[Fushimi nods and then starts to chuckle, more than a little brokenly.]
I was in...first grade? Maybe? I had an ant farm. I don't remember why I had an ant farm, but I remember it being important to me. And I remember it being important to me because I remember coming home from school one day and watching as my father set roaches on it and lit it on fire. He threatened to set my only friend on fire until I shoved them out of the house.
[And while he can't remember who that was, he's pretty sure he can guess. Pretty sure Izumo can guess, too.]
...I look like him, especially with my hair the way I had it.
[He doesn't know why he's telling Izumo all this. Maybe because Izumo is his god? Maybe because he trusts Izumo? He knows at some point he didn't care for him all that much, but here and now he guesses he does.]
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I was in...first grade? Maybe? I had an ant farm. I don't remember why I had an ant farm, but I remember it being important to me. And I remember it being important to me because I remember coming home from school one day and watching as my father set roaches on it and lit it on fire. He threatened to set my only friend on fire until I shoved them out of the house.
[And while he can't remember who that was, he's pretty sure he can guess. Pretty sure Izumo can guess, too.]
...I look like him, especially with my hair the way I had it.
[He doesn't know why he's telling Izumo all this. Maybe because Izumo is his god? Maybe because he trusts Izumo? He knows at some point he didn't care for him all that much, but here and now he guesses he does.]