Tokyo: My family's shrine is very large

"Well, you can come to me if you have any problems in the future. Besides, I've already said hello, and the official people won't make things difficult for you. If you have anything else, you can leave first."

"See you."

Yuichiro stared blankly at the other person's disappearing figure. Nagayama Yuzuru didn't even give her his contact information. I don't know if he forgot or if what he said before was just a polite remark.

As one of the staff members, she still needs to cooperate.

After all, there were nearly a thousand people in the nightclub, and now only eight people are left. A case with such a large number of casualties needs to be explained in a unified manner and should not cause social panic.

When Yuzuru Nagayama finished dealing with his troubles and walked out of the nightclub, there was a cloth bag on his back, with water dripping from the bag.

This was the "ill-gotten money" he collected before the barrier was triggered, a total of 50 million. Now it had been washed into a pile by the water. He didn't know how much of it would be usable in the end. This world did not have the rule of exchanging old money for new money like in the previous life.

I don't know whether I made a profit or a loss on this business today. The tornado and rain strike used up all the incense power of the shrine, a total of 143 points.

Just after getting into the taxi that was unwilling to pick up passengers, Yuzuru Nagayama remembered that there was still one person he had not dealt with, so he sent a signal to the direct shikigami.

What happened tonight touched the nerves of many people, such as the two parties directly involved.

In an ordinary small apartment, Inukinjiro hung up the phone with a very ugly face, because all the people sent by the King of Trees were defeated in the nightclub. He was scolded by the chairman of the King of Trees, who was also the son of his old boss, saying that all the people who were defeated were the elite of the King of Trees, and he was asked to give an explanation.

Inukinjiro dialed a video call and muttered to himself.

"You are short-sighted. If you were not the eldest son, you would not be able to sit in your current position. But the current situation is not bad, in fact, it is very good."

Inugami Jiro changed his face and showed a ferocious smile. Isn't the situation good now? The minions of the Tree King Group who wanted to move westward were defeated. And the Black Tiger Group was involved in the matter of the monster, so it would probably no longer exist. Only the Inugami Group would occupy this land again.

Although the Inugami Group's strength has been greatly reduced now, as long as they recuperate, they will return to the top sooner or later. In addition, he holds three golden eggs and is an underground idol.

Soon, the image of Yamamoto Chizuru appeared on the phone, and Inugami Jiro told her all the information he knew, hoping that the other party could help him with reference.

Chizuru Yamamoto thought for a while and gave some advice.

"Jiro, don't get involved any further. Whether it's the follow-up of the Black Tiger Group or the matter of the Dragon King Shrine, it's too dangerous."

Inukinjiro stroked his chin and agreed.

"Don't worry, Xiaohe. I won't be involved in the Black Tiger Group's follow-up. As for that kid Nagayama Yuzuru, I won't do anything to him again. Since we can't solve it, let's just be friends. Tomorrow I will send someone to convey my goodwill."

Tomorrow's candidate is the most observant person in the group. He will test the attitude of the Dragon King Shrine before making a decision.

Just as the two of them were turning from talking about business to daily life, the amulet on Inukinjiro's neck suddenly burned, causing Yamamoto Chizuru, who was seeing this on the other side of the phone, to change her expression and give a warning.

"Jiro, be careful. There are ghosts approaching you."

Before Inukinjiro could turn around, a pair of scissors had already pierced into his heart, directly shattering another protective jade pendant on his body, and the power it possessed surged into his body.

Inukinjiro felt a sweet taste in his mouth, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his heart was stabbed and his vitality was rapidly lost, but the jade pendant given by Yamamoto Chizuru kept him alive. He turned his head and saw that the murderer was a blonde girl wearing a mask, with a cold and calm look in her eyes.

Ghosts, women, assassinations, he instantly thought of who did it. No wonder the top leaders of the Black Tiger Group were frequently assassinated. It turned out to be him. His purpose might be to balance the strength of both sides and achieve the greatest possible loss for both sides.

It seems that the biggest winner is not Inujinjiro, but Yuzuru Nagayama who is hiding in the dark of Ryuzan.

Inukinjiro asked with a wry smile.

"It was Nagayama Yuzuru who asked you to do this, right? He is the only enemy I know who could possibly mobilize ghosts."

