"Ah, this..."
The young man with purple hair and blue eyes followed behind the girl, touching the back of his head and seriously contemplating, although his tone seemed uncertain, "I haven't really kept track of these things. I was born not long ago, as you humans would say, around the Heian Era..."
"...Heian Era?!"
Ichijima Hiyori's mouth twitched!
If she remembered history correctly, the Heian Era was something from over a thousand years ago, right? Even calculating from the end year, it's already been more than eight hundred years to the present twenty-first century... But this guy says it was not long ago?
—"Compared to you humans, we truly live day-to-day..."
—"We will soon vanish..."
The words that Yato had just said ran through her mind, and the girl's expression tightened. She clenched her fists to keep a straight face. What soon vanishes indeed, living to such an age should be satisfying.
