Chapter 593: 203. Amaterasu and Izanami!
The appearance of the Great God calmed this sea area.
Everyone seemed to sense the danger departing, smiles returning to their faces. The cruise ship once again became brightly lit, floating like a sea palace on the endless ocean.
Fujiwara Reya had just returned to the deck when Mrs. Kasahara grabbed him by the ear and dragged him into a cabin.
Mrs. Hoshimi followed inside, under the faint candlelight, Amaterasu gently flicked her sleeve. Her voice was low and light, like water secretly flowing under creek stones. Then she glanced at Fujiwara Reya, her lips slightly parted: "Do you dare to take my solar crown?"
The brilliant yet serene lights cast on her skin, as white as the first snow.
The supreme God’s authority, paired with her melodious voice, blended with a slightly provocative tone, would lead anyone into fantasies.
"..."
Fujiwara Reya lowered his head, not daring to speak.
In front of him, Amaterasu sat with an inscrutable expression, looking at him meaningfully. The two directors on the side sat properly on their knees, occasionally glancing at him, casting looks of schadenfreude.
The candlelight flickered slightly as Amaterasu gently raised her hand.
Fujiwara Reya was forced to lift his head.
His body also moved forward several meters, kneeling at Amaterasu’s feet.
In his line of sight, he could see the Great God’s bare feet, the graceful and elegant curves of her ankles were beautiful. As his gaze moved slightly upward, he saw a large patch of snow-white skin on her calf, making him involuntarily swallow.
Amaterasu lowered her head, her gaze falling indifferently on the back of his head.
"Look up," she ordered.
Fujiwara Reya had no choice but to lift his head.
Amaterasu gently stood up, standing in front of him.
He was momentarily taken aback, instinctively retreating a bit as the Great God advanced step by step.
Amaterasu pressed forward swiftly, kicking Fujiwara Reya to the ground, examining him.
On her cool face, there was a hint of an amused smile, seemingly brewing some mischief.
The two directors widened their eyes, secretly glaring at Fujiwara Reya from behind, threatening him not to move.
Fortunately, Amaterasu did not go further, stepping back slightly, her snow-white neck carrying a touch of a charming blush. She looked down at Fujiwara Reya, and asked coolly: "Isn’t the Great God beautiful?"
"Beautiful..." Fujiwara Reya was on the verge of tears.
"Then why give the Great God’s belongings to a little lover?"
"...It was just sweet talk."
"So you were deceiving your little lover."
"..."
Fujiwara Reya dared not refute now.
"Oh, were you deceiving Rinko?" Mrs. Hoshimi looked over gently, "Is that really what Mr. Fujiwara thought?"
Fujiwara Reya hurriedly surrendered with both hands: "Aunt Yako, please spare me!"
"No way, I’m angry."
Mrs. Hoshimi turned her head away, pouting, refusing to look at him.
The faint candlelight made her miko attire appear snow-white, her long, elegant dark hair flowing down like a beautiful black silk ribbon.
So beautiful!
Although the loose miko attire couldn’t perfectly outline Mrs. Hoshimi’s figure, her graceful appearance made her seem like a goddess fallen to the mortal world, so pure that one dared not look directly.
Fujiwara Reya held Amaterasu’s hands with both hands, looking at Mrs. Hoshimi: "Miss Yako, I’ve decided to put the Great God’s solar crown on you first."
He was purely mesmerized by beauty.
Amaterasu’s body stiffened slightly, immediately raising a fist to pound it on his head.
"Boom!"
The floor was smashed through.
"Ah~" Mrs. Hoshimi instantly covered her small mouth, looking worriedly at the headless Fujiwara Reya.
Mrs. Kasahara still wore a gentle smile.
The little guy’s greatest ability was to withstand damage, which she deeply understood. Whenever she sneaked off to Asakusa Shrine, she would spar with him, and regardless of how hard she hit him, the little guy could always bounce back, continuing to take advantage of her.
Fujiwara Reya, with his head buried in the floor, grimaced and said: "Aunt Amaterasu, you hit too hard. If I hadn’t just become the Demon King, my head might have shattered from your punch..."
This word ’Aunt’ softened Amaterasu’s expression quite a bit.
Seeing him sitting there obediently, she finally let go of him, returning to sit at the head seat.
Mrs. Kasahara’s eyes were smiling.
The reason she unwaveringly supported Fujiwara Reya was that she witnessed the relationship between him and the Great God in Hidden God Town, standing beside him would not be mistaken.
Fujiwara Reya climbed up, scratching his head.
Amaterasu snorted coldly: "Sit properly."
Fujiwara Reya had no choice but to crawl back to sit by her feet.
A breeze sprinkled with mist swayed her luxurious gown, making it flutter like flowing clouds, her slender and flawless calves completely visible. She quietly watched Fujiwara Reya, exuding a faint gentle radiance.
Truly deserving of the title of Sun Goddess!
Fujiwara Reya looked at her, automatically and thoughtfully cradling her calves in his lap, gently massaging them, a flattering smile on his face.
"Why have you come down again?" he asked softly.
"Things have undergone some changes, I had no choice but to come down and take a look." Amaterasu pulled her clothing close, hugging her noble figure, "Your human world incidents, Takamagahara won’t interfere. But if Yomi Country is also involved, Takamagahara will not stand idly by."
"Has Yomi Country colluded with the Demon Clan?" Fujiwara Reya asked.
Amaterasu reached out and smoothed his slightly disheveled hair, advising: "You need to go to Takamagahara as soon as possible, exert pressure on Yomi Country from there, or else the Mother God will focus all her efforts on dealing with the human world."
Fujiwara Reya originally wanted to say ’what does this have to do with me’, but looking at the supreme God’s clear and serious eyes, the words turned into: "Yes, please rest assured."