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The slit-mouthed woman had no expression on her face and didn't respond. She just took a few steps back and watched the target coldly until he died. She could tell from the opponent's condition that she didn't need to finish him off, and it would only take more than ten seconds.

Seeing that the other party did not answer, Inukinjiro could only try his best to pick up the phone and say goodbye to the woman who made him most guilty.

When he was dying, he did not feel the anger, hatred or regret as he had imagined. He just wanted to confess his love to the two most important women in his life. Now it seems too late.

"Xiao He, I am going to die. As a gangster who has killed countless people, I have been mentally prepared for this day, so you don't have to feel sad for me. You have confiscated all the gifts I gave you before, but this time I have a copy of my will. It is my final compensation, please don't refuse it. Also, don't try to avenge me. How long can a man who is almost 80 years old live?"

Before Inukinjiro could finish his words, his cell phone dropped to the ground and he fell to the ground shortly after. The life of the gangster tycoon ended just like that.

Chapter 57 Birthday

In the last moment, Inukinjiro's life is played back like a reflection. He came out of the countryside to work as a laborer, met the simple and kind-hearted Yamamoto Chizuru, and then became a gangster. He fell in love with Yamamoto Chizuru. After witnessing the terrible indifference of the Buddha Mother to Yamamoto Chizuru, he pursued his current wife and broke up with her, and finally lived a childless life.

No, it should be said that he once had a daughter, Chizuru Yamamoto, who was born to him. Unfortunately, she died at the age of one. This was a punishment for Chizuru Yamamoto for escaping from the Buddha Mother as a shrine maiden. It was also the rift between him and Chizuru Yamamoto that could never be healed in their lifetime.

When the slit-mouthed woman saw her target fall to the ground dead, she turned around and left without noticing the hateful gaze staring at her on the screen of her mobile phone, or rather, she noticed it but didn't care.

In the mountains of Gunma Prefecture, at the Takayama Shrine dedicated to the Mother Buddha, Chizuru Yamamoto tightly grasped her cell phone, and for the first time a ferocious look appeared on her old face.

Yes, they were both close to 80 years old, so what was there to be unhappy about? But she just couldn't let it go. She let it go on the day her daughter died, and she also let it go on the day Inugami Jiro got married, so she returned to Takayama Shrine.

Now all her parents and relatives have left her. In the Takayama Shrine, she is just an old witch. Although she has done good deeds all her life, the villagers still fear and stay away from her. She is just a lonely person in Takayama Village, and now even her only concern is dead.

Yamamoto Chizuru's eyes were dull as she stumbled into the worship hall, where she saw the Buddha Mother being worshipped as a stone statue with a black headscarf covering her face. She stretched out her trembling hands and slowly lifted the headscarf of the stone statue, muttering to herself.

"Buddha Mother, I am very unwilling to accept this. Why do I do good deeds all my life, but in the end I can only live alone in this world? Please help me, Buddha Mother, please help me, Buddha Mother, for the sake of my lifelong worship of you."

Heart-wrenching sounds gradually filled the hall. Yamamoto Chizuru completely forgot that she had done very cruel things several times to help the dog Kinjiro. Karma and resentment had long been entangled with her, and she was confused by the situation.

On top of Dragon Mountain, in the main hall of the shrine.

Fujiwara Shinie rubbed her eyes with the toy. She was already feeling sleepy and wanted to sleep, but she was reluctant to eat the huge cake in front of her and wanted to sleep after that. She finally asked out loud under the stimulation of her saliva.

"Mom and sister, how long do we have to wait for Dad and Uncle? Xinhui really wants to eat the cake before going to bed."

Fujiwara Shinie remembered that her mother had told her that she could not call him dad for the time being, so she was very obedient.

As the host of the birthday party, Nagasawa Huangquan was in a bad mood. She gritted her teeth and didn't want to wait any longer from 8 to 10 o'clock. If the man still remembered her birthday, he should have come back earlier. But she didn't know what to do since she couldn't get through on the phone.

"Iori-chan, Nozomi, Arata-chan, let's eat first, don't leave any for him."

