My Twin Sister Was Taken as a Miko and I Was Thrown Away but I’m Probably the Miko

Cleric, I doubt it.

When she woke up, the familiar goddess opened her eyes wide and raised her voice in a panic.

“You’re finally awake.”

So the goddess smiled with joy, and offered me water.

I wonder why I was asleep. What is remembered is that it began to be whispered in the country that the Divine Son might have emerged. Every god that exists in this world. What rightly believes in God can hear the voice of God. Until eight years ago, even in our country, there were rightly those who listened to the voice of God. But that person is gone.

And the suspicion has arisen that those who can rightly hear the voice of God may be present in this world in a situation that does not exist in this country. A dozen clerics, including me, managed to hear the voice of God by performing rituals that were said to have to find the Divine Son somehow and that could possibly lead to death. Before we lost consciousness, we passed on the information of the godson we were taught. And that’s all I remember, I raised my voice.

“Dear Divine Son…”

“Dear Kamiko?

“Did the Divine Son… welcome you and make it?”

“Yeah, we could welcome you.”

I am relieved by the words of the goddess.

Then I woke up first among those who performed the ritual, and I heard that the other clerics had not yet woken up either. And I’ve been lying down for four months. I was relieved to also hear that no one was dead.

I am glad that I was able to wake up this way because I was forced to do the act of listening to the voice of God.

Do not feel remorse for not having had anyone to hear the voice of God, and for letting the Divine Son live in a village on the border for eight years. If we had been able to hear the voice of God correctly, we would have been able to receive you immediately when the Divine Son was born.

With that in mind, the goddess said to me, “I’ll bring you a meal” and left the room.

Dear Kamiko.

In the information conveyed once and for all in the temple, I was able to see the figure of the Divine Son for a moment.

I didn’t see it clearly, but the figure of the Divine Son I saw. Remind me of that figure and give thought to the actual Divine Son.

Oh, godson.

Loved by God.

What kind of person is it? To the miracle that the Divine Son will exist, in those days, I cannot help but feel happy for the fact that I live.

Quickly, I want to see God. I don’t want to take action for the Divine Son.

Then many people came to me. Everyone was delighted to wake me up and to hear about me.

I was never called out to the high priests until I played the major role of listening to the Divine Consort. But it was because I accomplished that great role that they put their faces to me. I feel a little complicated about that, but that’s okay. Because I was able to welcome the Divine Son.

I told them I wanted to see the Divine Son on the spot.

And three days later, I was ready to stand before the Divine Son.

I hear that Kamiko hasn’t been able to reveal himself yet. However, the fact that the Divine Son is already beautiful is widespread among the civilian population.

Even though I was able to welcome the Divine Son around the corner, I frowned that I had not yet been able to properly educate the young Divine Son. I am a lower end cleric and had no connection with the upper echelons, but is that the policy of the upper echelons? The dreaded idea of educating the Divine Son, thinking about pawning many fears, etc., also comes to mind, and there is anxiety about what he intends to do with this country.

It is only natural that the Divine Son must be able to live his days in peace of mind, and there is a feeling that the Divine Son must be given a proper place to learn. Because he is a godson, I think he must understand his position properly. Only, in my ideal.

It also gives me a headache to talk about the deportation of a woman who was a godson’s educator because she had an attitude that godson didn’t deserve. She also said that misfortune was visiting the land because of the educator’s woman, but what was happening while she was asleep was still untidy.

For one thing, let’s talk sincerely to the Divine Son when we can meet him.

I certainly thought so at that time on my way to the Divine Son.

But standing in front of the Divine Son, looking at the Divine Son, my thoughts blew up.

“I am the Divine Son!!

A girl like that with confidence, she was certainly beautiful. Blue eyes, golden, long hair. Yes, golden hair (…). I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

“… My name is Iroom”

“Iroom!!

And then, I don’t remember what I talked to the Divine Son. However, I left the room on the spot with no touches around.

And of the migratory district of the priests, which is built adjacent to the Great Temple, we head to our chambers.

I was confused.

I was anxious to hear the rumors about the Divine Son, but I was really looking forward to seeing him. I can see the Divine Son. My heart was pounding when I could see what God loved.

But no.

And that’s what I thought.

For the color of the Divine Son’s hair in the temple, which I could only see for a moment, was not golden. Though it was blurry, the colour appeared to be few. The color of my hair wasn’t that beautiful golden. Either that or a calmer color. She had brown, everywhere hair color.

Is there anything like a mistake or something that I could only see for a moment in a shrine? Sometimes my memory is wrong…… No, no, I think so. So what does it mean? I’m still confused about my head, but think about the possibilities.

Kamiko is dyeing her hair…… no, she won’t have this. Hair dyeing is expensive, and I don’t think you can get it in a border village. In the first place, because hair dyeing is something that falls off if you wash your hair, there’s no way that what you take care of the Divine Son doesn’t know the color of the Divine Son’s ground hair.

It’s a possibility I don’t even want to think about, but is it possible that the Divine Son who is in this Great Temple right now is not the true Divine Son? And I think after seeing the godson with the golden hair.

… I became wary of the possibility that maybe the Divine Son might not be a true Divine Son.

– Cleric, I doubt it.

(The awakened cleric confronts his sister to arouse suspicion)