On Astral Tides: From Humble Freelancer To Astral Emperor

Takagi Hisano

“How are you feeling?” Hisano asked as she handed a cold can of soda to her friend Maiko-chan, who took it gratefully. As she pulled open the can, which hissed soothingly, she let out a long sigh.

“I’m exhausted.” Maiko-chan complained, looking around her small shrine that was tucked away in a rather unsavoury suburb on the outskirts of the Tokyo area. In her red and white hakama, Hisano thought she looked rather more confident and content than usual, despite her complaints.

As if I’m one to talk. Confidence… I never had any. But I’ve changed, and this uniform… it does inspire me to feel braver, more… more like I have a purpose. The Adamant uniform was attractive as well as functional, which made sense as it was a uniform designed for women, but Hisano knew she was fortunate to receive one of the uniforms that was constructed from the special materials, and could serve as effective armour, in both worlds.

“I can see why.” Hisano commiserated. The small shrine was crammed with visitors, when ordinarily, Hisuikomushi shrine was lucky to see more than a handful in a week, and most of them were drunks, gamblers and workers in the adult entertainment industry. Now the guests were their fellow classmates, idols, and the rich and powerful, as well as Fae and other strange creatures. “But… isn’t this better? I…I worried about you, Maiko-chan.”

“I know you did. It was… strange.” Maiko-chan shrugged. “We weren’t close. You kept mostly to yourself, as did I, but… you stuck up for me against Kana-chan. That must have been really hard.” They both looked over to where Kana-chan was organising the next group of pilgrims to offer their prayer ema and tributes. Currently, Princess Mikasa was taking groups to the Boundary Hisuikomushi as well.

“It was, but… I didn’t want to see you bullied. Honestly though…” Hisano bit her lip, a little ashamed of herself. With one finger she pushed up her fashionable glasses, though the lenses were just plain glass now, her vision had corrected itself after Chirurgery. “…we did Kana-chan and her friends a disservice, didn’t we? Disliking her just because she was pretty and popular is no different to the way we thought they felt about us. Honestly… Kana-chan had a reputation, but she never really picked on other girls, did she?”

“No.” Maiko-chan agreed. “But for girls like us…”

“Girls like we were…” Hisano corrected. I’m not going back to the way things were. I can’t. I… like myself now. It’s ironic that Kana-chan had the same sorts of self-loathing towards herself too, just for different reasons. It goes to show, everyone has their own problems, and we never know what is in the hearts of others. Of course, now… we’ve both changed, Maiko-chan too.

“Sure, you’re pushy nowadays Hisano-chan!” Maiko-chan giggled, clutching at her can with both hands as she looked around. “I don’t hate it though. I think… everything’s worked out. Even dad has it good. Unlike everywhere else, Hisuikomushi wasn’t in any real danger. We just sat protected while battles raged everywhere else. It’s for the best, dad isn’t much of a fighter…”

“That doesn’t mean he can’t still pull his weight.” Hisano insisted. “If I could offer some advice, your father has a Territory, right? Is he managing it properly to maximise the advantages to Akio-kun? I doubt you can gather enough extra ether to make a difference, not with the numbers Asha’s Tree pulls in, especially with Shiro’s buffs, so focus on utility? What about upgrading your Throne, Akio-kun could use… the… extra…” Hisano trailed off as Maiko-chan was staring at her open-mouthed, drink forgotten.

“Since when did you get so knowledgeable, Hisano-chan?” Maiko-chan asked when her surprise wore off.

“I… pay attention.” Hisano hated that she knew she was blushing, and she fiddled with her elegant, black-rimmed glasses to distract herself. “I don’t have much to offer in way of talent, but…”

“That’s not true.” A voice sounded behind them and Hisano was spooked. Laughter rang out, and Mio-chan, wearing shrine maiden hakama in red and white just like Maiko-chan, hopped over, her black pigtails swinging, a perfect compliment to her cheeky, youthful features. “You’ve got a talent for entertainment!” She smirked wickedly. “That scene with your cousin was hilarious. He’s not a bad looking guy in a rough sort of way, but he strikes me as the sort of guy who is always shooting himself in the foot, and…” She glanced over to where Kana-chan was standing. “…being good friends with Akio-kun must be a real kick in the teeth nowadays. Guys get jealous easily.”

“Know that from experience, do you?” Hisano shot back, a little irritated, and Mio-chan smiled knowingly.

“How rude. But I like it. You were quiet as a mouse back in the day, Hisano-chan. I was in shock you stood up to Kana-chan that day. Must have been fate. And to answer your question… yes and no. We three got hit on all the time, makes sense as we’re hellishly cute. But we have high standards, you know. Kana-chan most of all. Anyway, Asami-chan’s all lovey-dovey with Ren-kun, which is fine… but you…” Mio-chan winked. “…wearing the uniform, huh? A bold choice. You obviously know what it means. You’ve been paying attention, right?”

