Chapter 263 – 263. Doll Play
263. Doll play
It was evening.
Jin Se-young and I were guided by the shrine maiden and entered the back of the shrine.
Then, in an instant, the scenery changed. It was obviously in the mountains full of trees, but it turned into a place where a stream flows.
It was a place where no one could enter without permission.
“This way.”
The shrine maiden said to us who were surprised. We ran after her.
“You can sit in the chair written on the invitation. Please wait for the event to take place in the next 15 minutes.”
There was a grandstand that could seat about 1,000 people. Several people were already seated in the stands.
However, what caught our attention was the waterfall in the center of the grandstand. A large waterfall that is cool to look at falls down.
There was a large stream in front of where the waterfall fell. There was a large space above the creek where the water flowed. Made of straight stones, it looked like a stage or a training ground.
‘Are they sparring over there?’
We sat in the assigned chairs.
Then people started pouring in. The empty spectators are gradually filled with people.
“People who have been invited here are from a school with tradition, history, and power.”
Seyoung Jin said. I nodded. It must be in the same context that Yeongcheon-ryu was invited.
The people who enter this place are all different races, countries, and affiliations. However, if there is one thing in common, it is that they are so talented that I can’t belittle them.
‘That person….’
King Cheonwudo (千牛刀王) Gwakjeol. It is a Chinese S-class hunter whose strength is comparable to that of a thousand cows. I didn’t expect him to appear here.
And that’s not all.
Shigeo. A Japanese S-class hunter and a man nicknamed “Shinki” Came in.
The station staff here were busy filming the S-class Hunter with a camera. Some reporters without any concept threw questions while blocking the path of S-class hunters. The shamans were having a hard time blocking the reporters.
As S-rank hunters, they were guided by shrine maidens and sat where Japanese politicians were gathered. It is a VIP seat with a good view of the stadium, a little away from where we are.
‘Two S-class came here?’
I couldn’t understand easily.
S-class hunters in any country do not move easily. They don’t even show up at official events.
‘Was the wind direction an outstanding event enough for an S-class hunter to move?’
It was understandable that Shigeo, a Japanese S-class hunter, had come. Because this is Japan. However, Kwak Jeol’s arrival was a bit unexpected.
“Five. Aren’t you Jin Se-yeong of Yeongcheon-ryu? It’s nice to see you here.”
Three men sat in front of us. The two men were very stiff. They were extremely wary of their surroundings. I noticed they were bodyguards.
Jin Se-young looked at the man who spoke to her and slightly lowered his head.
“Hello. Long time no see. I didn’t expect you to come to Fuka Shrine.”
Haha. I’ve been invited, but I can’t not come. And I was curious about the woman who is a Japanese S-class candidate.”
He was a handsome man who looked around 30 years old. It was a luxury suit he was wearing, and his hair was parted and looked soft and refined.
His gaze went to Jin Se-young and then to me.
“Nice to meet you. Seong Yujin Mr. I thought I’d like to see you someday…. I never expected to meet you here.”
He reached out to me I also took his hand.
“Yes. This is Sung Eugene.”
Haha. I am Shinjio. This is Sogaju of the Dongcheong Shinga.”
Dongcheong Shinga.
One of the five great families in Korea.
“You’re seeing someone you’ve only heard about here.”
I said. I learned about Dongcheon Shinga at university. It is a family with a long history that has existed since the Joseon Dynasty.
“Please don’t put too much trust in that rumor. It’s a bit exaggerated, to the point of shame. Oh, this is my business card.”
“Business card…. I don’t have a business card….”
Haha. It’s okay. Please accept at least my business card. And if you make a business card later, give it to me. I may be rude, but I would like to maintain a relationship with the genius of Yeongcheon-ryu in this way.”
Shinjio started talking until the event started. This man who seemed to laugh a lot spoke a lot.
Shin Ji-oh was more interested in me than Jin Se-young. Youngcheon-ryu genius. It seems that I am quite famous among Korean schools. It was probably because of the dungeon survival I had participated in before.
Clash!
The sound of bells echoed through the space.
Shin Ji-oh, who was talking to him, finally stopped his mouth.
“This… It looks like the event is about to begin.”
The audience, silenced by the sound of the bells just now, all looked towards the waterfall. This is because there was a large kiln floating in the air in front of the waterfall where water poured down.
There was a woman in the palanquin that was floating on its own. She is a shaman wearing a red skirt and a white top.
I straightened my back and took a closer look at the priestess.
Fair skin and straight eyebrows. Her pointed nose and red lips. She met the beauty criteria.
Also, she had a great figure, even though she was wearing a wide-brimmed shaman’s robe. Especially her breasts and hips are on the large side. Just my taste
I gulped at her and looked at her.
Jinglang!
As she stirred her bell again, a blue flame rose around her palanquin. Blue flames began to spin round and round around the kiln.
Jinglang!
This time, a group of lights arose in the kiln. It was a splendid sight to look at, so the broadcasters frantically took pictures of it with their cameras.
‘Amatsuka Koyori. A priestess of Fuka Shrine and an A-class hunter belonging to the Wind God Guild. She is a Japanese S-Class Hunter candidate. She is 33 years old.’
Afterwards, traditional music was heard from somewhere, and Koyori began to dance her dance to the sound of the music. A mysterious yet beautiful dance. A dance dedicated to God.
‘At the same time, Japan’s famous Yin-Yang Sara?’
The event continued after that. Of course, Koyori wasn’t alone. After she performed her dance, she disappeared somewhere along with the palanquin.
Later, other shrine maidens appeared to show Japanese tradition and culture, or politicians appeared and spat out boring words about the world and Japan. The words were as boring as the principal’s instruction.
And 8 p.M.
Finally, the sparring began.
Koyori Amatsuka and a man stood facing each other in the arena under the waterfall.
