CHAPTER 488: 171. UNPARALLELED GREAT GOD IN THE WORLD_3

"You... you let go of me..." the dharma body murmured softly.

Despite saying that, the dharma body’s arms wrapped around Fujiwara Reya’s neck, instinctively responding to his kiss. This peerless woman just kept burrowing into his embrace, allowing him to have his way.

"Interesting..."

Amaterasu sensed a hint of submissive sweetness.

Amusing, she thought blissfully, this sweetness was just a cunning gift from the Great God to the young man.

The dimly lit room was filled with an indescribable atmosphere.

That blurred body, the softness of the skin, the fragrance it emitted, her fantasies, the lingering shame, it was the glowing sun under Fujiwara Reya’s ravaging.

After a long time.

Fujiwara Reya’s physical body woke up.

"Ah~"

He yawned lazily.

"Lady Amaterasu..." Fujiwara Reya stretched refreshingly, glancing around, "Where are Riho and Toyosuki no Okami? Where did they go, hmm?" He paused, looking at Amaterasu’s slightly flushed face, "Why is your face so red?"

"A bit sleepy."

Amaterasu played with her cigarette pipe, her gaze avoiding him.

There was still a little of that feeling just now, and for the first time, she realized that watching a young guy, younger by unknown thousands of years, bully her dharma body could make her true self feel like succumbing.

Fujiwara Reya scrutinized her suspiciously.

The current Great God no longer bestowed her favors, with the gentleman’s kimono worn properly. Yet looking at that unparalleled face, he couldn’t help but recall the scenes from his dream, secretly pondering if that dream was controlled by the old woman’s true self.

But even if she did it herself, Fujiwara Reya couldn’t do much about it.

Alas.

The days of being oppressed by such a woman at the peak of power and strength, when would they end...

Amaterasu glanced at him, her lips parting slowly: "Have your parents contacted you since they went to Takamagahara?"

"No, not once." Fujiwara Reya said, reinforcing his words, "They didn’t even attend my high school parent-teacher meetings."

Talking about high school parent-teacher meetings with the Great God... why does this feel so ludicrous.

"Looks like your father really wants you to take over." Amaterasu’s face showed a distant, story-like charm.

"What?"

"Having acquired the divine role in Takamagahara means you need to work for me."

"Of course, I know that. As Zweig said in ’The Beheaded Queen’: All gifts from fate have long had a price tagged at the back. A divine role in Takamagahara is like a position in a big company, and big companies tend to be relentless, eager to squeeze every bit of value out of their workers. I’ve never expected you not to exploit me. Instead of believing that the Great God is a benevolent person, I might as well believe there’s a lion that only eats vegetable salad. Naturally, you watched me grow up, so you should know I need relatively free time and space. Considering I’ve been your toy for over a decade, please assign me a relatively leisurely job. Tending to horses or handling correspondence would be fine, and if need be, attending to your daily life and meals is okay too. But if you want me to do internal chores, please give Toyosuki no Okami a heads-up to avoid her misunderstanding that I took her job..."

Amaterasu listened quietly to his rambling.

From a young age, he’s been a straightforward and cheerful child.

If asked to guard the two-world gateway, he’d probably be so bored as to make a ruckus every day. When Yomi Country invades Takamagahara, he might urinate on those ghost soldiers with a "hush" and dash away during the chaos in the divine court, quite irresponsibly.

After speaking all that, Fujiwara Reya picked up the tea on the table, wetting his throat while asking: "By the way, what are you planning to have me do in the future?"

Amaterasu lightly tapped her cigarette pipe: "Guard the two-world gateway."

"Pfft—"

Amaterasu waved her palm.

The space shifted instantly, and Fujiwara Reya splashed tea all over himself.

"No, I absolutely refuse this!" He wiped the tea off his face with one hand and pointed at Amaterasu’s nose with the other, unabashedly cursing, "If you dare ask me to do such a boring task, I dare to be a traitor and guide Yomi Country. Old woman, don’t think I’ll fear you just because you’ve lived long..."

He’s the only one in the world who’d dare curse the old lady this way.

Even his father, when facing the Great God, has to be polite on the surface. Only he dares to rely on his young age, use a child’s angry posture to point at the Great God’s nose and curse ’old lady’, and still survive unscathed.

Amaterasu laughed, her lips gently rippling around her white teeth.

"Hold on a second." she said.

Fujiwara Reya promptly shut his mouth.

"That is your father’s position." Amaterasu stated.

Fujiwara Reya’s expression turned silent, seemingly lost in thought.

"...Well, you should also know, there’s a transaction between your father and me." Amaterasu held the cigarette pipe horizontally in her hand, knocking it against the table from time to time, "Now your father has unilaterally breached the agreement and sold you to me, do you know what this means?"

Fujiwara Reya put his hand to his ear, signaling he was listening.

"It means that until he remembers you, his son, you are mine." Amaterasu declared loftily.

Perhaps he meant to make you a daughter-in-law... Fujiwara Reya optimistically made excuses for his father. Seeing Amaterasu with a look suggesting she’d kill him if he continued, he put on a scared expression from his childhood and timidly said: "But I’m timid, afraid of ghosts, and don’t dare to face Yomi Country."