Fukuda Mitsumi's words made Shen Zhenghui's heart suddenly hang, "Could it be that you are too?" I knew it was reasonable for me to be sure you were the same. He was nervous and relieved.

Mitsumi Fukuda turned her face sideways, "Shen Jun, if I sue you now that Kasuga Shrine controls hundreds of billions of yen in assets and is one of the important members of the Sankei Federation, will you think it is strange?" ”

Shen Zhenghui was a little surprised, "Kasuga Shrine, isn't it generally a religious legal person?" ”

"There is no rule that says that religious corporations cannot own assets worth hundreds of billions of yen!" Mitsumi Fukuda replied.

"It also depends on what kind of asset it is, if it's a religious forest or real estate, it's not strange to have hundreds of billions, if it's a corporate stock or something, although it's a little strange, but it's understandable."

Mitsumi Fukuda smiled, "Actually, I don't want to be this shrine maiden, and there are a lot of people lining up outside the door who want to be able to sit in this position." ”

"Huh?"

"Although the rules are a bit strange, it's true that shrine maidens can't get married."

Shen Zhenghui showed a sympathetic expression.

"But there's no rule that says she can't have a boyfriend, or that she can't have children."

"Huh? Is that okay too? ”

"This is the loophole left by the previous priest!" Fukuda Mitsumi sighed, the assets of the Kasuga Shrine after the war swelled to hundreds of billions of yen in his hands, and she snorted, "If it weren't for the nature of the Japanese to fight, this priest would have become the underground emperor who controls the whole of Japan." ”

"Kind of an exaggeration, right?"

"It's not an exaggeration at all," Mitsumi Fukuda said. "Don't you see the Kasuga Shrine family's hundreds of billions of yen, the Fukuda, Kuroshima, and Ozawa families combined, plus a number of other families," Fukuda Mitsumi laughed, "It's probably about 10% of Japan's GDP." ”

"You are stealing the concept, assets account for 10% of Japan's GDP and output accounts for 10% of Japan's GDP are two concepts." Shen Zhenghui said seriously.

"Well, that's it, it's just that you understand." Mitsumi Fukuda tilted her head, "This priest-sama can't have children for the rest of his life, and his biggest hobby is to train his successor." ”

"Cultivating a successor?"

"Save Japan's successor!" Mitsumi Fukuda replied. She stared at Shen Zhenghui. "Japan is going to sink to the bottom of the sea one day, right?"

Being a little overwhelmed by Mitsumi Fukuda's eyes, Shen Zhenghui licked his lips, "It's not so strict, it's a big earthquake." And then the tsunami. Nuclear power plant leaks. It's not as exaggerated as sinking to the bottom of the sea. ”

Mitsumi Fukuda seemed to fall into a memory, "The priest-sama treats us well, and he always chooses very young children to be trained at the shrine. It is hoped that excellent big capitalists or big politicians can be cultivated from it, and this kind of education is full of novelty. ”

"Listen to your description," Shen Zhenghui asked with some hesitation, "how do I think he looks like a ......?"

"Just like you - the traverser." Mitsumi Fukuda said calmly.

"Oh......" Shen Zhenghui knocked his head hard, as if this could imprint this information into his mind, at this moment, he really didn't know how to react, "This senior-is dead?" ”

"I passed away a few days ago, so I'm here." Mitsumi Fukuda wiped her tears.

"You said he took in a lot of students, so do they all know how to identify traversers like you do?" Shen Zhenghui asked the question he was most worried about.

"You don't have to worry about this, Lord Priest is using a normal teaching method." Mitsumi Fukuda replied, "I guess I'm the only one who recognizes him as a traverser, and the others probably think he's an overly anxious god......" she sighed again.

Shen Zhenghui breathed a sigh of relief, and then became nervous again, "If," he asked, "I am not the only traverser in this world, since your master is already a traverser, then doesn't it mean that there are more traversers, in this case, won't I be easily recognized?" ”

"That's your problem." Mitsumi Fukuda said calmly.

Shen Zhenghui was anxious for a while and found that his brain seemed to be insufficient at this time, so he had to focus on the body of Fukuda Mitsumi in front of him again, what Fukuda Mitsumi said this night was too informative, and Shen Zhenghui found that he couldn't grasp the key point of processing, so he had to start again from his original purpose.

"So you're going to go back to Kasuga, and Comrade Niichiro Kuroshima won't occupy the position of president for a long time?"

"I really don't know why your Chinese classmates are so fond of you, is this the most important question you want to ask?"

"I'm a little confused for a moment, are you only going to allow me to ask three questions?"

