Inari wants to live in peace

Yasukuni Shrine was built in Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, in 1948 to honor the spirit of those martyred for the sake of the nation.

The land in Tokyo is soaring, and most residents don't want to go anywhere else, so they shook their heads vertically by publicly saying that Inari God (fake) had ordered them.

But this medicine worked too well.

Not only were Inari Taisha Shrine and the national budget put in, but construction was also carried out almost all night.

It took me a year to finish it.

Because of this, I was enjoying a leisurely and comfortable life. Please, Inari God, I will be pulled out by force.

Somehow I thought it was time to resume the early morning jogging and the main business announcement of the daily routine, so I thought positively that it would be a good opportunity, and finally raised my heavy hips.

In the spring of Showa 18, it was just after lunch on a good and sunny day.

I walked solemnly through the gate of Yasukuni Shrine with our crest engraved, not the crest of chrysanthemum, and proceeded straight to the stage set on the grounds.

(I feel like I'm in a hurry to finish it in order to pull me out somehow)

It wasn't Tenwado, but it was forbidden to come into contact with anything other than offerings and luggage delivery.

If you don't show your face for about a year, the public won't feel anxious or understand.

Considering that the Japanese government and Inari Taisha Shrine were being held hostage by the people, it was satisfactory in a sense.

(I have lived in peace for about a year, and it may have been a good opportunity to get out)

As Japan's supreme ruler and Inari god (fake), life begins again until the shadow of popularity disappears naturally.

So I didn't want to work hard, but I put my heart into it.

Incidentally, today, to stand on the stage and perform the festival, the witch's clothing is always the same, but on top of that, she wears beautiful decorative feathers and accessories.

(But I don't know if the defeated are the spirits and I'm the superior.)

Since the Self-Defense Forces are under the authority of the Emperor, there is no mistake in reason.

But even after death, as if I were a War Maiden of Valhalla, I breathed in my heart.

Still, without stopping, without gazing at the famous celebrities and survivors who line up to the left and right to pave the way, just keep going straight.

When I founded the militia in the Edo period, I remembered that you declared that you would protect the people.

As a result, I somehow became the goddess of victory in World War II, and many heroic spirits gathered under me.

In other words, Inari God was proven to be a military god.

There is a pile of truly undesirable accomplishments piling up, and while the departure is far away, life mourns in the heart that it is unbearable.

However, time was constantly passing, and I came to the front of the special stage set behind the precincts, so I climbed the stairs one step at a time.

Because of the softness of the past, I joined the military gods in the richness of the five grains, wisdom and scholarship, doctors and life, performing arts and martial arts, and so on.

The foundation was made because of various things he actually did with the warlord and the firearm opponent.

He also succeeded in Operation Lightning Fox, leading to the end of World War II.

I was at the forefront of the coalition in Moscow, and I couldn't help but say that I did everything I could to defeat the army and the weapons, to save all of them, and to save civilians in danger.

This is how you get up to the stage and stand in front of Mike.

But honestly, I didn't think of anything that would encourage the people or comfort the survivors.

(Hmm, what the hell am I supposed to say?)

Although it was always a hit scene, this time I was rushed when I was sleeping at home without previous information.

I couldn't afford to think of dialogues, and even if I received an explanation from a government official, it was all I could understand.

But if you're silent, you can't go any further.

After finishing a complicated greeting, it's okay to just go and talk quietly to the people gathered.

"Thanks to you, the long war is finally over."

Some of the gatherings also included bereaved family members and friends.

Each of them stood sad with pictures and artifacts.

"Japan won, but not without sacrifice."

Compared to other Allies, he did not enter the war with his back, but the casualties were not zero.

In addition, since I completely renounced my rights, I can say that I am dissatisfied with my chest by stepping on it and kicking it.

"Many of those who did not reach my power and were martyred by the state have died."

In chaotic situations, it is often unclear who actually died where.

