"One?" Yato sounded slightly strangled by the revelation. "That's just-- there's no way any single god could grant everyone's wishes effectively. Even with 8 million, shrines get overflow all the time."

Which was good, that was where some of his business came from.

Adjusting the mask over his face again, Yato used his foot to push the end of the shovel into the sand beneath the dead creature's body. "Besides, it makes more sense to have gods that handle different things, right?"