The years of being a mother to the big monsters

In the middle of the shrine hall, beauties dressed as priestesses sat kneeling in two rows, unhurriedly cutting the flower branches in front of them.

There was a soft cave where the statue should have been placed. Yamata no Orochi lay sideways on the soft couch, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and raised his eyes from time to time to see the movements of the priestesses. When he found any shortcomings, he opened his mouth to remind him.

The witches were all young girls in their [-]th year when they were sent here. Of course they were afraid of being sacrificed to the evil god's temple, fearing the fate that would befall them.

Or being eaten away, or being devoured by the soul, the gift presented to the evil god never seems to have a good end.

But even if they are mentally prepared, girls of this age are afraid of the coming of a painful fate.

However, what I didn't expect was that Lord Yamata no Orochi didn't hurt them, not only left their lives, but also taught them knowledge that they couldn't learn before anyway (necessary skills to serve grandma) like an elder.

Guide them how to use spiritual power (also act as thugs).

In the grace of the gods, they don't have to worry about getting old (beautiful girls can compete for favor).

From time to time, the Snake God would waive their homework and let them go to the foot of the mountain to participate in the festival, and even acted as a psychiatrist (maintaining the freshness of girls in them is more competitive in front of grandma).

After a long time, although it was not obvious on the surface, they all regarded Lord Snake God as a god worth serving with their lives in their hearts.

Although the life in the shrine is not as lively as the outside world, it is not boring to have so many friends of the same age to accompany them. The Snake God did not restrict their contact with the outside world. The witches use their mobile phones to learn about the outside world every day. As for going back... ....From the day they were abandoned by the family, they have no home.

Even the two 16-year-old little witches who were sent last year are still completing compulsory education in the school at the foot of the mountain. From the perspective of the witches, what Lord Snake God has done can be said to be law-abiding written on top of his head .

What they don't know is that many incidents behind the scenes have the shadow of Yamata no Orochi. Although he didn't directly participate in it, he likes to add fuel to the flames and make the incident more interesting.

At this moment, Yamata no Orochi is still a trustworthy god in the hearts of the witches.

There was the smell of demon wine, and the overly strong smell of alcohol disturbed the peaceful atmosphere in the shrine, but Yamata no Orochi was unmoved, and was still explaining the basics of flower arrangement to the little witch who had just arrived in a gentle tone.

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for a few years. You are still so dull here." Jiu Tun Douzi seemed a little drunk because he drank too much wine. He staggered into the temple and saw the kneeling man in the center of the temple. The witches were a little surprised: "You still have it. When did you become so patient, I don't even know."

Yamata no Orochi finally shifted his gaze to the uninvited guest. His eyes were a little cold and he did not chase the guest on the spot. They were all cubs raised by their grandmother, and no matter how bad the relationship was, Shuten-douji could even be seen among shikigami. Said to be the one who has a relatively good relationship with him.

"Let's all step back, Hydrangea and Shanbuki go and entertain the honored guests with the newly brewed divine wine."

Here in Yamata no Orochi, Shuten-douji still has the face of a jar of wine. It is very likely that Shuten-douji came to him because of something that happened to find someone to complain about, and he has always had a great feeling for watching other people's excitement. High enthusiasm.

And Jiu Tun really had a lot of troubles and wanted to talk to someone. The second and fifth boys of his family rebelled collectively and kicked him out of the Dajiangshan group. It seems that the new boss will be enthroned tonight.

Talking to Qingming's father about this matter can be comforting, but afterward Qingming may use it as a joke and talk about it at the New Year's Eve dinner for ten years.

Although the other cubs also have tight mouths, most of them are relatively busy. After thinking about it, there is only Yamata no Orochi, a snake with a lazy mouth and free time.

Drinking the clear sake, Shuten-douji told the whole process of changing himself from the head of the family to a loner. Yamata Orochi listened with gusto, and felt that Shuten-douji's bad experience was too much to eat, and let the two The miko continued to pour wine for Shuten-douji.

"Now that things are up to now, you don't plan to teach those [-] boys a lesson." Yamata no Orochi, who knew that [-] boys are not safe, smiled happily, and he got angry when he watched the excitement Fueling: "They really went too far this time."

"I'm used to it too. What's the matter? The King of Ghosts just wants to pamper the mischief of his compatriots and let them play for a few days." Jiu Tun-dou waved his hand. He has always been easy to speak in front of fellow ghosts. Being ridden on the head and domineering, this kind of situation where the subordinates run away from home collectively is a small scene.

"Afterwards, I plan to find Qingming to stay in Tokyo for a few days, so I don't need to think so much."

Although Seimei was impatient to be notified by Seimei as an idol, it was not so unbearable, at least he didn't have to go back to the Italian headquarters to face the old man sweeping the floor.

"Heh, Your Excellency Shuten-douji is as good-tempered as ever." Yamata no Orochi was unwilling to watch him endure it, and the existence of the second and fifth boys was worthless except that it was fun to fight: "However, you this time Endure it, are you sure Ibaraki and the others won't make further progress?"

"Supporting a human superior, although it is just an organization established for fun, but the name of the organization is Dajiangshan, you are really big-hearted, and let an ordinary human being who is not your compatriot of Dajiangshan take your place as the master of Dajiangshan."

Yamata no Orochi is very good at finding anchors that can arouse Shuten-douji's anger. Shuten-douji can easily endure the actions of his own sons and daughters, but he will never allow others to challenge the dignity of the ghost king.

