Villainous Second Miss Becomes a God in Supernatural Tokyo 129

Chapter 129: The Hug Pillow Statue Moved?

Pitch-black, high winds.

Only a gentle breeze rustled the leaves.

Tamamo-no-Mae stood at the shrine gate, her arms crossed, her eyes closed, and her three pink and white fox tails swaying left and right, calm and composed.

When all was silent…

Suddenly, the gentle breeze instantly became a fierce gale, sweeping up countless fallen leaves and swirling them into the sky.

Tamamo-no-Mae’s closed eyes suddenly opened, and her brilliant purple pupils shone with a surging, powerful energy, a testament to her peak B-rank power, terrifying and vast.

She pursed her pink lips and said in a cold, calm voice,

“You’ve come.”

“You’ve finally come.”

As soon as Tamamo-no-Mae finished speaking…

In the empty space before her…

In an instant, a slender, jade-like leg, shod in a wooden sandal, lightly stepped on the ground.

The newcomer was stunningly beautiful, her face exquisite and refined, with the aura of a superior.

On the right side of her cheek, a high-nosed, red tengu mask was worn sideways.

Her long, gray-white hair fluttered in the wind, dancing with it, a rhythm similar to the wind itself.

A silk-like, snow-white robe covered her body, inlaid with golden cloud patterns, exuding a luxurious, elegant, and otherworldly aura.

And her exquisite, slender figure, even under the robe, couldn’t hide her curves.

Her pure white eyes were tinged with a faint cyan, like a noble god looking down on the mortal world.

The wings on her back slowly flapped.

She stood with her hands behind her back. In her right hand, she held a pure white fan. As the fan gently turned, the sound of the wind howled and grew even louder.

The newcomer was…

—Daitengu Kamishiro Hime!

Hearing Tamamo-no-Mae’s words, she sighed softly. Her indifferent, god-like, cyan-white eyes held a hint of regret.

She couldn’t help but shake her head.

“I shouldn’t have come.”

And hearing Kamishiro Hime’s words, Tamamo-no-Mae’s already brilliant purple eyes suddenly became dangerous. Her fox-like vertical pupils constricted sharply, becoming as sharp as a needle.

The pink and white fox tails behind her instantly grew, reaching a total of seven.

And on the fox tails, different colored characters appeared.

“You’re not thinking of not handing it over, are you?”

“Where is it? Tell me, or I’ll have to act.”

Tamamo-no-Mae’s aura instantly expanded, and her divine, prison-like energy, like a torrent, condensed above her into a phantom of a massive, demonic fox, baring its teeth and claws, its strength briefly reaching A-rank.

“Oh?”

A look of intimidation also appeared in Kamishiro Hime’s pure white eyes.

“Saigū, remember this.”

“What I give you is yours. What I don’t give you, you can’t take.”

She pursed her pink lips and said coldly.

Countless gales howled, and above her, a hazy, giant, cyan tengu, formed from the wind, also condensed, baring its teeth and letting out a low growl, its aura terrifying.

The massive, demonic fox and the giant tengu in mid-air, their unparalleled auras clashed in a stalemate.

Seeing this, Tamamo-no-Mae instantly puffed out her cheeks, and with a dozen quick steps, she menacingly came before Kamishiro Hime and grumbled,

“This is what we agreed on!”

“My Lady’s super-realistic figurine.”

“Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, it belongs to you.”

“Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, it belongs to me.”

“We share it on Sunday.”

“Are you thinking of going back on your word? If you’re going to use your imperial princess status to pressure me, then I won’t be a Saigū anymore. I’ll order you as your older sister, right now! Give me my Lady’s super-realistic figurine!”

The atmosphere of a master-level battle instantly changed.

And as Tamamo-no-Mae spoke, her aura deflated, and the massive, demonic fox in mid-air instantly vanished without a trace.

Seeing this, Kamishiro Hime pursed her lips and said with a hint of resignation,

“I know, I know.”

“But I can’t give it to you. Today is Sunday. We’re supposed to share Mother’s figurine.”

“Saigū, I apologize for my earlier attitude.”

“As an apology, let’s leave Mother’s figurine in the shrine today.”

“I’ll spend the night at the shrine.”

The giant tengu in mid-air also completely dissipated.

And hearing Kamishiro Hime’s words, Tamamo-no-Mae nodded with satisfaction.

