Chapter 3: I blame Zelretch for this.

In the home of a god. Specifically a pinked haired binbougami and her regalia, the latter of which are laying on the ground with a very happy smile. The cause of this is one Emiya Shirou, who has made a meal for the three of them. Sighing in bliss Kofuku, the pink haired goddess, thought that she can die happy now. The food that she just ate was (literally) divine, as it can only be made by the greatest gods of cooking and food. Yet here she is lying on the floor, after eating the greatest meals she ever had, made by the no-name god (probably not even six months old yet) that is sitting next to her.

Looking at him, he actually seems kinda average, besides the golden brown eyes and red hair. He must have been born from the wish of a cook that wanted to create the best meal in the world. How else could he make such great food? It's also strange that he has a second name, most gods don't have one. Well there are a few exceptions, like her; taking the name Ebisu so that she will have more business. But she never heard of a god called Emiya and it sounds japanese so it can't be a foreign god. Maybe it's the name of someone he respected.

"-stay here as long as you want!" Came the voice of Daikoku. He must really like Shirou, even though he knew him for a few hours at most. Then again, this must be pretty nice change for him. After all, he always said that Yatty/Yato was a freeloader and should pull his own weight, which he never does.

Unlike Yato however Shirou seems like the person to keep his word, after all he did say that he would do the chores, cook the food and even fix the air conditioner, that we have been having problems. When we accepted Shirou he even asked if he can borrow the kitchen and when we said yes...he disappeared into it in a flash. He also got a 'do not disturb' sign on the handle. After a few hours he opened the door declaring it was lunch time bringing out a plethora of dishes, mainly japanese cuisine. Snapping out of her thoughts she went back to the conversion that barely past at.

"It's just that, I don't want to be a bother. After all I did just barge into your kitchen." The red head said politely.

"Ahhh, it's fine as long as you pull your own weight and not come by from time to time, lazing around, doing absolutely nothing." If you looked really closely, you would have noticed the twitch in Daikoku's brows as he said that. Which Shirou did pick up. He must really hate this person, whoever he was. Though the red head does sympathise with him, slightly. Though Taiga was there for him, so she has that going for her.

Still he does feel like he's asking a bit much. After all he didn't really give that greatt of a first impression with the whole kitchen thing. So he persisted, "Still...I think-"

"Don't worry, Shi-tan, it's fine you can stay here if you want I don't mind. Besides I'll be able to eat more of your delicious cooking." Kofuku said very happily. She might be a little greedy and selfish for saying that, but can you blame her. It's very rare to eat food as great as god's, despite being god ourselves. Mainly because food gods are very rare.

"Well if Ebisu-sama says it's alright then sure." Shirou relented, with a somewhat defeated smile.

"There that's over and done with. Your rooms up the hall, to the left. There'll be a futon in it before night. You can check it out if want. I'll go clean the dishes."

"No Shi-chan you're staying right here and call me Kofuku." The Goddess pouted at the end.

"But the I-"

"No buts," Kofuku quickly interjected. She pouted a little. Shirou seems to be very stubborn and selfless to a fault. Well it's time to use the ultimate technique. "Please stay we have a lot to talk about."

It was Shirou's mistake was not looking away from the goddamned technique. Once he looked he can't look away. Those eyes stared him down, breaking down his will, but he has to resist. He's been deprived from the kitchen for far too long and only just got a chance to use one again. He needs to resist, so he can help wash the dishes with Daikoku-san. He needs to resist. He needs to resist. He must resist. He- "Okay okay, I'll stay." couldn't resist.

"Yay! Hey Shi-chan are you a new god because I've never seen you around before." Finally getting her way. She asked the question she was curious about. After all new born gods are generally very rare. Mainly because of the fact that they tend to...disappear quite easily. Since they're not very famous they tend to die after the first few days if they can't get someone to remember them for at least some time. Though they're usually born with the infomation with to do anyway.

"Ummm, Kofuku-sama I'm pretty sure I'm not a god." Yea there's no way in hell is he a god. Even if can create a reality marble. Create weopons that were used by heroes and villains alike. If he is dead (and he's pretty he is) then at best he would be a spirit or something along those lines. Though what confused him was how are there still gods. The age of gods ended years ago with the technological advancements of the world.

