Chapter 98: Married for Eighteen Years

Facts have proved that myths can only be called myths if they retain enough mystery.

The legendary beginning of heaven and earth, the birthplace of the Three Pillars of God, can only maintain its primitive, vast and beautiful beauty when it exists in endless imagination.

As for this Takama-ga-hara before us...

As a burst of blue light appeared in the center of the reception square, Miss Suzuki silently raised her head and looked at the towering office building not far away.

There are six big golden words on the entrance of the building: Takama-ga-hara Office.

It is still written in Traditional Chinese.

Yuzhu Tower probably really made all the arrangements behind the scenes. There was even a receptionist waiting for the garden here. He held up a cardboard with her name on it and waved vigorously from a distance. Seeing that he couldn't attract her attention, he jumped twice. The picture was as cheerful as an unemployed tour guide who often hangs around the airport, holding a small flag and blocking the gate to force customers.

Especially a chatterbox.

Miss Suzuki, who exuded an elegant smell of money, followed him around the building, turning here and there and taking a bunch of small paths. Along the way, she met three wild cats, a group of flying birds, and two young lovers squatting in a corner talking about breaking up.

There is not any divine level at all.

After jumping over a puddle again, Miss Suzuki opened her dead eyes coldly, and in a trance she felt as if she was a fallen girl who was about to be abducted.

Because the receptionist's chatter was too annoying, Yuanzi, who was good at daydreaming, naturally blocked out the other person's voice.

So when she came to her senses with a deep sense of bitterness and hatred, she felt a little unwell.

The destination was a particularly busy government hall with seven doors from left to right and a crowd of people in front of each door.

It's like entering a bank.

Yuanzi thought that judging by this fashionable style, registering for household registration might really mean what it means literally, just filling out a form and you can get your household registration.

——She was afraid that she would not have the chance to describe Amaterasu's appearance to Xiaolan.

Ten minutes later, Suzuki Sonoko was led by the receptionist into a private reception room.

The environment here is quieter than outside, the smell is better than outside, and even the desk in front of the salesperson is longer than outside!

Maybe because the table was too long and there was no space, two chairs were placed side by side on this half. Yuanzi pulled out the one on the right and sat down. When he looked down, he saw a pure black signature pen in front of him.

Is it really just filling out a form?

When she looked up, the salesperson handed her a pink form.

Miss Suzuki originally wanted to finish it quickly, but after taking off the pen cap, she couldn't find a place to start writing for a long time.

"Are you sure this is a household registration?"

The tone is very uncertain.

The new lucky girl picked up a corner of the form and flipped it to the front with a click. Three big words were printed in black at the top of the page.

Marriage.

Even if the household registration booklet really looked like this in the eyes of the gods, Yuanzi was puzzled when he counted the two spaces at the bottom for the signature: "If I sign alone, will it work?"

The salesperson was stunned by her question. He opened his mouth to explain when there was a short but rhythmic knock on the door.

Yuanzi tilted her head sensitively: This kind of knocking usually does not have any questioning meaning. Rather than "Can I come in?", it is more like a declaration that "someone is about to come in."

People who are used to being housekeepers usually knock on the door like this.

With a series of clear creaking sounds, a long-haired old man wearing white gloves came in first, followed by two men in suits. They were tall and strong, and they stood in front of the door like a wall, and the ceiling was lowered a few centimeters due to the crowd.

Ms. Suzuki, who has always lived a very dignified life, first reacted by thinking that a god was trying to cut in line.

The second reaction was that the gods were bullying people.

In this kind of situation where one can only bully others by relying on power, if she can't bring along bodyguards, wouldn't she have already lost a huge advantage from the start?!

However, as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.

The chaebol girl was very flexible. Sonoko thought that if this guy who cut in line told her to get out without saying anything, then given the unclear situation, she would have no choice but to put on airs and get out in a threatening manner... and look good.

Fortunately, the two men in suits did not have the bad habit of threatening passers-by at will. After entering the door, they moved to the sides and quickly made way for them to get out.

