The moonlight illuminated the sea of clouds, and Fujiwara Reya gently held her.
"It's too difficult for a mortal to become a deity. The lack of a long enough lifespan for cultivation is the greatest drawback. That's also why most of Japan's deities are demons," his fingers gently brushed Hoshimi Rinko's cheek, "Senior sister, there will definitely be a day when you ascend to the deity seat with your mortal body. I believe in you."
Hoshimi Rinko shivered all over, turning red to the tips of her ears.
Her face grew hot, burning with the flames of shyness, she murmured weakly, "Mother should be brought along too..."
"Of course!"
Fujiwara Reya thought, that's exactly what I wish for.
Hoshimi Rinko took a breath, slightly raising her head.
On her delicate face, her eyebrows and eyelashes were thin yet tidy, and her pitch-black eyes were very bright.
The next second, the light on her face dimmed down.
