Returned from Another World, Earth Turned Out to Be Quite the Fantasy Too. Also, Losing Heroines, Stop Looking This Way. - V2 Chapter 75

Chapter 75: “What’s Next for Ren and the Others?” ②

“Oops, my apologies. Minazuki family, please lift your heads. I’m sorry for keeping you bowed like that.”

Upon being addressed by Izanagi-no-Mikoto, Kaya Minazuki and the rest of the Minazuki family raised their heads. 

The sight of an elderly man wearing a brown suit and a hunting cap left them slightly perplexed, as they didn’t quite connect with Izanagi-no-Mikoto. 

Compared to the worn sweat suits typically worn by Amaterasu-Omikami, it presented a stark contrast, but not without its own sense of normalcy.”

“It’s nice to meet you for the first time. I’m Kaya Minazuki, the head of the Minazuki family.”

“Ah, I’m Izanagi-no-Mikoto. I’m sorry about the land god Mizuchi. Us ancient gods tend to live quietly without much interaction with humans, which is why we couldn’t lend our strength.”

“No, there’s no need for apologies.”

“No, it’s not just about the land god Mizuchi. I’ve also imposed my daughter on you. I’ll send a token of apology later.” 

“…Yes.”

By the way, Amaterasu had an accident in front of Kazuto where the cloth holding her belly fat tore, and she’s currently shut away in shock. 

“I thought I should say this directly—that’s why I’m telling you. I’ve collected the soul of the land god Mizuchi myself. I’ll carefully purify it, grant it power, and promise to reincarnate it somewhere as a new life.”

“—Thank you so much!”

Kaya shed tears and bowed her head. 

It was understandable, given she was thinking about someone she truly loved.

It wasn’t just Kaya; Mio, who was connected by blood, along with Miyako, Unkai, Seiun, and others who worship Mizuchi, all sincerely bowed their heads in gratitude for the salvation of Mizuchi, who had protected them for many years.

“So, lift your heads, please. If something comes up, I’ll be in touch. And feel free to reach out if you need anything.”

“Yes, thank you very much.”

Izanagi nodded in approval and winked at Ginko. 

“Ginko-chan, come over for a meal again. The old lady is looking forward to seeing you too.” 

“Alright! I’d be glad to!”

After a casual greeting to Ginko, he turned his gaze to Koume. 

“And Miss Koume, take care of yourself. Don’t worry Satan too much.”

“I don’t care about that damn father!”

“Hahaha! Take it easy, will you?”

Then, he patted Natsuki on the shoulder.

“You’ve been caught up in a lot, but you’ve also made some good connections. Life’s just starting, brother, enjoy it more.” 

“I will.” 

“Right.”

Then, Izanagi stood in front of Kazuto and bowed deeply.

“Ah, um!?”

“My daughter might cause some trouble, but please don’t hate her and try to get along.” 

“Please, lift your head. I’m already friends with Teruko-san, I mean, with Amaterasu-sama, so please, let’s keep on good terms!” 

“…I’m relieved to hear that. It’s unfortunate what happened to your brother, but since Samael has repaired his body, I’ll cast a spell to stabilize his emotions to make it easier for your parents to accept. It’s not about control, just to help them relax. I’m sorry that’s all I can do.”

“Thank you for your concern.” 

Izanagi was making a careful greeting for his daughter’s sake. 

He probably knew about Amaterasu’s feelings for Kazuto. 

After greeting everyone, Izanagi said “Well then,” and disappeared. 

“Ah, brother. I’ll come visit again when there’s more to talk about with Mammon and Ren.” 

“Got it! See you again!”

“Yeah!”

With that, Izanagi-no-Mikoto vanished. 

Phew, everyone, including Natsuki, let out a sigh of relief.

“Alright! The long event is over! Let’s not go to school and just eat out before heading home!”

“Yeah!” 

The very long Monday morning was finally coming to an end.

〜〜Afterword〜〜

Here’s what happened next.

Samatan: “…Ten thousand subscribers, really?”

Mammon: “We did it, Samael-sama! We might even start earning revenue from this!”

Samatan: “No, accepting money would mean I’ve lost.” 

Mammon: “Why!?” 

Samatan: “Because, look at the comments section. It’s all ‘Mammon, Mammon’! I mean, there’s me, the farm girl, and then there’s this old guy in a suit and boots, hilariously doing farm work in the background while saying ‘Mammon, Mammon.’ Now, they’re calling this the ‘Mammon Mammon Channel’!” 

Mammon: “Hahahaha! Humans have quite the eye for content. Mammon Mammon!”

…I’ll write this story in detail another day (lol).

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