Ilda pocketed the business card and picked up one of the shovels, taking the time to collect her thoughts. Yato did not look like a god, much less a war god, so it was all very strange to her. Even the fact that he was ‘up and coming’ and he didn’t actually have a shrine...

“I thought gods came pre-packed with magic and followers and temples?” The question was out before she could stop herself; realizing that, she then brought the shovel up in a feeble attempt to shield her face. “Sorrypleasedon’tsmiteme.”