As a nameless god without a shrine, he would naturally disappear completely soon.
This is an unavoidable cruel law. He has been working hard all the time because he feels uneasy about being forgotten by humans until he disappears. So ever since he was young, he has wanted a shrine of his own.
With a gentle sigh, carrying a luggage bag, Yato leaned diagonally against the wall on the other side of the alley, watching the pedestrians and students walking hurriedly past the alley entrance, then frowned, turned around, and looked back into the depths of the alley, thinking about something unknown.
It wasn't long before he suddenly sensed something and turned his head in slight surprise.
Not long after, a tall figure appeared at the mouth of the alley.
"Yato... sir?"
Gu Mo scrutinized the person standing in the alley. It was a young man with purple hair and blue eyes, looking somewhat frivolous in demeanor, wearing a simple tracksuit, with a white scarf hanging around his neck…
