One day, Amaterasu Ōmikami, the head goddess of Japan's pantheon, had a thought.
—Aren't too many Japanese getting dragged into other worlds?
Maybe it couldn't be helped.
After all, most Japanese were diligent, obedient, and far too nice for their own good. A miracle, really, that such a people avoided conquest for centuries.
If you wanted something done right, you just asked a Japanese person. No wonder every otherworldly summoner wanted one.
"But lately, it's gotten ridiculous."
Before, it was one or two people at a time. Now, entire school classes—sometimes hundreds—were being summoned in one go.
At this rate, Japan's population might quietly shrink.
Even Izanami-sama, ruler of Yomi, stormed in yelling, "Hey! The number of dead souls coming my way's dropping, you know!?"
Amaterasu—divine though she was—nearly cried. Mothers were scary, even divine ones.
"They're in trouble over there, and I'd feel bad stopping them..."
Of course, summoning innocent people from another world wasn't something to pity—but Amaterasu, ever the gentle chief deity, saw it differently.
Her brother Tsukuyomi would've laughed through his nose.
He fancied himself a too-cool-for-this-world type. Classic chuunibyou.
"There has to be a better way!"
As she pondered, a certain memory from her estranged parents crossed her mind.
—If a thousand people die every day, then just make fifteen hundred more be born.
Wow.
That was... incredibly arrogant.
Then again, most polytheistic gods were terrible by human standards.
"That's it! If they summon one Japanese, I'll summon one of them back here!"
...And that's how Amaterasu, pushed past reason, arrived at a wonderfully absurd solution.
She looked like a mid-level manager who'd cracked under pressure.
・ ・ ・
"When a Japanese gets summoned to another world, we'll summon an isekai person to Japan..."
Why though.
When Yatagarasu appeared over Japan's skies to deliver her divine message, every citizen shouted the same thing in unison.
Even so, the crow messenger just left coolly. Some swore its form could drive a mortal mad—though it didn't, really.
...What now?
The sudden divine decree threw the National Diet into chaos.
After all, people from another world were about to appear on Earth. As Japan's representatives, they had to offer proper hospitality.
Only the Japanese could respond to an abduction by welcoming their abductors.
If this were America, lawsuits would've flown before the portal even closed.
"Wh-where am I? Who are you people!?"
A woman suddenly appeared inside the Diet Building—light blue hair, white dress, and a look that screamed "fantasy realm."
Clearly an isekai visitor.
Apparently, Amaterasu had summoned her right into Japan's political heart—and without any explanation.
The young woman panicked. So did the politicians.
"C-Chairman!?"
They turned to the oldest, calmest-looking man among them.
"...Foreign Minister Adachi."
"Eh!?"
And thus, the responsibility was dumped.
"Ahem, young lady—"
"Y-yes?"
"My apologies for the shock. Someone, get her a chair!"
Despite the surprise assignment, Adachi handled it like a seasoned diplomat.
Normally, his rough tongue could rival a yakuza's, but today, he looked every bit the gentleman.
No wonder he managed Japan's famously naive foreign affairs with such practiced charm.
"...So that's the situation."
"..."
"Young lady?"
After hearing the explanation, the girl went pale.
"I'm terribly sorry for dragging your nation into this—"
"We should be the ones—"
"I deeply apologize!!"
"Eh!?"
Adachi had barely opened his mouth to apologize when she bowed so fast he almost missed it.
Turned out her own kingdom had ordered the summoning.
"Our country once practiced a ritual to summon brides for the crown prince from other worlds. It died out over two centuries ago, but our new high priest revived it for his own glory..."
So this time, the isekai mess wasn't about combat—it was court politics.
Less dangerous, perhaps, but still the kind that could turn into a royal catfight any day.
Japan could only hope the summoned girl handled it well.
"If only my father and I had stopped them sooner..."
"Your father? Young lady—are you saying—"
"Oh, pardon my rudeness. I am Shina, first princess of the Kingdom of Galtia."
...What!?
The Diet members froze, dumbfounded.
Just what had Amaterasu gone and summoned this time!?