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Chapter 74 How can a dog and a donkey be called the Supreme?

 "What? Master Jingu is not happy to see love?"

The pretty girl is sitting there, her well-proportioned and slender figure is particularly slender and tall in the sun, and the bow tie dotted on her chest seems to highlight the girl's good development.

No matter how many times I look at the legs wrapped in black pantyhose, they are particularly attractive to Jingu. Obviously, this feeling is rarely seen on other people.

"How could it be? It's just an accident."

Jingu smiled and sat next to the little miko. The little miko quietly moved her position, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Ever since she came back that day, the little witch's resentment has persisted for a long time. She was not allowed to be touched for several days in a row, and her speech was not as gentle as before.

Chiyo, who knew the inside story, kept silent and just watched it for fun.

"Isn't loving you a lesson?"

"I'm asking for leave."

After saying something calmly, Huashan Yuanchun secretly gestured towards Su Woai, saying that he was unmoved in front of men and was indeed her best friend.

But even if Su Gaai didn't say it, the shrine also knew that it was Hanayama Yuharu who was leaking the news. Damn it, is this a foreign relative exercising power?

Keeping this in mind, Jingu had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​continuing to strike up a conversation with Asakako. Unfortunately, he would have to find an opportunity to drive his luxury car in the future.

With Sogaai watching the shrine, the whole meal was finally able to unfold smoothly. Sogaai locked the shrine at the innermost position of the dining table. If you want to talk to anyone, you must first get past the little miko.
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Jingu, who has never been held back by the little miko, has been quite frustrated these past few days. She blames Tamamo Mae for insisting on taking him to vent her anger. He is obviously a good man with varying degrees of steadfastness.

But it doesn't matter, Jingu is secretly calculating the time in his mind. The little miko will be over in these two days. By then, even if he uses force, he will win it and give the little miko a good pass.

After the pass, I practiced hard again, and there was no rest time in the future. If the little witch still had any resentment, she would calm her down until she lost her temper.

Jingu, who had defeated the Enchantress of Disaster in a one-on-one battle, was now bursting with confidence. Even the combination of Tamamo Mae and Bao Si were vulnerable to him. She was just a little miko, and after a few days of training, she would probably cry and beg.

I went out to have fun by myself.

Jingu, who secretly set a goal in his heart, continued to enjoy the feeding service of the little witch with peace of mind, and asked:

"By the way, Chiyo, do you know that resentful spirit? I seem to have heard him calling your name."

The moment she heard these words, Chiyo, who was enjoying her meal happily, froze up, and everyone's eyes instantly shifted to her.

"So, it seems that I did hear what the other party said at the end, but I was too far away to hear it clearly. Xiangzi, did you hear it clearly?"

Huashan Yuanchun recalled it, and it seemed that the resentful spirit really said something in the end, and the other person seemed to have a good background.

"No, I didn't hear what was said clearly." Xiangzi adjusted her glasses and smiled apologetically.

"But I do recognize that resentful spirit. It should be the famous singer Sato Yoshikiyo, right? I never thought that the singer who faced death magnanimously would become a resentful spirit wandering around the world."

She seemed a little emotional, but her words also received a nod of approval from Huashan Yuanchun.

"I don't know, I don't remember, maybe you heard wrong."

Chiyo shook her head like a rattle and said very sincerely that she really didn't know who would remember such a long time ago. Although the other party did call her name, she really didn't remember who the other party was.
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"Really? Maybe I really heard wrong."

Jingu revealed this topic lightly, which made Chiyo feel a little uncomfortable.

It's that kind of situation where you are even slightly mentally prepared for someone to tell your secret, and you even feel a sense of relief after being exposed in advance.

As a result, the other party suddenly stopped talking about it, and it was a bit uncomfortable to feel that the catharsis that had been wanted to be said was interrupted in an instant.

"Master Jingu, please don't tease me so casually."

Sugaai blocked Jingu's mouth with a spoon.

"Teasing a dog is too much."

No, your words may be even more extreme...

"If you really heard something, why didn't Lord Jingu tell you directly?" Su Gaai glanced at Chiyo.

The girl scratched her head and said with some confusion: "I really don't remember him, but he must have seen me before, probably before he hid in the mountains and forests."

Chiyo turned her head and glanced at Hanayamain Haru and Xiangzi. She was a little hesitant and didn't know whether she should say this in front of them.

"Don't worry, do you think you can keep it a secret? It won't be long before your story is spread everywhere."

Jingu bit the fruit that the little miko handed to his mouth, his tone full of nonchalance.

"You were sent to Tokyo, and the resentful spirit you met today happens to know you. Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

"Even the fact that you were taken to the sixth heaven of bliss in the first place may have been premeditated, but I don't know whether it was you or me who planned it."

Chiyo's expression was a bit astonished. It wasn't that she had never thought about this before, but life was happier when she gave up thinking. She thought Jingu was the same as her.

"Then you still..."

Chiyo thought about her life at the shrine these days. The shrine seemed to have never mentioned this matter. It was just treating her as an ordinary tool.

"Because it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how it calculates. There is a saying that goes like this."

Jingu leaned against the window, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he thought of something interesting.

"How can a dog and a donkey be called the supreme if one has a treacherous heart and his fate is changed?"

"It is true that wisdom is the most powerful weapon for human beings, but for us, relying too much on wisdom only proves our own weakness."

"Just like a truly powerful person will not try hard to excuse himself, a person who just eats fish and meat will not feel sad for a few grains of rice at the bottom of the bowl."

"The more it hides its head and shows its tail, and racks its brains to calculate, the more it shows its own weakness."

"So,"

Jingu turned his head and looked at Chiyo, smiling confidently, but paired with the boy's face, it gave people the feeling that he should smile like this. The smile was high-spirited and at the same time gave people a sense of peace of mind.

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"Why should we be afraid that a guy who is so weak that he hides his head and tail is plotting against you?"

If he wants to guard against such secret schemes one by one and retaliate, then he may not have to turn on the King of the West mode and go all out.

People cannot prevent each other from evaluating others behind their backs, and the same is true for these various behind-the-scenes conspiracies and calculations. As long as you are exposed to view, they will naturally have plans for you.
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