Chapter 206: Omaeji: It’s over, am I a pervert?
What should we do after we come down the mountain?
Yaezakura Jingu had thought about it many times, but riding a bicycle was never one of her ideas.
At the foot of the mountain, Hiramiya Chiye unlocked her bicycle and pushed it onto the road. Jingu Yaezakura came over curiously, touching it a few times and looking at it a few times.
"Shall we go out for a ride on our bikes later?" Jingu Yae Sakura blinked her beautiful and innocent eyes.
"Well, if you walk, it's a long way to get to the busy neighborhood."
While speaking, Hiramiya Chiye sat in the front of the bicycle and motioned Jingu Yaezakura to sit on the back seat.
This is the seat he specially asked a mechanic to install before he set off. It can carry about 100 kilograms of items.
The weight of Jingu Yaezakura is only a little over 45 kilograms at most.
It was more than enough to carry her.
"Is that so?"
Yaezakura Jingu sat sideways, shaking her little feet, with a look of excitement and excitement on her face.
Not far behind him, Omaeji clenched his fists, his face was full of dark clouds, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He was just about to curse out loud, "You are a playboy monk!"
And you still say you came prepared?
This bike is all set up!
That rear seat was obviously installed not long ago!
This frivolous monk has not even reached the Tsukimi Shrine yet, but the abacus beads have already bounced here!
How can this be tolerated!
The Grand Priest immediately called and ordered someone to prepare a latest model of Hummer for him. He wanted to step on the accelerator to the bottom and knock this shameless monk away!
No, I'd rather just use a bulldozer to crush it to make me feel better!
But the Hummer and the bulldozer had not arrived yet, and Hiramiya Chiye in front was already riding a bicycle, carrying Jingu Yaezakura and slowly driving forward.
With his eyes wide as copper bells, Omashita clearly saw that his goddess had learned everything by herself. She put her arms around Hiramiya Chiye's waist and pressed her cheek against Hiramiya Chiye's back.
Their postures are intimate, just like a couple in love.
"..."
The Grand Master was silent for a long time. When the shadow of the bicycle disappeared around the corner of the mountain, he angrily cursed, "Damned Flower Monk! It was you who instigated the goddess to do that!"
"How abominable!"
"The goddess is so pure and innocent, but you actually have 800 hidden eyes!"
The Grand Priest cursed for a long time, then made a phone call and scolded the priest who was in charge of preparing the vehicles.
After waiting for a while, the Hummer that the Grand Primorden Lord wanted finally arrived.
He asked the driver to get off, drove himself, and did not allow anyone else to accompany him.
He only needs to know about the goddess' affairs, and other priests and ordinary believers must not know about it.
The driver looked embarrassed, and finally whispered: "But, Lord Gongsi, your driver's license has expired a long time ago, right?"
"..."
The defense of the Grand Secretary was broken on the spot, his face was gloomy, and his voice was very cold, "Do you think you are humorous?"
"Do I need you to remind me?"
"My driver's license has expired, so I can't drive?"
"Can't you just say hello and let this car pass without being checked?"
Finally, Omae Shigeshi, who was really tired of scolding, drove the black Hummer at high speed along the place where Hiramiya Chiye left.
Lord Palace Administrator, this road has been abandoned, and it is difficult to travel quickly...
The driver wanted to give a reminder, but the angry Omae no Miyabi had already driven away.
After chasing for 10 minutes and bumping around for 9 minutes, Omae Miyaji finally caught a glimpse of Hiramiya Chiya's bicycle. He felt a little better, as he finally did not lose the goddess.
But when he saw the goddess leaning against Pinggong Qianye's back, talking and laughing, the anger in his heart suddenly bubbled up again.
Take a deep breath and recite a meditation mantra to calm your mind.
"Wow, this Arakawa looks so beautiful under the moonlight."
Jingu Yaezakura, who had completely ignored Omasa Miyaji, put her left hand around Hiramiya Chiya's waist, stretched out her right hand, feeling the evening breeze blowing through her fingers, and her eyes fell on the Arakawa river rippling in the moonlight.
It is a simple truth that looking at things from different perspectives can bring different gains.
Jingu Yaezakura kind of understood why Hiramiya Chiya chose to travel during the summer vacation.
He wanted to see the world and all living beings through a different perspective.
Now that he is back, he is still a high school student, and he probably wants to experience the world from a high school student's perspective.
It was natural for Jingu Yaezakura to share her insights with Hiramiya Chiya.
"I'm not that great. I just feel that I can't just stay in the temple for the rest of my life. I need to go out and see the world."
Hiramiya Chiye held the handlebars with his left hand, reached back with his right hand, and touched Jingu Yaezakura's head.
What about seeing the heaven and earth, seeing all living beings? These words are too lofty and are suitable for use in written expression.