Hisano’s face was hot, but she wasn’t who she was even a few weeks ago. Steeling herself, she nodded. “Of course I know what it means. But I’m also not an idiot. I mean… our school is actually quite good, isn’t it? I didn’t have anything to do with the faith, so a lot of the extra-curricular activities were meaningless to me, but it’s cheap, gives a thorough education, and is girls only, which… well, I wasn’t good with boys when I was younger. As my cousin still thinks of me…”

“Oh, that’s adorable, isn’t it, Maiko-chan?” Mio-chan chuckled. “She’s pouting. Her cousin still thinks she’s that little kid, following him around.”

“I never did that. He’s imagining it!” Hisano insisted, embarrassed. “I don’t hate Yasu-kun, not at all, but… he can be so annoying! I’m amazed Karen-chan puts up with him. He’ll blow it if he’s not careful!”

“It’s true. I’m one of the faces in the crowd really, I mean, my dad’s a Chosen, but compared to the others around, he’s… painfully mediocre. His fighting spirit was crushed when he was enslaved, and he hasn’t recovered. I help out at the training school, and I have awakened my bloodline, so learning elements wasn’t too bad, but… oh, what was I saying? Oh yes…. Karen-chan is very nice, she doesn’t seem her age at all, she’s easy to talk to. But she’s also quite proud. If he doesn’t keep her happy, she won’t stand for it.” Maiko-chan agreed.

“And there you have it!” Mio-chan put her hands on her hips triumphantly. “Anyway, you’re right, Hisano-chan. Asami-chan and me, we’re the same as you. It’s a good school, but the faith stuff didn’t matter much. You’d think as we were best friends with Kana-chan we’d be invested, but… she hated it before. Now look at her. I’m so proud…”

Hisano and Maiko-chan giggled at that. “You sound like a doting parent.” Hisano managed. “It’s… kind of funny?”

“Only kind of? I’m always hilarious.” Mio-chan mock-pouted. “Anyway, yeah, it’s good to see that Kana-chan’s happy and fulfilled, and she’s in the spotlight, even if she has to share it. With a Princess and a religious legend, no less. And you want to step up to that too? I’m rooting for you, Hisano-chan, really I am!”

“It’s not like that!” Hisano insisted. “You can’t tell me that everyone wearing the uniform hopes to marry Akio-kun in the end, that would just be outrageous.”

“Sure, but… everyone has to know it’s a possibility he’ll come for you when you wear the uniform. You know it, right?” Mio-chan pressed, and Hisano sighed, composing herself. When her flaming face finally cooled, she shook her head.

“It’s like I said to my cousin. I certainly don’t have to wear the uniform to be flattered if Akio-kun is nice to me. He reassured me when I was struggling and felt alone, he’s supported me… all of us really. He’s a role model I can look up to, and… honestly, he is very attractive. I understand it’s hard to get over sharing, but… he’s not just ours, he… belongs to the world. It’s… hard to explain.”

“I think I get it.” Maiko-chan spoke up, surprising them. “Take our Kami. Yes, he belongs to our shrine, and our family have worshipped him for centuries… but as a Kami, he belongs to all who pray for his blessings. Akio-kun… he’s like that too. Too many people yearn for him and seek his warmth.”

“You?” Mio-chan asked, raising an eyebrow, and Maiko-chan shook her head.

“No way. I’m endlessly grateful he saved my dad. Not just from his imprisonment, but… if he had to be a Chosen by himself, he’d die. No question. I’d have had to drop out of school, my older brother can’t support me. He tried, and it’s thanks to him I survived, but… our money was exhausted. I’d have been forced to work for the yakuza…” She gulped, face pale. “…and we know what they make women do. Akio cleared our debts, destroyed the yakuza who ran this district, and gave us opportunities. Even now… we’re being given a priceless gift on this Pilgrimage. We’re one in a hundred thousand. Maybe not like the Chosen of the Gods, but… we’re all still special now. So… I wouldn’t dare. I can’t reach that high!” Seeing the serious looks, Maiko-chan managed a wry smile. “What about you, Mio-chan?”

“Me? Nah. I’m like you, Maiko-chan. Akio-kun’s great, but… he’s out of my league. I don’t want to compete with Kana-chan anyway. Got to say, I get what you mean though, Hisano-chan. If Akio-kun came and whispered sweet nothings in my ear, I’d crack, I know it. But I’m not bold enough to put on the coat that invites him. Look at Asami-chan, she’s happy enough. Me… there’s a few boys from really nice families around our age here. Maybe I’ll make a move on one of them? It kind of sucks, being the only one without a boyfriend… seeing Kana-chan and Asami-chan flirting all the time makes me a little annoyed.”

“I get that.” Hisano sniggered. “My cousin says the same about Akio-kun, that it’s frustrating. I can see it though. I mean, eleven…”

“Not eleven.” Mio-chan spoke triumphantly. “Looks like you’re out of the loop.” At their quizzical looks, she puffed up, enjoying the attention. “I talked to Kana-chan earlier, and she was grumbling about three more. She’s not really annoyed, but I get it.”

