Monday, August 28, 2023

[WN] God Slumbers : Volume 1 Chapter 4 Part 3


Volume 1

Chapter 4 Part 3

In a Temple, a Girl Smiles 3



Translator : PolterGlast



"――......Umm~. Excuse~ me~ ~umm~"

 

Someone is calling him. Akira's consciousness slowly emerged from the depths of hazy, half-awake drowsiness.

 

In the bright sunlight and the hazy vision peculiar to waking up, Akira saw a young girl in a miko outfit with braided hair peering at him.

 

"Umm~, please wake up~. Even though it's summer, you'll catch a cold if you sleep here~."

Perhaps it was intentional, but the strangely prolonged tone of her voice made Akira feel a bit uncomfortable.

 

"..................Who?"

With sleepy eyes, Akira uttered a question that, in hindsight, could have been the epitome of silliness and self-mockery.

 

"Who, you ask?......, that should be my line."

 

Akira, who gradually became conscious more and more clearly, hurriedly raised his upper body as the girl laughed at him in a troubled manner.

 

"Ouch-ouch-ouch……"

 

The pain in the back of his head conveyed a silent protest that he had been lying on a very hard surface that was different from the tatami mats for a very long time.

However, no other physical discomfort was felt.

On the contrary, for the first time in a long time, he seemed to be able to sleep soundly, his thoughts were clear, and his physical condition was full of vitality.

 

"Umm......, where am I?"

 

It was not the place with tatami mats that Shuka described as Bankyū Daigaran as he remembered.

Instead, it was in the precincts of some shrine where stone pavements were spread out.

 

"This is the Shusha Shrine. Don't you know that you will be punished for sleeping in a place like this?"

 

"Eh? No, I surely went to a Daigaran, and then......."

 

"Daigaran? What's that? ――How did you get in here, anyway? We close the gate at night, because it's sacred hours."

 

"E-even if you ask me how, I myself don't know why I'm here. ......"

 

"……Were you drunk at your age?"

 

"I've never drank sake though. ......Well, I wonder if I was bewitched by kitsune or tanuki."

 

The few experiences that remain in his memory were difficult to describe.

The cobblestone paved pathway that he was forced to walk for a long time, the streets where odd-shaped things walked back and forth.

The smile of Fuyou Gozen, swallowed by the glowing light.

 

――And an encounter with Shuka in the Bankyū Daigaran.

 

"Kitsune huh .......Well~, our Inari-sama is indeed a prankster, and I can't be sure that she doesn't do some trickery, but I don't think she's the kind of person who would just leave people in front of a shrine."

 

With a troubled expression on her face, the girl in front of him defends Inari of the shrine.

Naturally so. Inari or spirits, they rarely interfere with this world.

Even Akira couldn't imagine that Inari would do such a vicious and unnecessary thing as simply tricking people and leaving them in the precincts of a shrine.

 

"Well, that's certainly true. ...... Hold on. Did you say this place is Shusha Shrine?"

 

"Eh? Yes, this is Shusha Shrine."

The girl answered with a slight hesitation, as she was asked in a rather serious tone of voice.

Looking at the hall of worship at the back of the shrine, Akira could see the word "Shusha" displayed in large letters on the front of it.

 

Akira's memory of yesterday came back to mind.

Golden hair, azure eyes. Cherry lips and pearly teeth.

 

――You should go to Shusha and take the [Shrine Parishioner Lottery] there.

 

These were the words given to him by Shuka.

This must be the place.

 

"I see, so this place is the land of Shusha."

 

"Yes?"

 

"Ah, I'm talking about this place. You see, I came here to receive the [Shrine Parishioner Lottery]."

 

"Huh?" The girl showed a puzzled face, which was a complete contrast to her previous one. "Umm, at this Shusha Shrine?"

 

"Yes, I was told to receive it at Shusha Shrine. ...... Umm, is there a problem?"

 

As far as Akira could see, it was a fairly large shrine.

He would find it hard to believe if they were not performing [Shrine Parishioner Lottery].

 

"It's not really a problem, but ......, well, it's not like it's a secret, so I guess it's okay to say it.

Well, our shrine is a closed shrine."

 

A closed shrine is a shrine where there are certain conditions to qualify to become a Shrine Parishioner.

Only those that meet the conditions are accepted as Shrine Parishioners at that shrine, so there is a limit to the number of people that can join.

