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[unlucky7]

From: Ginia
Date: March 25th

Looking for part time work? Interested in assisting with prayers across Japan? The God of Fortune, Ebisu, is hiring for multiple positions at his temple. Applicants with skills and/or knowledge in office support, customer service, technical support, languages, agriculture, manufacturing, and fishing are highly welcome, though all skill levels are welcome to apply.

Hours are flexible, pay starts at 4000 yen/hour. Higher rates can be negotiated depending on skills/knowledge. No naming required. Additional benefits include on-site meals, travel options across Japan, and training in shinki spells.

Questions can be asked here or directed to Ebisu. Interested applicants should contact Ebisu directly to set up an appointment.

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Speaking more candidly, any help is welcome. Even if you can only spare a few hours you will be properly compensated for your time and do a great service to the temple. The majority of work is office-based, but there are plenty of field opportunities too.

Comments

[unlucky7]

The big question is what was it and what does it mean for us? Gods have it easier, knowing where they're from and what they can go back to (if they want to). Bit harder for us.

Oh yeah? What was that?

[hypomeneo]

Death is not necessarily the end of the story. What we do in life matters, our death matters, but we exist after. Just in ways that are different.

So no... not always. Not for them and not for us.

... as for what it was? Who knows for sure right now. Maybe it was just a wish for better.

[Which... sounds like the cult, doesn't it? A wish for better. But really from who?

As for the rest, that feels true. But he states it with authority because... isn't that one of the big ones they face? The uncertainty of after. So he's making it a Truth. It is not over for them too.]

That there was bad luck in leaving the dolls up past a certain date, she said. Maybe that was what attracted the ayakashi.

I found it funny, because there, right there is belief in action. Leaving the dolls up is bad luck. Many people believe it. Therefore ayakashi. Negativity made manifest. Belief creating reality. A self fulfilling prophecy.

But they're still leaving the dolls up and well... that belief is being challenged, is it not? The times are changing as we all know, and there is always a tipping point where things begin to alter.

[unlucky7]

[Does what they do in life matter in the context of a shinki? Yes, who they were is important she wants to say, but Ginia can't help but think on the alternate. That if who they were in life matters, then it applies to them now.

She's seen the implications surrounding her life, of the knowledge she knows and doesn't know, the brief flash of her life, what she can do and has done here. Don't look at the thread, don't pull on it, don't follow it down down down

because Ginia knows if she does, maybe she'll prove the thoughts she tries to ignore right.

That she is a bad, evil person. That there's no redeeming someone like her. That everything she's working for and toward is a lie and like everything else, she's going to destroy things.

"Your hands create words. They can do much more than kill. Remember that if nothing else." Someone told her that, though she can't remember who or when. They seemed so certain, but what if they were wrong?

Death is not necessarily the end of the story, no, but sometimes Ginia wants it to be. Let Ginia end so Jitsumi can live.]

I suppose there are two constants.

People always want things to be better.

The world will always change and move on.

I wonder if us being here really does any good. The longest person of the new generation has only been here for a little over a year. Nothing when compared to centuries or millennia of existence.

Yet three are recognized as Gods of Fortune. We are not insignificant, we are doing our part to help and be recognized, we rebel quietly against the order and band together in ways the old gods do not.

I wonder if it all matters. In another century, will all this be forgotten, a strange year unworthy of another thought.

Or maybe in a century, reform is happening. Who knows.

[hypomeneo]

[... if Waver could see the course of her thoughts, he'd wince and curse. He didn't mean it like that. Only an assurance that the after is just as important and that they had something if sent back from this.

But he can't... and so they go writing...]

That depends on what we do and what we leave behind. No predicting the bloody future, but there's plenty of ways to leave a legacy. Not just the bold acts. The little things. Changing minds and beliefs. Even simply caring for each other.

Who knows what will spiral.

[unlucky7]

I suppose if nothing else, I did make things easier for the shinki at Ebisu's temple.

[The work never ends, but every bit counts. And maybe... maybe she made a small difference with Takami too.]

And provide some great eyecandy around the office.

[hypomeneo]

Never underestimate the power of eyecandy. I hear it can topple any obstacle.

Your devastatingly cheering sex appeal aside though, you made things easier for me that first day. Didn't stop there.

That's something that matters right there too.

[unlucky7]

If all it takes is a coy glance and a smile, was it much of an obstacle?

Even with me ambushing you off the get go?

Good recovery though. Still real impressive.