The sun is shining brightly in Tokyo today, which is good weather in early spring.

Whether it’s a spring outing or shopping, it’s the perfect time.

But Huashanyuan was sitting in the house, living a life of enjoying tea, sunbathing, and self-cultivation at such a young age.

She also wants to go out and play! But no, she has to go to work.

Especially because of the incident at the Shrine, Hanayama Inharu was warned by his family to stay calm during this period and not to be involved in this matter.

Although Takaji Makoto's death was deliberately buried, they, who belong to the same class, basically knew it and were waiting to see how the Takaji family would deal with it.

Huashan Yuanchun sighed, took a sip of tea to calm down, and looked up to see a figure that he least wanted to see at this time.

"Poof!"

The herbal tea that had just been taken into the mouth was sprayed out directly, but it stopped in mid-air and evaporated into mist in the eyes of the shrine.

"I said, do you need to be so excited?"

Jingu was leaning on the sofa, completely unaware that he now likes to be elusive. He would knock on the door before, but now he appears suddenly without saying a word.

Hanayama Inharu wiped the corner of her mouth. She wanted to say something confidently, but she was too angry and dared not say anything due to the power of the shrine. In the end, she had to show her signature smile.

"No, no, the Lord of the Shrine is unparalleled in power, but the younger one was just shocked."

A complete bastard's statement. Regarding the shrine, Hanayama Inharu's psychology is extremely complicated.

On the one hand, in the entire Tokyo, apart from Tamamo-mae, probably only Hanayama Inharu has a general understanding of the divine power of the shrine.

Unlike Su Gaai's blind faith, Hanayama Yuharu truly believes that the shrine will not be deflated. With such thick thighs, it is impossible not to hug her.

But on the other hand, in the eyes of Huashan Yuanchun, the shrine is a moody, arbitrary, and also lewd god, which makes her somewhat distant.

Remembering how the shrine had ravaged her at that time, Huashan Yuanchun silently tightened her legs wrapped in black stockings.

"Master Jingu came here to see me. Do you need anything? Just ask me."

No matter what he thought in his heart, Huashan Yuanchun still showed his professionalism as a workplace licker.

"There is indeed something I need your help with."

Jingu smiled, but this smile gave Hanayama Yuharu a bad feeling.

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Downstairs from the Monster Management Committee, Hanashanyuan Haru opened the car door.

Jingu looked up at the office building in front of him, couldn't help but smacked his lips and said.

"Gee, what a difference. You work in a small building on the street, but they can rent a two-story office building."

This is of course, Huashanyuan Chunfu said, the gods can hardly support themselves, so there is no profit left.

Unlike them, they are said to be formal departments, but in fact they deal with gray content, and the oil and water in it is huge. They can also afford one building, let alone two floors.

But Huashan Yuanchun didn't say it directly. It's okay for everyone to know this kind of thing. Saying it would break the rules.

And compared to these, her current situation is really worrying!

Standing downstairs, Huashan Yuanchun was reluctant to take a step forward. Her family had repeatedly warned her not to get involved in this matter, but now it was the matter that took the initiative to find her.

"Let's go? Why are you standing still?"

Jingu urged from behind, of course he was looking for Hanayama Inharu not only to let her lead the way, but also to use her family power to drive away some mosquitoes.

Otherwise, if he wants others to do things for him without mentioning his reputation or background, he will definitely cause a lot of trouble.

What he hates most is trouble.

"Master Jingu, please, I don't want to get involved in what you and the Takaji family are thinking. Why don't you go by yourself?"

Although the chance is slim, Huashan Yuanchun still wants to try again.

"Don't worry, I'm trying to prevent a shocking conspiracy. This is a purely good thing. You will get a promotion and a salary increase afterwards."

No, it’s precisely because it’s a shocking conspiracy that I don’t want it! Huashan Yuanchun is about to cry but has no tears. Now she misses her daily life of fishing for retirement.

Although Jingu had already told her the general story of the matter, Hanayama Inharu was very clear about how much he weighed. His talent was not top-notch, and he was only an auxiliary among the family heirs.

With such a deep conspiracy, it’s better not to get involved with her being a second-rate character.

But no matter what she thought, her body still couldn't resist the shrine's order, so she had to lead the way to the elevator.

"Don't worry, I will protect you, and just think that I owe you a favor."

Fortunately, the comfort from the shrine gave Hanayama Inharu some relief.

The elevator door opens, and a very ordinary Yingzhou workplace appears in front of you. People wearing business suits shuttle between tables and chairs holding documents.

If no one knew about it, no one would have thought that this place is one of the busiest departments in the entire mysterious world of Yingzhou. Every ordinary office worker passing by is an organized Onmyoji.

"Hello, where is your minister? Could you please take me to see him?" Huashan Yuanchun stopped the person casually and said with a smile.

"Who are you? What are you doing with our minister? Do you have an appointment?"

The person who was stopped was obviously just wandering around trying to fish in troubled waters, but he looked like I'm busy and you're interrupting my work, with his nostrils pointing menacingly.

Huashan Yuanchun just smiled slightly and shook his hand to reveal the business card, but did not hand it to the other party. He only covered part of it and revealed only the last name.

"The eldest daughter of the Huashanyuan family, do you need to make an appointment?"

"...I'm really sorry!"

Facts have proved that the Yingzhou workplace is indeed a highly hierarchical society. There is no need to inquire in detail or verify the real identity. The other party changed his arrogant attitude and guided the two of them in a humble manner.

The so-called power is really a useful tool.

After being brought to the front door, the man hurriedly excused himself, bent over and left step by step.

Jingu wanted to knock on the door politely, but unexpectedly, Hanayama Inharu opened the door very directly. The middle-aged man in the office was facing away from them, with his legs crossed and smoking a cigarette.

Huashanyuan Haru glanced at the name tag on the table and sneered: "Minister Doi, it seems your life is quite good?"

The man was not embarrassed at all. He took another deep breath, put down his legs and said: "Miss, don't be so angry when you first come up. You have a family and I don't have a backer, right? I have something to say...

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The man turned around, but he was so shocked that he almost dropped his cigarette and quickly stood up.

"Isn't this with Tamamoae-sama...um...Jingu-sama!"

The strange thing is that he was not courteous to Huashan Yuan, but instead smiled flatteringly towards the shrine.

And this man looked familiar to Jingu, but Jingu rarely remembered what these walk-ons looked like, so he thought about it before he remembered it.

"Oh, it turns out it's you, the guy who was ordered by Ying Sicheng to cause trouble that day."

Jingu suddenly realized that if he had known that the walk-on that day was actually the head of the Youkai Management Committee, then why would he go to Hanayama Inharu?
Chapter completed!