A pale man stood in the gap.

The handsome Sonoko was stunned.

He was wearing a tight three-piece suit, with a long, thick windbreaker draped loosely over his shoulders. He was tall but looked very thin. He didn't have bags under his eyes, but looking at him made people feel that he was very tired.

This kind of Rui is quite different from Emiya Kiritsugu.

The magician was completely disheartened, so he was very depressed, but the fatigue of the man (?) in front of him was more reflected on the physical level, while mentally he felt a kind of continuous upward excitement.

Yuanzi stared at the man for a long time and couldn't think of any specific adjective to describe him. She just felt that there seemed to be a particularly optimistic terminally ill patient standing in front of her, and his handsomeness gave her a contradictory and shocking feeling.

The young man looked weak inside and out, holding onto the door frame and coughing twice.

Sonoko saw the man covering his mouth with a handkerchief to slow down, then he slowly (looking weak) but inexplicably determinedly pulled out another chair and sat down next to her as if it was his right.

Sonoko: What is this for?

Whatever she was thinking about was clearly reflected in her eyes, so it didn't make much sense whether she said it or not. The young man looked at her and felt a little helpless. After putting down his handkerchief, he pursed his lips awkwardly and tried to smile at her.

But he might not be used to making such a soft expression. After trying again and again (looking dazed), he just nodded at her and deliberately turned his gaze to the table on the desk.

He leaned over to take a look, and seemed surprised to see a blank screen. After pondering for a moment, he took the pen from Yuanzi's hand.

Sonoko watched him fill in all the boxes on the husband's side until he finished the last stroke. He breathed a sigh of relief, then turned the form over and pushed it back to her along the edge of the table.

Yuanzi looked up in confusion. The young man seemed to be unable to hold back his coughing. He pushed the pen next to her hand, then immediately turned his head and covered his mouth.

The long-haired old butler quickly took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket.

Miss Suzuki lowered her head blankly while coughing deliberately. On the form, a name was already written on the left half of the signature area.

えびす.

Ebisu.

Yuanzi's fingertips rubbed the characters "husband" and "wife" placed side by side on both sides of her cousin, and she suddenly realized what was going on.

——This Tama has nothing to do with cultural differences!

——This form is used to apply for marriage!

Something is not right...

Suzuki Sonoko looked around. Apart from the two who followed in, she looked out through the crack in the door and saw a row of densely packed legs. There were at least ten burly men in black suits waiting in the corridor!

The staff in front of her were unfamiliar. The tour guide who looked like a human trafficker had disappeared eight hundred years ago. Yuanzi held the pen that seemed to still carry the body temperature of another person, drew her sword and looked around in confusion.

She thought: Am I being forced to get married?

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Suzuki Sonoko felt that she might be getting her comeuppance.

Her family used threats and bribes to coerce Kiritsugu Emiya and never gave him a chance to refuse.

Now, ten steps away from her stood ten burly men of unknown combat ability (guessing them to be divine weapons, the only divine weapon she knew was Kurone-chan, so if we substitute them, the difficulty would be about the same as escaping from the encirclement formed by ten Kurosaki Ichigos).

Sonoko had a premonition: if she didn't sign the marriage agreement, she might not even have the chance to walk out of this office alive.

But now I've signed here, and now I'm going to marry Emiya Kiritsugu...

Oh my god, doesn’t this constitute bigamy?

Or cross-border bigamy.

If both worlds sentence her once... wouldn't she have to be in prison from the time she was alive to the time after her death?

When she was alive, she was quite wealthy and powerful, and she was able to quietly exploit legal loopholes, but after her death...

Sonoko looked down again and recalled her meager religious knowledge: Ebisu seemed to be the only native god among the Seven Lucky Gods, the firstborn son of Yin Shen and Yang Shen who was born without hands and feet.

Most importantly: He is in charge of the money.

The big name is God of Wealth.

