The Youngest Son of a Japanese Conglomerate. 134

Chapter 134 – Episode 17. Island Village and Murder and the Daughter of the Abyss

“You are always welcome to visit our Chooten Shrine. “Follow me here.”

We toured the grounds, following the shaman wearing the jar. The jar shaman skillfully led the way even though she was blind. It was a fairly large shrine for a shrine on a small island, and people from Kwanto University were looking at the shrine while taking pictures.

“Is this a mural?”
“Yes. This is a mural that has been passed down from generation to generation at our shrine. The first record is from the 4th year of Kanei (寛永), so it is presumed that it existed before that. “The record from that time is that the mural was repaired.”

The jar shaman answered the question of Saori Hijitani, a simple glasses girl. But when exactly is Kan-E’s 4th year?

“If it’s 4 years in Kan-ei… “It’s 1627.”

Perhaps because he was a professor, Professor Koga Honmura calculated the year right away. Even if we count 1627 as the minimum, it has been almost 426 years, and since the record from that time is a record of the repair of the mural, it means that the mural existed long before that.

The mural showed a pale blue-skinned woman sitting sedentary on octopus legs spread out like flowers in the background, which could be waves or clouds. Even looking at the mural, it felt strange and disgusting at the same time.

“Is this person the sea goddess?”
“Yes. In the ancient Chooten language, it is called ■■■■■■, but in Japanese, it is called Shinkai no Kyudende Mezameta Hime (深海の宮殿で目覚めた姫), and in short, it is called Shinkaihime (深海姫).”

How on earth do you pronounce ■■■■■■? Shinkaino seems to mean that she is a princess who woke up in the palace of the deep sea, but since she is the daughter of the abyss, is she really a princess? Seeing that she was briefly called the Deep Sea Princess, it seemed fitting that she existed as someone’s daughter.

“This building is where the records of Chooten Shrine are kept. Today, everything is wet due to the rain, so the original documents may be damaged, so please go inside here and look at the digitized materials. Desks and chairs are provided. There is.”
“When was the data digitized?”

As we were heading to the room where the desk was to talk about digitalization, Haruto Wano raised his hand and asked. I was curious too.

It’s amazing, a normal gentleman would just keep the originals, but he’s even thinking about digitizing the materials. Digitalization was unexpected for a shrine in such a remote area.

“Ah, a certain professor researched this shrine’s materials three years ago and digitally documented more than half of the shrine’s materials. Unfortunately, I heard that he passed away two years ago… There was no contact after that, but Professor Honmura contacted me recently.”

Oh, I see. First, it seemed like there was a professor who was researching this place. His research was interrupted two years ago due to his death, and I don’t know if Professor Koga Honmura took over or did his own research, but it seemed like he was conducting research as the next person.

“The professor’s name is…” ?”
“It was Professor Ueshima.”

Professor Ueshima… As Haruto Wano placed his hand on his chin and was about to lose himself in thought, Professor Honmura Koga clapped his hands.

“Ruler! Ruler! It’s a shame you can’t see the original, but check out this digital version! “I’m sure you have important data to write about in your thesis.”

After hearing Professor Koga Honmura’s words, the students each opened their laptop computers and began to receive and check the data.

“I will look around the shrine a little more and then go down.”
“Ah, yes, yes.”

Professor Koga Honmura seemed to be already preoccupied with the data and nodded half-heartedly even though I, one of the four people without an alibi, said I was going down. Are you crazy about papers? How could they just let go of someone who might be a murderer? Of course, I am not a murderer, so if I act differently, murder will not occur.

“Hmm…”

I went back outside and looked at the mural again. I felt it before, but it was a mural that gave off a strange feeling.

“You are who he said you were.”

A sound came from behind. Before I knew it, the jar shaman came out and was standing behind me looking at the mural.

“If it were him… ?”
“This is Shinkaihime. “Please follow me.”

I was becoming increasingly convinced that Shinkaihime, worshiped at this shrine, was the daughter of the Abyss. The jar shaman guided me deep into the shrine.

“Where are we going?”
“I have something to check.”

The place we arrived was a small room. When I took off my raincoat and entered the room, there was a bedding spread out in the room. This room seemed to be a guest room as there was no luggage.

“He said you were a man with energy like the sun.”

Hmm… In short, you said he was a guy with a lot of energy. I’m so happy. I felt like my energy had been recognized by a transcendent being. Huh?

The shaman suddenly got down on her knees in front of me and started taking off my pants. Then she slightly lifted her jar to reveal her mouth and she was sucking my sticking out cock.

“Hey, over there. “Well, what are you doing?”
“Chuck, chuck…” ! Chuuuuup!! Puha… ! “I have a duty to make sure you are who you say you are.”
“What does that have to do with fellatio?”

He answered the first question, but ignored the second question and continued sucking my cock. What… Does it really matter? He said he would suck it, so I had to say thank you and accept it. I stopped asking any more questions, relaxed, and received the shrine maiden’s sincere fellatio.

The pot maid’s fellatio was specialized only for her pleasure. I was holding her waist tightly so that she could not escape, stimulating my cock all the way down her throat. As if it were another living creature, it showed its thirst for my semen as it tightened its throat. I couldn’t hold back the tremendous pleasure coming from her cock and ended up cumming in the jar maiden’s mouth.

