[ What is that incessant beeping? Who the hell is texting? JFC she's been out all day taking care of ayakashi can't a war god get any sleep? That does it. She's turning her phone off at night starting tomorrow.
Her response comes in a few minutes later because hey, checking the time and making sure she figures out how to use this phone properly. ]
Name the time and place. We're doing a brief sweep of the city before the fiendish hour at the moment but I can try to answer whatever questions you might have.
[ Hey, if he wants to talk now, that's fine too. Besides, she's eager to hear what Tsuzuki's found. ]
Ueno Park in half an hour? I'll be by the zoo entrance.
[He doesn't mind asking over text message, he just doesn't know cell phones well enough to know how easy it might be for someone to read those texts. Meeting up in a place swarming with mortals to talk face to face just seems safer.
Tsuzuki's increasingly convinced that he's not immune to whatever might've taken out his predecessor.]
[ She's gotta take the kids home with the family cat. Though she's actually considered taking Kazuma but... this sounds like the kind of conversation that would have him worrying on the way home so... she'll go alone. ]
[True to his word, Tsuzuki heads straight for the park, buys an ice cream cone from one of the vendors hanging out around the zoo entrance selling sweets to families out for the afternoon, and leans against a wall to finish it while he waits. The crows seem to be better at spotting him than the mortal humans, and one particularly stubborn one keeps hopping up and aiming for his soft serve.
At four-thirty, he's just taking the last bite of cone and flapping his arms at the ominously approaching crow. It's trying to bite his hand.]
They're notorious for wanting more than a fair share of whatever it is you're eating.
[ Her warning is only because the first thing she spots is Tsuzuki trying to fend off his unwanted companion. There's a story she has involving ningyoyaki and crows but she'll save that for another day.
Surprisingly, none of her shinki are with her. Not even the familiar cherry blossom shaped earring Tsuzuki probably saw her with the few times they've met. She looks like an ordinary office lady, strangely enough. ]
I take it you found something interesting, apart from the soft serve?
[The amusement fades from Tsuzuki's expression as he straightens up to look at her. They could be any two office workers blending in with the crowd: even if someone happened to have enough spiritual sensitivity to notice them, they won't stand out. It makes him feel safer.]
The day I found myself here, Tajimamori's presence disappeared from his main temple in Toyooka, and all of his devoted followers stopped showing up.
[He casts a nervous glance at her.] And, on top of that, I got the names of some of those followers, and the ones I could track down don't even remember going to the temple.
It's like someone wiped him out of their memories.
[ The look on her face is clearly surprise. And not the pleasant sort of surprise either. Sure, Tajimamori is a minor god. Certainly not one in the same level as she or Kagutsuchi or Amaterasu but he's still a god.
She needs to sit down after that and thankfully there's a bench within reach.
She takes her time to think this over, legs crossed and hand resting under her chin as she stares into the crowd. One can only imagine the impression she'd be giving if any mortal did notice them. ]
He momentarily disappeared from their memory... I'd assume until your arrival.
[ It's the only clear conclusion she could draw. But then she looks up at Tsuzuki. ]
[ Her frown only deepens. None of this is adding up. But even if she's mentally taken note of that, she doesn't quite comment on it if only for the fact that she's still mulling over what he's said.
So instead, she'll just lead in to what she asked him. ]
...those gods who are fortunate enough to have believers don't die. Not literally. They are reborn after death without memory of their previous lives as gods.
[ And at this, she'll turn her attention to him because she can only guess what he's thinking. ]
But not like you are. They appear as children.
[ Don't worry, Tsu. She has a point in telling you this. ]
Not even death can cause a god to be forgotten, no matter how brief. The lesser ones who have no temples can be forgotten but not gods as established as Tajimamori. I can only assume Tsukiyomi and Susano'o's followers could have experienced the same lapse in memory.
[Shit, two new gods fooled him?! This new Susano'o sure has the dangerous temper down, though. He runs a hand through his hair, thinking.]
Anyway. So if you want to get rid of a god, you've got to get rid of their believers.
Like, say, by making those believers forget about him first, then taking him out. Tajimamori's one thing, but who could do something like that to Susano'o?
[And why bring new people in to replace them, once they've been destroyed?]
I'm afraid so. Though right now, I'm more concerned with making sure not to raise suspicion unless whoever is responsible catches wind of an investigation.
[ There's a click of her tongue at that. ]
As... absurd... as this Susano'o is, he seems benign. He told me he knew the boy who called himself Tsukiyomi and that Tsukiyomi was some kind of minor god from Shibuya.
[ That's what she understood from when they spoke, after all. Can't blame her. It was all a haze of alcohol that day. ]
Sound as your theory is, it does beg the question of who would do this, why... and how is he manipulating so many people in such little time?
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