In fact, many things are not that complicated. He just felt that he should go out and take a look, so he went out and took a look.
As for the high school student, he is so young. If he doesn’t go to study, does he have to sit in a temple all his life?
The bicycle slowly moved forward along the road beside the Arakawa River, gradually approaching the bustling streets of Tokyo. When approaching the densely populated streets, Jingu Yaezakura hugged Hiramiya Chiye tightly, her head almost buried in her back, her body trembling slightly.
Pinggong Qianye comforted him softly: "Don't be nervous, don't be afraid, they are not man-eating tigers, they are just people like you."
"People like me..."
Jingu Yaezakura was touched and relaxed for a moment, but soon she whispered, "If they were all tigers, I would feel much more relaxed."
This is not without reason in some respects.
Pinggong Qianye said a few more words to comfort him and parked the bicycle in a special place, the parking lot.
A place where wheels come to rest. What a nice name.
After parking the car, Jingu Yaezakura followed behind Hiramiya Chiye, pulled his clothes tighter, and said shyly: "Is it okay for me to dress like this?"
"Yes, sometimes their costumes are more exaggerated than yours."
"But why are they staring at me?"
"Because you are so beautiful, you are like a goddess descending to earth."
"I always feel like you are comforting me..."
Yae Sakura Jingu was in a low mood. She held onto Chiya Hiramiya's clothes and followed closely behind him.
Her eyesight has always been very good, and she can see clearly all the eyes that are looking at her, even those with bad intentions.
I obviously don't know them and don't want to have anything to do with them.
But she could still sense the various emotions in the eyes of people on the street.
There is envy, jealousy, disdain, hatred, appreciation, greed...
One emotion, or a mixture of two emotions, a variety of emotions, like a large mouthful of colorful red dye, are trying to infect her spiritual world.
Is this the furnace of the world?
Is this the sea of suffering in this world?
Jingu Yaezakura thought a lot and her mood became heavier. She didn't feel the happiness and excitement she had before going down the mountain at all.
Hiramiya Chiye did not say anything, but just let Jingu Yaezakura experience the real world first.
Seeing that Jingu Yae Sakura's mood was gradually becoming depressed, Heimiya Chiye took the initiative to reach out and let Jingu Yae Sakura hold his arm. The magic power around him flowed like a breeze, flowing through Jingu Yae Sakura's body and dispelling all her confusion and delusions.
“This world is not as beautiful as you think, but it is not as bad as you think.”
"really?"
Jingu Yae Sakura held Hiramiya Chiye's arms with both hands, and her mood improved a lot.
At this time, a girl about 16 years old came over, approached Jingu Yae Sakura, and whispered: "Miss, you are so beautiful, you have to be careful, there is a pervert following you."
"??"
Jingu Yaezakura looked puzzled.
Pervert? What is that?
Hiramiya Chiye's heart moved slightly, and he looked behind Jingu Yaezakura a few times, as if he thought of something. He suppressed the urge to laugh and thanked the girl on behalf of Jingu Yaezakura.
After seeing the girl off, Heimiya Chiye glanced at Omae no Miyabi not far behind him and smiled.
The chief priest of Tsukimi Shrine, except that he did not pick up his phone to take pictures, behaved like a pervert following Yaezakura Jingu.
Although he often looked away and looked at the people and buildings around him as a cover-up.
But he followed closely all the way, always keeping a distance from her. To those who were paying attention, he looked like a pervert, but he hadn't committed any crime yet.
The reason why the people on the street did not choose to call the police was because they were very close to Jingu Yaezakura.
An elderly pervert doesn't need to worry too much in front of a strong man like me.
If Yae Sakura Jingu was walking on the street alone, someone would definitely help her call the police, because there would definitely not be only one pervert targeting her.
The goddess from the Tsukimi Shrine, with her pure and spotless temperament, shines too brightly in this turbid world.
Like a bright moon in the dark night.
"What is a pervert?" After walking some distance away, Jingu Yae Sakura was still thinking about this question.
"Probably refers to perverts and hooligans."
"Are they the criminals who committed crimes against girls?"
"Well, the number of perverts in Japan is really increasing day by day."
Jingu Yaezakura thought for a while and said, "Could the pervert that girl just mentioned be Omae-miyaji?"
Seeing Hiramiya Chiye nodded, Jingu Yaezakura immediately laughed out loud, looked back at the Omae Palace behind her, and her mood suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny.
The Omaeji who was following behind was aware that the looks from the crowd were a little strange, and he listened to people's discussions about him for a while using secret methods.
His face turned pale instantly, and he clenched his fists and then unclenched them.
He was so loyal to his goddess, but now he has become a pervert who is criticized by everyone?
The monk who abducted the goddess turned out to be the goddess's guardian?
No wonder people often say that this world is really good at confusing right and wrong!
(End of this chapter)
