Tokyo gods only want priestly girls

"Raiko?"

After leaving that place of twists and turns, under the moonlight, Mrs. Ogasawara finally saw clearly who was pulling her away.

"Raizi! Why did you appear there?!"

Subconsciously, she raised her voice and used the tone she always used when talking to her daughter, maintaining the majesty of a mother.

"It's my turn to ask you about this kind of thing, mom? Why do you believe in this cult?"

Contrary to his usual state, Yoriko Ogasawara retorted without fear.

"Nonsense! What my mother believes in is not a cult! What the Master said are all orthodox Buddhist principles!"

"Then why don't you dare to have an open and honest event? Why do you still want to party in an abandoned underground garage at night?"

"That's...that's because people in the world are biased against Fa-rectification. That's why they do this in order to avoid trouble."

Mrs. Ogasawara hesitated for a while before giving an explanation that seemed to be forceful.

very tricky

It is difficult to convince people who have fallen into a certain ideological misunderstanding or have been brainwashed.

Just like many theories that confuse people, such as how the human body can absorb free energy particles in the universe, sects that fool people in the name of so-called meditation or spiritual practice.

At first glance, it will be whitewashed with many seemingly reasonable theories or in the name of science or orthodox religion to brainwash believers.

After the brainwashing is completed, many onlookers will find it outrageous.

For example, air conditioners and refrigerators have negative energy. If people always stay in an environment with negative energy, they will become decadent and depressed. [Note: The author knows this personally and is not making it up. 】

Believers who are stuck in the quagmire will not think about whether this is contrary to common sense, because their three views and common sense have been completely replaced by these people.

Compared with those outrageous theories, the so-called killing with a gun can remove obstacles on the road of life, but it seems very reasonable.

And be regarded as improper by others

For believers like them, cults and the like cannot shake their minds at all.

Those are the foolish opinions of ordinary people, the prejudices of people who don't understand, pressure and demonic obstacles from the outside world, and tests given by gods and Buddhas.

Not to mention that many people who believe in these religions are themselves on the fringes of society or are defeated by setbacks. They will not believe the words of other people in this society.

Even if this person is his daughter, a relative, or even his lover.

Ogasawara Yoriko's expression changed a little. She thought her mother was not that serious, but now it seems that she has been deeply affected by the Gun Cult.

Stubborn illnesses in the mind are the most difficult to treat. The body can be easily destroyed, but it is difficult to change the mind.

Ogasawara Yoriko had a headache. When he was thinking about what to do, he saw something strange under his mother's sleeves.

"What did you take?!"

Even though Mrs. Ogasawara tried to hide it, Yoriko Ogasawara grabbed her hand and raised it, and he saw a dark pistol in her hand.

Having seen her own demons, gods and Buddhas, she naturally would not be concerned about a small pistol. She was more concerned about what her mother wanted.

"Mom, what do you want to do? Even if you have a gun, what can you do?"

Yoriko Ogasawara asked in a low voice, what is the significance of such an ordinary pistol?

Unlike her mother, she only thinks that her father really just died in the melee of the underworld, and she doesn't even know who the specific target of revenge is.

In this situation, what can you do even if you have a gun?There is simply no one to aim at.

It’s impossible, just to take revenge on society, right?It shouldn't be that extreme.

"me..."

Holding the pistol in his hand tightly with both hands, in Ogasawara Yoriko's eyes, it was just a meaningless toy.

"Tell me, Mom, what do you want to do with this thing? It's of no use at all, so just throw it away."

Ogasawara Yoriko reached out to take the gun, but her mother protected it with her body and refused to hand it over.

"I just...I just want to use it to protect you, Raiko!"

The mother's hoarse shouting made Yoriko Ogasawara slightly stunned. The hands that could easily tear steel could not pull away the mother's hands.

"This world is very dangerous, Laizi! Without this magical weapon given by the Buddha, my mother alone would not be able to protect you properly in this world!"

"So it is necessary. The existence of this gun is necessary, not to get rid of my troubles, but to clear your demonic obstacles."

Yes, if one day, your daughter encounters danger or trouble, just like other members of the congregation.

Being threatened by others to exchange your body for position; being bullied or attacked by others; being harmed or framed by others

Even if she knows that she is sacrificing her future and life, Mrs. Ogasawara will still pull the trigger and get rid of those who hinder her daughter's life.

The mother is paranoid, crazy, and deeply involved in the crazy ideas of the Gun Worship Cult, but she still retains her love for her daughter.

In other words, it is precisely because of this love that he was bewitched and became what he is today.

