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Yato stared at her immediately, completely emotionless. The words Hiyori told him had made Yato nothing more than a speechless blushing god.
But he quickly cheered up, trying to avoid himself from blushing.
"WELL, HIYORI. LET ME BE YOUR GOD OF FORTUNE A BIT MORE. OKAY?" he winked.
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She smiled awkwardly at him, but laughed anyways.
"Ah! It's getting late. I should go home."
"Yeah. Okay." He nodded and lays his head on the ground, gazing at the ceiling.
But his view was interrupted when he sees Hiyori's head above his face.
"Tell Yukine to not get worried about Nora. Okay?"
"U-uh.." He nodded, and looked away immediately the second he met her eyes. Their faces that are getting too close to each other really did not help.
She smiled and lifted up her head, returning Yato's view to the ceiling again.
As soon as she heads downstairs, Yato flies outside the window and sits on the roof-for the purpose to see Hiyori leaving the house.
"Goodbye, Hiyorin!!! ^ω^" Kofuku waves her goodbyes.
Hiyori bowed down a little before furthering her footsteps to walk home.
As Hiyori slowly dissapears, Yato thought to himself.
What am I gonna do with her body?
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