“Three? That’s … I was going to say amazing, but… nothing surprises me anymore.” Hisano was somehow amused by it all. Honestly, I do have a soft spot for Akio-kun. My cousin says I fancy him, I honestly don’t know if that’s true, or if I just admire him. But I do know… I’m not ashamed of myself anymore, and whatever the future holds, I’m ready. She ran a finger over the diamond adamant badge on her clothes, reassured by its cool weight, the weight of her decision. I pay attention, I listen, I learn. I want to be someone. Someone I’m proud of being. And I do want to support Akio-kun. He’s… got the weight of the world on his shoulders. My hands are small, and I’ve always been pathetic, but now… I can lift a little of that weight, and… with enough of us supporting him, he can carry it. I know it.

“So, do you know who they are?” Hisano’s curiosity was piqued. “I know there’s a few relationships I’m suspicious of. Akio-kun is close to a lot of women.”

“Just the one. You know, the Goddess within Shiro. How… does that even work?” Mio-chan shrugged, pigtails swaying. “Can she be counted as an extra girlfriend? I mean, it’s still Shiro, right?”

“Taṇhā…” Maiko-chan muttered. “I doubt you pay much attention to the school’s religious classes, I mean, it’s not like that grade matters on your university applications or your job resumes.” Hisano couldn’t help but smile as her friend went into lecture mode. But then, she is more knowledgeable than us on these matters.

“While we mostly covered Shinto and Buddhist beliefs, we did also touch on world religions. And… well, Taṇhā is actually a Buddhist Goddess. I remember her getting a brief mention…”

“I’ve always wondered, how does that even work?” Mio-chan asked. Around them, the crowds were dispersing, and it was almost time to move on from Hisuikomushi shrine, towards central Tokyo, where numerous true shrines awaited, as well as the Imperial Palace. “From the training school, we’re told that the Gods dwell out far away, in other worlds. So… how do we know about her here? It doesn’t make sense.”

“I guess they sent emissaries to seed their religions and worship. I mean, isn’t the whole point of this Pilgrimage to help us accumulate and manipulate adherence, which is just pure belief and faith?” Maiko-chan suggested. “And we can ask those who lived long ago, the Fae and Kami. I’m more shocked that Akio is with a genuine Goddess we can read about in books or online.”

“You think that’s strange?” Hisano-chan couldn’t help but remember another argument she had with Yasu-kun. “You see her, the nine-tailed woman?” They both nodded. The Kitsune was one of two that was walking about freely, though apparently only the one with more tails could remain manifested here without Nie Ling’s aid. “She’s Tamamo-no-Mae! My cousin was going insane! Apparently she’s not just a mythical figure of which countless tales have been told, but… she’s also in a lot of that silly anime he watches and manga he reads…” Hisano shook her head. “I suppose I shouldn’t mock it…”

“I’d say not, or you’ll upset Akio-kun. Remember his room that time? Full of figures and books… hey, come to think of it… I’m sure I saw a woman with lots of fox tails in there…” Mio-chan giggled.

This… this is fun. We’ve only just started, but already… even only on their second stop, it seemed like a festival and a parade combined. So many people pulling together for one goal. And Hisano felt pride at being a part of it. Yet it’s not enough. This has to be a success. A success for me. I’m determined. I’ve just drifted through life, too timid to raise my own head, yet the one time I did… it led to this. So now I’ll be bold, confident… Adamant!

As they headed towards their bus, ready to be whisked away to the next stop, Hisano couldn’t help but stroke her rank insignia, even as Maiko-chan and Mio-chan were bantering about Tamamo-no-Mae and the other strange yet gorgeous spiritual beings who were accompanying them. Talk quickly turned to idols, and Kanda-myōjin shrine, but Hisano wasn’t listening, only absent-mindedly replying with single word answers now and then. 

Kami-Blessed Class is just the start. During this Pilgrimage there will be lots of opportunities, especially amongst Adamant, for some special training. I’ll do it all, no matter how hard, no matter whether it hurts or taxes me to the limits. Yasu-kun… I’ll show you just how serious I am, and that I’m no longer little Hisano-chan you have to treat like I’m fragile glass. No, I’m Adamant!

***

“it’s going well so far…” I spoke to Kana, who brightened on seeing me, her brown eyes sparkling with amusement. With pride she grabbed my arm, pushing into it with her ample chest, not hidden by her beautiful hakama.

“Of course it is!” she declared. “I’m not going to mess things up when I’m doing this on your behalf.” She winked, and spontaneously I kissed her on the cheek. She reddened, a little embarrassed, but didn’t pull away.

“What was that for?” she asked, and I kissed her other cheek this time.

“Because you just looked so stunning. Really… you were born to be a shrine maiden, you carry it off so well.”

Kana frowned for a moment, before her expression brightened. “I guess you’re right. It’s hard to believe how much I’ve trained.” After a while she reluctantly released my arm, straightening her hakama. “Anyway, it’s all in hand. Leave it to me. Don’t forget to see the Princess, Tsukiko and Shiori-chan too, everyone’s working hard. Oh, and I think Arisu-san was looking for you.”

I nodded. “Yeah, probably about the next broadcast. We’ve done a half dozen shrines now, so it must be time for more propaganda. I imagine they’ll have aired the interview with those protesters by now.”

Kana nodded. “My grandfather texted me. The shrine’s overrun with visitors, the military are really struggling to manage them. But the protesters down the hill have left, so I guess it went well.”