Ogasawara Yoriko's nose felt a little sore and she didn't know what to say, but she also felt deep contempt for herself from the bottom of her heart.

Devoured by the fire of revenge, he only cared about his own happiness and left his mother. Even though he was deep in madness, he still missed his mother everywhere.

How...ugly, I

Ogasawara Yoriko hugged her crying mother and whispered in her ear:

"It's okay. I, your daughter, am very powerful, so I don't need that kind of thing."

270 Sudden Attack

"Miss, the action report will be placed here."

In the Kuga family's mansion, the police chief wearing epaulettes placed a thick stack of documents on the table.

Kuga Hikaru was lying on the sofa in the living room and reluctantly sat up.

"Okay, then go back."

After casually dismissing the other party, Kuga Hikaru threw all the pile of information into the trash can.

She is not a workaholic like Huashan Yuanchun, and she has no sense of responsibility for these things.

Anyway, she only needs to give instructions, and the people below will take the initiative to deal with the matter. If there are problems, they will not just hand over a bunch of paper reports.

As long as there are results, Jingu doesn't care how many results there are, and Kuga Hikaru can continue to spend his lazy day.

The matter of cleaning up the Gun Worship Cult was originally assigned to Hanashan Yuharu by the shrine, but Hanashan Yuharu was already extremely busy in charge of mysterious matters.

Once he saw that it was just a cult activity among ordinary people, he just left the matter to others.

It happened that the police chief in Tokyo had some contact with the Kuga family, so the matter fell on Kuga Hikaru's head.

However, something of this magnitude is completely insignificant.

Even smuggled arms are just ordinary firearms and are far from threatening social stability.

Even if there is no Gun Cult, there will still be Yamaguchi-gumi and even insiders in the army reselling arms.

To put it more exaggeratedly, the Yingzhou Metropolitan Police Department loses a lot of pistols every year, which is not something worthy of attention.

Jingu simply felt unhappy that his name was grafted onto someone else's name and used to do these things.

He changed his position and fell on the sofa again. Kuga Hikaru turned on the TV and asked someone to bring him fruits and snacks.

Although he couldn't accept being eaten by the shrine at first, now Kuga Hikaru can feel better about it.

With this thick thigh, she is the voice of the family. No matter how unbridled she is, no self-sufficient elder would dare to speak a word about her.

Even with the relationship of being a woman from the shrine, no one dared to challenge or question her status.

Usually she doesn't live in the shrine, and she has nothing to do with most mysterious things. She basically just spends her days at home.

As a person who has no goals in life, Kuaga Hikari feels that this kind of life is very suitable for him.

"Ding dong~"

When the doorbell rang, Kuga Hikaru changed his position and continued to lie down. Naturally, a servant would open the door.

"Who is it?"

Kuga Hikaru lazily raised his head and saw a familiar figure.

"It seems like your life is very comfortable, Hikari-chan~"

After waving the servants around him to leave, Jingu didn't hesitate to sit next to Kuga Hikaru. Before Kuga Hikaru could reach out, he quickly shrank to the corner of the sofa and sat up.

He was very reserved and even tensed up, staying away from the shrine.

"Master Jingu, why are you here? You didn't even give me any instructions in advance."

Although it is said so, the real meaning of this sentence is:

Damn it, how could a surprise attack be carried out on the shrine?If I had known earlier, I would have gone to school today.

Yes, to avoid being caught at home.

Please forgive her, as a human girl, her ability to accept life is far inferior to that of the group of monsters and monsters in the shrine.

"Haha, if I had told you in advance, wouldn't I have given you a chance to make excuses to avoid me?"

Jingu saw through her inner thoughts and leaned back on the sofa.

"How could that happen? Come on, I'll feed you grapes, ah~"

Kuga Hikaru smiled and held a grape in her hand and brought it to Jingu's mouth, but she wished she could transform into a gibbon at this moment, so that she could be safer.

"Ah."

Swallowing the grapes, he took Kuga Hikaru's hand and pulled her into his arms.

The nightgown was lifted up, and Kamiya's hand wrapped around the edge of her white stockings, slightly lifting them.

The fleshy thighs felt very soft, and when Kuga Hikaru subconsciously clamped Jingu's hand, he had a different feeling.

Even so, Kuga Hikaru did not express any explicit words or actions of rejection.

"Haha, Hikari-chan, I still like your unruly look at the beginning."

When I was an innocent young man in Jingu, I still remember the words "don't say no" from Kuaga Hikaru.

Jiugaguang secretly spat in his heart.