Thinking of this, Yuanzi always felt that some clues in her mind were about to be strung together. She secretly glanced at the man again: What's the name of Leech? Isn't he quite handsome...

Ebisu tried to smile.

Sonoko quickly lowered her head, thinking that this dreaminess was a bit too much: although the one in charge of household registration in the divine world was not Amaterasu Omikami, and the gods here were dressed simply like grassroots civil servants -

——But she is very likely to become the sister-in-law of Omikami!!!

Although she thought about it, she was still very hesitant when it came to actually taking action. On the other side, Ebisu seemed to have just noticed her hesitation, and his whole body revealed a bit of inexplicable surprise.

"Are you...troubled by something?"

Sonoko rolled her eyes without saying a word.

You are forcing me to get married, and your tone sounds so innocent?

However, Ebisu himself is good-looking, and his sickly nature makes him look mysteriously gentle, making people want to forgive him no matter what he does. So every time Sonoko criticizes him in her heart, she subconsciously becomes infatuated with him for a while, and it seems like she is staring at him in a daze.

Ebisu was calmed by her look and even raised his hand to touch the girl's hair.

Yuanzi was confused when she suddenly smelled a light medicinal scent. She had been used to being touched on the head since she was a child. Although she subconsciously dodged for a moment, she felt comfortable with the touch and inexplicably became as still as a mountain.

Ebisu probably also felt that the touch was good, a rare way to get close to him. He pursed his lips and asked in a tone that was inexplicably inclined towards scientific research, "Will you get used to it?"

"If you're not used to it, I'll continue looking for information on this."

Yuanzi had already run eight hundred circles in her mind at this time, connecting the criminal who forced marriage in front of her with the owner of the karma line mentioned by the King of Gold, and thought to herself, it turns out that it is you who caused me to have only bad love affairs!

So the "arrangement" that Yuzhuta mentioned also refers to your time, right?

But this also means one thing.

Yuanzi secretly glanced at the other person's lower body: There should be no reproductive isolation between him and me.

But: "I have an agreement with someone else before, so I can't get married casually now. If you don't mind, we can discuss and make an appointment to have a child..."

Ebisu wasn't in a very good mental state. He seemed to be slightly dizzy and didn't hear what she said clearly, but he still tried to comfort her, "This is just a formality, but the specific ceremony of the wedding must be made up."

He calculated the date and said, "The Divine Meeting will be in two days. Let's arrange the wedding time first and then talk about other things."

Suzuki Sonoko, who always talks to herself and has never been surpassed, called him a joke. Suddenly, I kind of understood Mr. Emiya's mood a few days ago.

wrong.

What does "make up for the wedding ceremony" mean?

"What are you talking about...as if I'm already married to you?"

The staff member, who had been a wallflower for a long time, was stunned when he heard her mumbling and said, "You originally got a shortcut to the godhood because of marriage."

After saying that, he shook the marriage certificate in his hand and said, "So this is the simplest way to register."

Yato's face suddenly flashed through Sonoko's mind.

When they first met, Yato once said: "That great god of fortune gave more than half of his blessings and power to you. Except for the lack of divinity, you have never been any different from ordinary gods."

Suzuki Sonoko calmly confirmed her thoughts back then: This great god of fortune really has a crush on me.

Look, he is forcing me to get married, right?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Ebisu again: He gave her so much power, wouldn't he be affected?

Or is it because he gave too much power to himself, so he looks so sick now and has to apply so many medicines?

I suddenly felt a little touched...

Sonoko thought to herself, where is Nekomata Gu Zong and Asakura Ye Wang?

Isn’t it said that after the mark is made, it will be easier to take over the body?

—Since her feelings were genuine, then was her act of calling out to the Ancient King, wanting to erase the mark, a cold-blooded, unilateral declaration of a breakup?!

Perhaps it was because the air in Takama-ga-hara was spiritual, her amnesiac brain became extra sensitive, and the grand wedding on the platform flashed through her mind again.