So most of them don't even know their names, but it was they who carried out the operation, the Alliance lord.

I still don't know if I made the right decision at that time, but I'm confident in my mental strength.

I can't change the past that happened, so I want to walk towards the future to avoid wasting their sacrifices.

"Thanks to their noble sacrifices, Japan has been able to live in peace without being exposed to war.

We must never forget that fact. "

The Soviet Union's ultimate goal was Japan, so I decided to intervene in World War II.

Not only did they send the militia, but they also sent them to the Alliance lords.

There were martyrs out there, but Japan alone must have done less damage than confronting the Soviet Union.

But, well, I can't help talking about Yasukuni, so I will explain about Yasukuni Shrine (easily).

"Yasukuni Shrine honours the spirits of those martyred for the sake of the nation, so that they may pass away in peace of mind.That's what I built it for. "

But unfortunately, I'm running out of stories when I come here.

Knowledge of subcultures is split and abundant, but I really don't like serious talk.

So I held the Kagura bell that was held by the caretaker with both hands and waved quietly, trying to show it by action rather than by words.

"Yasukuni (Easily) gathered at the shrine to protect the kingdom of Japan, the spirits."

Kagura bells rang on the grounds of Yasukuni Shrine, where people who were silently obeying mourning gathered.

"The time has come to say goodbye to your relatives and friends."

At the end of my words, pale fireballs appeared everywhere on the grounds.

Eventually it began to take the form of a human being, but it was a ghost embodied in my power.

The identity is an illusion of a family member's or a friend's imagination and is never real.

Fox fires seem to be quite effective, only reproducing gawa, which has no heat or substance.

(Too many boulders, maybe very tired)

The reason is unknown, but since the end of World War II, the power of the fox daughter has increased again.

Thanks to this, I was able to see the phantom, but because of the large number of the defeated, I didn't fall down, but I was very tired.

The participants who gathered at Yasukuni Shrine (easily) are less upset because they know that I am a genius, and honestly accept the status quo and are happy and tearful about the reunion of the defeated.

"When the sun sets, the spirits travel into the afterlife.

By then, please say goodbye so that there is no remnant of your heart. "

So I exhaled a lot, and after speaking the next word, I turned my back and went off the stage.

"I used a little too much force.I'm going to have to excuse you first. "

Honestly standing alone is tough, but instead of showing a bitter face, you follow the opposite path to the main gate.

Moving around while being protected by a guard or caretaker, words of gratitude to me come from around me one after another.

Since it is familiar in itself, it can be passed on without difficulty.

But there was only one thing that bothered me.

I should have read the images of the survivors and friends to create a phantom that became 3D, and the spirits could not speak any words, but only stood nearby, so it is a ghost that has been a good one for a long time.

(But you're reacting to the words of your family and friends.)

If people really had a soul, it is entirely unclear whether it was mixed with fox fire and materialized, but they certainly had feelings.

You just can't move from there and act like a human.

(I don't know what it is, but the Japanese people are happy, Yoshi!)

I don't even know how to think about it, so I don't mind the details.

Incidentally, the time to keep the ghost alive is until sunset, as announced.

I go out through the gate of Yasukuni Shrine in the hope that everyone will say goodbye before dark.

Then, I went back to Inari Taisha Shrine in a special car that had been prepared in advance, and I was in a groggy state, both physically and mentally.

Incidentally, it was an improvised Heroic Spirit Summoning, but the effect was not only on Yasukuni Shrine, but also on all of Japan.

And even if a pale fire suddenly appeared in the air, the Japanese people were calm.

The government made the announcement on television and radio, knowing it was me.

As a result, I was able to say goodbye to those who had died by sunset.

But after all, when the sun sets, the fox fire will also go out.

They climbed up into the sky in unison, and many of the people quietly waited for the sight, weeping.

For the record, since the time happened to be close to spring's day, I go home and visit my ancestors' tombs around March 20 every year.

These habits on the other shore were established in Japan.