Well yeah, it's my bridge. How'm I going to be there to guard people crossing it and in case someone actually decides to pray at the shrine again?

[Yep. Again. Someone already had once. that'd been a little surreal, even if it wasn't for the usual stuff. Frankly, if anyone had asked her about the usual, she would have been shocked. Way too fast for that sort of thing.]

It's like the one back home, so much that I think it's from my memories. It obviously isn't where it belongs. This isn't hell after all.