At the same time.
Japan.
In the dim room of the Shintoism.
Nanami was sitting on the sofa, offering today's resources to Yamata no Orochi.
Then.
A few high-ranking officials of Shintoism and Ikenai Grand Shrine walked in from outside.
The room itself was very spacious and luxuriously decorated, but Nanami had drawn all the curtains tightly closed.
Ever since Nanami contracted in reverse with Yamata no Orochi, she seemed to have developed a fondness for dark environments.
The people who came didn't like this dim environment, but they dared not say anything.
"Nanami, did you offer all today's resources?" someone asked.
"Hm..." Nanami responded.
"Aren't they too many? Lately, the resources offered each day have been growing, putting significant pressure on the national treasury. Such greed, back when you..."
The words were cut off.
Nanami's icy gaze swept over.
The other person immediately dared not speak further.
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat oppressive.
