CHAPTER 487: 171. UNPARALLELED GREAT GOD IN THE WORLD_2

"Hmm?"

Amaterasu’s manifested form suddenly smiled enchantingly.

Probably aware of his thoughts, her lips and teeth were perfectly revealed.

There was no need for words; that expression carried a hint of rebuke for his audacity, and within that abstract beauty, her slender waistlines began to ripple. The mirror shattered in an instant, and Amaterasu’s manifested form transformed into a pool of flesh, completely enveloping his soul.

"Damn—"

Fujiwara Reya convulsed immediately.

The direct impact on his soul made him feel as if his skull was about to be lifted off in an instant.

"What’s wrong with you?" Yukino Ritsuko looked at Fujiwara Reya in surprise.

With only an empty shell left, Fujiwara Reya, of course, couldn’t answer her, or even hear her voice.

"Don’t worry about him." Amaterasu placed the pipe between her lips, glancing at her former maid, "I originally wanted you to return to the pavilion."

"Ah, well," Yukino Ritsuko shook her head with a smile, "a few days ago, I’d definitely listen to the lady, but not now... as the lady knows, a Snow Woman won’t abandon her beloved."

Amaterasu fell into deep thought.

The Snow Woman in front of her, with eyelashes casting a regal shadow as she lowered them and her head tilted in a way that spoke of happiness, probably was happiness.

"Very well." Amaterasu exhaled a smoke ring.

Yukino Ritsuko looked worriedly at Fujiwara Reya, whose face was flushed: "What does the lady want him to do for you?"

"The things his father failed to accomplish will be entrusted to him." Amaterasu spoke lazily, "Moreover, ever since he was born, his father had an agreement with me: if the older generation of the Fujiwara Family doesn’t want to do it, let the younger one take over."

What kind of father would set such a trap for his son... Yukino Ritsuko suddenly felt resentment towards her father.

"What exactly is it?" she asked anxiously.

Amaterasu initially didn’t want to say.

But seeing the anxiety in her expression, she couldn’t help but sigh and said softly: "The passage between Yomi Country and Takamagahara requires a powerful deity to guard it. Considering all the world, his father is the most suitable; his father and I already discussed it, but in the end... as soon as he got to Takamagahara, his father escaped. Naturally, the duty of guarding the passage between the two realms falls to him."

"..."

Yukino Ritsuko fell silent.

She greatly admired her father’s audacity to defy the lady. But she hated the fact that her father set up her husband, gnashing her teeth in frustration.

"Alright, you two can wait outside." Amaterasu waved her hand, "I have something to discuss with him."

"Yes, sister."

"Yes, my lady."

Yukino Ritsuko and Toyosuki no Oomikami left the room.

The room fell silent, and Amaterasu supported her face with the back of her hand, wearily gazing at the scene before her. Her manifested form had already released Fujiwara Reya’s soul, which now lay limply on the floor. Meanwhile, Fujiwara Reya’s soul was closely linked with her manifested form, with the two bodies embracing each other and their backs being caressed by the other. From the expression on the manifested form’s face, she looked like a kitten being affectionately stroked, quietly uttering murmurs and laughter.

"How strange..."

Amaterasu clicked her tongue while smoking.

As the Supreme Deity, her manifested form was not merely a reflection of her core will but an avatar with a trace of independent consciousness that acted according to it. Amaterasu could unilaterally read the sensations from her manifested form and presently perceived a hint of pleasure from it.

"Should I try kissing him...?"

Amaterasu entertained the thought with interest, her wrist gently lifting, and the pipe knocking on the table twice.

Once happiness began, one must take all that could be obtained until the moment of fatigue arrived to be satisfied. Missing the opportunity, the sudden surge of desire would vanish without a trace.

Amaterasu puckered her lips, blowing away the ashes that had fallen onto the table.

The ashes landed on her male kimono beneath the table, with tiny chrysanthemums on the hem, symbols of royalty. Despite wearing a male kimono, she still couldn’t hide the elegance of her feminine figure and her coldly beautiful face.

At this moment, Amaterasu’s manifested form placed her legs onto Fujiwara Reya’s knees, letting her half-rest upon his chest, listening to his sweet whispers, like the hazy evening mist. The swaying snow-white cheeks were identical to Amaterasu’s main body, held in the arms of the young man, lips pressed against her face continuously kissing.

Amaterasu’s eyes, devoid of mirth, gazed unemotionally at her nearly lost manifested form. The manifested form, under the main body’s watchful indulgence, bent her revered waist, brushing her lips against the youth’s Adam’s apple. The youth let out a shriek of ticklishness, then, as if stimulated, grasped the shoulders of the manifested form.

The main body sensed it, Amaterasu’s lips lightly quivering.

With eyelids half-open, half-closed, her breath like orchids, brewing the most intoxicating wine.

Her manifested form, naked without clothes concealing its body, had a blush upon its snow-white skin and shyly moved a bit, as the noble and holy Amaterasu displayed an enchanting and alluring posture.

Fujiwara Reya found it very strange.

Even though deeply immersed in the dreamscape conjured by Amaterasu, his throat felt dry.

Driven by instinct, he wrapped his arms around Amaterasu’s manifested form, kissing her noble red lips.

"Mmm!"

Amaterasu’s main body suddenly widened her eyes.

In her sight, the lips of the manifested form and Fujiwara Reya kissed just like that.

This little one is too bold... Amaterasu thought that it couldn’t continue like this, so she immediately severed the connection with the manifested form, letting the hint of consciousness within the manifested form resist Fujiwara Reya.