WAR GOD.

The hand on her shoulder was the hint she needed to stop her from going off the rails, making her pause from her heated explanation on having to attempt thickening the walls in her room. Oh sure, she asked if she could stay at a room near the masters, though that request had fallen on deaf ears… and also the fact that she preferred her old one anyway. But that didn’t stop the noises and— wait, wait… her thoughts were getting derailed again.

Regardless, the added shiver she felt upon the touch also helped in stopping her, cold as it was outside. 

It made her look at the blonde, at least, taking in the suggestion. With a sigh, releasing a breath she’d been apparently holding, Gaap gave the other a nod.   

“…yeah. Yeah. That’s, sure. Drinks. I could really use a glass right about now.” Also warmer surroundings.   

        Knowing she had gotten her to focus on something else, she began to walk along her side as promised, hoping she wouldn’t lose her again from her own little rambles.

        A look of hesitance was all it took for the goddess to realize the other was totally not over whatever it was she was thinking, and so she took it as a side mission to maybe distract her a bit for the time being. 

        Approaching where all the drinks were set out, she poured one for herself and her new companion, graciously handing the glass to her. She didn’t drink it in just yet, casually looking at her instead.

「✿」Shiva smiles nodding to the other “Yes!” she kept giving her the snowballs but then notice something moving behind. She look once more after giving another ball of snow that’s when she saw the head of someone come out “Go away!” she throws the snowball at the person who almost gave her heart attack from the scare and successfully hitting them on the face just as she hope.

        As she focused on the front, she noticed the small voice come from behind her. Out of instincts, she frantically turned to find the girl taking care of the attack with her own ability. A rush of relief came through before she realized a second attack incoming towards the child. 

        “Look out!” 

“Well, that’s too bad. There’s always other stuff too, like cotton candy, dangos, takoyaki, etc. Have you ever eaten any of those? What are you used to eating normally?” Do gods get to eat mysterious, luminous substances bathed in holy nutrients?

In any case, the duo soon gets to the stall close to the park’s exit. The vendor sells them several condiments they can add to the treat - ketchup, mustard, mayo, corn, peas, onion and plenty, plenty more.

        “Oh, yes. Dango and takoyaki are confectioneries in which I am very familiar of... Gods do not depend on substantial nutrition to survive, it is merely a luxurious option for us to indulge in. I do enjoy simple dishes, I suppose, such as tea and traditional meals...”

She glanced at the garden, sculptures decorating the grounds. Okay, in hindsight, while she didn’t want to remain in the ballroom, maybe going to the gardens was a bad idea. Even if, from the get-go, her dress was the bad idea after all, but it’s not like she’ll ever say that out loud. Or even admit it.

In any case, she glanced back at the blonde, blithely ignoring the implication within her question.

“Not really.” A short pause. “Maybe a little.” Another pause, longer this time. “Really, I don’t mind them. I don’t have anything against couples, just, when you see them ogling at each other, it kind of gets old—”

“—not that it’s not fun to tease them about it or anything. I mean they’re cute and all but when they go at it, they really go at it—” And she trailed off, going on about voices bleeding through the walls, blackmail material, not being able to sleep at 3am because of something… was she even talking about the people at the event anymore?  

        From a distance there were people divided into groups to play in the snow- some throwing it against each other while many simple cooperated to build something fantastic. The sculptures came into view as well, and at some point before the night ended she wanted to visit it just for a bit.

        Back to the current case though, she had almost lost her at what she was going off about with where the topic was going. Maybe it was best if she suggested something before her talk became nothing but mindless rambling. It seemed like the better option for the two of them, anyway.

         She placed a hand on the other’s bare shoulder, hoping that would make her temporarily catch her breath.

Hairu nodded, and peered carefully at the bottles before them. She could still smell the overbearing scent of the store itself, which was even harsher in contrast to the smell of a sewer.

“Uh, well…”

Hairu quickly and not-so-subtly glanced about. The other patrons hardly looked as out of place as she herself felt. Even the cashier was staring at her. She quickly looked back to the display and pointed at the first bottle of perfume that her eyes fell upon.

“That one is, cute… right?”

She had no idea.

        She looked at what she was indicating, and she simply raised a brow at the other for her choice. Cute? She supposed the packaging was cute, but would the scent be just as good? 

        “I see...well, we are more than free to sample it. Isn’t that correct?” Looking at the cashier, they already knew what to do and briefly took it out to pump it in front of the girl. The scent was fruity, something much like a mix of strawberries and other of its kind.

「✿」Shiva nod smiling “Mhm! I will protect the miss from behind!” she says surely hoping that whoever tries to throw a snowball at her from behind they will get a surprise from tiny Shiva!

“Wow, miss your amazing!” she hands her a snowball, amazed as she watches the older woman throw snowballs so fast across the field, perfectly hitting everyone else.

        As she kept targeting one poor soul after another, she heard the tiny voice come from behind her, praising her skills. A quick turn of her neck was enough to flash a smile at her.

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「✿」Shiva smiles seeing the other help her with the snowballs. They done lots of snowballs and they were now prepare for the battle. Shiva listen to the words of the woman “Ah really!?” the child though of something of course not knowing if it is a good idea “Then what about I give you the snowballs and you throw it? If someone decides to throw one from behind I’ll throw one right at their faces!”

         The bright look on the younger’s face surely lit hers up as well, and she gave her a nod upon her cooperation. “Very well then. I shall entrust you on that role while I fend off in the front.”

        Everyone was slowly starting to get ready for the battle to begin, and there was a countdown starting.

        “3...2...1...Go!”

            It was that time around of the year again to celebrate another year coming to an end. Frankly, it was possibly the most stressful time of the year for a god, especially when they were quite well known in the human world. Thus, it was perfect for all deities alike to throw a party before falling into work.

            As per usual, she was invited to Kofuku’s party but she had to decline due to the amount of paperwork that were piled on her desk. She had only come to clear her mind and avoid the clutter that prior surrounded her. Walking deeper into the park, she stopped to see Yukine all by himself.

            There was a confused look at him at first, realizing he didn’t seem quite...happy. Did Yato ditch him for something else? It was most likely the case, considering the disgruntled expression. Approaching him closer to greet him, it was him that sparked the conversation first. At first, she appeared baffled at his request, but soon it sank away into a small, awry smile.

            “I would not mind...although, you may have to be patient with me. This is possibly the second time I am asked to do this.” 

            Many of her younger Shinki would always drag her into this sort of activity, in which she found adorable. It was a shame that Yukine had to do this alone. Knowing his master a bit too well, he was probably off somewhere being stupid drunk.

            Kneeling down next to him to prepare digging her gloved hands into the snow, she glanced at his direction.