Chapter 22 The God of Disaster—Hina
But the body of Su Wa loves is far easier to shake than the mouth.
No matter how determined you are when you say it, as long as you are kissed twice, your head will heat up and it will be difficult to think, and you will finally let go in a daze.
However, after the sweet aftertaste dissipated, Soga Ai calmed down and chose to express her dissatisfaction in a silent way because she was unable to resist what Jingu did.
But this is not important, because even so, the happiness in Su Wo's love is definitely greater than the anger, I just want to express my attitude.
The two of them followed Kanagawa all the way to the mouth of the sea. The small Hina doll floated and spun in the water, and unfortunately, it was sometimes knocked over by a wave and sank to the bottom.
"Does it really happen? Wouldn't the god of evil who has been floating on the sea be regarded as a drowned corpse?"
As the two sides of the strait continue to expand and become wider, the sea gradually emerges in front of you. However, with such a wide sea, the shrine is somewhat doubtful about how to find the so-called God of Disaster.
"I'm not sure either." Su Woai shook her head. Even if she knew how to find it, she wouldn't be able to tell her.
The shrine is in some trouble. Although the sea is his home court, he has no impression of the God of Era at all, so how can he tell the difference between how many creatures are floating and sinking on the sea?
And it was a bit difficult to find such troublesome and boring things little by little, but the words came out. Although it was just a casual comment on a whim, it was different from the kind of nonsense that Sunny Baby said every time it came up.
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He is really more interested in beautiful girls.
But after a moment, Shengong thought of a way. He couldn't find the God of Disaster, so why not just wait for the God of Disaster to come to him?
After a slight change, the shrine pulled out a fishing rod, took the young human form from the air, tied it to a silk thread and threw it into the sea. Then he sat on the rocks and waited for the so-called evil god to take the bait.
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Jingu looked like he was going to be a fisherman, which made Su Gaai find it hard to complain, but for her, it was good to lean against Jingu's legs and quietly look at the sea.
When fishing, you have to be patient. As long as you don’t have air force, you will win no matter how long you spend.
The sky gradually darkened, Jingu closed his eyes and fell asleep, and Su Gaai was lying on his lap, seeming to have fallen asleep.
Taken the bait! The Hina doll that had drifted far away finally made some movement, and Jingu could feel a hand picking it up.
Jingu held the rod in one hand, and picked up the slightly dazed Sougai with the other hand. He lifted the rod to collect the fish, and the invisible thread suddenly tightened.
Even if he doesn't rely on supernatural powers, the shrine still has the strange power to lift mountains and open seas. He lifted a figure from several sea miles away, threw it high into the sky, and flew towards the shrine.
Jumping up, Jingu held Su Gaai in one hand and grabbed the collar of the so-called God of Disaster with one hand. He landed on the ground and observed the "big fish" he had caught for a long time.
It is very light in the hand and looks like a puppet, but it looks like a human girl with long green hair that is a little curly.
Wearing a long dress as gorgeous as the doll, her long hair was tied into a bunch of ribbons on her chest, her face was delicate but lifeless, and her skin was as fair as porcelain.
And upon closer inspection, I discovered that although she looked like a girl, she was actually only one meter tall, as if she had been scaled down.
The little jealousy in Sugai's heart suddenly disappeared. The God of Era in front of her was indeed a girl as delicate and beautiful as a doll, but her body shape was obviously not in line with human aesthetics.
There is no expression on the pretty face of the God of Era, but in his hand he still holds the erbium that the palace used to catch her.
"What are you doing? Are you also seeking bad luck?" Her voice was soft and weak.
"No, no, I'm here to catch you." Shengong doesn't really care, he just wants to be eye-catching, and his body shape doesn't affect it.
"Catch me?" God of Era tilted his head. Although he had no expression, it was obvious that he was confused.
"Hina has documents."
The girl took out her ID, probably thinking that the shrine was some kind of onmyoji who wanted to eliminate demons.
"It has nothing to do with this. Your name is Hina?"
The girl who was put down by the shrine is indeed shaped like a large doll, and it is probably just right to put it in the display cabinet.
"Well, can Hina leave?"
Hina nodded, then pointed to the seaside.
"No, I'm going to capture you and take you back as a shikigami." Jingu shook his head. If he could only say it was half-joking before, he is serious now.
"Hina is useless, Hina is bad luck, Hina cannot be a shikigami." Hina put on a distressed expression, but no matter how she put it, it had the quality of a doll.
"Doom?"
"Well, Hina is a monster that collects bad luck. If you are with Hina, you will be plagued by bad luck."
Indeed, Tianhei didn't notice it just now, but now the two of them discovered that Hina's body always had a faint black air, and it would spread outwards.
This is a bit difficult to handle. Although the shrine is not affected, it will inevitably not affect the surroundings, so Hina is floating on the sea and avoids contact with people.
From this point of view, the other party is a genuine and kind-hearted monster. No wonder he is also called the "God of Misfortune".
Is it possible that the only way to end today is with the Air Force?
After thinking for a while, Jingu had a rough idea and said to Chao Hina.
"Give me your hand."
Hina has probably always had this kind of temperament, and she stretched out her little hand obediently without resisting.
Jingu bit his fingertip and touched Hina's palm with his own blood. The black air around him instantly faded away like frost and snow meeting the clear sky.
Sure enough, although I am a dragon king with three things, the auspiciousness of the dragon itself is not affected, and there is no problem in using my own blood to suppress these bad lucks.
"Are you okay now? Your bad luck won't affect anyone in a short time."
Hina put on an expression of surprise, and then said in a tone of admiration without emotion: "It's amazing, it's really gone."
Of course, although this is a reading, Hina is sincere and shouldn’t ask too much of the doll.
"But Hina still has to collect bad luck, so she can't be a shikigami."
"With such a large sea area and tens of millions of people in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area, how can you possibly collect all the bad luck?"
But seeing Hina's unwillingness, Jingu clicked his tongue and had no choice but to say it again.
"Let's do this, you will be my shikigami, but if you have nothing to do, you can collect bad luck at will, how about it?"
After thinking about it for a while, Hina nodded stiffly.
"Okay."
"Then let me introduce you. This is your master Soga Ai." Jingu pulled Soga Ai and pointed it out to Hina.
Hina's little face showed a puzzled expression.
"I am your master's master, you don't need to understand so much, just know the two of us."
Finally, the shrine finally got a talking and moving doll, and the shrine seems to have gained some popularity, probably.
Under the watch of the Shrine, Sogaai adopted Hina as a shikigami, and could transform Hina at will between the real Hina human form and the previous monster form.
"Okay, let's go back today. I don't know who will come to cause trouble tomorrow."
Jingu nodded with satisfaction. At this rate, it won't take long for him to achieve his goal of being surrounded by beauties and filling the house with spring scenery.
Chapter completed!