It has to be said that Yamata no Orochi achieved his goal, Shuten-douji pressed deep fingerprints on the table with his hand, the nature of monsters is cruel, especially drunk monsters, naturally they will not What's the point.

"Thank you for reminding me, sir." Jiu Tun-douzi drank the liquid in the wine bowl, then stood up, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

It's just a human being, robbing him of his position, huh, that's a lot of guts.

Kyoto is not close to Tokyo, but fortunately it is still early, if we set off now, we should be able to catch up with the succession ceremony and take down the head of the guy who dared to violate the majesty of the ghost king.

......

Guan Xiaoran, who was far away in Tokyo, didn't know that someone was staring at her head. At this time, she was struggling with her dress.

The clothes chosen by the second senior brother are good-looking, but Guan Xiaoran, who usually does not wear skirts except for school uniforms, is really insensitive to the small Lolita-style skirts.

She was not an adult in the first place, and she lost any sense of majesty in such a tender dress.

"I choose the kimono given to me by the stars!" The black kimono embroidered with gold thread has a sense of mystery that cannot be expressed in words, which is more in line with the identity of the mafia boss.

"Wear a skirt, I haven't seen Akatsuki wearing a beautiful little skirt for a long time~"

It has been several years since Sen Ou took Guan Xiaoran to play a dress-up game last time. Guan Xiaoran, whose wings became stiff after the age of ten, never wore the clothes given by the second senior brother.

A few years ago, the words of the second senior brother were useless, but now that Guan Xiaoran's wings are harder, it is even more difficult to use.

There are seven kimonos in this set. Although it is not as cumbersome as the twelve singles, it still weighs more than ten catties when worn, and it is a bit heavy to put on clogs.

Guan Xiaoran, who was wearing this suit, was basically out of touch with strenuous exercise, and was able to barely walk with Mori Ogai's support.

"I told you earlier, you will have to suffer if you are asked to wear a small skirt." Although Mori Ogai said so, he did not force Guan Xiaoran to change clothes, and supported her steadily, supporting most of her weight.

She smiled at Mori Ogai, but knew that the second senior brother would not be angry because of her childish temper.

Recently, Guan Xiaoran feels that Mori Ogai has treated her a lot better. It seems that he no longer regards her as an accessory to Natsume Soseki, and his temper is gentler when facing her.

Although I don't know the reason, it is always a good thing that the second senior brother treats her well.

The place where the second senior brother took her to change clothes was a private house, and after she finished changing, he drove Alice and her to the new headquarters of the Dajiangshan Group in Tokyo.

It is not a land in the suburbs. The headquarters of the Dajiangshan Group is quite close to the city center. Unlike the building of the Port Mafia, the Dajiangshan Group is a Japanese-style courtyard with a huge area.

The whole house is in Japanese style, and the team members stationed at the gate are also wearing Japanese kimonos. Fortunately, the second senior brother who Guan Xiaoran didn't listen to is wearing a small Lolita skirt, otherwise it would really be out of tune with this atmosphere.

Xingxiong boy was waiting at the door, wearing new clothes that he was reluctant to wear specially for the celebration, and handed his fox mask to Guan Xiaoran, telling her to put it on.

Although this was a succession ceremony for the family, a lot of people from the port mafia also came. If the photos of grandma spread, some sharp-eyed kid might see them and come to scoop up people.

Guan Xiaoran was obedient, but she thought it was a measure to prevent her from being assassinated.

Facing such a battle, Guan Xiaoran was definitely intimidated, and Mori Ogai, who was supporting her, could feel the girl trembling slightly.

He looked really terrified.

He patted her hand reassuringly, "Don't be afraid, senior brother is here, no one can bully you."

The comfort of the elders made Guan Xiaoran less fearful. The second senior brother always had a smell of tobacco, which Guan Xiaoran disliked before, but now that she smelled this smell, her trembling condition has improved a lot.

Looking at this scene, Hoshiguma Doji admired Mori Ogai's acting skills, he had clearly sold him out behind his back, even he couldn't see the flaws in the reliable elder role he played on the surface, let alone ignorant Grandma who started all over again.

"Master Xiao, please come with us." Boy Xingxiong clearly said polite words, but his tone was very intimate, which gave Guan Xiaoran a wonderful sense of trust, and slowly put his arm on his palm.She was supported by Hoshiguma Doji and sent to a well-prepared room, where she was asked to rest for a while, and then the female Ibaraki helped her out when the time was almost up.

Xingxiong boy has already prepared the ceremony, Guan Xiaoran doesn't need to say any lines, as long as she finally walks on the stage and shows her face, she has already thought about it, and the smile is too kind, so she will purse her mouth when the time comes, although it is not enough strength, but superficial skills still need to be done well.

However, Ibaraki didn't come over for a long time beyond the original schedule, Guan Xiaoran was a little suspicious, and the noise and exclamation outside were not quite right.

On the paper sliding door, the light illuminated a strange figure, muscular and muscular, who seemed to be carrying a big gourd behind him.

An invisible aura made Guan Xiaoran unable to move. It wasn't a feeling of being suppressed, but it felt like soaking in a hot spring, so comfortable that he didn't even want to stretch his fingers.

The voice of the 'intruder' was a little hoarse, with a cold murderous look.

"Little mouse, you stole my uncle's Dajiangshan team?"