Inari-sama.

He is usually the supreme ruler of Japan and does not go out, but now he has arrived beyond the distant sea of Vatican City Country.

It wasn't so deep, but there was a reason why I had to.

Briefly, on the day after Jesus and Buddha returned to heaven, the Pope wrote to you.

While impressed by the speed of reaction, I could somehow imagine the content before I read it.

Incidentally, when I actually looked through it, it was difficult to read the stylish text for a long time, but in summary, it was almost like this.

It's really painful that Jesus won't come to us.Well, I'm not in a position to say why, and I accept it as an adult.

But is it a completely different matter for the public to be convinced of that?Many people don't listen properly, even if the Pope persuades them in good faith.

In other words, the Pope is such a fool...

In the final sentence, if Inari-sama came to us and persuaded the people, the noise would calm down as well... the contents of the flickering could easily be seen through.

So I didn't do it myself, but I thought if I left it alone, it wouldn't be a fire across the bank, so I had to raise my heavy hips for the first time in a long time.

Then, from Japan to Vatican City, board a dedicated Inari god aircraft.

When I arrived, I was warmly welcomed by the people, held a parade with a smile and a wave of hands that seemed meaningful, without any particular need, and finally arrived at San Pietro Cathedral a few hours after my departure, feeling mentally exhausted.

And now, on a balcony with a good view of the crowd below, he was facing the Pope.

We sit on each other's decorated chairs and talk in our usual real talks.

By the way, it was taken from 360 degrees with a television camera as a matter of course, and I was outside poking in spring joy on a clear day without a cloud.

If it had rained, it might have been a location in the cathedral.

Anyway, the time was a little after nine a.m.

"... so Jesus and Buddha can only operate in Japan."

"I see. Did that happen?"

The Pope already knows, but nods deeply as if he knew now.

This is to appeal to those who agree with my words, and to convince the hiding Perologists that Christianity is a pagan but not an enemy.

Since it is broadcast nationwide with authoritative remarks, it has never crossed the line of prevention.

But since I always tell the truth, the line of prevention?What is that, an outsider or a song?... that's all I have to do is watch out for the other person.

Still, it's working somehow, and the whole world knows I don't lie.So now I don't care at all, except for what I want to hide, I'm going to reopen it and say something fishy.

"By the way, Jesus sent a letter to the Pope."

"What? Huh... really!?"

By the way, I'm not the usual witch dress.

He wears a luxurious robe resembling the Pope, which Japanese craftsmen have prepared to tell the hiding Perologists that Christianity is not an enemy.

Then, he sticks his little hand in the inner pocket of the robe and plays with it to find the letter.

"Um... just a moment."

It took less than a minute to find Jesus' letter and take it out, and hand it over to the Pope, who was so excited.

It was a four-fold version of a few Roosevelt leaves.

Moreover, there was no decoration and the paper was normal, and it was cheap like the one handled at the convenience store.

"The Gods came to my house and left a note just before they left."

"Hah... hah, um... can I read it?"

"Yes, it belongs to the Pope now."

Since Jesus originally wrote to him, the Pope is free to do anything about it.

I have decided to deliver Buddha's share on my way home, but I hope you can calm down quickly as I have been away from a peaceful life due to the recent increase in official business.

By the way, when I wrote the letter, we were thrilled with the latest video game, forgetting time.

So I remembered the contact with the Pope and the people on the ground when the time of appearance was critical and my body began to penetrate.

Everyone was in a hurry and couldn't find the stylish postcard, but I think it was a fine play anyway because I quickly found the Roosevelt and writing equipment for everyday use.

By the way, the content of the letter is, but I don't have a hobby to peek at sentences addressed to others, so I haven't unwrapped any of them after folding them into four folds.

The Pope began to read your letter in a harsh atmosphere, looking back at the past when I thought it was difficult in my heart.

"When the modern Pope is reading this letter, I will not be in this world anymore."

"... Jesus is joking."

It happened unexpectedly, but when Jesus invited him home to talk, he turned out to be a chaotic god, so he didn't like the silly atmosphere.

So I quickly realized that this was a joke about going back to heaven.

The Pope has a slightly bitter smile at the sudden and disturbing beginning, but he is told that he is trying to accept an unexpected side of the existence that he adores.

After about a minute of silence, the time passed, but finally the recitation of the letter began again.

"First of all, I'll apologize.I'm sorry I couldn't get there.But it's not human fault.