“Great.” I approved. “It’s not like I don’t see there are matters of concern that people might be worried about, but to protest against us, when we were the victims and people died… it’s madness…”

“Relax.” Kana winked, now kissing my cheek. I got the feeling she’d have wanted to go further, but we weren’t alone, the hustle and bustle of the Pilgrimage was in full swing. “It’s only a few idiots. And Arisu-san will handle it. I certainly wouldn’t want to get on her bad side.” Kana shuddered. “Though honestly, she gets on surprisingly well with you, Akio. Best keep her sweet. Shiro tells me she can be really scary when angry.”

“I bet she can.” I chuckled. “But you’re right, when it comes to propaganda and getting the truth out there, there’s no-one better.”

“I never thought you’d end up owning a big share of a TV station. You’re just getting richer and richer!” Kana seemed proud, so I gently patted her head, careful not to mess up her beautiful black hair.

“You’d think, but the amount this Pilgrimage cost… even though I didn’t pay for it alone, it’s a shocking sum.”

“I’ll say.” Kana sighed, before touching the hairclip I had bought her in Las Vegas, which was glimmering in her dark hair. “You do love to spend recklessly. But then, I admire a man who knows how to show off.” Her eyes narrowed. “So, how’s it going? Is the plan working?”

I looked around, my eyes shimmering amber, faint flecks of light blooming in both. It’s far easier to get Skill information or other knowledge on those who aren’t bonded to me now. Before, I had to know what I was looking for, but as my Eyes strengthen and evolve, I can go further. Every time I used my Eyes, I could feel my connection to Rose, and her distant whispers of emotion. Of course, occasionally it flared up when I wasn’t using them, which surely was when Rose was.

“Slowly, but then, this is only the beginning, the first morning.” I mused. “There’s still a large percentage of people who haven’t gained the Class yet, but there are still a fair few who have, so it’s clearly got potential. It all comes down to affinity and other factors. The Brown Dog of the Mountains explained it to me once. It’s why I didn’t get the Class myself until I went back home.”

“Yes, and the Kami we’ve met… other than Shirohebi, of course…” Kana defended her Kami playfully. “…haven’t been that impressive. But if it seems to be working, great.” She paused, before confiding in me, meeting my glittering gaze. “You know, my Eyes Of The Shrine Maiden, as you call them… they seem to be getting stronger. Or maybe it’s all the practice I’ve been doing.”

“Maybe. But the why doesn’t matter. You’re doing your best.” I praised her, and she flushed. I heard quiet giggles, and several of the idols were watching us warmly, as were a couple of noble daughters from Hanafubuki. I recognised one of them and gave her a gentle wave, and in response she blushed and looked away.

“Lady-killer.” Kana giggled teasingly. “Even when you’re with me you’re still managing to flirt with other girls. Oh great Gods and Kami, feel sorry for me, who fell for such a womaniser. I mean… new rivals keep sprouting up like weeds after the rain.”

“I think calling them weeds might get you in trouble.” It was my turn to tease her.

“Tan’s all bark and no bite.” Kana smirked. “Honestly… I don’t think she even counts. At least not for now. After all, it’s no different to you spending time with Shiro. But are you certain?”

“About what? Tan? Yeah… honestly, the wager was just pretence. At first I was wary of Tan, even hostile. Understandable really, considering how we met… hmm, I know, we should dip out for a minute. I remember seeing a quiet restaurant near here, we can grab a quick parfait or something like that.”

“Abusing your authority to go on a date with me, huh?” Kana smiled charmingly. “I’m game for that. Honestly, we’re almost done at the shrine, and everyone else can manage. Besides, tomorrow you’re Shaeula’s, since it’s her birthday. Although… I’ve booked my slot.” As we strode towards the exit, hand in hand, feeling Kana’s warmth through her slender fingers, I listened as she talked, clearly overjoyed to snatch a few private moments with me.

“Shaeula’s a good sharer. Then, I suppose she’d have to be, after all, without her pushing you, you’d never have ended up with all of us.”

“You have to thank Eri too.” I pointed out, and Kana nodded.

“I do. Despite our rocky start, we get on well together. Maybe we are alike. And I’m grateful for that. If Eri doesn’t like something, usually I feel the same way. It helps me to stop and think.” She let out a sigh then as we quickly jogged to our destination. I opened the door, the bell ringing, and a lazy voice called out telling us to take a seat. We grabbed a quiet table by the window and scanned the menu.

“Yes, I’m figuring everything out.” Kana continued. “Though I don’t want to go too fast, or the fun is lost. Although…” Now her face was crimson, and as the waitress, a young-looking, disinterested woman probably a couple of years older than Kana, came over, she hid her scarlet face with her sleeves, as I ordered us some treats and drinks. When the waitress nodded and scuttled off, Kana breathed out. “…I know there’s other fun after that. But I’m a greedy girl. You only get to go through the dating stage once, right? I’m a picky woman, but I’m a loyal one. When you asked me out and I said yes, that was it.”

“And I’m glad you did.” I leaned back in my chair, my eyes meeting Kana’s. “I’m reflecting on it. I treated you poorly. I’m just glad it wasn’t too late to find happiness.”

