Modern-day Japan: spirits and demons roam, a hundred ghosts walk by day, evil gods whisper, and the human world has lost all order.
A transmigrator works here as a shrine priest.
Savoring fine wine, admiring flowers, and taking in beauties by the dozen.
And so begins the waka tale of a Sword Saint shrine priest and the loli shrine maidens.
P.S. Other titles: "Would You Like Some Shrine Maidens Today?", "Today, I'm Going to Beat the Hell Out of Anyone Who Bullies Lolis", "Whether They're Monsters or Demons, Evil Gods or Outer Gods, Anyone Who Gets in the Way of Me Protecting Lolis Dies", "The Tsundere Shrine Priest and the Lolis Who Have a Thing for Him"
Thank you for the meal. I'm full.
It's awful, absolutely awful. The author's pretentious, overly sentimental writing style is also extremely pronounced. The author also loves disjointed, jumpy descriptions; while you might enjoy writing them, they're a nightmare for me to read. Furthermore, while the protagonist is constantly portrayed as invincible, slaying gods and Buddhas alike, plot developments become nonsensical and disjointed, completely lacking the exhilarating feeling of the "Ten Mile Slope Sword God" arc. There's always a sense of pent-up frustration lingering inside.