto style in Japan, and Takeshi Miyazaki is one of its members.

At the age of sixteen, he already had no rivals among his peers in the dojo. When he went to compete in other places, he also won consecutive games without a single defeat.

This time, he and his father Yuutarou Miyazaki are attending the Shinto Conference on behalf of the Beast Dojo with only one goal, to find someone worth attacking.

Takeshi Miyazaki has his hands in his trouser pockets, his black hair is messy, his harmless-looking baby face has a leisurely expression, his eyes are narrowed, like a lion sunbathing.

In fact, he was grading the people around him. If the full score was 100, this one was 61, that one was 45, 32, 58...

With his extraordinary perception, he can often sense the gap in strength between each other without taking any action.

How boring... He thought to himself that unless the score was above 70 points, it was not worth doing it at all.

As he walked, his narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and ninety-eight points behind him! !

Miyazaki Takeshi stopped moving forward, took his hands out of his trouser pockets so that he could attack at any time. He slowly turned around and saw the high scorer. The excitement on his face froze, "Oh, a woman."

His tone was lost. The boy in front of him was not the strong or fierce boy he had imagined, but a doll-like pretty girl with twin ponytails, wearing a red and white shrine maiden costume and carrying a knife.

He couldn't muster the energy.

No matter how strong they are, women are still women, and fighting is not as satisfying as fighting with men.

"What are you looking for from me?"

"Did you kill a spirit at a convenience store in Kasai on the 18th of last month?"

Kaminagi Rin asked, and the boy was just like a surveillance camera, but he still wanted to ask, are there twins and triplets in the world?

Miyazaki Takeshi thought for a moment and said, "A spirit? I never remember those little things, Kasai... I think I've been there, why are you asking this?"

Kaminagi Rin pondered for a moment, and Shiraishi-kun said that he was not allowed to take the initiative to cause trouble, "I want to have a friendly exchange competition with you to see who is stronger and who is weaker. Are you willing?"

"Haha."

Miyazaki Takeshi laughed out loud. She wanted to fight with him, and she actually stood up and said it was a friendly exchange match. She was really a girl. "Listen, there is no need to find any excuse to cover up the fight. If you want to fight, just find an opponent you like."

He likes to kill his favorite enemies anytime and anywhere without any distinction, and welcomes anyone to attack him at any time and place.

A so-called strong person is someone who can cope with attacks at any time.

"bring it on."

Miyazaki Takeshi took a stance. He followed in his father's footsteps and learned the most powerful Elephant Fist of the Hundred Beast Styles. As he took a step forward, his muscles bulged.

Moo!

Kaminagi Rin seemed to hear a violent elephant roar, and even the ground beneath her feet seemed to tremble, and a ferocious breath rushed towards her.

She held the amulet around her neck, trying to deploy the barrier inside to avoid damaging the surrounding environment.

"Wait." A young man came out from the crowd and stood between the two of them. "Isn't this Miyazaki? Long time no see."

"Huh?" Miyazaki Takeshi blinked, unable to remember where he had seen this young man.

"It's me, Kami Nagi Kojiro, the one you sparred with in March."