Right now, he was just thinking about this, perhaps not yet realizing that in this world where gods and buddhas have weakened, someone like him who can borrow the power of a Guardian Spirit might really not be much different from those gods who are subtly down-to-earth, and maybe even better off than most of the fallen gods...
On the contrary, only Yato, who was watching from the side, saw clearly, but also felt it was only natural. After all, this was what he thought from the beginning, still racking his brain over the real identity of the other party.
But at this moment, Yato suddenly saw a figure, his pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively shouted out:
"Stop! Don't go over there!"
It was a dazed young girl with vacant eyes, who somehow wandered into this area.
Originally, she was still unconsciously walking forward, but maybe because of Yato's loud shout, she suddenly snapped back to her senses.
"Huh? Eh, I... I am..."