Mitsumi Fukuda showed the expression of trying to suppress her anger, "Yes, I'll go back." She said, "I'm a shrine maiden, but I can come and go whenever I want." She raised her eyebrows and looked at Shen Zhenghui, "Now you're satisfied?" ”

"So in fact, my actions to come to you all the way were secretly arranged? You deliberately asked Renichiro Kuroshima to force me, just to let me find a way to come to you? Shen Zhenghui frowned slightly, "Why?" ”

"If you had confessed to me earlier that you were a time-traveler, I wouldn't have made it so complicated." Mitsumi Fukuda raised her eyebrows, "Although your reaction and words and deeds disappointed me, but from another point of view, if you react wisely, maybe I will be more worried......"

The latter sentence was too vague, and Shen Zhenghui didn't hear it clearly, "What did you say, what were you disappointed?" ”

"It's nothing," Mitsumi Fukuda spread her hands, "Your appearance doesn't seem to match your former prestige." ”

"What prestige do I have?" Shen Zhenghui chuckled.

"Isn't it the wolf of Heikyo."

"No kidding," Shen Zhenghui said seriously, "Now that you know my identity, can we get along openly and honestly?" ”

"It's okay to be honest." Mitsumi Fukuda replied.

Shen Zhenghui didn't pay attention to the vague meaning of this sentence, "So, you inherited this shrine, are you any different from before?" Will you be able to continue your previous career? ”

Mitsumi Fukuda spread her hands, "It's no different." ”

Shen Zhenghui showed an expression of disbelief.

"Well, if I had to say anything different, it would probably be that my status in Japan has risen a lot, and although the assets of the shrine are not directly controlled by me, just having the control of these assets on paper has greatly increased my influence and wealth."

Shen Zhenghui blinked.

"The bank will definitely be willing to lend me more, and besides," she paused, "the TV station will probably be more respectful than it used to be." ”

"It sounds like life has lost its direction." Shen Zhenghui rubbed his nose.

"It's not your life," Mitsumi Fukuda narrowed, "You're going to keep fighting, boy," she said, raising her hand, "fill this huge harem!" ”

"This line was definitely written when the author was in a daze, right?"

"Anyway, since you've passed the test, let's celebrate!" Mitsumi Fukuda said this, taking out a bottle of wine without a label from the cabinet, and two glasses at the same time.

"When did I pass the guò test? Didn't you say that you were very disappointed with my watch? ”

"Well," Mitsumi Fukuda tilted her head to look at Shen Zhenghui, "although it is true that you lack decisiveness and resourcefulness in terms of action," she paused, "that you were able to come to me with determination, which proves another quality of yours." ”

"What is it?"

"You treat me like a friend."

"Huh? Isn't this a normal move? You've disappeared without a word, and my first thought is, of course, to find you! Shen Zhenghui was a little unclear, so Fukuda Mitsumi, who was hiding the same feelings, stuffed the wine glass into his hand, and then clinked glasses, and Shen Zhenghui drank the dark unknown object in one gulp.

It was like a fire running down the throat to the stomach, and the whole body was burning.

"Ahem, cough," Shen Zhenghui blushed, "What is this?" Vodka? ”

"This is something made by the priest-sama," Mitsumi Fukuda replied, she didn't drink the wine at all, and poured the wine back into the bottle, "The priest-sama has always been in poor health, so he has thought of a lot of ways to make a lot of things that are said to have special effects and can prolong life." ”

"Where is this thing likely to prolong its life?" Shen Zhenghui felt that his head was starting to get dizzy, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt that his whole person was spinning, or the whole world was spinning, "What kind of wine is this, so powerful?" ”

He opened his eyes hard so that he wouldn't feel like he was spinning too much, but then, Mitsumi Fukuda in his field of vision also began to spin, so in a trance, he couldn't hear what Mitsumi Fukuda said to him.

"Shen Jun, although your mind and ability are not very good, your character unexpectedly seems reliable!" Mitsumi Fukuda said softly, "I probably fell in love with you because of your quality." ”

Shen Zhenghui had already taken a few steps back and collapsed on the bed, although he was dizzy, but his consciousness was still there, and his body was indescribably uncomfortable, and then he felt that Fukuda Mitsumi seemed to put the wine bottle to his mouth, and he swallowed the wine poured into his mouth uncontrollably.

"This guy is going to get me drunk!" Shen Zhenghui thought like this, and finally gradually lost consciousness.

Mitsumi Fukuda looked at Shen Zhenghui, who was completely lying on the bed, and at this moment, the skin on his whole body was unnaturally red, and his whole body began to get hot. Mitsumi Fukuda touched her chin, "Ah, these things made by Master seem to be really effective!" (To be continued......)