It was impossible to have the statue to herself on Sunday, but if it was left in the shrine, it was a huge convenience.

It was worth noting that…

Because when they had been dividing the ownership of the statue, it had been almost evening.

So, the transfer of the statue was not at midnight or noon, but in the evening, around eight or nine o’clock.

After all, Tamamo-no-Mae and Kamishiro Hime were both very busy. This hour was for them to adjust their affairs and then exchange the statue.

And Tamamo-no-Mae, seeing the current time, said,

“Hime, it’s getting late. Let’s get some rest. We have a lot of things to do tomorrow.”

Due to the recent destruction by Kamishiro Naraku…

Kyoto was now in a mess, with a large number of tasks piled up. Countless buildings had been destroyed, and Kamishiro Hime’s help was needed to command the reconstruction. And there were also a large number of wounded.

Tamamo-no-Mae’s help was also needed.

Although the higher the rank of a supernatural user, the stronger their physique, and sometimes they could go for days without sleep and still be full of energy…

But now, Tamamo-no-Mae and Kamishiro Hime hadn’t slept for a while, and their numerous affairs had made them mentally exhausted.

Although they weren’t physically tired, they were mentally exhausted.

If not for the figurine, every time they looked at it, it was as if their Lady was by their side, pushing them on. They would have been on the verge of collapsing.

And tonight was their long-awaited sleep time.

Kamishiro Hime, hearing Tamamo-no-Mae’s words, pursed her pink lips and nodded in reply.

“Yes, you’re right.”

Then, she beckoned to the sky.

A fierce wind instantly howled, and from high above, a one-to-one, incredibly realistic figurine of a statue, both in appearance and form, flew down.

Kamishiro Hime controlled the fierce wind and held it in her hand.

And her fan and wings were also retracted.

Seeing this, Tamamo-no-Mae looked at the statue of Natsuba Hanae, a look of longing in her purple eyes.

Then she said nothing.

But walked into the shrine. Kamishiro Hime, seeing this, took the statue of Natsuba Hanae and followed.

Tamamo-no-Mae passed through the main hall of the shrine without stopping, and without letting Kamishiro Hime place the statue on the altar to be worshipped. She continued forward.

Until she reached her own bedroom.

And Kamishiro Hime observed Tamamo-no-Mae’s bedroom.

It was strange. Although she had known Tamamo-no-Mae for many years, she had never been allowed into her bedroom before.

But tonight, she had unimpeded access.

And after seeing everything in Tamamo-no-Mae’s bedroom…

Kamishiro Hime understood.

First and foremost, in the center of the room was a handkerchief. Countless lights, like stars surrounding the moon, enveloped the handkerchief, making it as noble as a statue.

Not only that, but in front of the handkerchief, there was a wishing box.

With her eyesight, she could see that there were many copper coins inside, clearly all thrown by Tamamo-no-Mae alone.

Not only that, but the cloth cushion under the handkerchief actually radiated a dense, purple light, clearly a peak Calamity-level, infinitely close to a Nightmare-level supernatural being’s supernatural material.

It was likely that Tamamo-no-Mae had used the shrine’s and her own income over the years to buy it from the black market.

But such a cushion was actually being used to cushion a simple handkerchief. This almost made Kamishiro Hime change her worldview.

But she didn’t know why, but when she looked at the center of the handkerchief, a wrinkle was very obvious, like the outline of a nose?

Kamishiro Hime was just puzzled by this handkerchief.

But the other decorations in the room made her understand why Tamamo-no-Mae had never let her into her bedroom before.

Because…

—There were photos of her mother, big and small, everywhere!

Sitting, lying, standing, all kinds of poses!

Hanging on the walls, printed on the wardrobe, embroidered on the curtains, a wide variety.

And on the bed, there was no mattress at all, but a mattress made of countless pictures of her mother. The key was that each picture radiated a green, blue, or light purple light.

Clearly, they were all painted on supernatural materials as a canvas.

This made the mattress, which was made of pictures, quite soft. Not only would it not be uncomfortable to sit on, but it would be quite comfortable.

As for the quilt, its composition was almost the same as the mattress.

Kamishiro Hime somewhat understood why the Ryūko Shrine, despite its abundant incense money, had no intention of expanding and opening branch shrines.

So… the money was all used to buy supernatural materials and make them into picture albums of her mother.

And at this moment, Tamamo-no-Mae paid no mind to Kamishiro Hime’s daze.