That is why they are called "closed" shrines.

Basically, most closed shrines are shrines of highly prestigious local deities that are not accessible to the general public, and being a Shrine Parishioner of a closed shrine alone is enough to be looked upon with a distinctly different perspective from being a Shrine Parishioner of another shrine.

 

There are various conditions for being recognized as a Shrine Parishioner at a closed shrine, but the most common was that one must be "born" in the area.

 

――Akira was born in Kuniten, and it was unlikely that he could be a Shrine Parishioner at this shrine.

Akira's shoulders dropped involuntarily, but Shuka's words, which he remembered from yesterday, did not allow him to give up.

 

"E-even so, she told me to take the [Shrine Parishioner Lottery] at Shusha Shrine."

 

"W-who told you that?"

The girl asked as she leaned forward even further when Akira told her so.

 

"Who, you ask? .................."

 

Akira was at a loss for words.

The words were spoken by a beautiful girl who seemed out of this world, smiling at him from behind a hazy memory like a dream, and he felt that if he were to tell the truth, he would be questioned about his sanity or something.

...... At least, if Akira were to be in her shoes, he would doubt it.

 

"――A girl named Shuka, whom I met inside a place called Daigaran, told me so."

However, even if he were to become a laughingstock, Akira chose to take the [Shrine Parishioner Lottery] at Shusha Shrine.

 

"Are you sure you weren't deceived? I don't know anything about Daigaran, and besides................." "Kanako."

The girl was about to accuse him when an old woman dressed in a miko outfit called out to her from behind.

"You haven't done the sweeping yet, hurry up. ......Oya, who's the little boy over there?"

 

"Grandma."

The girl, who was called Kanako, turned around in surprise.

"You see, this person wants to take the [Shrine Parishioner Lottery]. Even though I already explained to him that Shusha Shrine is a closed shrine, he wouldn't listen."

 

Ho~u. The old woman looked at Akira with interest.

"......Well, it's fine. Let him draw the lottery."

 

"Grandma!?"

 

"You explained that it's a closed shrine, right? Then he is free to decide whether or not to accept it. After all, the result is everything. ...... Just as well, I guess. Kanako, try performing his [Shrine Parishioner Lottery}."

 

"Eh? I-I'm still an apprentice. Is that okay?"

 

"It's okay, it's part of your experience. ――Boy, you don't mind, do you?"

 

"Yes, thank you."

He nodded in agreement with the suggestion without a second thought.

For Akira, anything was fine as long as he could receive the [Shrine Parishioner Lottery].

 

Akira followed behind Kanako, who was now in a happy mood, a complete change from the previous one. She was rarely allowed to play a major role after all.

 

 

 

 

"――Alright~. Thank you for waiting."

 

Kanako placed a lottery box on the reception table of the shrine office.

Just like a shrine with a long history, the lottery box has a somewhat dignified coloring.

――To put it bluntly, the box looks a little dirty, perhaps because it is not used very often.

 

Akira traced the rough surface of the faded lacquer on the box.

The smoothness to the touch was very different from that of the lottery boxes he vaguely remembered from yesterday when he visited the several shrines around the area.

 

"I-It can't be helped, can't it? ...... It is not used very often after all."

Seeing Akira checking on the box, the girl's lips twitched in defense.

"More importantly, hurry up and pull it out already. I know how it's going to turn out, so don't complain if it doesn't work."

 

"Yes, I know."

 

Yesterday, he already experienced a lot of disappointments.

Even if he fails now, he will not despair so much just because he has one more failure.

 

He picked up the lot box with a calm feeling, which was different from the pent-up emotions he had been feeling until last night.

The sound of paper rustling inside the box, which he had heard many times before, was somehow comforting.

 

――A glitter of vermillion gold danced at the edge of his vision.

 

Perhaps Shuka was watching him from somewhere.

He was convinced of this for no reason at all, and a smile appeared on his face.

 

As soon as he turned the lottery box upside down, a piece of lottery paper fell out.

 

The white lottery paper folded in two, which he had seen many times yesterday.

With a calm emotion, he unfolded the paper.

 

"It's....... Shrine Parishioner."

Shrine Parishioner. There were two dry ink characters written on the lottery paper.

The words, which he had been longing for until yesterday, were suddenly given to him.

Akira could not grasp the fact immediately, and could only read the words as they were written.

