The Empire of Reimia (3)

— There! You understand what's going on and why others can't, right? But never mind, Kirishima is with them; let them all blow themselves up on mines. — Nanako kicked the wall. — But still, what a time to be alive! A great empire, led by a great ruler, is rising, trying to regain its former glory... That's three great things in one sentence, if you hadn't noticed. No one can predict what will happen, but it will definitely be interesting. So, are you ready for the upcoming events? Ha... Ha... — She breathed heavily. — I can't; as soon as I think about what awaits us, I get hot all over.

The name of the Nihon goddess immediately seemed suspiciously familiar to Morinier. He involuntarily began to sift through the historical documents he had read about the religious cults of that country, until the right thought made his body and soul turn cold with horror. No, there could be no mistake, and he definitely hadn't misheard that name.
The journalist listened to the rest of Nanako's phrase not very attentively. He had never communicated with the Nihon people; perhaps it was simply a figure of speech, like our "to hell with them" or "the devil take them"? But now, the stranger's unusual behavior seemed somehow frightening to him.
-To the events? Well, um, I don't know if it's possible to be ready for something you haven't encountered before. But I think you're right; it will definitely be intense.