Chapter 592: 202. The Great God got angry, the kind that can’t be appeased._4
"...Ugly, rustic, I won’t have it." Hoshimi Rinko’s voice turned soft and shy, with a slight hoarseness, "I’m a miko, I won’t mix with a yokai leader like you..."
"It’s okay, I’ll become a real god soon anyway."
Fujiwara Reya wrapped both arms around her waist, outlining her slender and graceful form.
Hoshimi Rinko’s heart pounded, her small fists raised, pounding his chest like soft snowflakes. Her slightly angry face, beautiful and captivating maidenly charm, made one wish to hold her like this forever.
"When we get to Takamagahara, I’ll snatch Amaterasu’s golden crown corona for you," Fujiwara Reya whispered mysteriously in her ear, "and if that’s not enough, I’ll grab her whole outfit for you to wear."
Hoshimi Rinko was dumbfounded, looking incredulously at this yokai leader who dared to have such crooked thoughts towards the supreme god.
"I’ll only do this for you, senpai," Fujiwara Reya smiled, complimenting, "A genius miko like senpai, the most beautiful miko through the ages, is not one bit inferior to the Great God."
"Of course!"
Hoshimi Rinko slightly puffed out her chest.
Fujiwara Reya’s gaze couldn’t help but move downwards.
Compared to her mother’s, the daughter’s was remarkably the same, indeed her biological child.
"Look at that!"
Hoshimi Rinko’s face turned bright red in an instant.
"Um, I was thinking, we probably should head out," Fujiwara Reya said with a nonchalant face, gently stroking Hoshimi Rinko’s cheek with his hand, slowly leaning his lips forward, "There are people waiting for us outside..."
Hoshimi Rinko trembled all over.
Her hands were pressed against Fujiwara Reya’s chest, hesitating whether to push him away.
By nature, she was calm and serene, occasionally enjoying minor pranks. But after all, as Hoshimi Yoko’s daughter, she had inherited somewhat of that submissive little woman’s stance.
Ooh~
The junior finally kissed me, I’m so happy.
Boohoo~
No, I can’t just let this scumbag off, absolutely not.
In the shift between these two emotions, Hoshimi Rinko felt his breath getting closer and stood frozen in place, uncertain.
Moments later, her strawberry-like pink lips were covered.
The bright sunlight enveloped her body, with the scent of grass in the wind, Hoshimi Rinko’s eyes became dazed, her entire body soft and unable to move.
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High above in the sky.
The Amaterasu Great God, dressed in a luxurious court kimono, wearing a golden crown corona, looked down at the sea covered with thunderstorms and the towering mountain, with a hint of gratification in her eyes.
The boy was finally showing some ambition.
In the Great God’s heart, there was a bit of the happiness a mother feels seeing her son’s progress.
Under Yomi Country’s increasingly restless environment, the faster the little guy grows, the better... Thinking of this, the Great God’s gaze turned toward the sacred mountain, eyes pierced through the mountain to see inside Fujiwara Reya’s domain.
Coincidentally, the Great God saw the young man say he’d snatch Amaterasu’s corona to give to the girl while courting her.
The Great God instinctively touched the golden crown corona on her head.
And then, the young man kissed the girl.
Her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Tch."
On the pitch-black sea, light suddenly erupted.
All the people on the deck couldn’t help but look up.
A goddess, radiating warm brilliance all over, descended from the sky.
Wearing a golden crown corona, in a gracefully styled court gown, with an incomparably beautiful and flawless visage, she exuded maturity, stability, and solemnity. She was the ruler of Takamagahara, the supreme god of Shintoism, the ancestor of the royal family, the Sun Goddess...
"Greetings to the Great God—"
On the deck, there was a clattering sound as everyone knelt down.
In the ship’s cabin, Mrs. Kasahara and Mrs. Hoshimi instantly flew to the cruise’s sky, bowing from afar.
"Greetings to the Great God!"
A few Mountain God’s Wives also had no choice but to salute.
Although they weren’t fond of Amaterasu, this was ultimately their husband’s future boss, so they couldn’t skimp on the outward respect.
Even the Yomi Thunder God, who was blasting away at the sacred mountain, stopped and looked over with a wary expression, not daring to move recklessly.
Amaterasu’s gaze slowly circled the area.
Then, her eyes, as bright as the sun, turned toward the sacred mountain.
Her fingers passed her ear, and the magatama ornament on her hairpin suddenly shone brightly. The next instant, she tossed the ornament, the magatama flew like a golden sun wheel, heavily striking the sacred mountain.
The small Mountain God, in the face of the powerful supreme god, was no match at all.
With a slap sound.
The sacred mountain domain was breached instantly.
Fujiwara Reya, who had just released senpai’s lips, suddenly stiffened.
He felt an extreme danger locking onto him, and when he turned to look, at first glance, he saw the old lady’s cold and beautiful face tightly drawn—a sign that the Great God was angry, the kind that couldn’t be appeased.