Shinseki No Ko To Otomori Dakara [upd] 95%

“I am the tomori who will be needed when the bulldozers come. I am the god who refuses to die. I am you, Kaito. Shinseki no ko to otomori dakara. Because you are the child of a god and a retainer, you can wear the mask of both. But only for one night.”

When he opened his eyes, the excavator was frozen mid-lurch. The men were statues. The air smelled of thunder. shinseki no ko to otomori dakara

Kaito returned to the shrine as dawn broke. The spring was still muddy. His mother’s voice was still faint. But the shimenawa rope around the sacred tree had grown a single new twist of green. “I am the tomori who will be needed