Yarin's POV:
The priestess calmly accepted the goddess's departure, stating that the goddess's story and blessings would not disappear with her. She said, "Gratefulness persists even in death, just as it does in life."
This made me reconsider the temple. It was not a rigid and gloomy institution, and I shouldn't have misunderstood true devotion.
As for Spil, a mythical character suddenly entering the real world, my mother was uncertain about how to arrange things for him.
However, Spil assured her he preferred a free and unrestrained life and didn't need anyone to do anything for him.
Eventually, he accepted my mother's proposal to give him an identity. After all, this wasn't several thousand years ago, and strict regulations weren't favorable for undocumented individuals like him.