“Yeah, well… at the time it sucked, and I was angry and upset all the time.” Kana reminisced, her hand on mine across the small table. “But when you explained that it was because you liked me, and genuinely had fun and looked forward to spending time with me… my anger evaporated. And it helped me to like myself.”

“Yeah. Honestly, if I was still living a normal life, none of this happened, and I ran into you out and about, and we ended up chatting… I think just maybe you could have been the sort of girl I’d be able to fall for.”

“Of course, I probably wouldn’t have given you a chance. You’ve always been quite attractive, but… I was terribly shallow. A toxic mixture of insecurity and pride. Oh, thank you!” She nodded at the waitress, who was frowning at me as if she couldn’t quite place me, as she set down the drinks, coffee for me, and melon soda for Kana, as well as a pair of delicious-looking ice cream sundae in tall glasses.

“Wait a minute…” the waitress suddenly gasped. “You’re… you’re Akio-sama!” Her eyes went wide as she realised, and I felt prickly at the intensity of her gaze.

“Akio-sama, huh? Another fangirl? I bet if you asked her out now…” Kana smirked suggestively, and I shook my head frantically.

“No way. I’ve got enough on my plate, and… potentially more worries.” Tamamo-no-Mae and Shinkume-no-Hana. Each presents their own problems, but… that’s the trouble with bonds, they are a blessing, but also have their curses as well…

“I… oh my… uh…” The waitress was flapping her mouth like a goldfish, before her words came back to her. “Can I get a selfie, and an autograph? Please? Everyone would be so jealous…”

Kana rolled her eyes, but didn’t seem displeased, so I agreed. “All right then. But you can’t put the picture on social media or tell anyone for an hour. I don’t want our business to be disrupted.” An hour is more than enough. We should be leaving for the next shrine in fifteen minutes or so. But Kana and I don’t need to take the busses, I can carry her there in an instant, so we can relax a bit…

“Deal!” The waitress nodded frantically, and I gestured for Kana to join the photo. She was on one side of me, the waitress on the other, and as we smiled, Kana making the cute v-sign pose girls did in selfies nowadays, the picture was taken. I then signed a napkin, and Kana did too.

“So… you’re… one of his wives then?” the waitress asked. “I can see why. You have a great figure, and your hair and eyes are gorgeous. You look amazing, like a real shrine maiden.”

“Thanks. His girlfriend, actually, but yeah, we’re serious and going the distance. As for a shrine maiden… that’s because I am one. Have you seen any WTV coverage yet?”

As they chatted, the woman shook her head, and quickly turned on the restaurant’s TV. Seeing the repeat footage of earlier in the day, the waitress was enthralled, and finally left us alone, her napkins clutched like treasures.

“I’m going to have to get you a mask.” Kana grinned as she started spooning parfait into her mouth. “Hey, this isn’t bad. Honestly, you’re too recognisable. And this is with your League leashed, right? Blazing full League, Charm and Majesty, I wouldn’t be surprised if you can cause traffic accidents.”

“I’ll do my best to keep a low profile.” I snorted, taking a sip of my coffee. “I feel the same sometimes, you know. It’s petty, but when you girls attract attention, I feel rather jealous.”

“That’s good.” Kana snickered. “I’d hate for you to take us for granted. But don’t worry. I don’t mind being admired, but you’re the only one who gets to take me out on dates, kiss me… and one day soon, maybe go a little further. Just a little though. I’m not easy!”

“A shame.” I muttered, and Kana flushed crimson, eyes moist. Seeing that, I winked. “Don’t worry though, I can wait for you. Because you’re worth waiting for!”

“If you’re trying to melt my heart and make me give in, you’re going about it the right way.” Kana said at last, after a long moment of silent eating. “You know… if you really can’t wait…”

“Of course I can wait.” I shook my head. “Not because I don’t desire you. I love you Kana, just the same as the others. I can’t think of a greater joy than when we’ll finally come together. But you want to experience your dream romance. And I want you to be fulfilled. And honestly, it’s no hardship being your boyfriend, even snatching a quick date here is awesome. I feel… normal? Yeah, normal.”

“I see.” Kana placed a hand on her cheek, considering me, while she tapped the spoon idly against her half-eaten parfait, the glass chiming. “Yeah, sometimes I forget you’re under pressure all the time. Don’t worry. I’ll keep you grounded. It’s a shame Eri can’t, but much as you love her, and you’ve grown to understand she’s changed, she’ll always be your childhood friend who also is kind of like a little sister. It’s lucky you’re okay with sisterly love.” Kana winked, and I snorted, amused.

“Yeah, tease me all you want.” I started eating my own parfait. It was a little sweet, but sometimes sugar helped me think. “Aiko and me, we’re close, but…”

“Close? I’ve heard all Aiko-chan’s stories. She’s seen things no sister ever should. But… nobody cares. There’s just something about her that makes it seem hilarious. It’s comforting.”

“What is?” I asked, and Kana shrugged.