When I focused my mana on the eyes, I could see them very well even though they were far away. Also, it was a dark night outside, but this place inside the barrier was as bright as daytime.
“I am Koyori Amatsuka, the shrine maiden of Fuka Shrine.”
When Koyori bowed her head and spoke politely, the other man also bowed her head and spoke politely. In her hand was a naginata, a spear resembling a moon sword.
“I’m Kotaro Otsuki from Tengen-ryu.”
Kotaro was a skinny man wearing a Japanese sword around his waist. His clothes are samurai attire, and his hair is in a topknot like the samurai of the past.
Let’s quickly search the Internet. It is said to be an A-class hunter. He was not only a well-known right-winger, but also a nerdy man.
Jinglang!
A bell rang out somewhere. Dalian began.
Caang! Kang!
Swords and spears collide. Their clash continued for over 30 seconds.
I saw Kotaro’s face distorted. It was because Koyori easily blocked his attack.
‘Even from here, you can feel the difference in skills, but the person concerned must have felt a greater difference in skills. If Koyori puts her mind to it, the sparring will probably be over in three minutes.’
However, Koyori is not finishing the sparring even after 5 minutes have passed.
‘… It’s for show.’
This is a show after all. It will be broadcast all over Japan and will spread all over the world through the Internet. If it ends too quickly, you’ll think it’s boring.
‘Koyori is maintaining her overwhelming appearance. Are you planning to promote Japan and the Wind God Guild through this?’
Look at the VIP seats. While the two S-class hunters are looking at each other with disinterest, the politicians look satisfied.
His clothes were torn here and there, and his feet writhed as he clenched his toragai. I looked at Kotaro more seriously. I could feel the mana pulsating violently from his body even to the spectators.
‘This must be Kotaro’s final outburst.’
Kotaro gave a shout. It was so fast with my eyes that I couldn’t see it properly.
A sword of white light over 3M flew towards Koyori. Koyori drove his spear into the ground and made hand signs with both hands. He is using Yin-Yang sake.
The space in front of Koyori is distorted. The straight swordsman twisted and rose to the ceiling, crashing into the barrier and disappearing.
Kotaro did not stop and continued to speak. Five sword blades flew one after another, but the result was the same as before. Unable to pierce the space distortion, it flew to the floor, ceiling, wall, etc. And hit the barrier.
“… I lost I can’t afford to wield a katana anymore.”
Kotaro put away his Japanese sword and lowered his hand.
“Thank you. Swordplay was very fierce.”
“… Thank you even for the empty words. Because you are here, the future of Japan can be at ease.”
The sparring is over. The audience all clapped. When I sneakily checked the Internet, people’s reactions were no joke. In particular, the response from the Japanese was tremendous.
-Wind Shaman! Amatsuka Koyori! No kidding!
-As expected, this is Koyori Amatsuka. The performance is as expected. But what is the Japan Hunter Association doing? Promote Amatsuka-san to S-class Hunter immediately.
-Now communities all over the world are in a frenzy. Japanese yin-yang art is said to be superior to Western magic.
‘It’s very upsetting.’
After that, several events continued, but none were as well-received as Dalian.
•••
12 o’clock at night.
I approached the pond near the shrine. I sat down on a rock that was comfortable to hold and took out my smartphone.
My mind was complicated. I have a sparring with Koyori tomorrow.
My goal is to give Koyori a shot and collect a drop of hair or blood.
However, considering Koyori’s skills he saw today, it didn’t seem easy.
‘It’s impossible to get blood… Should I go for the hair?’
Hair should also be cut naturally. People might look at you strangely if you only aim for hair too awkwardly.
‘If you use the moment as soon as you start… Well. It doesn’t work well for B-class hunters, so can it work for S-class candidates?’
My heart was pretty disturbed.
The good news is that Koyori will lead Dalian for a long time. Because this is a show after all.
‘It’s disturbing.’
I was fiddling with my smartphone for nothing. When I run the play life application, my mind becomes at ease.
‘Come to think of it, what happened to the world of Kill Gaking? Is the world over?’
After looking around, I found ‘Kill Gaking’ in the ending list. I clicked ‘Kill Gaking’.
The screen has changed. I saw my avatar, the sex king, sitting on a throne and trembling.
‘Interface is like auto-progress. Let’s go back quickly.’
The Sex King began to rule the world using his omnipotent Infinity Power.
– I prefer natural beauty, so plastic surgery is prohibited!
There was no woman who would reject his words. She had more than 300,000 ugly women rise up and rebel against her, but the result was that she got pregnant due to pregnancy lightning. All of the babies they gave birth to were female.
Most of the daughters born to ugly women were ugly, but sometimes they gave birth to beautiful daughters. Life changed 180 degrees when you gave birth to a beauty enough to attract the eyes of the sex king.
For ugly women, pregnancy was a life-changing opportunity. However, it was not easy to receive pregnancy lightning from the sex king.
This is because the sex king, who noticed the situation in society, did not use lightning during pregnancy.
Ugly women had to use ‘10,000 labor points’ to get pregnant. Labor Points, as the name suggests, are points accumulated through labor.
-Sex King! Look at my daughter! Isn’t it beautiful?!
-Five. So beautiful. You have the status of a mother-in-law from now on! I won’t admit it!
-Thank you! Thank you!
The status of the mother-in-law could be said to be semi-nobility. Even if I did not work, I was able to get labor points naturally.
– Come here! Give you grace!
In a way, it could be said that they were close relatives, but the sex king didn’t care at all. In the first place, he transcended the human sex king and became a divine being. They are not bound by the human ethics of incest. Like the gods of Greek mythology.
– Open up!
Hundreds of thousands of women spread their legs as the sex king spoke.
“Fuck. I’m so jealous….”
