My Twin Sister Was Taken as a Miko and I Was Thrown Away but I’m Probably the Miko

"Mr. Dragon, what's your name?

It was just me, Mr. Dragon and Frene, and I asked, remembering that I hadn't heard his name.

I stand before Mr. Dragon and Frene is present right beside it.

"- Is that my name? My name is Dolorean. A long time ago, it was called. It's a name no one's called me in a long time."

They say Mr. Dragon's name is Doroean.

"Mr. Dowloean. Let me hear the story of the Divine Son?

"Fine. Son of God, what's your name?

"I'm Lernda"

"I'm Frene!

"Fresne to Lernda? Nearby. I'll talk to you. You can sit down."

"Yeah."

"Yes."

Me and Frene snort at Mr. Dolorean's words and come closer. Can I sit out long enough to touch my body?

I've never touched a dragon scale, so I honestly feel strong about wanting to touch it. I don't think I'm scared of Mr. Dolorean, so I'm pretty nagging over the extra, this way, that I can touch him.

"... Hey, Mr. Dolorean, can I sit nearby, scales, touch you?

"... you want to touch me?

"Yeah. I want to stroke it"

To my words, Mr Dolorean shut up a little. I was anxious that it would have pissed me off, but the next thing I heard was laughter.

"Ha ha, should I say Shinko Boulder? Or is Lernda dull? There's no such thing as a kid who looks at me and says he wants to stroke me. Never mind, I don't mind stopping by. I don't mind if you stroke me, but don't touch my scales.... I can put up with it a little bit, but it's going to break out."

That's what Mr. Dolorean told me. So sweet for your words, I decide to stop by. If I touch it in the meantime, I will not touch it because I have also heard the place of the wasted scales.

Sit up close to the foot area and snuggle over there.

Frene said, "Le, relunda. It's a boulder. I can't get that close to the boulder," he said, a little further away.

Mr. Dolorean's hands and feet are thick. It's covered in scales, with sharp nails stretched out. I can see from the looks of it that it has a very powerful power. Reach out. Scales are calm and pleasant. I don't know, I feel different from when I touched the mundane Griffons.

Unexpectedly, I stroke it once and for all when it feels good.

"... how long are you willing to stroke me? Didn't we talk?

"Oh, I'm sorry. Feels good, unexpectedly...... I want you to talk to me."

I've stroked too much, so I'm in a hurry to say so and stop stroking.

- So, what do you want to hear?

"About Kamiko. I'm not familiar with it. I have a sense that I am a godson, but I don't know what I can do or anything like that, so I want you to tell me a lot. So, at first, I want to hear about the Divine Son I met."

"You're the Divine Son I've met. Has it been about 200 years since we met in person? It wasn't a man, it was a monster."

"... demons to the Divine Son too?

"That's right. A godson is nothing but a person. It's a thing that exposes every creature. Though the presence that God cares about is the Divine Son. Nothing is the only thing God cares about. The demon was a demon that looked like a weak chestnut rat, but died in the woods with its full life span. Even though he lived a little longer than normal because he is a godson. The divine son died unknowingly."

"That's right... Who lives longer than usual?

"The Divine Son lives only a little longer than that race. Sometimes I rarely get sick, but it's only natural because God cares."

Will I live just a little longer, too? I thought it would be nice to think I could stay a little longer with everyone, although it would only come to me perfectly if I lived eleven years.

"For the rest, I don't remember how many hundred years ago, but I've also met the Divine Son of Man. He came to crusade me and ended up like a friend."

"You have a lot of godchildren."

"Right. And by God, it also changes what creatures are susceptible to likes. In the case of Lernda, because of the strong influence of God in the sky, it affects what flies in the sky. It's only about what God has a strong influence on. So the impact is small on other things. That's why not everyone likes you, even though you're a divine son. In some cases, the Divine Son may be persecuted. Don't you remember Lernda, too? Is that what you're saying about living in these woods?

I am listening to Mr. Doroyan as he sat down on his body. The story of the Divine Son, which I hear from a being who knows the Divine Son, allows me to know a lot of things I never knew before.

"... yeah"

Born and raised in a village, I lived without knowing my friends or affection. I guess you could say that's because you don't have that kind of influence.

"Dear Dragon, I'd like to hear that the power of the Divine Son is a power that God can influence, isn't it? I thought at first that meant God was free to help me with Lernda, but it seems different, and what about the truth?

Frene, who was listening, questioned Mr. Dowloean in a nervous manner.

"- It's not like that. God does not directly affect this land. It is too mighty to say the power of God. That can only be poison to the land. God is giving something like shelter to the Divine Son, but it is not giving it only directly. Right, otherwise what is given to the Divine Son is almost automatic. God himself does not influence the actions of the Divine Son one by one. In the case of Lernda, it means that from the very beginning the sky god is giving it something like shelter, which automatically makes it easier to be liked by something that flies just a little bit."

That is what Mr Dowloean replied to Frene's words.

- The girl and the gods of the winged three.

(Divine Girl Knows That About Being Said to Be Divine Son)