I have special resignation skills

Yayoi's village is not far from this dilapidated shrine.

It was an early morning, and she was walking on the quiet path humming a ditty with her offerings to the gods as usual.

Because of her poor family background, Yayoi has to help her mother do some work within her ability every day to reduce some of the mother's burden.

It is often just to go to the fields to do some farming, but whether it is transplanting rice seedlings or fertilizing, it often takes a whole day to work in a large field.

Wouldn't it be that she didn't have time to come to the shrine all day? Thinking of this, Natsume Yayoi shook her head, and she came up with a very stupid but effective method in a flash of inspiration.

As long as you wake up a few hours earlier than usual, wouldn't it be enough!

The chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves blown by the wind are pleasant to hear, and Yayoi hums softly to echo them: "Sakura, in the breeze, the pink petals are like..."

"A rustling rustle."

There was a sudden commotion in the grass ahead.

Yayoi was taken aback, and she stepped back vigilantly holding the offering.No matter what it is, what is dedicated to God must not be taken away.

Just when she was about to run backwards.

A little fluffy head poked out from the bright green bushes. The little guy looked around and found that there was nothing dangerous, so he jumped out.

Yayoi covered her mouth that was about to cry out.

The wild rabbits in the mountains are very afraid of people. They will run away as soon as they hear human noises, so they are usually not seen in the mountains.

The rabbit looked only a few months old, with pure gray fur all over its body, and its wet black eyes looked at the surrounding environment curiously.Its three-petal lips moved, its long ears pricked up, and it turned its head to where Yayoi was as if it smelled something.

Yayoi's back movement stopped. After all, she was still a curious little girl, so she immediately gave up the idea of ​​going another way. Instead, she squatted down not far away to observe the little rabbit with great interest.

The little gray rabbit blinked its eyes, its nose twitched, and it locked on to the target - the red apple in Yayoi's arms.

Yayoi carefully protected the offering in her arms, and then slowly moved towards Xiaotu, fearing that if she took half a step too far, she would scare him away.

While moving at a tortoise speed, Yayoi muttered: "Don't be afraid, little rabbit, I'm not a bad person, just let me touch it, and it'll be fine!"

However, the little rabbit had already noticed her plot was wrong, seeing the food hidden in Yayoi's arms, it shook its head without hesitation and rushed into the bushes beside it.

Yayoi, who had been staring at Xiaotu, became anxious. She stood up, but unexpectedly, her clogs tripped over a stone stuck in the mud and fell into the grass.

Because Yayoi was still holding the offering during the fall, she broke her skin without using her arms as a cushion, and the back of her hand was cut by sharp leaves.

Compared with the fragrance of grass and trees, the earthy smell of soil and the attention of the little bugs that fell on her clothes and are crawling towards her, this taste is really unpleasant.

"It hurts..." The girl rubbed her head and got up.

Fortunately, the soil was relatively soft, so she didn't fall so badly.It's just that weeds and dirt were all over the hair and clothes, and he looked very embarrassed.

She is not a spoiled young lady who will cry when she gets a little dirty.He casually patted his clothes and stood up.

"Alas..." After wiping the apple carefully, Yayoi wrapped it up and put it back in her arms, "Let's find a clean river to clean it up later."

Talking to herself, she raised her head.

"Ah...?"

There was an open grass field in front of me, the sun had risen at some point at some time, and the warm gold was sprinkled on the girl's dazzling blond hair. The girl closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly tensed. She looked a little sad, but this The appearance is more like the characters in Western oil paintings, sacred and inviolable.

Wearing clothes that Yayoi had never seen before, the girl was lying like this, and the cute little rabbit was beside the girl, watching her silently with a big rabbit of the same color.

Yayoi couldn't help but think of the bedtime story her mother told when she was a child. It was the fairy in the forest.

Yayoi tidied her hair awkwardly, and leaned over quietly as if walking on thin ice: "Are you okay...?"

The girl didn't respond.

"Well, how are you...?"

Still no response.

It was impossible for Yayoi to let this helpless girl lie dangerously in the wild like this, so she helped the girl to the shrine with great effort.

The shrine is very different from when Yayoi saw it for the first time.The moss that spread on the floor was removed by Yayoi, the cobwebs in the corners were also cleaned by Yayoi, the dust was wiped off by Yayoi, even the weeds outside and the bushes blocking the road were also shoveled away by Yayoi.

The whole shrine is completely new, except for the irreparable leaky roof and damaged floor, this shrine can be compared with the local big shrines.

After putting the girl down, Yayoi went back home to bring back the rice balls made at home, just in time for the girl to wake up.

"Which god is that 'Master God'?" Mao asked a question after hearing Yayoi gossip about the little rabbit.

