[The force with which Godzilla plants the books down makes Yato wince visibly and shrink back somewhat, although his instincts keep him from fleeing outright. He knows from experience that his lizard friend is the sort who hunts on the run, like a wolf, and thus he wouldn't make it far if he were to try escaping.

He could teleport, sure, but that would likely result in an even worse confrontation next time, so no go there, either.

Leaving one option and one alone: groveling for mercy like the sad sack of shit he is.

He presses both hands together in a begging motion, bowing his head slightly - something he almost never does since he's a god and all - and whimpering plaintively before launching into the wanted explanation.]

T-T-They're romance stories...! Tales of true love and heartfelt confessions...!

......

And maybe a bit of risque encounters to express that love.......?

[Okay, yeah, he should've definitely kept these stories under wraps. But how was he to know the base would get so damaged??]