If you asked him, Nemoto Shin would say that he is a religious man. If you asked for details, he would politely decline your request and say that religion is a private matter for him. This is true. Nemoto Shin, nowadays, does not say anything that is not true.
It simply is not the whole truth.
You could not blame him, if you knew, for holding back the details of his religion. To worship what everyone else perceived as a mortal man seems like delusion, like the symptom of a cult’s predation. To go so far as to kill for that man would shock and mortify anyone. And Shin’s insistence that Chisaki Kai is more than human might have landed him in a mental asylum.
Shin knows he’s not insane, thank you.
Shin murmurs prayers and dedications under his breath every time a bullet of his meets its mark, and when he comes back from his mission he’s greeted by a knowing-yet-confused look in his young master’s (young god’s) eye and knows that he’s received the blood of the offering. Shin survives things he shouldn’t be able to, and Chisaki always arrives just a hair quicker after than any normal man would. And when he uses his Quirk just a hair too much and falls into a narcoleptic sleep, he dreams of feathered serpents and the birth of dark planets and the molecular makeup of the universe.
Even the other Precepts have started to notice it. Tengai murmurs that he’s been hired by a demon; Setsuno admits that he’s no longer sure he can die; Sakaki cries on his shoulder, terrified of the visions he sees when he drifts off to sleep. Shin comforts him the best he can, but as an oracle he’s been having these dreams and knowing these things since he was a child, so he has no reference point for how to approach this when it is all new and overwhelming.
And Kurono–well. Kurono is an angel, an angel of death, the kind that gleefully sends sinners into the clutches of the hungry god both he and Shin serve.
Kurono scares Shin.
Best not to dwell on it, though. Whatever it is he’s scared of, it’s not like he can leave now.