Yayoi finally stopped talking about the little rabbit. She showed an expression of admiration, clasped her fingers in front of her chest, and said softly, "Master Shenming's name is 'Daili'."

Daili...?A name I've never heard of.

"Master Shenming is a mountain god enshrined in this village a long time ago."

When Mao woke up, he looked at the shrine in all aspects. Yayoi should not be lying. Although the shrine is very dilapidated, it is indeed a well-decorated shrine.

From the pillars outside the gate, one can guess what the shrine used to be like.

"I was bullied by my classmates once, so I had no choice but to run into the forest, and then I happened to meet Lord Shenming." At this point, her eyes slightly bent, lamenting her good luck, "Master Shenming said, this is the relationship between us. "Fate"

Shino listened silently, but countless questions popped up in his mind.

How does it sound, the "Master God" that Yayoi said doesn't look like the gods she knows in this world.

The so-called god should be an abstract thing, a kind of personality that people think that people endow those nature or other things that cannot be explained by science. They regard this fictional existence as the supreme and hold it in awe.

In order to obtain the protection of the gods.

And Yayoi's "God-sama" is more like a person with a physical image.

"Yayoi, have you seen that 'Kami-sama'?" Mao asked looking into Yayoi's smiling amber eyes.

The first time Mao saw these eyes, she thought...they were so familiar.

Yayoi seemed to be stumped by this question, and she gradually withdrew her smile.

"Hmm..." Yayoi twitched her lips, her hands gripped the edge of the tray, her fingertips turned white from excessive force.

She was silent, her drooping eyelashes fluttering like a frightened little rabbit.

"I..." As if she was afraid that Mao would get angry, she slowly uttered a word.

Mao didn't rush her, but looked at her quietly.

Mao knew that with the relationship between Yayoi and herself, as long as Yayoi was given a little time, she would speak out.

Maybe it's the innate bond between the two of them, even though they haven't known each other for a few hours, Mao has 100% trust in Yayoi.

Yayoi raised her head slightly, and saw the girl's encouraging look, and her eyes shifted to the girl's sunny blonde hair.

She clasped her hands on her chest again and prayed, as if she had drawn enough strength.

Biting her lips, she finally made up her mind: "Actually, I have been able to see since I was a child..."

"Yayoi."

A soft female voice sounded, and with the pink and white cherry blossom petals flying all over the sky, the two looked up at the huge cherry blossom tree in front of the shrine at the same time.

The thick and strong dark trunks of the cherry trees stand upright, and the roots even protrude from the ground, like majestic dragons winding on the soil. The cherry trees that have experienced a hundred years of wind and rain are like the patron saint of this shrine. .

There is a woman sitting on the tree. She is barefoot, each toe is round and beautiful, and there is a curved reflection on the nail surface.

He is older than Mao in appearance, wearing a white dress that looks a bit like a kimono, with the collar turned up to the neck, with unknown golden characters embroidered on it, a red belt, and a coat of the same color as the cherry blossoms fluttering in the wind .

There are long braided red ropes hanging from the ankles and arms.

The blond hair, which is exactly the same as Mao's, hangs down to her thighs, but it is still soft and elegant and is not entangled in the cherry blossom tree with many branches, as if the latter deliberately gave in and pampered her.

The summer sun was dazzling, and Mao squinted at the woman.

"My lord!" Yayoi beside her ran under the cherry blossom tree, she raised her head and smirked at the woman.

Lord Shenming likes the sun, but not Lieyang. The probability of seeing Lord Shenming at this time is very small, she is so lucky!

Lord Shenming is so gentle and kind. When she was bullied by her classmates and fled to the forest, Lord Shenming took her in.

God's hair color is so beautiful, it is as golden as the sun, and God is as warm as the sun.

The only believer of God is her, and she cannot let God down.

"My lord!" Yayoi hopped and waved under the tree.

"Yayoi." The woman smiled lightly.

Only then did Mao see the whole picture of that god-sama clearly.Lord Shenming is very fair, even a little transparent under the sun, even his lips are very light pink, as pale as cherry blossoms.

Lord Shenming's eyes were wrapped in a white cloth, and a simple knot was tied around the back of his head, with two long white cloths hanging down.

It's not icy muscles and bones, but the gods are more like clouds in the sky. Yunjuan and Yunshu can see clearly, but they can't be touched or touched.

"Master Shenming." Yayoi was surrounded by happy little pink flowers, and the whole person was in high spirits, "This is my new friend, Watanabe Mao."

Even though Dairei was blindfolded, she still turned to Mao accurately.

The hand holding the branch paused, and Dai Li hesitated.

"Watanabe Mao...?"