[Comprehensive] You see, this pot is big and round

Although he was dissatisfied with Otakemaru's arrangement, Suzuka actively implemented his instructions.

She was almost moved by herself - to be able to work as hard as she did, and still!have!who!

Of course, it's not for Dayake Maru that he puts all his heart and soul into it.In fact, she still has some selfish thoughts.

She has always been curious about Suzuka Gozen.

Suzuka's ability is to use the power of God.After becoming a god, she was more or less able to glimpse the past of the gods through dreams, and communicate with them in a illusory spiritual level.She has seen Yato's past, and also glimpsed the birth of Amaterasu, but Suzuka Gozen never appeared in her dreams.

All her understanding of Suzuka Gozen comes from the handed down texts and legends, and her curiosity has long been beyond the text and drifted outside the legends.She wanted to know too much, but unfortunately there was nowhere to ask, and no chance to ask.This "entrustment" from Dayakemaru may be an opportunity for her.

Yato was the only god Suzuka knew.Poor god Ebisu Kofuku, who was nodding acquaintance, might be barely included, but because Suzuka didn't really want to ruin his fortune at this time, he took her out of the inquiry list early.

But Yato, it seems that it is not easy to ask.

Recently, Yato's faith career has blossomed in full swing, and the number of commissions has skyrocketed, making him so busy that he never touches the ground.Suzuka diligently followed Yato for several days, and finally caught him free time on the weekend.

"Gee, I'm not bragging, I think I'll be able to build a shrine this year!"

As soon as he saw Suzuka, Yato showed off proudly.Suzuka felt happy for him from the bottom of his heart, but the shrine didn't seem to be the most important thing now.

She asked him a few questions about Suzuka Gozen on the sidelines.

"Ah? Suzuka Gozen?" He scratched his head, "As I said before, I only met her once, so I don't know her very well."

"Ah... is it... then, tell me as much as you know!"

Suzuka fell into a situation where she couldn't choose what to eat, and now she was extremely eager to know no matter how small the information was.

"Even if you say that, I also... By the way, Bishamon must know!"

This generation of Bishamon and Suzuka Gozen are gods that existed at the same time.Even if you don't have much contact with each other, you must have met him during the divine meeting, so you must know a little more than him.

Yato secretly lamented his wit in his heart, and immediately took Suzuka to find Bishamon.

"Suzuka Gozen?" Bishamon closed the official document, with a look of vigilance in his eyes, "Why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

Suzuka put on a friendly smile and said respectfully that all these questions were just out of her curiosity.

She was right.She was really curious about these questions.

Looking at every expression and movement of Bishamon, she cautiously showed her paws: "I heard that the gods can be changed, and they will not disappear until the faith disappears. So, has Suzuka Gozen also experienced a change?"

"Replacement? Hmm..."

Bishamon fiddled with the cap of the pen, as if hesitating for something, pondered for a moment, and even Yato hissed and urged.

She stopped what she was doing and threw the pen into the pen holder.

Boom—the sound when the pen falls is a bit dull.

"Suzuka Gozen cannot be iterated, she is different from us." She paused, "To be precise, we are different from her."

Yato, who was slumped on the sofa, sat up straight.

"Hey, Bishamon, what do you mean by that, why have I never heard of it?"

Of course he hadn't heard of it, who told him that he just got a piece of land in Gaotianyuan in the past few years.Of course, he didn't know much about the story between the gods.

Bishamon automatically ignored his clamor and continued: "Gods originate from beliefs and are maintained by beliefs. Suzuka Gozen was not born like this. She is the daughter of the Demon King of the Fourth Heaven. She was born with the body of a god and does not need humans. Faith can also exist."

"Isn't this amazing?" Yato muttered softly.

Bishamon gave Yato a sideways look.Suzuka felt that she was probably a little angry.

Hearing her next words, Suzuka knew why she was angry.

"There is no need to maintain faith, which means that after death, it will disappear completely and cannot be repeated. Do you understand what this means?"

There was a little sullenness in Bishamon's words, Suzuka was inexplicably trembling when he heard it, but he didn't know what he was trembling with.Is it Bishamon's anger, or her words?

"I... I understand it!" Yato stammered to justify himself, looking around with a bit of embarrassment.He really didn't expect the next words to be like this.If he had known, he wouldn't have said anything as light as an outsider's.

The room fell into a dead silence, and the wind was blowing outside the window.

"so……"

Softly, Suzuka asked Bishamon.

"So Suzuka Gozen is... um... gone?"

She deliberately avoided the heavy word "death", but just saying this sentence already made her feel extremely heavy.

It's as heavy as if you've experienced someone's death.

Bishamon pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

"That's it... I understand. Thank you Bishamon-sama for taking the time to answer my little curiosity." Suzuka stood up and bowed deeply to her, "I'm bothering you today. Goodbye."

Then, she left.

It's not so much a departure, it's a bit like fleeing—fleeing from a heavy death.

Obviously there are still so many curiosity that have not been asked, but now I dare not say a word.The things Bishamon said cast a tragic veil over all her curiosity.

She shook her head.

She still wanted to tell Otakemaru about this matter, now that she had time to think about it, she might as well think about how to avoid Otakemaru's anger.

He will definitely be angry, after all, now he has nowhere to vent his hatred.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

She shouldn't have dealt with Dayake Maru from the very beginning, so that so many bad things wouldn't happen to her.

Forget it, let's find Dayake Maru first.What to do after that, wait until the "after" comes.

As she crossed the intersection, she always felt a little pain from being pulled by her hair.She suspected that the ponytail was too tight.She lowered her head and fiddled with the hair rope a few times, feeling much more comfortable in an instant.

After walking a few steps, she bumped into a man head-on, a tall and strong man with strange clothes.

Although he didn't know how he was able to precisely collide with him head-on on the sidewalk with few people, Suzuka still took the initiative to apologize.

"Excuse me sir, are you all right?"

"...Suzuka Gozen?!"

Awesome, someone misidentified her again.

"Sorry, you admit your mistake..."

While explaining, Suzuka took a detour and walked away, but the man in front of her firmly held her shoulder.

"I'm sorry for you, Bell. I did something wrong, please forgive me. I shouldn't have killed you, please give me another chance...I'm really, really..."

His voice sounded like weeping.

Suzuka froze, and even forgot to struggle.She looked at a face she had never seen before, but she knew who it was.

She took a few steps back, in disbelief.

"Don't tell me you're Sakagami Tamura Maro..."

"You remember me? Great, you remember me!"

He seemed to be overwhelmed by the surprise of this call, and he rushed to Suzuka, trying to hug her.Suzuka felt a physical nausea, twisted his shoulders vigorously, and escaped from his confinement.

"Leave far away!"

"Please, Suzu, don't do this."

Her wrist was caught, Sakagami Tamura Maro dragged her, not knowing where she was going.Passers-by looked at their entanglement with strange eyes, but no one stopped, and no one said a word.

His strength was so strong that Suzuka couldn't break free no matter what.

She felt unfounded fear—it was the helplessness in daylight, and the morbid control from Sakaue Tamura Maro.

In a panic, she saw Dayue Maru.

Standing at the other end of the street, he looked at her with indifferent eyes.