“The two biggest worries for a girl are mother-in-law and sister-in-law. If they’re mean or hard to get along with, married life will be hell. Luckily for me, Emily-chan is hilarious and supportive, and Aiko-chan is someone I can definitely be friends with. Of course, some of the mother-in-law’s are harder to deal with than others, but even Eri’s mother doesn’t pick on us. I can live with sighs and eye-rolling, and she’s slowly coming around. Got no choice, has she? Besides, my mother gets on well with her. They can commiserate with each other. I never though she’d accept us so easily, you know. But…”

“Nagi-san’s a good mother.” I agreed, and Kana nodded.

“Yeah. And soon she’ll be your mother. But first… well, don’t feel too bad about having to wait for me. Tsukiko’s resolved herself. Content yourself with making her first time special, okay? And then there’s Tan… really, are you sure?”

This is great. An easy, flirty conversation is relaxing. Even hard topics seem pleasant when Kana’s teasing me.

“Like I said, not at first, but… when I realised she genuinely cared for Shiro, and that while she’s got very different morality to us, she’s by no means one to do evil for evil’s sake, I started to see her as a friend. And she kept helping us, giving us advice, and… Shiro kept dropping hints Tan was becoming interested in me. Really, she’s… basically been a shut-in, right?”

“I can hardly believe it. Shirohebi isn’t exactly impressive, which is a shame but not a surprise, but knowing she’s Taṇhā, that really makes me worry that the Gods are lame.” Kana sipped at her melon soda noisily through her straw. “If she was from Earth, I’d picture her in soiled sweats, lying under the kotatsu munching on oranges while reading deathly dull books full of dry, technical details. But that aside… she’s still a Goddess! And despite how long she’s lived, she’s never known the touch of a man, right?”

I nodded. “Seems she was so aggrieved by her first ever attempt at seduction being dismissed without her even being recognised, she closed herself off.”

“Yeah. Lame.” Kana nodded. “I bet that guy… the Buddha, he was probably no good anyway. If I’d been there to advise her, I’d have told her the secret to a girl’s happiness.” She leaned in close, until her breath was on my ear, warm and making me shiver. “The best revenge is to show them you bagged someone better than they’ll ever be. So I’d say Tan’s halfway there!” With that, she playfully nibbled on my ear for a moment, before pulling back, face red. “Just some fanservice from me!”

As I blinked at her, surprised, she giggled. “Yeah, it’s a lot of fun, this playful teasing. I think when we’ve finally made love it’ll lose a little something, although Shaeula and the others seem happy enough, so maybe I’m overthinking it. Anyway… since Tan reacted so extremely to her rejection, I’m expecting a similar reaction to when you take her. She’ll be incredibly clingy and unwilling to let you go, I’d imagine. She may be a Goddess, but Goddesses are still girls, and I know how we think. You’d better prepare yourself. If you dump her and break her heart, she’ll chase you to whatever Hells there are and back, mark my words!”

Yeah, I can see that. “Luckily, that won’t happen, as I’ve come to care for Tan. It’s true what they say. Guys are a fool for any woman that shows them help and kindness.”

“Women can be like that too.” Kana admitted. Suddenly she laughed loudly. The waitress glanced over, before looking back to her TV. Kana then managed to get her laughter under control. When I asked her what was wrong, she giggled again, before explaining.

“They’ll have to rewrite Wikipedia and a lot of books. After all, Taṇhā has her own page, right? Nobody will believe it though. Akio, the husband of a Goddess. Well, you’re already romancing Faerie princesses, Valkyries, and mythical Yōkai from history, so…”

Troubled, I didn’t answer. We fell into a comfortable silence for a minute, finishing our drinks and ice cream, before I spoke up. “You know, your Eyes are changing.”

Eyes Of The Shrine Maiden

These Eyes are a remnant of a Divine blessing bestowed on the bloodline of a faithful worshipper, and the Adherence that created this blessing is being replenished, new compatible Adherences fortifying and merging with these Eyes.

These Eyes can perceive Aether and Adherence, as well as other similarly abnormal and esoteric phenomenon, and they can also perceive the surface thoughts of those beheld by the Eyes, though true communication is yet impossible. The Eyes are not entirely controlled at will, though the bearer’s grasp over these Eyes is steadily improving. [Class: Sufficient] [Type: Foundation]

“I knew it.” Kana nodded, impressed. “So, you’re saying that as I get more blessings from more Kami, I strengthen the Eyes?”

“I think so. But…” I tapped the table, a little nervous. “…Kana, I think I have a way to completely restore your Eyes, no, make them better than before. And the thing is… you really like my sister, don’t you?”

“Aiko-chan? Yeah, we’re good friends, despite our short acquaintance. Why, thinking of plucking out my eyes and giving them to her? There are two reasons that would be sad. Firstly, you’d not be able to peer into my beautiful dark orbs…” She smiled teasingly. “…and worse… Aiko-chan’s blue eyes are one of her best features. I mean, she’s even called Sapphire, isn’t she? She’d lose her identity. Though… to follow her dreams she’d make that sacrifice.”

“Honestly… unlike Shaeula’s Eyes, or mine… I think I’ve got a good chance of being able to transplant yours without needing a Seed.” I admitted, and Kana blinked.

“I was joking. But…” She drummed her spoon on her empty glass, thinking. “…I trust you. It’s not like you can’t regrow eyes, is it? But… no, never mind.”

