[Yukine’s expression freezes at that. Then his smile turns a shade more dangerous, although the ire is not directed at the guy standing before him.]

Is that right? Nice to meet you, then. I’m Yukine, that guy’s shinki to whom he doesn’t tell a damn thing. [But boy will they have words later. What the hell, you damn jersey- what do you need to go and make a useless bet for? It better not have been for anything serious.

Trying to bring himself down a notch, Yukine figures he might as well hear about this for himself.]

I suppose I should apologize that you got sucked into another of that guy’s diversions. So, you’re a new god?