Yato thought to himself mockingly.
"Alright…" Ichijima Hiyori sighed. As the temporary divine artifact, Yato also told her about the risks he might face recently, mainly regarding the strongest Martial God chasing him. Therefore, the girl could somewhat understand that Yato currently could only adopt a conservative strategy.
Refocusing her attention, she looked at the quietly seated God opposite her and found that the other was contemplating something. Then she blinked her eyes, suddenly thinking of a question:
"Eh, why was Lord Mo immediately noticed just now?"
"What's so strange about that? You see, I just said a word, and immediately the waiter noticed me…"
Yato lazily laid on the table, waiting for the food, showing a completely indifferent attitude about it, "Speaking itself is not the point; the point is that I wanted her to notice me, not to overlook my existence. As long as I can attract her attention, there are many ways to do it."
