I Raised a God in Tokyo

"So say that"

She stretched out her hand to Bai Mujun and asked in a low voice in a faint tone.

"Can you help this god put it on?"

Bai Mujun was startled, then nodded.

"Very happy."

He bent over in the void, knelt down on one knee, and gently and carefully pushed the ring onto the ring finger of the god's left hand.

boom boom boom

At the same time when the god put on the ring, an abnormal noise appeared in this space again.

However, it was not because the gods regained authority.

It came from the side, the giant tree whose body was hollowed out.

After regaining a bit of strength, it propped up its body, and colorful fireworks appeared again in this darkness.

Beneath the brilliant fireworks, Bai Mujun smiled slightly.

He then looked at the crack on the side and said gently.

"Lord God, it's time to go back."

I raised a god in Tokyo

Chapter 330: There Are Gods In The World

Tokyo, Shinjuku district.

The streets tonight are much quieter than before, many shops have closed ahead of schedule, and the electronic signs in front of the doors have also dimmed.

It wasn't because of a recession or a downturn in business, though.

It is because at this time, people in Tokyo have basically gathered in specific places to prepare for the arrival of the New Year.

This specific place refers to the various temples and shrines in Tokyo.

It's that time of year again for temples and shrines to make a fortune

It's really strange, in this modern society, shouldn't people be most grateful for the rapid development of science and technology?Why go to worship those false gods?

If you know this, the night before New Year's, you should get me a surfing night, bastard!

In the Mitsui Manga Cafe, Mitsui Yuta put down the tea cup indignantly and thought so.

The bell rang, and Takuma Miyazaki, an employee who had arrived for the night shift, pushed open the door and walked in.

When he saw Yuta Mitsui, he greeted him casually.

"Mr. Mitsui, aren't you going home today?"

"Oh, my wife took her daughter to the temple fair. I'm the only one at home anyway. It doesn't matter if I go back or not."

"Aha, what a tragic middle-aged life." Miyazaki Takuma looked sympathetic, "Is it because I couldn't find a common language with my wife and daughter, so I was disliked?"

You lost your bonus this month, Mitsui Yuta silently made an account in his heart.

"By the way, Mr. Mitsui is an atheist, right?" Miyazaki Takuma suddenly asked.

Yuta Mitsui was about to open his mouth to answer "yes", but suddenly closed his mouth.

Three months ago, he was indeed a staunch supporter of materialism.

But since experiencing that kind of encounter in the alley and seeing the existence of ghosts with my own eyes, Yuta Mitsui's beliefs have undergone a huge change.

If there are ghosts in the world, maybe even if there are gods, it is not so unreasonable?

Miyazaki Takuma looked at Yuta Mitsui who suddenly fell silent, and waved his hand hastily.

"Mr. Mitsui, I don't mean anything else, I don't look down on you because you are atheist."

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether there are gods in this world, what matters is the atmosphere."

"Humans are creatures that take the initiative to hug together for warmth, and only when they gather together can they feel warmth from others."

"And the first attainment of the New Year allows people who have nothing to do with each other to gather at the same time and share joy with each other. This is the most wonderful thing." Miyazaki Takuma's face was intoxicated.

"I believe that as long as Mr. Mitsui goes to experience it once, he will understand the fun."

"Okay, at my age, I won't be preached by a child like you." Mitsui Yuta said angrily.

"However, if it's a one-time experience, it's not impossible."

He took out a note from the drawer, then stood up, walked to Miyazaki Takuma, patted his shoulder, and said seriously.

"Then I'll trouble you to watch the store by yourself tonight."

"Huh?" Miyazaki Takuma was stunned for a moment, then panicked.

I just said it casually, but I didn't expect Mr. Mitsui to take it seriously. .

Watching the store alone means that you have to clean up the single room and receive guests

Do you think I will be a shadow clone?

He quickly made up.

"Mr. Mitsui, it's not too late to experience it again next year."

"Are you so anxious that you won't live next year?"

"Besides, your bonus next month is gone."

The day before the first day, all the trams were not running because of the travel of the citizens.

Sitting on the train, Yuta Mitsui looked at the "[-]% off coupon" in his hand.

The inscription belongs to Tenji Shrine.

Although Yuta Mitsui operates an Internet coffee shop, he is not used to frequent contact with the Internet because he cannot accept new things on the Internet.

However, he has recently heard of this shrine from many customers.

It was an obscure shrine before, but it suddenly became popular and became the number one shrine in Tokyo.

However, with such a priest, it is inevitable that the fire will rise.

Yuta Mitsui thought so.

After arriving at the station, he got off the tram and followed the address on the coupon.

In the distance, you can see a series of bright lights.

One after another, the pavilions circled around the foot of the mountain, and the bright light seemed to set the Pingxiong Mountain on fire.

The crowd was swarming, and the excited discussions and noises were mixed with the aroma of food, which made people want to participate.

What a grand temple fair

Seeing this battle, Mitsui Yuta couldn't help but stunned.

He had been to Tenryu-ji Temple in Shinjuku before ringing the bell, and the scale of the temple fair there was completely incomparable to this place.

Looking at this scene, Mitsui Yuta took a step forward unconsciously.

When he reacted, he not only squeezed into the crowd, but also lined up in a queue selling Taiyaki.

"It's been a long wait, here, man, your taiyaki."

The stall owner who handed him the taiyaki was a burly and strong man who looked about his age and had a cheerful smile on his angular face.

Under the apron, he was wearing a suit that violated the law, and his huge pectoral muscles propped up the neckline, which looked extraordinarily spectacular.

Mitsui Yuta thanked and took it, and then continued to walk in the temple fair.

circled around.

Another lap.

One more lap.

Finally, he walked back to the stall selling Taiyaki and asked awkwardly.

"I said boss, which way to go to Tenshu Shrine?"

The strong man was stunned for a moment, and then pointed to the solid mountain step behind him that was covered by his paving.

No wonder I can't find the way, it's you who occupied the way

Mitsui Yuta's face was a little unkind, but he still held back his anger.

"I am a believer. I am going to visit the shrine. Please let me go."

After that, I tried to pass between the stalls.

The Yamato Police Department grabbed him.

"Wait, buddy, don't you surf the Internet very often, don't you even know about Tenshu Shrine's refusal to visit Hatsuga?"

"Reject the first visit?" Yuta Mitsui wondered, "Why?"

The first visit to the shrine can be said to be the highest income among shrines throughout the year.

Even the cash box that holds the money will be replaced with a wide white cloth at this time.

Believers who come to visit the shrine only need to throw five yen in their hands on the white cloth.

Really · money in sacks.

The fee for visiting the shrine is so high, not to mention the income from selling Shinto utensils.

Such a huge sum of money, just give up?

Yuta Mitsui couldn't believe it.

"I don't know." Yamato Police Department shrugged.

"But since Priest Baimu did this, it must have his deep meaning."

Mitsui Yuta keenly captured the key words

"Priest Baimu? Is that Baimu Jun?"