“Don’t worry.” I promised, taking her hand. “I would never put you or my sis in danger carelessly. I… need to pick something up first, and I need to run some quick tests.” On Christina Bakker, I suppose. It… still doesn’t sit right with me. I’d rather test it on myself, but… I don’t think I can in this case. “I’ve also one Favour I’m certain I can give out tonight, after a bit of work. So that’ll be first, and then…”

“…I’m not greedy enough to ask for more little dates like this. It’s a long Pilgrimage, and you’ll have to spend time with everyone. But… Christmas Eve…”

“I know.” I smiled wryly. “There’ll have to be some group dates if I’m to show everyone a good time, but I’ll make sure yours is awesome, and I’ll see if I can extend it a little somehow.”

“Great. It’s one thing I missed, rejecting all those guys.” As she spoke, both our phones vibrated, and it was messages asking us where we were, as the Pilgrimage was moving on. I fired a message back saying we’d catch up before they arrived, as Kana continued.

“Seeing everyone out and about on Christmas Eve. It’s not the way I ever imagined it, but… it’ll be magical, I’m sure. My first Christmas Eve with a boyfriend.” As we stood to leave, we waved at the waitress, who looked at the clock on the wall, clearly eager to be able to share the selfie.

Opening the door for Kana with a smile, I spoke grandiosely. “After you!”

“Such a gentleman!” Kana laughed. As we stepped out into the street, she glanced into the distance. “So, are we going to run there? I’m not as fast as you.”

“Not exactly!” I replied, scooping up Kana into a princess-carry. As she clung to me, face red, I enjoyed the sensation of her body pressed against mine. “No, we’ll fly!” And with that, I took a step, and the world blurred around us, purple sparks scattering…

***

Matsumuro Tsukiko

“I trust my granddaughters are giving you no trouble, Lady Diviner? Oh, you prefer Tsukiko-chan now, yes?” the old yet still feisty woman Chiyo-san, the head of Shiba Daijingū shrine, asked, her tone dry. “I must say, I prefer this veil. I can see your lovely face behind it.”

“Thank you. I am slowly becoming more accustomed to both my name and my face being shown to the world. But today, I wish to be the Diviner, but… a new Diviner, one that is for the Gods, and also… for myself.”

“And your husband-to-be, no?” Chiyo-san remarked shrewdly, clearly amused. “Though perhaps we should call him a God in the making. Or a Kami at the least.” She squinted over to where Akio was addressing a group of the nobility who had accompanied us. Most were female, and had been gathered into Adamant, though odd exceptions did apply. “His presence is almost stifling to those of us who are… sensitive. When I first met him, I wasn’t amazingly impressed, I listened to the young Hikawa boy and gave him a chance, but… how fast times change.”

Tsukiko couldn’t help but agree. Only to her, it was far more intense. After all, I am only alive thanks to Akio. He saved me from dissolution, nurtured the dying embers of my spirit, and breathed life into them. Although… Haru-san drifted across the grounds, looking frazzled and harried. She too was participating in the Pilgrimage, as extra strength would be welcome for her, but sadly as always she was working too, clipboard and tablet computer in hand.

…I am technically not alive, just like Haru-san always jokes. But… if this is not life, it still satisfies me greatly. Oh, my thoughts wander…

It was a thrill. She could feel Akio’s League reverberating inside her. She was connected on many levels to him, and as his spiritual presence grew, that feeling only intensified. It was similar to when Tsukuyomi visited her in her visions and dreams. Akio’s spiritual calibre was incomparable to Tsukuyomi’s, of course, but as it was closer at hand, not communicated over impossible distances, it somehow felt more real.

“Your face is red, Tsukiko-chan. Thinking of something interesting?” Chiyo-san teased. “If so, I approve. Honestly, your life, while lived honourably, was a cold one. The Gods are above our mortal matters. I pray that the boy doesn’t lose his humanity, should his strengths exceed the bounds of what is human.”

“He shall not!” Tsukiko declared firmly, and Chiyo-san raised one eyebrow, as if to question her words. Tsukiko’s flush deepened, but she was unwilling to relent.

“He shall not!” she repeated for emphasis. “For no matter how far he walks along his Path… it is a path we can walk too, alongside him. Our… our love…” Yes. I love him. I do. It is strange, and still surprises me that I can feel this way, but… he is the man who tore down the chains around my heart, and showed me that the Definite is not what I feared. I am a sheltered woman who shall trouble him greatly, yet… I know he will cherish me. Though there is one complication. Finding herself smiling, she persisted. “…will anchor him, as his protection shields us. Besides, it is not just us. Everyone supports him. Even you, Chiyo-san. And to answer your earlier question, your granddaughters are participating without problems. They are cheerful girls and are popular with their peers. Though admittedly, they do not stand out compared to some others.”

“That’s my granddaughters. Always slacking off.” Chiyo-san chuckled. “Of course they are popular, they probably play around and encourage others to do the same. So, will it work?”

Tsukiko nodded. “We have had successes already. Though I feel sorry for Akio and Haru-san, who are keeping track. If I had to surmise, after this shrine, they may well have secured their Kami-Blessed Class. I believe they are in the Boundary making offerings as we speak.”

