[That's probably where he picked it up, too, the nerd. What does he want to be, an idol?]

That's me! The one and only Delivery God-- er, God of Fortune, Yato!

[He puffs up his chest trying (rather futilely) to seem more impressive. Which is kind of tough to do when you're a tracksuit-wearing goofball, really.]

So Hiyori's been talking about me, huh?? Has she been hyping me up? Or has she been shit-talking me behind my back?!

[Depending on her mood and whether they've had a misunderstanding, he could believe either to be true.]