Moon's Child ( Yukine x Reader ) (A Noragami Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

"Sukii!" A pink-haired girl tackled me to the ground. Her arms swarmed across my petite body. Damn. I just got here and I'm already being attacked. Yato just said, "This is Tsukine. She's my new regalia." And then this new girl was jumping my bones, after hestitating, whether it was sexually or not. I didn't really want to know. She was on top of me in a moment, her knee between my legs. "Aw, Sukii, you're so pretty." I was being squished underneath her body, her lower body pressed against me as she studied my face awkwardly. "I want to comb your hair. What does it look like when it's wet? Oh can I take a bath with you? I'd love to wash it." She ran a hand through my silver hair. She supported herself with her elbows, her face six inches away. From far away, it would've looked like an intimate moment.

My cheeks flushed. This was the first time someone had touched me, not including when Hiyori laced her hands through my hair or when she guided me to her home. This was different. The three stood by the entrance of her shrine, watching me being attacked by this odd woman and offering no support. Her hands moved and began roamed down my chest, onto my breasts. "Oh how lovely! What size are you? Oh! The same as Hyorin huh?" She giggled. ? Hyorin? Whats with this girl and nicknames? Nevermind that, get her off! I screamed internally. She felt around for a little bit. "Yatty! She's a lovely regalia! I'm so glad we get to meet her!"

"Help me!" I shouted to the three. They all took a step backwards. That was when the girl took notice of Yukine. She reached out to pull him down too.

Yukine fell down with me, side-by-side. The girl squeezed us two closer to each other, my head resting in the crook of his neck. My hands were flat against his chest, as if I was trying to push him away. His arms lay limp by his sides. "Yukki!" She exclaimed. Yukki, eh? That was cute. Looks like he had a nickname too.

"Hi, Kofuku. No need to injure Tsukine," he laughed nervously. A blush was on his cheeks. Kofuku. That was a pretty name. Wait. Wasn't that a god's name? It sounded vaguely familiar.

A man, who looked in his late thirties, sighed. Was her tackling someone a daily thing? And who was he? Maybe he was Kofuku's shinki. "Now, now, Kofuku. Get off them two. It's probably extremely awkward for them." It was indeed, strange old guy. It was indeed.

"Aw, Daikoku, don't be such a party-pooper." She said teasingly, slipping something into my pocket. Fortunately, she got off us, leaving us to awkwardly sit a good three feet away from each other. We both looked down at our laps, Kofuku giggling like mad, winking. Yato murmured something about already giving him enough blight to last a week. Hiyori was smiling brightly. Maybe I should just look at it later.

"Dinner time!" Kofuku exclaimed. She gestured to the table filled with food. "We were eating before you arrived so dig in."

I looked distastefully at the food. I had lost all appetite after being attacked by Kofuku. Smilingly meekly, I spoke up, "I think I'll just go rest. Where am I sleeping?" I asked the crowd of people in this little shrine, picking up the fallen duffel bag as I did so.

Hiyori smiled. "I'll lead the way." She began to walk off into another wing of the shrine. Quickly, I followed so I wouldn't lose sight of her. "Sorry about Kofuku. She gets really excited when she meets new people, especially girls. She did the exact same thing when I met her." She laughed. "She's a goddess. Specifically, the goddess of poverty."

"What's Yato?" I asked her curiously. It wasn't revealed when he introduced himself. She stopped and I bumped into her. "Gomenasai." I told her.

She held up her hand. "It's alright. I shouldn't've stopped so suddenly." She began to open the door. "And I'll let him tell you who he is when he wants to. It's really not my place to tell."