But pointed her slender finger at the bed.

“Hime, you can put the figurine there.”

Hearing this, Kamishiro Hime hesitated slightly, a hint of worry on her brow.

She pursed her pink lips and said,

“Saigū, will Mother really not find out about this?”

But a confident smile appeared on Tamamo-no-Mae’s lips. She cupped her exquisite face, and a blush appeared on it, a bit sickly.

“Hahahahahaha.”

“How could my Lady find out that we’re using her figurine as a hug pillow to sleep?”

“Hime, you can rest assured.”

“Look, didn’t we already test it a couple of times? My Lady didn’t react at all.”

“If she had reacted, she would have come long ago.”

“And after testing, my Lady didn’t react, which means that if I don’t actively use ‘Prayer’ to communicate, even my Lady can’t descend into the statue on her own.”

At this, Tamamo-no-Mae’s cheeks grew even redder, and even her well-defined, exquisite collarbones were tinged with red, bright and moving.

Her breath was like orchids as she continued,

“Our daily tests have yielded results. This time, we’ll use my Lady as a hug pillow to sleep. It’ll be especially comfortable!”

Tamamo-no-Mae was full of excitement.

She had never expected that the things she had dreamed of would now come true.

Although the statue of Natsuba Hanae was not the real Natsuba Hanae, her appearance and touch were almost the same.

It just lacked the vitality and consciousness and body temperature.

But it didn’t matter.

If it was body temperature… she would make her Lady’s statue warm.

However, what Tamamo-no-Mae hadn’t expected was that Kamishiro Hime’s courage was so small. She had already tested it several times, so what was there to be afraid of?

Without “Prayer,” how could her Lady descend here without a medium?

This was as safe as it could be.

However, Kamishiro Hime, hearing Tamamo-no-Mae’s words, her doubts did not diminish in the slightest.

Because unlike Tamamo-no-Mae…

During a certain period of time when she had possessed the statue, when she had placed the statue’s hand on her head and gently stroked it…

Her A-rank perception had clearly felt a qualitative change in a certain power within the statue.

She was worried about a change.

However…

She looked at Tamamo-no-Mae’s confident appearance, and she began to doubt herself.

Maybe she was overthinking it.

After all, her own power had no way to establish a connection with her mother, but Tamamo-no-Mae was different.

Her “Fox Miko” skill was almost as if it were created to establish a connection with her mother. She knew much more about this than she did.

She shouldn’t question the Saigū in a field she wasn’t good at.

And…

To share a bed with her mother (or her statue), she had been excited for several days, and she really wanted to try it.

Thinking of this, Kamishiro Hime, the usually upright and righteous imperial daughter, a blush appeared on her cheeks, vibrant and dripping.

Such a thought, for her, who was so strict with herself, and for the teachings of the imperial family, was clearly against common sense.

A strange sense of excitement welled up within her.

And she was deeply immersed in it.

And at this moment, Tamamo-no-Mae had already taken the figurine and placed it on the bed.

A sickly smile appeared on her lips.

“Wakaka!!”

“My Lady, I’m coming!”

With that, Tamamo-no-Mae did what one should do before going to bed, then got under the covers and, like an octopus, hugged the statue of Natsuba Hanae, cuddling with it.

“Ah~ It’s so cool and comfortable.”

Tamamo-no-Mae let out a soft, indulgent moan.

Kamishiro Hime: “…”

She glanced at Tamamo-no-Mae, then used a gentle breeze to pick up her discarded clothes and hang them on a hanger.

Seeing Tamamo-no-Mae’s comfortable appearance…

She hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn’t resist the temptation. The blush on her cheeks spread to her earlobes and neck.

Kamishiro Hime did the same thing one should do before going to bed, but she kept her underwear on.

Then she got under the covers.

Carefully, she also hugged the statue like an octopus.

Indeed, as Tamamo-no-Mae had said, on a summer night, the cool sensation was very comfortable, and the touch was almost the same as hugging a real person.

However…

She didn’t know if it was her imagination.

Why was it that as time passed, the cool sensation began to warm up, like a normal person’s body temperature?

It was probably her imagination…

—Probably.

It was also possible that her and Tamamo-no-Mae’s body temperature was making the statue’s temperature rise. After all, her shyness was making her own body temperature rise.

Eek?

Just then, Kamishiro Hime froze for a moment.

Why did she feel the statue move?