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

"...You've really thought ahead!"

Chapter 116 A Different Kind of Clear Sky

On Monday morning, in the quiet room, Kotekawa Kami sat cross-legged, holding a vermilion demonic energy pill in his hand, looking at it back and forth. A parrot, who had been pulled out of its bag, was pried open and the demonic energy pill was stuffed into its beak. It was shaken back and forth to make sure it swallowed it.

It was like it was out of power last night.

It should be time to take the medicine, right?

The sleeping parrot smacked its beak, curled up into a ball, and continued to snore.

Kotekawa Kami was taken aback.

Could he have guessed wrong? Is it really the birds' "hibernation time" now?

He got up, carried it to the bird's nest, ignored it, went downstairs to wash up, went out to eat, and went to school.

A dozen minutes after he left, the parrot in the nest suddenly woke up. It stood up, yawned, walked out of the nest, shook its feathers, and opened its eyes wide. The bird suddenly looked energetic.

"Hmm, I really had a good sleep!" It stretched its wings as if yawning, looked around, and when it found that Kotegawa Kami wasn't home, its face immediately became even more relaxed.

"I'll grab something to eat, then go to the bathroom, and then continue chatting with my old friend. By the way, where were we last time? Asai Nagamasa getting married? Or his wife giving birth?"

It tilted its head and thought for a moment, but couldn't remember. So it didn't care about eating beans or going to the toilet anymore, and just flapped its wings and flew towards the commercial street.

……

At the entrance of the shopping street, Furutekawa Kami, who had just finished breakfast and was carrying a bag, saw the Motoba siblings walking towards her from afar.

The two siblings seemed to be bickering again. Although it was unclear what they were saying, their expressions showed that their conversation was not very harmonious.

When the person got closer, he looked back and forth and asked, "Good morning... what's wrong?"

The two siblings looked at him, their faces showing a hesitant expression.

Seeing this, Kami Kotekawa tentatively asked, "Is it inconvenient to say, or is it related to me?"

Honba Sorata looked strange: "Your bird went to my house and was chatting with my dad about the gossip surrounding Asai Nagamasa when my mom overheard it, and then my dad got a scolding... I was just arguing with Yuka about whether the gossip your bird was talking about was true or false."

"It's fake! It must be fake!" Honba Yuka grumbled, arms crossed. "How could it possibly know the details of Azai Nagamasa's wedding?"

“But it’s not an ordinary bird. It’s very knowledgeable. What if it has seen historical materials that we haven’t?” Honjo Sora retorted instinctively.

"Tch, that bird can't even do 5+3 properly, it probably doesn't know how to read very well either! So all that nonsense must have been made up by it!"

"No, no, no, that only shows that it's unbalanced in its studies! It doesn't prove that it's lying! Kotegawa isn't good at math either! Does that mean he can't read?"

Kami Kotegawa, who had been listening in a daze, was suddenly caught in the crossfire.

He couldn't help but interject, "I think it's more appropriate for you to use 'birds swimming' as an analogy than to use me."

He can get 97 points in math, while Takanashi can only get 51 points. By all accounts, Takanashi is more suitable as an example, and more importantly, she's not here right now.

Honba Sorata pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the bright white light, and asked a question that came from a perfect student: "Is there a difference between 97 and 51? Neither is a perfect score anyway."

Kotekawa Kami took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to punch him, and vowed in his heart that he must get a perfect score on the next math exam!

This is truly outrageous! In all his life, Kotekawa Kamimi has never suffered such injustice!

Yuka Honba, standing to the side, scoffed and said with a pout, "We're discussing the bird. Why are you bringing up Kotegawa? Even if he's bad at math, you can't just make such a simplistic analogy, can you? I think you're just deliberately trying to confuse the issue and being unreasonable."

"Who's being unreasonable? Does that mean the possibility I mentioned doesn't exist?"

Taking advantage of their renewed argument, Kotekawa Kami turned and left.

"You two keep chatting, I'm leaving now."

"Hey, hey, hey, Hana-mae and Sei-sora haven't arrived yet, let's wait a little longer." Honma Yuka grabbed him.

Kotekawa Kami emphasized to them, "Then let's not talk about birds anymore. Even if we do, don't drag me into it. Besides, it's just staying at my house, it's not my bird."

"Oh~" The two siblings replied simultaneously with a rather insincere response.

"I think I'll go out to eat alone next time."

"Ara ara, go me! Let's not talk about it anymore! Absolutely not! From now on! We won't mention the word 'bird' again! Right, Sorata?"

"Yes! Yujia is right! Oh dear, what were we talking about just now? I've completely forgotten..."

In this scene, Sorata is holding his head, swaying dizzily, and his acting is exaggerated.

Yuka Honba, standing to the side, also lowered her head and looked obedient.

A little further away, Takanashi Hanamai and Mikazuki Haruka walked over together. They noticed from a distance that something was wrong with the three of them, and when they got closer, they asked, "Are you rehearsing a play so early in the morning?"

"I was just joking!" Honba Yuka stretched out both hands and ruffled Takanashi Hanami's hair, smoothing out her messy hair. "Let's hurry up, we're going to be late."

"Good morning, Kotegawa." Mikazuki Seisaku greeted Kotegawa Kami from the side.

"Good morning, did you sleep well last night?" Kotekawa Kami replied cheerfully, handing her the bag he was carrying: "These are the xiaolongbao I just bought, they're still warm, eat them while they're hot."

