Even Posing as a Hero is Easy–Why? Cause I’m a God–

A large city in Japan.

Me, Furukawa Bigushi (with Kaikahi this Miko) was overlooking a massive construction site from the rooftop of an expensive apartment.

The blue japanese clothes flashed in the wind and the knife on the waist swayed.

Under the eyes construction as if to flatten everything. Sounds like zoning for the Olympics.

Shovelker takes off the road and Bulldozer carries dirt and sand.

And my god body - now I'm moving the big rock that has even become a Taoist god, crushing it.

Oh, and I looked up into heaven and sighed. Lower your legs back and the waste will squeal in vain.

"I've worked hard for over a thousand years...... I couldn't be a god..."

I used to be counted as a pillar of eight million, a clean god.

But I haven't done anything to amuse humans and I've behaved arrogantly.

But that was a mistake.

Especially in the Edo period. It was fatal not to whisper his name standing on the dream pillow of Shenzhen Honju, who re-evaluated ancient affairs.

Why do we have to sell the festivities to humans?

I didn't understand at the time.

Even that Great God of Heavenly Photography said he was taking to Shenzhen Honjo's pillow.

I had lost sight of the fact that the original of the ancient book itself had already been lost.

In the end, my name disappeared from the ancient book and I became a vagrant god.

Still, there was still a shrine at the time where the sacred body was celebrated.

But in the aftermath of Meiji's divine Buddhist separation decree, the unnamed company of God was crushed by the call of the hideout of Chechnya.

Then only the gods were placed in the triangle of the way to gather a little faith.

- But.

As you can see. Even your body was crushed when you were caught in the construction landscape.

It became impossible to make contact with people.

This is the end of God who did not flatter people and behaved arrogantly.

I don't have anything anymore.

I shook my head gently. I couldn't help but immerse myself in sentiment.

How much I regretted it, there was no way I could have saved it.

- Do you wanna go home?

When I took the bottle of hippocampus, which I lowered to my waist, I sprinkled the water round to surround myself standing.

And put your hands together and cast a spell.

"Connect the sky with time, God of the Heavenly Bird Ship. Respond to my call and be the way to cross with the other side! -" Divergent Divine Gate ""

Bun - and a rainbow round space opens its mouth in front of me.

What will they say when they return with their bare hands, when they have come down from the high heavens, bragging that they will be gods who are greeted with praise by the people?

Just thinking about it was depressing. - Hmm?

"Ah, yabe! I forgot to specify my destination!

It's been too long since I've forgotten about a spell that moves dimensionally.

Where my torso was sucked in, I resisted desperately with my fingers on the edge of the rainbow inlet.

"Hey, wait a minute! Stop!

I can't stop where I screamed. Suction to the point of stiffness.

That is the power of God that still gathers faith.

You can't win a fall.

The fingertip slipped away from the edge with resistance.

It sucks in all at once and shakes as your body goes around.

Visible blue skies, white clouds, brown construction sites melt away as they interact.

"Wow! Stop -! Let it start over -, fool!!

I bummed my hands and resisted, but before the spell I activated once, I was powerless.

He was flown across the dimension, not knowing where he was going.