"How dare you called yourself one of a Kami! People like you should just burn in hell!!" A man yelled as he threw rocks at Shirogami.
"Young boy, who poisoned your mind so much that you call yourself a Kami?" An old fat women asked as she looked down at Shirogami. "You look young - there's absolutely no way that you told yourself you were a Kami."
Shirogami's white hair covered his eyes as he balled his hands into fists. Blood ran down his nose as he tried to figure out his next move.
"Don't you humans get tired of yelling? I'm trying to sleep, Mrs & Mr. Houser." An Androgynous person said. They had short black haired, black eyes that were empty & extremely pale skin. They were wearing a black dress with velvet accents.
'A ghost. . . ? Why are they inferring?' Shirogami asked himself as he looked at the ghost who showed the three a tired smile.
"Yami . . . !" The man gasped surprised at their sudden appearance. "We didn't mean to wake you up, it's just this boy!" Mr. Houser pointed at Shirogami was sitting on the floor covered in scratches & bruises.
"I know what he said is basically blasting to you humans, but violence? What did that ever solve?" Yami smiled when she saw the couple bow their heads realizing their actions weren't the best decision. "As long as you know. Now, about that boy. . ."
Yami that gracefully floated over to Shirogami. They put their pale hands on his shoulders. He didn't even shiver, Yami smiled when they didn't get that reaction. "Nisegami." She said causing Shirogami to turn around.
"Ah- what!?" He asked as his eyes widened.
"Nise, meaning Fake. You are a fake Kami to these people." Yami elaborated calmly. It was like their word was final. "Nisegami is who you are." They hugged the back of Shirogami. They then pulled away looking at Mr & Mrs. Houser. "I'm hoping no one else wakes me up~" They smiled.
"Oh yes. . . ! Have a goodnight, Yami!" Mr. Houser said nervously.