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

Don't say it's nothing, even if there's something wrong, don't wear it.

The conversation between the three gradually veered off course, but it was Shirakawa Kurumi, who was shouldering a heavy responsibility, who forcibly brought the conversation back on track: "Kotegawa, it's fine if it's just a normal supernatural event, but if you encounter any problems, you have to help your little brother."

"Is this younger brother you, or him?"

"Of course it's Xiao Wang! Isn't my brother your brother too?"

A question mark slowly appeared on Shirakawa Nozomi's forehead.

After pondering for a moment, Kotekawa Kami slowly said, "But according to the bet we made the day before yesterday, he should call me grandpa. Calling me brother is a generational difference."

The junior priest slammed his fist on the table in a rage: "Get up! I challenge you to a duel!"

"This time, I'm determined to make you completely convinced."

The two rolled up their sleeves, ready to fight.

Shirakawa Kurumi, standing to the side, was quite speechless. She punched Furudekawa Kami with her little fist, then glanced at her stubborn but incompetent brother and said seriously, "Let's stop fooling around and talk about serious matters. Fujiwara-sensei means that since our exorcism club occupies the best position in the school, we should perhaps do something for the school so that everyone knows that we have some ability and are not just freeloaders."

"Fujiwara-sensei is a nice person, so I'll help him out." Kotekawa Kami nodded reluctantly.

Shirakawa Kurumi smiled and said, "This afternoon, let's meet with the student council members first, and then take a stroll around the old school building."

"I didn't bring any weapons, I need to go home first," Shirakawa said.

Shirakawa Kurumi shook her head: "No, you don't need to come."

The little priest was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood something, but not completely. However, to sum it up, it was pretty much that this brat thought he was in the way again.

He didn't speak, but gestured with his eyes: "You can't skimp on my money, or I'll be hanging around you every day!"

Shirakawa Kurumi rolled her eyes and waved her hand.

Kami, standing nearby, thought to himself, "Twins really do have a telepathic connection, don't they?"

Otherwise, how could they communicate with each other through eye contact?

Class was about to start, so the three of them left the bamboo grove and headed towards the teaching building.

On the way, the two boys started chatting:

"Is Fujiwara-sensei's grandson also studying at Kano?"

"I'm not too sure, but his granddaughter is in Luye, she's the secretary of the student council."

"Oh, that girl named Fujiwara Kaori?"

"That's right. She was my classmate in junior high. She was very pretty and had a great figure, with a curvy figure. Some people on the forum guessed that she was at least an E-cup, comparable to Yachiyo Shizuya from the top class. She had a lot of fans and was one of the most popular people in our grade. She even had her own fan club. You didn't know that?"

Shirakawa Nozomi somewhat looked down on Kotegawa Kami's ignorance.

Kotekawa Kami didn't say anything, but swallowed hard.

A faint killing intent emanated from the side, and Shirakawa Nozomi's face stiffened as he slowly turned his head.

The pretty young girl, with her hands behind her back, was smiling with her eyes narrowed.

"Your money is gone."

Chapter 118 Mr. Glasses

The last period in the afternoon was Ms. Chiko's music class. We practiced singing the school song together in the indoor gymnasium with the students from Class 1.

Kami Kotekawa stood with his hands behind his back in the last row, lip-reading without changing his expression. He only made mouth movements without making any sound, as if he was just participating for the sake of it.

Teacher Qianzi, who was directing from the front, glanced at him without saying a word or interrupting.

After the school song was sung, the approachable Ms. Chiko clapped her hands, indicating that the students could find a place to practice on their own and go directly to their clubs after class.

Simply put, it's like being allowed to go outside for fresh air.

Honba Sorata was overjoyed to be sharing a class with Class 2 for the first time. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he quietly pulled Kotegawa Kami and Shirakawa Nozomi out of the gymnasium.

He thought it was well hidden, but several eyes watched them from beginning to end until they disappeared.

Yuka, Mikazuki Haruka, and Kotori Hanamai also slipped out and followed quietly behind.

It was during class time, and there weren't many people on campus, so the three boys wandering around seemed a bit out of place.

Kotekawa Kami considered covering his face, but given his size, it seemed pointless. So, he braced himself and asked in a low voice, "Where are we going?"

"Hehe, you'll see in a bit. I promise you won't be disappointed." Honba Sora chuckled lewdly.

Suddenly, Shirakawa Nozomi, who was standing on the far side, said, "This direction leads to the club building."

"To the club building?" Kotekawa Kamimi muttered.

Honba Sora quickly jogged to a closed double door, turned around, waved to the two people behind him, and whispered, "From now on, we're the students helping to move the equipment."

Kotekawa Kami looked at him blankly. "You little brat, you called me over here just to do your odd jobs?"

Shirakawa Nozomi, who was standing to the side, looked thoughtful and asked in a low voice, "Is this the rhythmic gymnastics club?"

"Dana, you're quite knowledgeable!" Honba Sorata winked, turned around, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Chief Sato, we've come to help!"

Kotekawa Kami wanted to call out to him, but the door was already open.