 

"See? Like I said. People from other places won't be accepted as Shrine Parishioners at this shrine, eh-.................. eeeehhh~!?"

 

Kanako's proud expression turned to one of disbelief and astonishment.

 

"Huh? No way! For real? Like, for real!?"

 

"Un. ――This is written as Shrine Parishioner, right?"

 

"E, eh. ――Ah, it's true. ...... Grandma! Grandma~~!!"

 

It must have been hard to believe. She left the person she was in charge of alone and ran to the old woman who was probably in the main hall.

Unable to do anything, Akira just watched her back in dismay.

 

Her surprise was understandable, even Akira couldn't believe it.

After all, he had never received words saying [Shrine Parishioner] until this very moment.

But now, just by following Shuka's words, he was given [Shrine Parishioner] as the result of the lottery.

The shock was so great that the indescribable emotions were on the contrary making Akira maintain his composure.

 

――If it were true, he would be so happy that he wanted to jump up and down on the spot.

 

Yes, he is happy.

That was Akira's true feeling, without any lie.

――How long had he been longing for these two words?

 

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Akira's entire life had been spent yearning for these words.

 

――However, once they were given to him, he was unable to sustain the feelings he had afterward.

 

After a while, Kanako's rowdy voices were heard coming from the main hall.

Akira stood there in a daze, saturated with every possible emotion, until Kanako returned with the old woman.

 

"――Oh~. You really got Shrine Parishioner, huh?"

 

"Eh? Just like that!?"

Kanako looked surprised at the old woman, who murmured something as if it was nothing, while scrutinizing Akira's lottery paper.

 

"What do you mean "just like that!"? The boy actually drew the lottery, and this is his result and we have confirmed it. What else is there to say?"

 

"I-I mean, he actually drew Shrine Parishioner in a closed shrine, you know!? Something is definitely not right here!!"

 

Akira understood how she felt, but it still made him feel bad to hear her say that in front of him.

While Akira was depressed, Kanako's tone of voice became more agitated.

 

"Kanako!"

The old woman interrupted Kanako, who was about to say something more, with a tone of voice that was a little too strong for her to ignore.

"We are indeed God's spokespersons, but we are not qualified to give our opinions on God's decisions. That was the first lesson I taught you, remember? Whether it is closed or not, the result of [Shrine Parishioner Lottery] is absolute. All we have to do is accept it."

 

"......U-un."

 

"Boy, are you sure willing to be a Shrine Parishioner at this Shusha Shrine?"

 

"Y-Yes!"

 

"Good. Kanako, take out the wooden tag. Write down his name on it and deliver it to the shrine, with that he will officially become a shrine parishioner of Shusha Shrine."

 

"Thank you very much!"

 

"G-grandma, are you sure?"

 

"God has made the decision, there will be no problem. Kanako, recite the prayer. If you get a response from God, the [Shrine Parishioner Lottery] will be completed."

 

"......Un!"

 

While still puzzled by the unusual occurrence, Kanako stopped pursuing the matter further and nodded her head in affirmation.

 

She sprinkled the purifying water on Heisoku and Sakaki and waved it three times toward Akira.

Each time, a drop of the purifying water danced on Akira's face.

 

The young girl, who must have practiced the ritual many times, recited the prayer in a clear and resonant voice throughout the shrine precincts, where there were only three people present.

 

――After the prayer ended without a hitch, Kanako tilted her head with an even more puzzled expression than before.

 

"E-eh? There's no reply verse from God ......"

 

 

 

"Grandma, are you sure that was alright?"

 

As she watched Akira's back as he left the Shusha Shrine, Niikawa Kanako once again asked her own grandmother, Niikawa Shino.

 

It was no wonder Kanako was unconvinced.

After all, she had reenacted the prayer several times after that, but she had never received a response from God.

 

The [Shrine Parishioner Lottery] ends when the shrine maiden receives the reply verses to her prayer.

The verse, which is given in the form of a tanka poem, is not a mere poem.

It is the very essence of the name of one's life, given by the Divine Pillar.

 

Kanako had never seen or heard of one in which the deity did not give a tanka poem in return.

She thought it was unthinkable to cheat in [Shrine Parishioner Lottery], however, she still had Akira draw the lottery again in front of her grandmother.

 

The result was still the same, and there was no evidence of cheating.