Mikazuki Seishō eats only convenient and easy ochazuke (rice with tea) in the morning, which is just rice mixed with seasonings and tea, or leftovers from the previous day, so the nutrition is not very balanced.

"Thank you..." The young woman didn't refuse, reached out and took the bag, opened it and glanced inside; there were more than a dozen small steamed buns inside...

The three people next to him stared blankly, then pointed to themselves in unison, silently asking a question.

Kotegawa Kami, who was never biased, gave the other bag to Takanashi Hanamai, and then took out four buns from each of the remaining two bags and put them in Mikazuki and Takanashi's hands. Only then did he give the two bags with fewer buns to Yuka and Sorata.

The two siblings accepted the papers sheepishly, without objecting to the result.

Takanashi Hanamai understood and exclaimed, "Oh, you two offended him?"

Go eat your steamed buns!

Mikazuki Seisaku, who was standing next to her, opened the bag and placed it in front of Kotegawa Kami: "There's too much, I can't finish it, let's eat together?"

"These steamed buns may look like a lot, but they're really just a small snack..."

"That's because you have a big mouth."

"Huh? Really? But why do I feel like Mikazuki could be eaten in one bite?"

"Hmph, that must be your imagination! I can't possibly eat that much in one bite!"

Why don't you give it a try?

"Go! Go! Go!"

On the other side, Takanashi Hana and Honba Yuka, who were talking, turned to look at them, each tilting their heads.

The clear sky today... seems a little different from usual?

Chapter 117 Your Money's Gone

The sky was spotless after the rain, the spring breeze was warm, and the sun was shining brightly, making one feel so comfortable that one wanted to dream of having a secret rendezvous with the Zhou family's daughter.

School life continued peacefully, except for being informed by Fujiwara-sensei that Ichijou Shizuka would be temporarily serving as the exorcism club's advisor that afternoon, and that she would also need to coordinate some work with the student council.

"Hey, hey, hey, we've never heard of this! It's one thing to play in a competition, but why do we have to help with chores now?"

After lunch, in the bamboo grove behind the teaching building, Furutekawa Kami protested rather reluctantly.

Shirakawa Nozomi, standing to the side, crossed his arms and said coldly, "Isn't this the Special Security Department's job? Let them go find Ichijo-sensei. The Exorcism Department doesn't have the time for that! They don't!"

Kurumi Shirakawa was also troubled: "Shizuka Ichijo discovered these past few days that several second-year students had been lying to her. In a fit of anger, she almost sent them to the hospital. She was suspended, and the original Special Security Department was also temporarily disbanded. So, occasionally, if there is any supernatural event, we need to temporarily help out with our exorcism club."

"Oh."

The two grown men sitting opposite me gave me a perfunctory reply.

Shirakawa Kurumi looked around and thought that his younger brother should be easier to handle, so he looked at him and said, "Fujiwara-sensei said that we won't work for nothing, and he will approve the previous budget of the Special Security Department for us."

Kotegawa Kami and Shirakawa Nozomi's eyes flickered simultaneously.

Isn't the purpose of life simply to make money?

Shirakawa asked casually, "How much?"

"That's roughly equivalent to the basketball club's budget for a whole academic year, and we only have three people." Shirakawa Kurumi gestured with a few fingers, creating the illusion that "the budget is huge."

The junior priest wasn't immediately blinded by money. He calmly asked, "How much will you give me? Let's make it clear first, less than 10 is out of the question, but I can consider around 15."

"Here's 30, Kotegawa takes 50, and we'll keep the remaining 20 as event expenses."

"Hey, aren't you going to take it?"

"I can't just be caught in the middle and make things difficult for myself."

Shirakawa Nozomi nodded silently and glanced at Kotegawa Kami.

"Furutegawa, aren't you tempted? 50 yuan," Shirakawa Kurumi said in a seductive tone.

After thinking for a moment, Kotekawa Kami said, "Why don't you two split up? I'm short on time to practice lately."

Although I've made rapid progress recently, I always feel uneasy if I don't practice for at least six hours every day.

Shirakawa Kurumi thought for a moment and said, "It's not that it's impossible, but I don't really want to deal with the student council president. That guy is a bit strange."

"Hey, is he harassing you?"

"No, but that guy is a perverted masochist. I get goosebumps when I hear him talk."

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"Kano Private School is truly a place that produces many talented people!" Kotekawa Kamimi exclaimed.

"You bet! Weirdos have started coming to our school!" Shirakawa Kurumi said casually, waving her hand. "I heard that there's a guy in the top class next door who's a hopeless cross-dresser. He insists on wearing a girl's uniform to school every day, causing chaos over there."

"I've heard about this too! I heard that the boy is actually Fujiwara-sensei's grandson?" Kotekawa Kami was also beaming with excitement. Such rare stories are often the most popular gossip at school.

"That cross-dressing boy, although he also has the surname Fujiwara, is not Fujiwara-sensei's grandson," the little priest said casually, adding, "But I heard he's very good-looking, even more so than girls when he wears a skirt. The boys are quite happy to see him in a skirt, and they even jointly suggested that the school build a toilet just for him."

Does he have gender identity disorder?

"No, the doctor diagnosed that he has no psychological or mental problems, and he simply enjoys cross-dressing as a hobby."

"But just liking cross-dressing seems a bit abnormal, doesn't it? Do you two wear skirts for no reason?" Shirakawa Kurumi asked.

Kotegawa Kami and Shirakawa Nozomi both shook their heads.