Because of this scene, Sonoko wanted to build an identical venue and marry Emiya Kiritsugu again.

But that's not right, she touched her chest: If this picture is real, and Shang Long is a real person, then wouldn't she have to get married again?

She counted on her fingers and found it was three times heavier!

And she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she had a vague feeling that her ex-husband named Shang Long didn't seem to be dead yet.

If she signed this one today...

Concubine.

For some reason, this word suddenly flashed through Suzuki Sonoko's mind.

But mainstream society doesn’t recognize this thing!

Yuanzi somehow remembered that this meant "merchants value profit over separation", so whenever he went to a place to do business, he would settle down there, and the wives he married were all of the same generation, without distinguishing between wives and concubines.

But if you really think about it, it's just a nice name. In essence, the first wife is considered the wife, and the ones after her are concubines. That's why the literati are ashamed of this.

etc.

Yuanzi was suddenly stunned: Our family is a businessman, and it has been passed down for several generations!

——So the soil that breeds scumbags is actually inherited from our ancestors?

The "scumbag" Miss Suzuki sat there with a bitter look on her face, biting her fingernails.

Ebisu covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed twice.

He seemed really ill, but his tone was still gentle as he asked, "What's wrong?"

Sonoko then went to look at the marriage certificate signed by the man, thinking that the man was the God of Wealth after all, and this was no longer something that could be controlled by their family's "wealthy" attribute.

In other words, this is also a pure and unpretentious man who sees her true nature through her money!

Although I don't know how he fell in love at first sight, and how he secretly got into a de facto marriage with me, but if we count the first come first served and the one with real status, it should still be that [Shang Long]!

A married woman deceived Isaburo Daimyojin into marriage. Sonoko felt that the consequences were serious and their family might not be able to bear it.

So even under the deadly gazes of ten men in black, Suzuki Sonoko still told them the objective fact that she had been married once.

"Everything is based on first come first served."

She tried to reason with him, "That man and I actually had a wedding ceremony. We even wrote our names in a book. There were a lot of people watching..."

Ebisu tilted his head, and his pale and indifferent appearance was tinged with a sweet and pure aura because of doubt.

"If it's first come, first served."

He pursed his lips and said defensively, "I was the one who married you first."

Sonoko: ...

Sonoko: "Impossible!"

Although she has a bad memory, she has a very long memory for handsome guys. Even if she loses interest in them for a while and forgets about them, she can still remember them after spending some time the next time they meet.

As for Ebisu's face, she had definitely never seen it before!

"The first person I wanted to marry was Xiaolan," Suzuki Sonoko remembered it very clearly, pointing her finger at him and saying, "I was four years old at that time."

Ebisu, who had been leaning upright in his chair, leaned forward and raised his hand to hold hers, carefully pressing his four fingers back into a fist and clasping them in his palm. He met her eyes again, raised his clenched fist, and told her, "When you were only this age, your mother married you to me."

Sonoko: “Huh?”

From ancient times to the present, there has always been the idea of ​​worshipping the wife of God.

Although Yuanzi herself did not remember it, she had the habit of offering a girl as a wife to the sea god every few years and praying for his blessing when she accidentally entered the gate to the liar village where she landed five hundred years ago.

The old lady who took her in lied to her because she couldn't bear to see her granddaughter die. If Shang Long hadn't rushed to rescue her, and the broken ship on which Yuanzi lay had sunk to the bottom, she would have been married to the "God of the Sea".

However, the sea god is probably just worshipped by ignorant people, but the great god Ebisu is real.

In a chapter a long time ago, we said that Ms. Tomoko Suzuki is a returnee who has studied abroad for many years. She does not believe in Shintoism, but she does not reject worshipping gods. However, her worship method is typical of psychological comfort, and she only worships the famous gods on various lists.

Especially the God of Wealth.

Their family has always donated a lot of money. To put it in a more vivid way, they are like the fans who have registered with the official authorities. They are often called upon by the real bosses, and their suggestions are easily taken seriously.

