Becoming a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

Her breathing suddenly quickened, and her heartbeat vibrated her eardrums, sending signals to her cochlea.

She leaned against the wall, her eyes tightly shut, wanting to resist, yet seemingly powerless to do so.

"Click!" Kotekawa Kami turned on the indoor lights, sat cross-legged on the tatami, turned on his lexicon, and eagerly awaited.

Several minutes later, Shirakawa Kurumi opened her eyes a crack and saw Kotegawa Kami, who had his back to her, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Hey, what are you looking at? I'm right here!

She walked over, completely bewildered, but before she could ask a question, her phone suddenly beeped.

The girl stopped, took out her phone and looked at it. She saw that it was a message sent by her younger brother in the le chat group.

No, to be precise, it's a photograph... or more precisely, a photo of legs.

Her slender, long legs were covered in sheer black stockings, which accentuated their slim and shapely contours.

Shirakawa Kurumi was stunned for a moment, and something flashed through her mind—it was that ridiculous game she played last week…

Then she understood why her younger brother and Kami Kotegawa were both in such a hurry to come back...

Kotekawa Kami looked him up and down. If you didn't look at his upper body, you would never guess that he was a boy.

And the little guy is really straightforward, he actually took a full-body photo with a cold face... I guess Tamako took it for him?

This shikigami may not have any other skills, but it's quite adept at tricking its owner.

[Nice legs!] He typed and sent it out. Since he had already treated everyone to dinner, it wouldn't be too much to ask for his opinion, right?

A row of "+1"s appeared instantly afterward.

[Nice legs!]

[Nice legs!]

[Nice legs!]

[......]

In a group of seven people, there are six floors, none of which are the same, and not a single floor is missing.

Chapter 112 Digging for Money Boxes (Part 1)

Sunday's weather remained gloomy, with dark clouds pressing low into the sky.

Outside the hot spring inn, the three looked up at the sky, pondering their next move.

This awful weather is no longer suitable for outdoor work.

Besides, it rained for most of the night, so going into the mountains was out of the question.

"go back?"

"go back."

So the three of them got on their motorcycles and headed towards Saitama.

Kami Kotegawa was still riding a bicycle with Kurumi Shirakawa.

But unlike when he came, the little priest had already turned the accelerator to the floor and sped away.

He didn't want to stay here anymore.

Especially after receiving the Pain Mask last night.

Shirakawa Kurumi gradually sped up, and after a slight undulation, when the person behind her tightened their grip around her waist, she asked in a crisp voice, "When are we going to have a beef feast?"

"I'm fine with either, this afternoon or next weekend."

"What about tonight? Do you have something planned?"

"I have to patrol the streets at night, and doesn't your house have a curfew?"

"Yes, unless there's a valid reason, you're not allowed to go out after 7 p.m.

"That settles it then! Are you busy at noon today?"

"Well, my mom's friend is coming over, so if I go back now, I probably won't be able to come out at noon."

"Okay, let's put it on hold for now. I'll go have lunch with Glasses Guy and the others."

"Furugawa, you and that bespectacled guy seem to have a pretty good relationship."

“He’s not a bad person at heart. I always eat in the school cafeteria, so I don’t usually have a chance to chat with him.”

"Is that so?"

There was a deep sense of uncertainty in Shirakawa Kurumi's voice.

Her impression of Sora wasn't very good. From the beginning, he inquired about and discussed her personal privacy without permission, to setting annoying questions in the game, and especially his enthusiasm for introducing big-breasted girls to the guy behind him.

"Fute River"

"Ok?"

"You troublemaker."

"???"

The two arrived in the city without incident, returned the motorcycle, ignored Shirakawa Nozomi who had left earlier, bought some local specialties along the way, and took the train back to Tokyo before eight o'clock.

At nine o'clock in the morning, they returned to Beijing and waved goodbye at the entrance of the commercial street.

Kotekawa Kamimi ran back home, unlocked the door, and looked around. It seemed that Mikazuki Seisakusou had already gone back.

He couldn't help but stretch, throw himself onto the bed, and take a deep sniff of the blankets.

Really fragrant.

Mikazuki Haruka, who was studying in the quiet room on the second floor and waiting for her shoes to dry in the washroom, heard the door open. She subconsciously picked up the hammer next to her, got up, and went downstairs barefoot.

