|“||This body will serve all the gods of the Heavens. It is my wish.||”|
A man of few words who seldom interacts with others. However, if the topic of alcohol comes up then he will talk non-stop. He usually stays in his room and doesn't like to leave.
Drinking a glass of sake on a quiet day is perhaps one of the most relaxing activities that can be done. Let your mind rest and enjoy a cup of sake.
How to Acquire
blue = lvl 1 red = max lvl
|Contract||Master Attendant, I am Sake, sincerely here at your service. I pledge that in the future, this world will not be so chaotic.|
|Log In||Like autumn leaves floating on a calm lake, I have also been waiting for you for a long time.|
|Ice Arena||I am extremely honored to meet you, Master Attendant.|
|Skills||Excessive impurities can affect the taste.|
|Ascend||This is highly concentrated. Oh, it's my favorite taste.|
|Fatigue||Not yet. Oh... wait a second.|
|Recovering||It's almost ready, be patient.|
|Team Formation||I heard you have good wine, right?|
|Knockout||I hope my dream of cherry blossoms will bloom in my next level...|
|Notice||The food is ready. Come, come, I've been waiting for ages.|
|Idle 1||It's a bit too bright for the eyes...|
|Idle 2||This body will serve all the gods of the Heavens. It is my wish.|
|Interaction 1||Can you believe it? Simply by using rice and water, this wine can be produced. It's a wine that gets people really intoxicated.|
|Interaction 2||Master Attendant, when you drink a good ale, can you taste the bittersweetness of human life?|
|Interaction 3||When you're intoxicated you can catch a glimpse of the true face of the three thousand worlds...So, would you like to try some?|
|Pledge||Attendant, my feelings towards you, they're just like me. Not a single trace of impurities just pure love.|
|Intimacy 1||Attendant, can you smell the wine? It's going to be good.|
|Intimacy 2||Greedy pigs, they shouldn't drink in excess or they'll become intoxicated.|
|Intimacy 3||Drunk again~ never mind, just sleep in my arms. Hehe, you're so small and cute.|
This Story has been fan-translatedby BasilCosmo.. Official translations will be added when they become available.
I. Bells in the wind
A small number of bells were tinkling in the Kagura hall. The wind passed through it, making the pure musical instrument, present there for who knows how long, swing. As I turned my gaze towards the musical hall, as memories of singing and dancing were brought back to my mind, I drank my wine in a single sip. My Master Attendant was the last priest in this temple. Once he passed away, I became the only resident here.
Cleaning, making offerings, brewing wine, drinking.
It's my unchanging melody of life.
„How much longer is this going to go on? “
Just as I was thinking about it in my spare time, an intruder broke into my mundane routine.
„Eh?! There’s a shrine here? “
A clear female voice echoed from the Torii gate. I was so surprised to hear a human voice that the first time I heard it I didn't react so as not to interrupt it.
Holding the broom I used to clean the stairs, I looked at the girl in front of me.
Having noticed my presence, the girl smiled embarrassedly.
“My name is Xiao Luan! I come from a village by the foothills of the mountain.”
Her voice was ethereal, like a pot of sweet wine. I felt drunk, without having drunk.
“Sake, Sake, is your name really Sake?”
In the Kagura hall, Xiao Luan kept turning around jumping, observing with curiosity.
“I'm not a human, that's why my name may sound odd.”
After that, I introduced her to the various musical instruments that had been displayed on the walls, one after the other. After listening to me, she asked softly.
"So, you named yourself?" Xiao Luan froze for a moment, then the ends of her mouth curled up in a smile.
“Err… I guess you could say so.” I scratched my head, unsure how to answer.
“Hee hee, same here.” Xiao Luan turned to me, sticking out her tongue.
“Since I have no parents, I also had to name myself~.”
“For what? It's not your fault. Besides, it's okay.”
From the beginning to the end, she always wore a smile on her face, but I still felt inexplicably sad.