Hojo Nozomi pulled her good friend. She was obviously looking forward to meeting Nagasawa Yomi today, but she didn't expect to return home disappointed. As best friends, they began to blame the man whose name they had only heard of.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Iori had no choice but to take out the cutlery. She knew very well that Nagayama Yuzuru was busy with something very dangerous, but she had already told him not to tell anyone.

There was no laughter throughout the whole process, except for Fujiwara Shinie who was eating happily with big mouthfuls, and her two sisters saved the strawberry flavor for her.

Just as they had been eating for a while, the door opened. Nagasawa Yomi and Fujiwara Iori immediately stood up and looked over, and saw the man who had always been blamed, Nagayama Yuzuru.

The man was in ragged clothes, with many wounds all over his body, and he looked very miserable. He was carrying a bag of things on his back. Such a miserable state made Fujiwara Iori walk back to the room in a panic and search for medical supplies, while Nagasawa Yomi walked to the door and asked worriedly.

"What's wrong with you? Do you want us to go to the hospital first?"

Yuzuru Nagayama rubbed the other person's hair. The yellow-haired girl's hair was still so good.

"Don't worry about a minor injury. Why don't you guess what gift I have prepared for you?"

When he heard the word "gift", Nagasawa Huangquan's eyes instantly turned red. Even in this state, he was still thinking about preparing a gift for her. He clearly said two days ago that he would not send a gift. Could it be that he did this just to find a gift for her?

Although her heart softened instantly, she was too stubborn to express it, so she replied proudly.

"I'm not expecting it at all, but thank you for the gift anyway."

Yuzuru Nagayama didn't care about the sudden increase in his tsundere nature, and took out the Muramasa demon sword from behind and put it in the other party's hand. Since they were both Prajna, Nagasawa Yomi could probably use it with ease.

"School starts tomorrow, you just might be of use."

Nagasawa Yomi stood there holding the samurai sword, and the haze in his heart finally disappeared. It turned out that he was preparing an expensive birthday gift for me, and it was an obviously extraordinary samurai sword.

Seeing that the other person was in a daze and motionless, Yuzuru Nagayama pinched his forehead.

"Don't stand there. It turns out you haven't finished eating the cake. I'm also very hungry."

After coming back to his senses, Nagasawa Huangquan turned around again proudly, not wanting the other person to see the moisture in his eyes.

"Humph, it's because you came back so late that we had to wait for you."

"Yes, it's all my fault."

Yuzuru Nagayama took Nagasawa Yomi's hand and returned to the table. Shinie, who had eaten and fell asleep, and a strange cute girl caught his attention because they kept looking at them curiously. Is this the Yomi's best friend that Iori mentioned?

"Who is this?"

Hojo Nozomi suddenly jumped up, went to Nagayama Yuzuru's free side, hugged his arm, and asked with shining eyes.

"Hey, nice to meet you, Mr. Nagayama Yuzuru. I'm Yomi's best friend, Nozomi Hojo. I'd like to ask you how you managed to make my Yomi so obedient."

Yuzuru Nagayama answered the question irrelevantly.

"Why should I tell you, or do you want to try it?"

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Hojo Nozomi didn't know how to answer. As Huang Quan said, his personality was very bad. Who would talk to a stranger like this? She was just curious about the gossip between the two.

Seeing this, Nagasawa Huangquan's face turned red and she quickly covered her best friend's mouth. She knew that Hojo Nozomi loved to ask about gossip, and the words "obedient" made her sound like she was being subdued.

The suppressed busybodies finally calmed down. Yuzuru Nagayama first picked up the sleeping Fujiwara Shinie and carried her back to her room. The little girl was mumbling in her sleep with cake in her mouth.

"Xinhui can't eat anymore, but Xinhui still wants to eat."

This is what happens when the stomach can't hold it, but the brain still wants to eat. Be careful not to overeat and become a fat girl. Yuzuru Nagayama shook his head, carefully wiped Fujiwara Shinie's mouth and covered her with a quilt before leaving. He just happened to meet Fujiwara Iori who came back with medicinal wine.

The wife was helping to clean the wound while complaining that she shouldn't take any risks. Yuzuru Nagayama agreed without thinking, and it felt good to be cared for.

