My mother's love song

Yaobikuni clapped her hands in a cheery manner and said, "Today's guest is only Lord Genji. No one else will come. If you two don't mind, why don't you stay here and have a drink?"

Rhodes thought about it and agreed.

But when she said "have a drink", didn't she mean the bar?

Fortunately, the eight hundred nuns still had some common sense and served green tea as a treat.

Miss He seemed very interested in her immortality and enthusiastically chatted with the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni while drinking tea.

Amid the chatter of young women whose average age was several hundred years old, Rhodes sat quietly by the window, resting his chin on his hand and gazing at the pastoral scenery outside the thatched hut.

“It’s so peaceful.”

The leisurely time always passes in a flash, and soon it is evening.

When the thatched hut was dyed red by the sunset, Rhodes stood up and told the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis that it was almost time for him to go back.

At this moment, the silver-haired priestess spoke with a serious expression.

"Genji-sama, I have something important to say to you."

“I think it’s about time.”

Rhode acted as if he had known that she would keep him.

He turned to his companion and said, "Miss He, please go wait for me on the ox cart."

"Ah...eh? Is everything okay?" He hesitated.

Rhodes nodded: "Well, Master Yaobikuni seems to have something to say, you should step aside for now."

"That's too harsh, Lord Genji!" the shrine maiden protested loudly.

"……Yes."

He originally wanted to say something, but in the end he bowed to his master without saying anything and slowly left the thatched hut.

There were only two people left in the small and simple room.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis said, "It's totally hard to tell that they are a couple."

I guess it refers to the relationship between Rhodes and Miss Crane.

As she said, rather than saying that He was Rhodes' concubine, it was more like a master-servant relationship between a mage and a shikigami.

Rhodes said: "I am also reviewing this aspect and will work harder in the future."

Yaobai Bhikkhuni said sharply, "Don't just work hard in bed."

Rhodes retorted: "What does an old nun who is almost 500 years old know?"

The eight hundred nuns laughed for a long time, rocking back and forth and shaking their bodies.

After a while, she pretended to clear her cough with a red face, and then restored her dignified expression and sitting posture.

But it was too late. The aloof and fairy-like image of the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni had already collapsed in Rhodes' heart.

"Well, let's get to the point... which is why I invited you here."

"Ah."

After Rhode nodded slightly, the girl in the red and white witch costume bent down.

But this time, the etiquette was completely different from the previous hospitality. The girl placed her palms flat in front of her body, leaned forward, and lowered her body.

Eight hundred nuns knelt down in front of Rhodes with their knees together.

"I'm very sorry that my words and actions just now may have offended you. I hope you can forgive me."

Her forehead was pressed against the ground, and her beautiful silver hair flowed down her shoulders to the ground, revealing the white skin on the back of her neck and the plump curves of her waist and hips.

“…Huh, that’s what’s going on.”

Rhodes pinched his chin without saying a word, looking at her expressionlessly.

There is a certain piety in the girl's back, which reminds people of a crazy believer who dedicates his soul to the devil.

At this moment, the eight hundred nuns did not kneel down to express their apology, but prostrated themselves to express their respect and worship.

The silver-haired miko stared at the ground and spoke slowly in a steady tone.

“Nice to meet you, my great and noble master.

O king who has come from the other side of the ocean and rules the desolate sea since time immemorial, your innocent son, I, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, have been waiting for your presence here for a long time.

Lord Omikami... please fulfill my long-cherished wish."

Chapter 681 The Girl Who Loves Ultimate Rod and the God Who Doesn't Understand People's Hearts

Rhodes silently looked down at the girl who was kneeling respectfully in front of him.

The beautiful girl in white clothes and red hakama knelt on the ground, not minding at all that her pure body would get dirty with mud.

The loose fabric could hardly conceal her voluptuous and well-proportioned figure, and her slender legs wrapped in white over-the-knee socks squeezed out attractive and sensual curves when she kneeled on the ground.

If the duty of a shrine maiden is to please the gods, then Yaobikuni is undoubtedly a qualified child of Kagura.

The eight hundred nuns expressed their loyalty to their master and sang praises of their worship of the gods with their humble posture of prostrating themselves and their seductive and seductive bodies.

"It is a great honor for me to be able to see the great face of Lord Omikami in this body. Ahhh... just this alone is enough for me to accept the reason why I will live on in this world forever."

"When I was a child, I grew up in my mother's arms, listening to your heroic stories as bedtime stories. I think it was from that time that your name was deeply engraved on my soul."

"When I grew up, my room was filled with books praising Lord Omikami. I knew that you were the most powerful god, the most violent king, and the greatest hero."

