[ the question was mostly rhetorical, but even if it wasn't? zelda's face is an open book. hiyori looks at her with just as much shock, lips parting, and eyes wide.

another god.

no. no, she definitely means heaven, but it doesn't take a genius for her to figure out that the sacred realm is zelda's "heaven" or close enough to it. takamagahara is also an island in the sky. though she's rusty on her shinto mythology due to never being too interested in it. is heaven also raised into the sky? maybe she should ask yato. when she was young, she visited shrines because that's what everyone else did. not because she was particularly devout.

but now? the answer: ]

I... [ more than she thought possible, certainly. yato, first. then tenjin. the bimbogami, kofuku. bishamonten. ebisu. takemikazuchi. then everyone else at kamuhakari. ] I-I'm, um, acquainted with a few.

[ there's also ereshkigal, whom she's met here in reverein. zelda can now be included, too. ]

Ever since my soul started slipping out of my body, I've been able to see gods and spirits... [ speaking of having her soul slip out; this is a great time for that to happen, isn't it? hiyori doesn't notice, but her corporeal form is slumped on the ground and currently snoozing away at their feet. happy as a clam. zzz.

a pink tail sways behind her. ]