Standing at the entrance of the building, she looked into the house and immediately saw the schoolbag and sword pouch by the door. Her wary expression immediately relaxed. She looked around and finally found Kotegawa Kami lying on the bed in the bedroom, writhing like a snake.

She paused, put down the hammer, went into the bedroom, and asked with a puzzled look, "That..."

Kami Kotekawa on the bed instantly stopped moving, his face peaceful, his breathing long and steady, as if he had entered a dream.

Mikazuki Haruka didn't believe he could fall asleep in a second. She took a few more steps toward the bedside and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Kotekawa Kami opened his eyes groggily, looking surprised: "Eh, is that Mikazuki? Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep."

The girl looked at him quietly.

In the end, it was Kotekawa Kami who couldn't hold on any longer and gave in, coughing as he said, "Okay, actually it's because I missed my bed so much that I wanted to take a nap. As for what happened just now, it was just a relaxation before going to sleep."

Mikazuki Seikatsu chuckled, "Heh heh, I don't believe you."

Kotekawa Kami's face flushed slightly, and he scratched hard on his slippers with the soles of his feet.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and casually changed the subject: "Any rooms you like? How about I show you around?"

Speaking of this, Mikazuki Seisakusho lowered her head slightly, feeling a little shy and embarrassed.

She hummed in agreement.

"Oh? Which one?" Kotegawa Kami asked curiously.

"The one diagonally opposite."

"That one?" Kotegawa Kami thought for a moment and said, "That room's window faces the wall, so the lighting might not be very good."

"No, it's okay, it's already very good."

"In that case, we'll need to install some curtains, buy a lock, and then go to the used market to buy a wardrobe and a desk," Kotekawa Kamimi said casually, taking out his phone. "I'll ask Glasses-kun to go with me."

Mikazuki Seisakusho hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "Don't bother him, we can go ourselves. Have you had breakfast yet?"

"I ate before I came back, what about you?"

"I've already eaten it; it was made with ingredients from the refrigerator."

That would be wonderful.

"Let's not delay, shall we go now before the rain starts?"

Please wait a moment.

Mikazuki Seisakusho entered the bathroom, picked up her shoes and socks, and walked towards the entrance.

Kami Kotekawa, who was standing to the side, suddenly realized why he hadn't seen the shoes when he came in.

The two went out and headed towards Shinjuku.

On the way, Mikazuki Seisakusaku suddenly asked, "What exactly were you doing just now?"

"Exercise before bedtime".

Taking advantage of the relatively uncrowded tram on a weekend morning, the two arrived at the used market that Kotegawa Kamimi had visited. They spent the morning browsing and bought a larger princess bed, a wardrobe they liked, a small dressing table, a lamp, a study desk and chair, and a whole truckload of other things, but it didn't cost much.

The secondhand market is a paradise for finding treasures.

At noon, Kotegawa Kamimi took her to a nearby restaurant to eat barbecue, where they ate until their mouths were greasy.

Midway through, Kotekawa Kami inexplicably saw the image of Honba Sorata in his mind. He shook his head, banishing the image from his mind.

Oh well, plans can't keep up with changes. I'll definitely go see Glasses Guy next time.

In the afternoon, it started raining again.

Mikazuki Seisakusho also had a part-time job, so Kotekawa Kami didn't take her wandering around the streets anymore. He took her to a coffee shop, went back home, and contacted a delivery driver at the used market to move all the things he bought that morning into his house.

Takanashi Hanamai stood by the window, sporting dark circles under her eyes. She yawned first, then asked from a few meters away, "Furutegawa, what did you buy this time?"

Kotegawa Kami had just finished moving things and was repairing the glass that had been broken by Parrot last time. Upon hearing this, he casually said, "I bought a wardrobe, a desk and stuff like that."

"Oh," Takanashi Hanamai nodded, then asked, "Have you had breakfast? Want to grab something to eat together later?"

Kami Kotekawa, who had just finished installing the glass, paused, turned around, and asked blankly, "Breakfast? When is breakfast? Tomorrow's?"

"Today's pizza! I just bought some, want some?"

"But it's already 2 PM, isn't it?"

Is there anything wrong with calling the first meal you eat after waking up breakfast?