"So... when I accidentally took the mermaid meat and became your priestess, I was overjoyed by this coincidence..."

"At that moment, I knew my fate."

"The reason why I have an immortal life is to personally convey your great achievements to future generations and to every corner of the world."

"The reason why I maintain my unchanged body must be so that I can serve your divine mission as an eternal virgin and a miko."

The girl spoke of the past emotionally, a pure smile appeared on her beautiful features, and her low, steady and moving tone was filled with passionate and ardent emotions.

"For the past four hundred years, I have traveled around the world, just to find traces of your existence on this land... Although the journey was very difficult, looking back, it was still an extremely happy and fulfilling time for me."

However, in contrast to the enthusiasm emanating from the girl, the boy had a cold attitude.

Although Rod was admired and praised by the eight hundred nuns as a great believer, he remained silent throughout the process.

At this moment, the emotion revealed on the handsome face of the young man was neither joy nor indifference but a hint of indescribable subtlety.

Even if it cannot be said to be restlessness, it can be regarded as an expression of anxiety.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps an hour, perhaps a quarter of an hour, or perhaps just a few minutes, the girl ended her confession of admiration.

Until the end, Rhode just stared at the back of the witch he admired and sang praises to, in silence.

The eight hundred nuns had their foreheads pressed against the ground, their posture steady and motionless, like a sculpture sitting on the ground.

Since the master did not give the order "You can get up", the witch naturally did not have the power to act on her own.

In the small space, it was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

Time just passes by little by little.

The eight hundred nuns remained kneeling quietly. They did not raise their heads, but they had already sensed the unhappy mood that filled the surroundings.

"My Lord, have I irritated you?"

The priestess, who was kneeling with her whole body and soul, broke the silence.

She said with great fear.

"If this is the case, please allow me to sincerely apologize to you.

But I am a dull person, I hope you can tell me what made you unhappy, is it because of my frivolous and shameful words and deeds before, or is it..."

After being silent for a long time, Rhodes finally spoke.

"That's not true, Babai Bhikkhuni, please raise your head."

"……Yes."

Eight hundred nuns held up their upper bodies.

Her forehead was left with a red mark from having been pressed against the ground for too long.

After looking up and seeing Rhodes' strange and solemn expression, the girl immediately put her hands back on the ground in horror.

"I see... I really did irritate you, don't I? Please let me apologize."

"Did you say that?" Rhodes asked.

Then he added: "Ignorance is not a crime... If that's the case, then you are innocent. I won't blame you."

"Ha ha……"

The eight hundred nuns covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Rhodes said: "Is there a funny thing hidden that I don't know about?"

"I'm sorry... please calm down, Lord Omikami."

Yaobikuni tightened her relaxed expression and covered her mouth: "I just think that Lord Oomikami is a very approachable god."

The young man said, "Isn't it better to be approachable?"

The girl shook her head: "That's not the case.

In fact, I am very touched... Although it may be disrespectful to say this, you remind me of my young and naughty brother. "

Looking at the girl with a nostalgic expression, Rhodes smiled bitterly and said, "Your brother has been buried."

"You're right. The last time I saw that guy, he was already a gray-haired old grandfather... and that was more than three hundred years ago."

Yaobikuni felt that the tense atmosphere had eased a lot, so she continued.

“But I was really surprised.

Obviously, in the mythological genealogy that I know of, you are more violent than anyone else, but also more majestic than anyone else.

After seeing the real Omikami, I realized that it was not the case at all... You are completely different from the records handed down from mythology."

"Disillusioned?"

"Absolutely not!"

The eight hundred nuns shook their heads.

“Although I originally thought that just being able to glimpse your great figure would be enough...but now that I have actually seen you, I am deeply moved.

I am extremely happy to know the new side of Lord Oomikami that the world does not know about."

"Humph."

Rhode did not comment on the girl's attitude, but changed the subject and talked about the distant ancient times.

“It happened tens of thousands of years ago… The witnesses at the time have all disappeared, so naturally there will be some deviations from current understanding.

Besides, history is written by the victors.

Those guys in Takamagahara can naturally make up whatever they want."

"what?"

The witch frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "Aren't you also one of the winners? Or rather, you are... woo!?"

The words stopped abruptly. The nun Yaobai read the tone of "Don't continue talking" from the boy's face, and hurriedly stopped talking.

"Eight hundred bhikkhunis."

Rod called out her name.

"exist."

The silver-haired girl straightened her upper body and sat upright.

Rhodes said: "Let's stop talking about the topic just now.

You are a woman who can see the future and don't need to be too concerned about the past.

...Besides, it’s not something worth singing about.”