Kofuku only looked at him with blinking eyes, before she started laughing. Tears started to come out of her eyes as she continued to laugh. After a few more seconds she started to control herself. "Don't be silly Shi-chan. Of course your're a god. Nobody but a god can make food like that and your cooking still surpasses even the greatest gods of cooking. Besides you have the same feeling as one, it's a bit strange, but you're still a god. Did you hit your head to forget your a god or something."

"Well I did hit my head on a lamp post." It's true, it's just that he didn't lose any memories. 'But I guess I can go along for now.' He needed the information to prove some of the theories that he had of what happened to him and how he got here.

When Shirou said that, Kofuku's eyes widened and started to panic and she started to say words in a incredibly fast pace. Though surprisingly he was able to keep up so there's no problem. From there Shirou listened to everything that Kofuku had to say.

In the room that Daikoku showed him, he was laying on his futon with his hands behind his head. He had a thoughtful expression on his face as he processed what he had learned today. First thing to note is that he is most definitely in a different dimension, which he found out when he asked about Fuyuki City. Yea he had a hard time getting out of that one when he asked, though he made it work.

Next, was that the age of gods hasn't ended in this dimension. Though the gods here have much less influence over humans and there also beings called phantoms that's basically a manifestation of sin in a way. Oh also the gods do jobs for humanity. Especially unknown gods who had to take up any job to be able to exist.

Talking of gods what came next was the plethora of infomation related to gods. How they are born from wishes. How they would disappear someday. How the famous gods reincarnate when they die. Regalias that are basically human spirits as weopons, clothing or even an animal. Hell some can be an everyday object like a lamp or something.

Though, now that he has taken up the role of an amnesiac god, he'll have to go out and do jobs. Not that he minds, he needs to pull his own weight. Hopefully he won't encounter any problems with not actually being a god.

Omake: Divine cooking

"Bishamon-sama I found this in one of your shrines." Came the voice one of Bishamon's many regalia. She was holding what seems to be a rather large box wrapped in clothe. It also seems to carry a note on it that says 'To Bishamonten-sama'.

The aforementioned goddess who was in her usual sacred bath. Told the regalia to leave it at the table and she would get it later. Spending much time in the bath she finally got out and clothed herself with her usual hakama. Giving the bento a glance before she took it to her room, where she un wrapped the clothe to find a note on the top of the bento. A letter?

"Bishamon-sama I wrote to inform you that I am sorry for whatever I did to anger you when we first met and as an apalogy I made you a bento. If there is too much food you can share it with anyone you like. Again I am sorry for whatever I did to anger you and I hope you can forgive me.

Signed, Emiya Shirou

P.S. Could you please return the bento box back to the shrine we met in. It's not mine and I don't want to get in trouble with my landlady.

P.P.S If you want I could make more if you want."

"That stupid little..." Bishamon sneered. Feigning ignorance fo what he did. How could you not know she existed. Any god, new born or otherwise, knew who she was, let alone existed. She could not accept such mockery of her.

She was about to throw the bento away, until the lid slipped and she stopped. The released aroma of the food bombarded her sense of smell. It made her drool slightly, though she tried to reign it in and failing. Then she looked at the somehow glowing food and her mouth started to water. A blush slowly crepted onto her face as she looked upon the divine meal in front of her.

It was alluring to say the least. Such food is extremely tempting, but...it was from him. An audible gulp came her throat as she grabbed the chopstickes that came along with it. 'One bite wouldn't hurt would it?" Slowly she got one of the dishes in the bento and just as slowly she brought it up to her mouth and bit into it. Then again and again and again, speeding up every time until her hand was just a blur. This food. It's...divine, godly, something that the every god would descend to earth just to give such a cooking a try. It would be the banquet of gods. The feelings it created on her tastebuds were indescribeable. The blush on her face become very noticeable as she finished the second bento box, then the third, then the fourth and then the fifth.

Shakily she sat down on her chair after she felt her legs becoming jello. It become weak from the food that transcended gods. With a full blown blush on her face she thought, 'Maybe he really didn't know what he did.' and with that she fell unconcious on her chair.

Author's note:

Well there's the third chapter. Not as long as the others but I think the omake makes up for it (I think). To be honest this chapter was more or less a filler to establish Shirou into the Noragami world when I look back on it. Anyway what do you think of the omake, is it good, is it bad? If so tell me why. I would also like you to tell me what you think of the chapter. Welp that's for today folks.

So see ya!