II. Knowing each other
Every few days since that day, I've been able to see Xiao Luan's figure walking up the mountain, and she seemed to think of this place as a place where she could relax. The frequent visits of the girl have breathed some life back into the long-silent shrine. As time went on, we became more and more familiar with each other and began to become casual.
"This white wine, this is sake.”
"Wow, you did it again.”
I like to encourage her to drink, tell her stories about the wine, watch her frown and complain, but also appear exuberant and happy.
“According to some ancient scriptures, there are eight million gods in this world. Different Gods demand different offerings, but the rest of the rules have very small differences.”
“No way! So how can I do it?”
I loved teaching her the Way of God, taking her to make offerings, sharing my own spiritual world with her, talking to her about the majesty of God.
“There's nothing special about the outside world, but if you really want to know, there seems to be a war going on.”
“It’s very far away though, so it doesn’t matter.”
I love spending time with her talking and hearing her say that it doesn't really matter what's going on out there. I just want to relieve myself.
It was another night, and Xiao Luan was leaning on my shoulder and kept filling herself with wine, which made me wonder.
“Stop drinking.” I gently took the cup from her hand, keeping her other hand away as she was trying to get it back, and spoke softly. “You’re already drunk.”
“I... I just... I just don't want to wake up.” Xiao Luan, who had tried several times to no avail, eventually giving up on the idea of taking the cup back from me, started muttering incoherently to herself.
“What's on your mind that you can't say?” I patted her on the head and drank alone.
“Sake… I miss my mom and dad.” The girl's puzzled little face showed a little bit of resignation.
“Parents…” The hand in which I was holding the wine cup paused for a moment, and the face of Master Attendant flashed back in my mind. “I have no parents.”
“Yes, Sake has no parents, because he’s a Food Soul… I already know that.” Xiao Luan's voice became more and more slurred, like the murmuring of a dreamer, or the grunting of a cat about to fall asleep.
“Loves to drink…”
“When he makes offerings, he always takes it seriously…”
“I remember it all…”
After a few more words, Xiao Luan fell into my arms and closed her eyes completely.
Smiling, my fingertips slipped through the girl's hair as I whispered into her ear.
“It's okay, I'll stay with you.”
Xiao Luan never spoke of her parents again, and I kept the events of that night deep in my heart. Gradually, the girl's visits to the shrine became less frequent. I tried to ask the reason casually, but she would always change the subject with a smile. From familiarity to detachment. It was like a shrine with a lot of incense, which everyone suddenly stopped caring about. Everything was soon back being quiet. It wasn't until one day, when I was cleaning the path, that I saw the leaves were turning yellow and realized that Xiao Luan hadn't come to the shrine for over a month. Why did it matter? I asked myself. Human beings are like that: they come here, eagerly asking for help when they need it, without ever coming back once they’ve gotten it. I’m used to it. Eventually, my life returned to its original routine. Except, there was then something in my heart that wasn’t there before. A few days later, I found a man in rags in front of the Torii gate.
“Are you…? Are you God?”
The man's face was tired, but he looked relieved when he saw me. Looking at him anxiously, I started to feel uneasy.
“No, I’m not God. There is no God here.”
The man took a few steps back and cried out in a low voice as if he had been hit hard.
“Even God has abandoned us?”
“What happened?” My inner uneasiness grew more and more intense.
“The plague… the great plague…”
The man was languid, his words incoherent, but I suddenly understood what he was trying to tell me. After having him settled in, I looked at the sky: it was midday and the sun was bright. Unable to do anything about the damage the light would do to me, I just ran down the mountain as if I was flying against the scorching sun, while praying in my mind.
Eight million gods have been begged.
I've never hated myself as much as I did then. I hated the indifference in my personality.
Things don't always go as they should be. When I found Xiao Luan, she was curled up in a corner, smiling at me despite her condition.
Like before, Xiao Luan subconsciously grabbed my sleeve, but then remembered something. She then suddenly paused and withdrew her hand, apologizing.
“Sorry. I got the plague, so I can’t touch you.”