“Chuuup chup, chup, chuup, chuup! Tsk tsk!”
“Ugh… ! “Come out!”

The jar shrine maiden who swallows the large amount of semen I vomit out in tears without spilling a single drop. Well, since I shot the semen right down my throat in the first place, there was no semen to spill.

“Clearly… ! That’s who you’re talking about. “There were many examples.”
“What… Thank you?”
“In return for your rudeness… “How are you feeling here?”

A jar shaman wearing a red skirt unique to shamans. In an instant, the small room was filled with the scent of a woman. Her cock, which had not yet become erect, also began to leak her pre-cum, as if it sensed that her vagina was nearby.

She had nothing on underneath her skirt. The pussy hidden under the red skirt was throbbing and tempting me. I laid the shrine maiden down and placed my cock against her pussy. Perhaps because she was a shaman who served the daughter of the abyss, her love juice felt sticky for some reason. When I gently pushed her waist, she sucked my dick in like a swamp. With a crackling feeling and a tearing sensation, the cock entered the deepest part of her pussy.

“Hmm! “You accepted my first time as an apology gift.”

What? It felt as if her pussy was sucking his cock… When I slowly pulled out her dick, the flesh of her pussy stuck to it and came out as if it was not going to be taken away. There’s her blood on it. However, the shaman did not seem to be in any pain even though her hymen was broken. She was rather limp with pleasure, wiggling her waist back and forth and trying to get her glans inside again.

If it doesn’t hurt, it’s fine for me. There’s no need to be considerate, right? I shook her waist vigorously, feeling the tightness of her pussy. She couldn’t see her face because of the jar, but her moans came out clearly inside her jar.

“Ha! Ugh!! Ugh ♥ Oh my, uh huh! It’s a feeling, haha! “I don’t know. ♥”
“Miko’s pussy feels very good too.”
“Do you like it? My virgin pussy feels good, hmmm! Are you going?”

She probably didn’t know that it was her first time having sex as a shrine maiden, but she seemed to be the talkative type when it came to sex. I also decided to match the shaman’s style.

“Yes, miko’s pussy feels very good.”
“Ha! “Hmm!”

She was a shrine maiden who reached climax while trembling, probably triggered by the words that said she felt good. I need to make her feel the second and third climax like this. This is the so-called multi-orgasm. I pounded even harder into the shrine maiden’s vagina as she felt her climax.

“Huh, huh! Oh! “Here we go again, let’s go again♥”
“I’ll keep sending you until I cum.”
“No, this is getting weird. “You can’t go any further!”

He raised his white legs in the air and began trampling the trembling pot shaman even more mercilessly. She pulled the cock almost all the way out of her vagina and then vigorously stimulated her cervix, as if pounding her vagina with a battering ram. An animal-like moan escaped her vagina as she rocked her hips so hard that she moaned.

“Ugh! Wow! Oh my! Hehe! “
“It’s cheap!”

Boo! Boo!

Her cock stretched her pussy and started pumping his semen into her womb. Each time the hot sperm entered, the shaman reached her climax by stroking her white thighs. I wiggled my cock again without taking it out of her.

“It’s not over yet,”
“Ugh! Oh, no♥”

As I changed her position and ejaculated twice more, the shaman began to tremble and faint slightly. This… This is your first time, did you do it too harshly?

After waiting for a moment, the shaman woke up. Seeing that she first checked to see if her jar was removed, it seemed like she really shouldn’t have taken off her jar before the ancestral rite. After the shaman took a moment to adjust her attire, she sat down in front of me and started talking.

“You have a role to play tomorrow, sir.”
“Role? “What is it?”
“I need you to take charge of the offering at the ancestral rite.”

You want me to act as an offering to the Daughter of the Abyss? It’s not like I’m suddenly going to raise my head to the ancestral rite table or anything like that, right?

“Am I going to die?”
“No. You just need to stay for a day at the last place where the ancestral rites are held. Then you will be able to meet Shinkaihime.”

Hmm… In the end, the Daughter of the Abyss invited me to this island to meet me. Come to think of it, I offered quite rare(?) High-ranking guys like a fallen god named Shirashira and Infinite Reincarnation as tribute, so I guess they aren’t trying to do anything bad to me. I nodded to the shrine maiden. Strangely enough, she seemed to sense me nodding even though she was wearing a jar. When I nodded, she bowed her head and replied, “Thank you.”

“We’re in a relationship, so there’s no need to bow down like that.”
“Thank you.”
“Then I’ll go down.”
“The memorial service is at 7 o’clock, so you can come tomorrow at 6 o’clock.”

Unusually, the ancestral rites are held in the evening. I thought ancestral rites like this village event were held during the day. I left the small room and put my raincoat back on. It was still raining heavily. I looked at the time and it was a little past 3:30. We left around 12:45 after lunch and arrived at 1, so we had sex for over 2 hours.

I walked down the rainy mountain path back to the inn. I should go quickly and enjoy the open-air hot springs. Following the incident of rescuing Azuma Sawayanagi, there was chaos in Jukai Forest, so I felt a little sore. A hot bath in the hot springs will help you relax.