Before the economic crisis that year, Tomoko went to worship the gods again after her eldest daughter was hastily engaged to the Tozawa family at the age of two.

That time, Ebisu happened to be completing a new generation of transformation.

The so-called change of generations is the rebirth of gods.

Even gods can be injured and die due to various reasons, but as long as their own faith is still there, they will soon be reunited and a new, young god will be born. They will grow up slowly under the guidance of their own divine weapons and take on their own priesthood again.

Mainstream Shinto gods like Ebisu are reborn particularly quickly. It is very likely that if he died yesterday, a new Ebisu would be formed in the faith at Akihabara Shrine on the next day.

At that time, Lady Tomoko stood in front of the main palace and bowed, and the new Ebisu was reborn in the bright white light that was invisible above her head.

The reborn God of Wealth looks about six years old, with a confused look on his soft face.

Ms. Tomoko prays for the safety of her family.

Child Ebisu was wearing a miniature hunting robe and sitting on the platform, looking at her curiously.

Ms. Tomoko prays for good fortune.

The child Ebisu was touched by this "prayer" that was close to the priesthood, and naturally remembered his own name.

Ms. Tomoko thought of her daughter who was betrothed to another man at a very young age, and silently prayed that her family would always be safe and prosperous, so that Ayako would always have a family to support her and would not have to worry about her husband's family for the rest of her life.

For this, she prayed: I am willing to offer you anything precious and provide you with the highest level of offerings.

——Ms. Pengzi’s original intention was to give money, no matter how much incense money was required.

——Or if it’s more serious, let her shorten her daughter’s life.

These words were absolutely sincere. Even if Suzuki Tomoko was a utilitarian god-worshiper, at least at that moment, her thoughts were very sincere.

But Ms. Tomoko didn't know that when she said that, she was actually pregnant.

For gods, the highest level of offering is always human.

Ebisu, who was about to be reborn with only his ignorant instincts left, felt a pain in his heart when he was overwhelmed by this devout and firm intention.

The six-year-old boy touched his chest and tilted his head in confusion.

"Hey," the boy asked her, swinging his legs, "Do you really want to do this?"

Unfortunately, Ms. Tomoko couldn't see him and was still muttering to herself.

Ebisu still had some so-called "common sense" in his mind, and he wanted to say that sacrificing girls was no longer popular after the theocratic era, but the believers were so persistent that he felt embarrassed to refuse.

Maybe it's a boy?

With this thought in mind, the young Isaburo Daimyojin jumped off the table, raised his hand to touch the belly of the female believer, closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and then let out a small "Ah".

She's actually a girl...

Then you can't refuse.

While Ms. Tomoko finished making her wish and ringing the bell, little Ebisu stood in the inner hall of the main palace, shyly rubbing the ground with his heels.

He said, "Okay then."

So in a dimension that Ms. Tomoko Suzuki could not see, the moment she stepped out of the shrine, as she said "Okay", a divine light suddenly flashed on the newly formed soul in her belly.

This is a positive response from the God of Wealth.

Suzuki Tomoko's second daughter was born as a god's wife.

At this point, the thin young man who looked like a handsome office worker slowly leaned forward and, under Sonoko's gaze, pressed his forehead against hers. With a calm yet firm expression, he told her, "You were born to marry me."

"Or rather, from the day I was born."

"You're already married to me."

The author has something to say: Suzuki Sonoko has been a human being since birth｜wife attribute, she has never been a girl...

The thread of fate was indeed not tied to her. It was her mother who married her off at the behest of her parents and the matchmaker.

I remember writing about it a long time ago (a few chapters ago?) that her family's wealth began to double around the time Sonoko was born. This is not a family favored by the God of Wealth, this is the God of Wealth's own father-in-law.

But he is not that sweet in nature. Ebisu is from "Noragami". Let me explain to those who haven't seen it. He is from the same set as Yato. He is a kind-hearted and natural villain.

The next chapter will be a flashback to the past. Good night everyone.

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