God can't help it, it's the absolute rule of the world. "

From there, I explained in more detail the mysterious thickness that is now filled with the earth, which determines the time limit of the divine devil's activities.

Incidentally, in the feeling that I chewed and put together, mystery is air and faith is nourishing.

Based on this, the Vatican City State cannot live because the air is too thin.

But if you muster your faith, you can force yourself to remain physically active.

But who likes to live in a harsh environment next to death?But besides, not only the Vatican, but the whole world is scattered, and Japan is just strange.

Having said that, it will still be tough for the Devil to leave the country because we can only stay on earth for a few days.

"Finally, thank you for your eternal friend Inari. … Jesus Christ"

That's how the Pope breathes out loudly, looks up to heaven, solidifies for about a minute, and then handes the finished Roosevelt to the guard.

"I'm really sorry.Is there any evidence that Jesus wrote it? "

"No, so if you see it next, ask it directly."

Suddenly it is better to believe that Jesus Christ wrote the scripted text on Roosevelt.

I'm sure you are, but the Pope, who is sandwiched between the people and me, is also hard.

But no matter what happens there, I'm not going to be that close.

It's amazing to be able to come to Vatican City to live in peace.

"Now, when will it appear next?"

"I don't know. I can't get the radio waves from my smartphone to heaven."

"... what?"

I have handed a smartphone to the Gods, so I can get in touch with them myself.However, it is a terrestrial specification only and only in the process of manifestation.

Therefore, there is nothing you can do while you are in heaven.

The dazzling Pope removes himself from the rigid state and raises his hand to ask.

Um, can you get in touch with Jesus?

"As I said earlier, only while I'm on the ground.I have exchanged my phone number and email address.... I can't publish it. "

In one word, the Pope's body is completely solidified.Now it seems like the time to return is quite long.

And let me say more, from now on, it will be normal for Japan to interact with the gods and demons, and it will be a definite future.

That said, always bring a smartphone to locate and communicate with visitors from other worlds.

I paid the rental fee in full and I incorporated it into the correspondence manual.

Modern Japan can shop with electronic money if you have a smartphone, and it can be used to communicate with local residents in case of trouble, confirm your current location, and even your ID card.

However, thank you for your help in times of trouble, I get frequent calls and have difficulty flying to the area.

Linear motor cars are now available throughout the country, so traveling time can be considerably shortened by using Inari Goddess vehicles.

Still, it was inevitable that my hard work would become Mach.

"... and I know most of the god demons that come down on earth.

Well, I still don't know everything. "

"I see..."

I don't have a response manual yet, so I often go out directly, but if I gather some information, I should be able to throw a round at government agencies and religious officials and return to a peaceful life.

"Little Princess, by the way."

Yes, what is it?

"Well... maybe. The only God, oh... do you know him?"

The only thing I heard was that God didn't come, so I twisted my head to explore my memory.

Then I remembered that when Jesus and Buddha were inviting us home to play the game, there was a god who jumped in and participated.

"Well, I came to visit my house a while ago.

It looks like a white pigeon, and Jesus says he's his father, and his name is Yahweh... "

But while I was still talking, the Pope stood up and spoke to us with a serious look.

"The only thing I call God by his name is Little Princess... a little..."

"What? But Yahwe-sama said you were free to call me."

"Oh, really? Then there's nothing wrong with that."

The Pope, who had stood up with a serious face just now, now sat in the chair with a very tired expression.

When I saw it, I could somehow guess whether it was close to that person who shouldn't be called by name, like the story of the wizard I read in Japan in the future.

I also thought it would be better to give Yahweh a smartphone and keep it a secret that Jesus and Buddha are in the Zuzu Friendship Line as well.

I was supposed to be the supreme god on the other side, but the footwork was light in many ways, just like the two gods, so I felt comfortable with it.

Still, I realized that I was hesitant to call my name, and I swore in my heart that I would only call my name when I came to my house.

Afterwards, he proceeded to answer questions from the Pope and tried not to talk as much as possible about the extra.

Thanks to my efforts, I was able to keep serious secrets.

Otherwise, I often slipped my mouth, and yet again my excitement, or recklessness without fear, became known to the world.

Thanks to this, the wash is accelerating, but for me it is no longer a routine matter.

Still, I was spiritually tingling like every time, so I couldn't escape the Tibetan snail expression.