Looking at her, my heart ached, and I quickly stepped forward and hugged her.
“How long has it been?”
“Not… not that long. Please, let me go, Sake.” Xiao Luan faintly squirmed in my arms.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I hugged her tighter.
“I… I didn’t mean to…” Xiao Luan gave up trying to free herself from my embrace and whispered timidly. “I didn't know I had it at first, I just... I just had the symptoms... but I didn't know what they meant... I thought it was nothing... and I didn’t want you to worry.”
“I thought you hated me.” I tried to lighten the mood with a joking tone, and in fact it did at first, or so I thought.
“I… I don’t.” After hearing my words, Xiao Luan grasped my sleeve very nervously and looked at me with a hint of fear in her eyes.
However, it wasn’t the plague she was afraid of…
Being aware of that, I felt more and more remorse.
“I love you… Sake, I love you… but I caught the plague… it’s very troublesome… things aren’t looking good for me…” Xiao Luan's voice began to fade as she murmured.
When I looked down, Xiao Luan, who had lost all strength because of the plague, fell asleep, and shrunk into a ball in my arms, afraid I would leave. Just like that night.
“I’ll save you, definitely.”
Stroking her bangs in search of memories, locking my gaze at a certain female figure in my mind, I said firmly. To her and to myself.
“Even if I’ll have to make a deal with a Fallen Angel, I’ll save you.”
More than 80 years ago, Sakurajima had an outbreak of a plague that affected the entire northern island. For a long time, people were plunged into misery and suffering and the land was filled with despair. The one who changed all that was a female Fallen Angel called Inugami, who was originally the guardian statue of Sakurajima’s Moonrise Terrace and has been awake for nearly three hundred years. At the time, she couldn't bear to see the sight of the humans suffering after Yellow Springs was ravaged by the plague and decided to save them in her own way. She wandered the mountainous wastelands of Sakurajima, searching as best she could for the surviving humans and coexisting with them. But there are always omissions. A village was missed in the past, but at the crucial moment, it was a Food Soul that led the canine god there and saved them. This Food Soul had put aside his old grudges with the Fallen Angels and was willing to accept the fact that the humans will no longer be human after having received Inugami’s help. He climbed mountains and travelled through steep hills, and finally he found Inugami as he was on the verge of death. When Inugami saw him, he was half kneeling on the ground. He was transparent in many places. That was a clear sign that his physical body was dissipating. In order to get here, he had endured too much suffering for him to bear. Unfortunately, by the time they rushed back to the village, the human that the Food Soul had cherished had long since passed away. Full of grief, he had no choice but to accept the fact as reality. From then on, he isolated himself in the mountain and drank all day long. To him, humans and Gods didn't matter anymore. This isolation lasted for nearly 80 years. Until two travellers broke the monotony. One was a young man carrying a long knife, the other was a little girl wearing a cloak. Both were Food Souls, who were looking for the little girl’s Master Attendant.
“Well, long story short that's about it, that’s about it.” Holding the jug of sake, he slowly poured two cups of wine for the young man and the little girl and said faintly.
“So, about the girl named Xiao Luan, her parents could still be alive, right?” The young man locked eyes with the girl, their expressions uncertain.
“To me, it doesn't matter if they’re alive or not, as long as you keep an eye on them.” Sake seemed very indifferent. “I just want to let go an obsession.”
“I’ll give you the information you need to find those who are important to you.”
“But you’ll have to take care of those people for the girl. They were important to her.”
“It’s a fair trade, isn’t it?”
Sake said, and then raised his cup to his guests. Watching the two gradually leave, Sake recalled all the things he had done with the girl at the shrine.
“They look like us…”
“Otherwise, I wouldn't have opened the door to the mountain...”
“Where are you? Xiao Luan…”
“I miss you so much…”
- Kagura is a type of Shinto ritual ceremonial dance
- A torii is a traditional Japanese gate most commonly found at the entrance of or within a Shinto shrine, where it symbolically marks the transition from the mundane to the sacred.