Because so much time had passed, Gu Mo's memories were rather hazy. Still, he vaguely remembered that the regalia this poor god contracted with next did not seem to be this girl.
As for who it was... well, he had forgotten that. Just like how he only remembered Yato's name but could not recall this girl's full name, barely knowing that she seemed to be called Hiyori something.
That was precisely why. He could not even remember the female lead's name in full, so naturally, he remembered even less of the other characters besides the male and female leads. Instead, he could still recall a few supporting characters who had left a particularly deep impression. For example, Yato had a good friend named Ebisu Kofuku, and Gu Mo still remembered her.
That girl was a genuine Poor God using the name of the God of Fortune, yet she often had money to lend Yato. Who exactly was the poor god here? That setting had certainly been memorable...
Then there was Bishamonten, who had hunted Yato for centuries because of a misunderstanding. She was fairly famous to begin with, and Yato had done all sorts of jobs in his down-and-out days. Not only had he been a host, he had also worked part-time as a doujin artist. Since the two of them had a bit of a grudge, he had once drawn doujinshi of her while earning money and getting revenge at the same time...
That way of becoming enemies had naturally been unforgettable, so Gu Mo still remembered it somewhat.
Watching what was happening over there, he thought as he casually swung the White Viper sword, reducing another tide-like wave of Chimi Moryo about to rush before him to ash. At the same time, he felt slightly conflicted, wondering whether