A female student in a high-cut leotard walked out, her figure curvaceous, her skin glowing and supple, radiating youthful energy. Her long legs were encased in white stockings.

Kotegawa Kami silently lowered his hand.

When the department head, surnamed Sato, saw them, he said happily, "Welcome! But we still need to practice for a while. If it's alright, could you please wait a moment?"

"No problem, senior! We'll sit quietly in the back and wait!" Honba Sorata sent the three of them inside without even blinking.

"Thank you, then I'll trouble you." Sato Riri bowed slightly and stepped aside with a gentle smile.

"We're sorry to disturb you!" Honba Sorata stepped forward first, followed by Kotekawa Kami and Shirakawa Nozomi, who also said this before entering.

The rhythmic gymnastics department has a large activity room with a faint fragrance.

The three of them tacitly avoided looking around and went straight to the rest chairs at the back, sitting down close together. Then, in unison and naturally, they looked around the activity room and at the girls who were dancing to the music or stretching their legs.

The rhythmic gymnastics department probably has certain requirements for the girls' physique, so almost all of them are tall and slender girls.

The leotard clung tightly to her skin, showcasing her exquisite curves to the fullest. With each turn and spin, she moved with agility and lightness, and especially when she jumped, the bunny in front of her swayed slightly.

It allows one to endlessly feel the beauty of youth.

The girls who were stretching their legs and resting were also secretly observing Kotekawa Kami and Shirakawa Nozomi, gathering together and whispering under the music, occasionally blushing and covering their mouths to laugh.

Seeing that Kotekawa was staring intently, he slightly moved his mouth and asked, "Glasses-kun, do you know that Sato-senpai?"

"This is a long story, how about we talk about it later? Did we come to the right place?" Honba Sorata's eyes shone, his face flushed.

Kote Kawakami remained unfazed upon meeting him, uttering only a few words: "Remember to call me next time."

Shirakawa Nozomi, who had the calmest expression next to him, moved his lips and said, "Me too."

"Sure, sure! When summer comes, I'll figure out a way to sneak into the girls' swimming club."

The three were completely absorbed in Yumi's rhythmic gymnastics routine and did not notice that several pairs of eyes were secretly watching through the slightly ajar door.

With a blank expression, Kotori Hanamai uttered a single sentence: "I heard you have a younger brother."

Yuka Honba remained expressionless: "Well, I probably picked it up from a trash can."

Mikazuki Haruka's expression remained calm: "It just so happens that the waters of Tokyo Bay are warming up too."

Sorata Honma, who was engrossed in watching, suddenly shivered. He rubbed his arms with a suspicious look, then quickly put it out of his mind and continued to watch intently.

The time spent focused is destined to be short, but it is memorable enough.

After the bell rang, the three of them helped the girls tidy up the blankets on the floor and cleaned up together. They also had some close conversations. Finally, amidst a chorus of thank-yous from the girls, the three of them left feeling completely satisfied.

This has nothing to do with feelings; it's purely instinct at work.

"Not bad, right? Hehe," Honba Sorata was still grinning foolishly.

Kote Kawakami looked serious and said, "I'll treat you to barbecue next time, the kind that's just for you, eat as much as you want."

"Take me with you too, I don't eat much." Shirakawa Nozomi indicated that he was never one to lag behind others.

Kotekawa Kami glanced at him sideways, thinking, "I've never seen you work so efficiently before!"

"Barbecue? Sounds good!" Honba Sorata wiped his mouth and said excitedly, "I don't have to go to clubs today, shall we go now?"

“That’s acceptable,” Kotekawa Kamimi replied.

Shirakawa Nozomi suddenly asked, "Have you forgotten something?"

"what?"

"Aren't you going to meet with Teacher Ichijo and the student council members with that girl?"

"Oh no!" Kami Kotekawa slapped his forehead and rushed back to class: "Glasses-kun, let me talk about the barbecue later!"

Shirakawa Nozomi chuckled, but before he could laugh for three seconds, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and glanced at it, and his expression immediately changed.

"I heard you went to see rhythmic gymnastics with Kotegawa. That's quite a refined hobby."

Even though it was just a string of words without any punctuation or emoticons, Shirakawa Nozomi could still hear the cold tone on the other end.

"Damn it, how did this girl find out?" Shirakawa Nozomi's expression changed. Without even saying goodbye, he strode towards the back of the club building.

Kong Tai scratched his head, then hurried back to work.

Yujia and the others must have been waiting for a long time, right? Ugh, what excuse should I come up with? Diarrhea? Or singing practice?

"Glasses Guy?"

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded in his ear.

Chapter 119 The Nemesis of Evil Spirits—

In front of the exorcism club's activity room, Shirakawa Kurumi stood with her hands clasped in front of her, bowing slightly. Only after Fujiwara-sensei and his granddaughter Fujiwara Kaori, who had their hands behind their backs, left did the warm smile on her face gradually fade, and she turned to glance into the room.

Inside, Shirakawa Nozomi, who was diligently tidying up water glasses, felt a chill run down his spine. His hands immediately became much more efficient, wiping the table, mopping the floor, and throwing away the trash in one smooth motion...