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Chapter 5-5: Chicken Skewers or Herb-Roasted?
The two went out to the front of the store.
“There! It’s Ookuninushi’s tripedal crow!”
When Sukunabikona pointed at it, the crow flew up and landed on the small god’s shoulder.
It was a large crow with three legs.
“Tripedal crow… Wait, the messenger of the gods that shows up in Japanese folklore?”
“Right. It served as a kind of guide in the past, but it doesn’t do much nowadays since smartphones come with maps.”
As if understanding what Sukunabikona was saying, the crow ruffled its feathers in dissatisfaction.
“Hey, you purposely came here to get in the way of my attempts with him, didn’t you?!”
The crow cawed.
“Oh? You’re planning on tattling to Ookuninushi? Cheeky. I’ll turn you into a chicken skewer. No, since it’s Christmas, should I have you herb-roasted? Mister, which do you prefer?”
“Eh, you’re asking me…?!”
The crow looked at Uta, its shiny black eyes scaring him.
“Umm, chicken skewers and herb-roasted bird are…um, I don’t think I have much of an appetite now…”
“Oh? I guess you’ve narrowly escaped death, hmph.”
The crow cawed in response to Sukunabikona.
“In the first place, won’t it be bad if we go ahead and eat Ookuninushi-san’s tripedal crow…?”
“If we eat every piece of him, we won’t get caught.”
Sukunabikona made a nonchalant face despite uttering such dark humor.
That was when Uta noticed something wrapped around one of the crow’s legs.
“Sukunabikona-san, what’s that…?”
“Oh, it’s probably a letter from Ookuninushi. He can’t exactly use a smartphone, so he’s been doing this for thousands of years. Such an old man!”
Sukunabikona removed the paper around the crow’s foot.
It was folded and tied with a string. He opened it up and stared at it.
“…What’s the matter?”
“Hey, did something happen?”
Uta noticed that the small god was more shaken than usual and became worried.
Sukunabikona folded the letter back and stuffed it in his pocket.
“…Jeez, that Ookuninushi is saying the same thing again…”
Uta wondered what was written in the letter.
“He simply wrote, ‘I want to see you,’ without any date or time.”
Sukunabikona’s ears were red.
“…OH! Why didn’t you say so?”
Uta felt happy.
“It’s Christmas. You should go see him!”
“Christmas is a Western holiday. It has nothing to do with us. Besides, I’m having a date with you today.”
“But, don’t you want to see Ookuninushi-san too, Sukunabikona-san? That’s what’s written on your face.”
The wind blowing outside the store was cold, but his heart felt warm and fuzzy.
Uta patted the small god’s head.
“Go. Don’t worry about me.”
“I guess it can’t be helped. If you say so…”
Uta knew from his tone that he was hiding his embarrassment.
Seeing Uta’s smile, Sukunabikona awkwardly gave a small smile in return.
Afterward, the small god headed off with the crow.
“Merry Christmas, Sukunabikona-san.”
Uta mumbled with a white puff coming from his mouth.