“It’s a damn shame… this is a shrine to Amaterasu and Toyouke-no-Okami, after all.” Chiyo-san smirked. “No doubt our Princess feels very at home here, as we venerate the same Gods as Ise Grand Shrine. Of course, they are far too powerful to dwell here, but it seems some minor Kami do lurk here after all.”

“Yes.” Tsukiko agreed. “I met them during my venture to the Boundary here. They were most welcoming and did enjoy the sake and strong spirts we offered, as well as the makeup and beautiful fabrics and clothing.”

“Makes sense.” Chiyo-san sniffed. “This is a shrine renowned for bringing happiness to women. It hardly surprises me the Kami here are enticed by such.” She then snickered nastily. “You had best watch the boy closely. If he woos the Kami here, you’ll have more rivals, Tsukiko-chan!”

“I welcome a challenge.” Tsukiko surprised herself. “I… went to my own death, if not willingly, then with bravery and dignity. This challenge can hardly be so perilous. Besides…” I remember, he finds me beautiful, often praises me. “…I am to his tastes. For he has told me so. And he is no liar.”

“You have it bad, girl. But I’m happy to see it. I am not one to believe that we should sacrifice ourselves without some reward at the word of the Gods. Else we are merely their toys.” Chiyo-chan snorted with laughter. “And speaking of things I am happy to see, it looks as if my granddaughters have returned. Though instead of greeting their dear grandmother, they have gone running to your beloved. Jealous?”

Tsukiko shook her head, clearly immune to her teasing. After all, I have known her a long time. Though our relationship has changed, before, she was more… detached, keeping a respectful distance from me. “I know they are simply eager to see if they have succeeded. Only Akio can tell for now. Do you want to ask them?”

Chiyo-san shook her head. “No need. I can tell from here. Speaking of… your parents, how is your relationship? It must be tough, resetting it after so many years, but… you still have the chance. Perhaps that is one of the greatest gifts of all.”

“It is… different.” Tsukiko admitted. “But fortunately, just as Akio will never walk his Path alone, my parents have those who understand them. Despite being older, they have found common ground with the families of the others, Akio’s included. Gradually they are able to talk with me normally, to see me as their daughter, and not just as the Diviner.”

As they talked, Tsukiko saw Akio pat the heads of Chiyo-san’s granddaughters, who, with beaming smiles, rushed off to Haru-san, who began tapping away as they talked. “It seems your granddaughters are the newest successes. Although… gaining the Class is but a single step.”

“Yes. And you are hardly satisfied with just that.” Chiyo-san agreed. “But a single step is often enough to change a great many things. So… what step will you take, Tsukiko-chan?”

I am resolved. “At Gassan shrine, under sight of Tsukuyomi, I shall remove all doubt of my intentions, and become one with him. I shall not turn back. I do not want to.” Knowing her face was pink under her sheer veil, she narrowed her slightly slanted, crimson eyes. “Because beyond one step, is another, and another… and for the rest of my days, I shall be advancing. My stagnation, my frozen life as the Diviner, it shall thaw. I shall be a new me, and a new Diviner. Tsukuyomi still has my worship, but my heart belongs to another.”

“Well said.” Chiyo-san chuckled. “Now, it is nearly time for you all to leave. A busy morning you have had.”

“Yes. More than a dozen true shrines and temples already, with many more yet to come today. We have two more stops, and then… Kanda-myōjin.”

“Ah yes, that shrine. I hear there is something rather… interesting… planned for there.” Chiyo-san chuckled.

Tsukiko nodded. “I shall be speaking. As will many guests. Japan, the world, shall see the truth. For only through truth can we banish evil. I know this well. Secrecy no longer serves our needs. Just as the light of the sun and the moon illuminate all, so shall our words.”

“I can hardly wait to watch. If I was younger, I would follow the route myself, even without the need to participate. But instead, I’ll watch this WTV you have now. How things change rapidly, when I first met the boy…” Chiyo-san glanced over at Akio, who was now talking to Yukiko, Tsukiko’s dear friend. “…he was hardly wealthy. Yes, how times change. At least you’ll want for nothing, Tsukiko-chan. A rich husband is a blessing.”

“Even if he had nothing, I would still yearn for him.” Tsukiko insisted, and Chiyo-san clicked her tongue.

“Don’t be so sensitive, girl. It’s true, women in love don’t like their feelings questioned. For you I suppose it is worse than most. Anyway…” Chiyo-san yawned, stretching. “That granddaughter of the old fox Yasuhide-san is doing well too. A shame. Susanoo really outdid themselves with their stupidity this time. Ren-kun, that damn fool…”

Tsukiko could only nod. It grieved her, the fates of those of the faith who had been unable to accept the new order. Sadly, I must harden my heart. Just as the faith has dwindled over the last fifteen hundred years, more will fall at this last hurdle. But… As Tsukiko watched, those not of the faith celebrating as Akio told them they had succeeded, those that had not yet won their Class temporarily dejected, she made a vow in her heart. …those that are no longer with us shall be replaced. And all will respect Akio and the role he has played in this resurgence. Even… even the Gods themselves!