 

Unable to refuse to accept the result, she convinced Akira to put the result on hold and let the higher-ups decide whether it was fair or not, and let him go home.

 

――There will be troubles, no doubt.

 

Kanako thought so, as if it were someone else's problem.

Although she did not know how it happened, there was no doubt that the main deity of the Shusha Shrine had accepted Akira.

If that were the case, her grandmother, as the chief priestess, who puts the will of God first, would surely support the acceptance of Akira.

However, even though her grandmother has the power to speak out, she is nothing more than a mere shrine maiden-in-chief.

 

For Akira to be accepted as a member of the shrine, he would need the permission of the chief miko and the chief priest, as well as the Gonnegi, a group of shrine parishioners who oversee the shrine parishioners.

However, her father, who is the head of the Gonnegi, is a faint-hearted man, and is likely to be swayed by the opinions of other members.

 

On the other hand, the elders who make up the local community, perhaps accustomed to a closed environment for many years, have a tendency to take a coercive stance toward strangers and to be exclusive.

 

"...... It's fine. God decided to accept him, so we have no right to say anything about it."

 

――I knew it.

Kanako's shoulders drooped at this predictable response.

 

"――More importantly, Kanako, I saw you and the boy talking about something. What were you two talking about?"

 

"I don't quite understand what he said. He said, he was told to take [Shrine Parishioner Lotter] at this Shusha Shrine or something………………" "Kanako!"

Just as she was about to talk about it, a sharp voice came from behind her.

 

"Huh!? O-Onēchan?"

 

When she turned around, she saw her older sister, Niikawa Natsu, gasping for breath on her shoulder.

Kanako froze completely, surprised to see her sister, who was supposed to be on duty at the main residence of Kihoin, located on top of Mt. Ootori.

 

"Thank goodness I made it in time. Kanako, whatever you heard from the person who was just here, forget all about it."

 

"Is that the first thing you say right after coming home? What an impressive thing to say.

Who is that boy anyway?"

 

"――I'm sorry, Grandma. Please don't pry into it. And about that person......, immediately approve Akira-sama's membership as a shrine parishioner."

 

"What a pushy thing to say. ――Let me guess, you're doing this at the behest of Kihoin?"

 

"......Un. It could be taken as an imperial decree."

 

An imperial decree. In other words, it is the most powerful order that can be issued directly.

 

"Hmm, looks like that boy is quite a big shot. And I see that Kihouin's Hime-sama can't afford to be so carefree either."

 

"Grandma!"

 

"I know - I know, I won't pry any further. I'll handle the boy's membership to the shrine. ――You should hurry up and get going. I know you're busy at Kihoin, too."

 

"――Thank you, please. Kanako, if you don't want to be glared at by Kami-sama, you must not pry into Akira-sama's affairs. Okay?"

 

"U-un." "Good!"

Seeing Kanako, who managed to nod despite being pressured, Natsu nodded once with satisfaction and then rushed out of the gate toward the outside.

 

"......I wonder if it is really alright."

Kanako looked at her sister who left without even looking back, and then muttered so to herself.

 

"I'm sure everything will be alright. If something happens, we can use Kihoin's decree as a shield."

 

"That's not what I mean. I just want to know what's going on."

 

"Who knows."

Kanako was upset by her grandmother's curt response, which sounded irresponsible.

 

"Grandma!"

 

"Whether you like it or not, it doesn't matter. We have to go left or right according to the will of God. It's pointless to worry about it. Natsu said so, didn't she? Don't pry, just forget about it."

 

With these words, she ended her conversation with Kanako and began to walk slowly toward the main shrine.

 

Realizing that there was no point in continuing the conversation, Kanako glanced at the gate where Akira and her sister had left.

Naturally, there was no one there, and the only thing she could see was the quiet precincts of the shrine.

 

*Whoosh*. A gust of wind rustled the leaves, urging Kanako to hurry up and do the cleaning she had forgotten to do.

 

Kanako stopped worrying about the commotion, picked up her broom, and went back to her sweeping.

 

――――――――――――――――

 

TIPS: About closed shrines.

These are special shrines that will not accept Shrine Parishioners in the usual [Shrine Parishioner Lottery].

They are often highly prestigious shrines, and those who become Shrine Parishioners here tend to be more proud of their status than others.

Shrine Parishioners here are a closed group, so the word "closed" also means a mockery against them.

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