There’s always a Kamisama by my side.
That day when my friends left me out at school, seeing me busting into tears at night, my grandma took something out from her old shelf.
“I’ll give you something nice,” she said.
“There is a Tsukumogami dwelling in this.”
“A Tsukumogami?”
“It’s a god that dwell on things that have been taken good care of over a hundred years”
What she handed me was a small, old-looking vase.
“He will protect you if you take good care of it”
From that day on, whenever I was caught in grief, the god inside the vase spoke to me gently.
“It’s alright Hikaru, you aren’t alone”
I was pleased to hear that.
Grandma said that’s Tsukumogami would dwell in things that have been cherished for over a hundred years. In that case, I must take good care of absolutely EVERYTHING I have. I must throw anything away because all the gods will become my friends someday!!
Therefore, I took great care of all my belongings. I NEVER threw ANYTHING away. When I became a middle schooler, and then a high schooler, I was still alone at school, but I was fine because I had the gods with me at home.
Now I am not a child anymore. I am living with my first friend god in the vase, in my room surrounded by things where my gods are going to reside, and I am happy. But my stubborn mom scolds me every single day saying, “Throw away the garbage”, and I am getting sick of it. She doesn’t understand anything. How come she thinks I can throw away my precious plastic bottles and tissue paper? I am really looking forward to the day when all my gods are going to be at my side.