Iyashinogami~Healing God
Yato felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off of his shoulders. He could still barely believe it. Hiyori losing her memories had terrified him. Watching that tiny fragile ball shatter just above his fingers, dissolving to nothing, had left Yato furious. He'd been so upset that he'd almost reverted back to his old ruthless self. And then… she came back. Hiyori- wonderful, amazing Hiyori- had somehow brought herself back. He didn't know why or how, nor did he care. All that mattered was her memories were back, and she was okay. She was alive, he and Yukine were alive, and in that moment, Yato had felt like nothing could crush his spirit.
Hope was a precious thing. Victory was even better. He finally had victory.
Sure, not all of his problems were solved. He was still homeless, shrineless, and begging for work, but no longer was he a hopeless god, left to pick at scraps and stuck in a dark alley all alone. He had friends. A loyal shinki. Best of all, he had a follower who was there to stay. Things were finally looking up.
Yato stared at the new five yen piece in his palm. It was amazing how something so small could mean so much. The coin wasn't just five yen, it was a promise. A vow that Hiyori would always remember. He would never be forgotten again. It was something Yato had yearned for all his life, and having it brought such a sweet feeling of relief. Hiyori's words still echoed in his head:
"I'm not turning my back on you, I want to be with you forever."
Yato smiled fondly at the memory. It was something he would remember for the rest of his life. It was amazing what one follower could do. Yato felt like he could take on the world. He felt almost… giddy. For the first time in his life, not a single worry was on his mind.
At last, for the moment, all seemed right with the world. He finally felt truly at peace.