It turns out that gods also need to eat, and their appetites are quite large.
Soya thought as he looked at Tsukuyomi devouring food in front of him.
This really cannot be said to be an oversight on his part.
Ignoring the Eight Thunder Gods who are hiding somewhere, the only gods left in the world are Tsukuyomi and Izanami, and no one understands their habits;
Not only him, but most people's understanding of gods is that they are transcendent existences that do not eat, drink, or sleep. People who drink alcohol and eat meat are just enjoying delicious food.
At least Kyoko thinks so too.
He stayed at Fuyun Shrine for most of the afternoon, and the two of them repeatedly mentioned the gods who were temporarily staying at Kirino's house. She didn't care whether his three meals a day were guaranteed.
——Obviously they all thought wrong.
"I am God, but this is a human body!"
"..."
Zonggu curled his fingers and flicked away the rice particles that flew onto his clothes.
"In that case, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"How do I know?" Tsukuyomi said confidently, "This is also my first time as a human being."
"..."
Afraid that he would spit out his rice again, Sogu moved to the side and looked back at Asagiri Suzu who appeared at the door.
"Go and have a rest. I'm here."
She nodded, turned and left.
"Are you staying here all day?" Soya looked at Tsukuyomi again.
With two bowls of rice in his stomach, he still didn't stop using his chopsticks, but he wasn't as anxious as before.
"Yeah, I thought you and her would be back soon."
"We have to go to school."
"go to school?"
"I won't be back until evening."
This Lord God really has no common sense at all.
Zonggu shook his head and asked again: "Since you have been at home, why didn't you answer the phone?"
Tsukuyomi looked up.
"What's a phone call?"
"..."
Zonggu leaned back, speechless in the kitchen at half past nine at night.
...
After eating and drinking, Tsukuyomi went to the living room to lie down and watch TV.
Zonggu came to the living room after washing the dishes and saw him holding his head with one hand and scratching his body with the other hand. He suddenly felt like a parent.
"Can't you just sit down?"
"Ah?" Tsukuyomi turned to look at him, "I feel tired from sitting."
"What do you look like?"
"Hey, isn't this possible?"
"no."
"Why?"
Why?
Haven't parents and teachers taught me?
Soya wanted to ask Tsukuyomi this, but he soon realized that this was the truth.
After his father Izanagi gave birth to Tsukuyomi, he was sent to the underworld, and there, his nominal mother Izanami wiped him out with a sword... not to mention the teacher.
Seeing Soya's silence, Tsukuyomi sat up anyway.
"If it doesn't work, then I won't lie down."
"..."
Fortunately, he also doesn't have the airs of a god.
Zonggu sighed and sat down as well.
"Did you gain anything today?"
Tsukuyomi was stunned and looked at him for a few seconds, unable to understand.
"What?"
"Eight Thunder Gods."
"ah……"
He looked away, "I looked for it...but couldn't find it."
Zong Gu immediately understood: "You won't watch TV all day, right?"
"..."
Tsukuyomi said nothing, rolled his eyes and rubbed his feet.
The last train seemed to be around eleven o'clock, and now he was taken to the shrine before he could get home in time.
Zong Gu thought everything over in an instant and stood up again.
"Get up."
"What?"
"Send you back to the Moon Palace."
"I'm not going."
Tsukuyomi immediately refused, "There's nothing over there, why should I go back?"
"That's just right."
Zong Gu came over to pull him, "This way you can concentrate on sensing the traces of the Eight Thunder Gods."
"..."
Tsukuyomi hid behind him, his mind racing.
"Okay, I understand... I'm too hungry today and can't calm down. Starting from tomorrow, I will work hard to help you find those guys."
Zonggu stared at him for a while, doubtful.
Before that, there is another question.
"If you continue to stay here, no one will cook for you tomorrow. Ling and I both have to go to school."
"Yeah."
Although I don’t know what “going to school” means, eating is an important thing. Tsukuyomi thought for a while, “Then find someone to cook for me.”
"Okay." Soya was so angry that he laughed, "How about Izanami-sama?"
"..."
Tsukuyomi immediately fell to the ground.
"I'm really sorry - please don't do this!"
"...Where did you learn the Tuge seat?"
"On TV."
"Do you understand?"
“I can only understand a little bit, but I find it quite interesting.”
"..."
Looking at the back of his head, Soya thought that this god was the one who should go to school.
"I still have to work to make a living, and I can't afford anyone to cook for you."
He sat down and looked at Tsukuyomi's miko uniform, "If you go back to the shrine, at least there will be someone to take care of your food and daily life."
Tsukuyomi raised his head and said, "Working?"
"It means selling one's physical strength or mental power to others in exchange for reward, which is money."
Zong Gu pointed to the direction of the kitchen again, "Ordinary people cannot live without money. Those things you just ate were all bought with money."
He sat up and asked, "Can I also work part-time?"
Zong Gu was startled, "Okay."
"But the question is, what would you do? I'm talking about ordinary people."
Tsukuyomi thought for a while, "I know nothing."
"Go back to the shrine."
Zong Gu stood up and no longer wanted to argue with him any more.
"Wait wait wait——"
Tsukuyomi turned his eyes and suddenly thought of something.
"If I help you find traces of those eight guys, does that count as working for you?"
"..."
Zonggu was silent for a while, "It doesn't count."
"Why?"
"I saved you, this is the repayment you deserve."
"I helped you escape from the underworld." Tsukuyomi said immediately, "You said so yourself."
"..."
Zonggu was speechless.
The two stared at each other for a while.
"Let's call it that."
Zong Gu first looked away, "But even so, I can't afford to support you."
"As I said just now, I am now responsible for myself and Ling's livelihood, and I am still working part-time."
Of course, the current situation is not so embarrassing, and Chaogiri Ling can support himself, but he doesn't want to suddenly end up squatting at home with a very delicious food.
And Tsukuyomi believed whatever he said, and he was a little dumbfounded at this time.
"Then I can only go hungry..."
"That's why I let you go back to the shrine." Soya said, "At least the pious eldest lady of the Sugawara family will support you."
"Can she come here to raise me?"
"..."
Tsukuyomi thought of what he said before.
"You just said that everything requires money, right? If you let her give you the money, can I stay here?"
"..."
What a natural tone this is.
It's not without reason that someone gets stabbed when they meet.
Sogu looked at Tsukuyomi for a long time and nodded.
Then, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Jingzi's number.
"..."
After a while, Jingzi on the other end also understood the whole story.
"I understand...I will give the money to Soya-san."
She didn't know whether it was because she discovered that gods wanted to eat like ordinary people, or because the gods asked her for money outright, she was somewhat disillusioned.
Soya seemed to hear her sighing, "Kyoko?"
"What?"
"Are you okay?"
"I don't understand you."
He smiled.
"Although it's a bit offensive, Kyoko would be better off if Tsukuyomi is dead."