A priestesses' fate isn't so cruel

Chapeter 4

Shina stared at the newcomer, or to be more precise, a yin yang master.
The temple residents started crowding around him, curious to see his close up appearance.

" Make way!! please step away from him, don't make it hard for him to get through!" , Sarata running as fast as she can to stop curiosity overwhelm the atmosphere. "Terribly sorry, They're just curious about why you have transferred from such a far destination!", She bowed, and smiled.

"Its fine. People get curious.", He smiled while replying. "Well, then. Follow me if you want to see the high priestess", She said more formally this time.

"Of course."He smiles , and follows Sarata. But before he followed her, he caught a glance of Shina-

The only one who wasn't curious enough to take a closer look. Her eyes met with his-

She couldn't take her eyes off him- she somehow found it hard to. He smiled and followed Sarata.

Sometime in the evening later, The temple residences were called for a gathering.

Meikata brought up That young newcomer to the banquet hall.

"Attention, please!, Our high priestess has an announcement to make", called Sarata. The heads of the priestesses , priests and yin yang masters turned to where the high priestess is, with the newcomer next to her.

"We are very blessed with a newcomer from Gochirei temple."
She went on, "He is 20 years old this year. and most importantly, his name is Makoto Senichi."

Curious facial expressions appeared on the other temple residences.

Whispers and noise interrupted the silence. "Wow! so young and handsome!!" , "Right! he would've made a great husband", Gasped some priestesses.

Ignoring the gossip, Makoto continued. "I hope you will treat me well here."
Soon, the dinner period ended and all the other priests and priestesses went back to their rooms, and Shina couldn't stop thinking about Makoto- his features , hair and voice.

She just couldn't get her mind off him.
As her heart started to beat faster, she just relieved herself and climbed back into bed after a bath and slipping into her plain white and thin yukata.

Meanwhile, while Shina was restless-
Makoto couldn't stop thinking about her. The way she looked at him, those beautiful green gentle eyes, and hair that flowed in sync with the wind.

As he laid in bed, thoughts about her corrupted his mind, and he smirked and couldn't wait to meet her the next morning.