Seeing the atmosphere quickly improving, Hojo Nozomi suddenly wanted to pick up the demon sword and try it out, but when he reached out to touch it, he was suddenly frightened away by an ominous chill and asked with lingering fear.

"This knife is too cold. It feels almost like ice."

Nagasawa Huangquan picked up Muramasa curiously and examined him, but he didn't have the coldness that the other party said.

Yuzuru Nagayama explained calmly while eating his cake.

"Because this samurai sword is the demon sword Muramasa, strictly speaking, it is the third generation Muramasa, forged with the demon bone of Laughing Prajna. Of course, people who are not qualified to own it will feel cold."

"The Demon Sword Muramasa???"

Chapter 58 Hojo Nozomi's Proposal to Return Home

The three women stared at the samurai sword. They had only heard of this legendary weapon but had never seen it. In addition, Fujiwara Iori was worried that such an unknown weapon was in the possession of a young girl.

"Will Huang Quan be affected if he takes it?"

"No, she has a talent and is the most suitable holder, so I gave it to her as a birthday present. Sooner or later, she will have to face this kind of thing if she studies at Yin Yang Academy."

The two of them accepted this explanation calmly. It was bound to involve the extraordinary, and their ideas really needed to change. Only Hojo Nozomi had an idea and asked with shining eyes.

"Hey, Yuzuru-kun, I heard that you are short of part-time workers. Do you think I can be a shrine maiden?"

After saying this, Hojo Nozomi turned around again, showing off her capital that made her look superior to her peers.

Nagasawa Yomi grabbed the other person's arm.

"Didn't you say you wanted to be a trainee and become an idol? Why are you thinking of working part-time?"

Hojo Nozomi's face fell instantly and she pouted and complained.

"My parents didn't support me. They said if I insisted on becoming an idol, they wouldn't give me living expenses. That's why I wanted to work part-time to earn some money. I want to realize my dream with my own hands."

Hearing about his good friend's situation, Nagasawa Yomi couldn't help but look at Nagayama Yuzuru, hoping that he could help. Hojo Nozomi, this silly girl, once said she wanted to be a housewife, even though she had never tried love. Then she said she wanted to be an idol, but she couldn't dance or sing. As long as she got excited, she had many ideals and dreams, and once said she wanted to be a female fortune teller.

She was really worried that the other party would be cheated of money and sex when she went out to work part-time, and finally come back crying with a big belly. Don't think it's alarmist. She cheated Nozomi Hojo countless times in high school. She suspected that the nutrients in her brain were all supplied to her explosive body.

Yuzuru Nagayama carefully looked at the girl in front of him whose figure was comparable to Fujiwara Iori, and felt that she might be able to do something. The system had already displayed her talent characteristics.

【Nozomi Hojo】

[Light as a Swallow (B): The body is light and has a very good sense of coordination and balance. ]

【The sound of orioles and swallows (B): The sound is clear and pleasant. 】

The two talents are obviously related to idols, so the other party may really become an idol. In addition, from Fujiwara Iori, we have learned that the talent can grow. If the other party can really grow into a real idol, it is possible that an A-level talent will be born.

Talents, characteristics and even bloodlines are not fixed; once a person grows up, his future is uncertain.

Yuzuru Nagayama swallowed the entire cake without any manners and nodded in agreement.

"Sure, same salary as Huang Quan, 1200 per hour."

Hojo Nozomi passed the test smoothly and hugged the man next to her excitedly. It was already very good to find a job with an hourly wage of 1200, unless it was manual labor or working in a maid restaurant.

The plumpness of the thin branches and the fruits are completely squeezed on each other, and the scale seems to be even larger than Fujiwara Iori.

"Thank you, Brother Yuzuru."

As soon as the sweet voice came out, Yuzuru Nagayama touched the other person's head with a smile on his face, and at the same time glanced at Nagasawa Yomi. This is a sensible person. The yellow-haired girl still doesn't even want to call him brother.

Seeing her best friend being so close to Yuzuru Nagayama, Yomi Nagasawa glared at her in displeasure.

At this moment, the figure of the slit-mouthed woman appeared. It took her more than two hours to rush back from Kanagawa Prefecture. It must be said that Inukinjiro was really cunning and placed his safe house dozens of kilometers away.