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

Kami Kotekawa, carrying a sword pouch and a schoolbag, jogged along and spotted Kurumi Shirakawa standing at the door with her hands behind her back in the distance.

He quickened his pace, caught up, glanced at Shirakawa Nozomi who was tidying up the activity room, and asked, "Where are the teachers and student council members?"

Shirakawa Kurumi looked at him with a gentle smile: "They've already left."

"Really? I'm sorry, something else came up and I was held up."

"That must be something very important, right?"

"It wasn't anything particularly important, I just helped someone out a little."

Kami Kotekawa chuckled, trying to change the subject: "The student council sent us jobs?"

"Yes, it's inside. Go see for yourself." Shirakawa Kurumi casually pointed into the house, still smiling with her hands behind her back. "Isn't it nice? Kotegawa."

"What's good?"

"Life at school".

"It's really good."

Shirakawa Kurumi's smile deepened, and she waved her little hand: "You go in first, I'll go get the weapons."

"Oh, okay..."

Kotekawa Kami took off his shoes and entered the house. He quickly walked to Shirakawa Nozomi's side and asked in a low voice, "You didn't give yourself away, did you?"

Shirakawa Kurumi seems a bit strange.

Shirakawa Nozomi snorted coldly, frowning: "She already knew! But I didn't tell her!"

"what?"

"Maybe one of the girls in the art department took a picture and posted it on the forum, or maybe there was a girl she knew who secretly tipped her off..."

It just doesn't make sense; the three of them had barely left the club when the other side found out!

Kotegawa Kami was completely bewildered.

The junior priest looked grave, her voice filled with pain: "She said she won't take me on the next mission, and I'll be in charge of the club's hygiene this semester. If there's anything she's not happy about, she'll go back and spar with me in martial arts... You don't know, that girl looks very well-behaved and cute, but it's all an act. She learned Iga-ryu ninjutsu in Heian-kyo, and she can actually be quite ruthless."

Kami Kotekawa felt a chill run down his spine. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the light by the window had dimmed slightly.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly gave her a meaningful look, adding, "No, no, it's not that serious. Hu Tao is beautiful and gentle; every man would want to marry her, so she definitely wouldn't get angry over something so trivial, right?"

"She's pretty, that's to say, but gentle? Which eye of yours saw any gentleness in her?" The junior priest sneered. "Only someone like you would think that, right? Do you even think she's particularly understanding, gentle, and considerate?"

“Of course!” Kotekawa Kami replied without hesitation, “That’s incredibly thoughtful!”

Shirakawa Nozomi immediately looked down on him even more: "Considerate? Why don't you just say she's flat-chested? She's not here right now anyway!"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant!" Kotekawa Kami shook his head vigorously while winking desperately.

[Shut up, little buddy! The murderous aura outside the window is practically impossible to hide!]

"Alright, what are you pretending for, you big-breast fetishist?" The little priest was very dissatisfied: "Don't take it lightly. She's only not doing anything to you right now because we're not close enough, but she'll definitely remember it or write it down in her little notebook. She'll bring it up to settle scores in the future. Don't think I'm bluffing you. Girls with small breasts are generally not very magnanimous. She's basically on the same level as 'nothing'... So, hmph, you'll definitely not be much better off than I am now in the future."

They've gone berserk! They've gone berserk!

Kotekawa Kami raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, his eyes filled with pity.

I don't know if she'll come after me in the future, but I know you might be "gone" right now...

Seeing that he remained unmoved, Shirakawa was disappointed and said coldly, "Fine, if you don't believe me, just wait and see! Within five years, no, within three years, everything I just said will come true, and you'll be in for a world of hurt!"

Kotegawa Kami sighed.

Does Hu Tao study the Iga ninjutsu style? I don't really know, but she must be very skilled, right? And her grades must be excellent.

Just a few steps behind the little priest, the expressionless girl had already raised the baseball bat in her hand.

She had already brought her weapons back.

...That afternoon, the ambulance arrived at the school.

Two people were taken away...

At the school gate, Sorata Motoba and Nozomi Shirakawa, both bruised and battered, watched the car drive away with lingering fear.

This time, they almost took four people away.

The only one who was completely unharmed, Kami Kotekawa, had a deep expression and remained silent.

It's one thing for Shirakawa Nozomi to get beaten up, but he deserved it more than anything.

But to everyone's surprise, the guy with glasses also got beaten up.

This is bad; I don't know if I'll be able to sneak into the girls' swimming club again.

Who exactly tipped them off?

Damn it!

……

"Shall we go back?" someone said.

So the group of seven set off.

Four girls walked in front, and three boys followed behind.

Kotekawa Kami gave Honba Sorata a wink and asked in a low voice, "Did Yoshihiro make a move?"

Sora was on the verge of tears, feeling wronged: "They all hit me, saying I wasn't learning good things."

"...Let's go eat barbecue."

"Maybe next time, my mouth hurts and I can't eat much."

Suddenly, Takanashi Hanako turned around and said, "By the way, Kotegawa, my mom said you should go to her office tomorrow at noon."

"Oh? Ms. Senko wanted to see me about something?"

She said you were just opening your mouth without making a sound, probably because she wanted to ask what was going on.

"...She actually found out!"

Are you looking down on professional teachers?

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that!"

Shirakawa Nozomi, who was covering her mouth with one hand, glanced at him sideways and said, "You can't sing?"

"...There's just one thing I'm not very good at."

"Oh, you're tone-deaf."

"Nonsense! I'm not tone-deaf! I just sing off-key!"

"So what if I'm tone-deaf? What's there to be ashamed of?"

"Hey, do you want me to have a proper talk with you?"

The quiet atmosphere was broken, and Honba Sora, caught in the middle, ran away with his head in his hands, afraid of being caught in the crossfire and getting beaten up again.

The girls in front, not wanting to miss out on the fun, even took out their phones and turned on the camera.

Seeing that they hadn't succeeded, Kotekawa stopped and looked up at the large screen on the wall of a building in front of him, where a news report was being broadcast.

"...According to an update released today by the Special Division Headquarters, Special Division Bunkyo Ward Special Agent Ishikawa, together with a passerby and a helpful citizen, apprehended a high-ranking member of the Evil Spirit Society in Kita Ward last night. This member is a wanted criminal in Hokkaido. Due to Special Agent Ishikawa's outstanding talent and contributions, the Special Division Headquarters has decided to award him the honorary title of 'Evil Spirit Society Nemesis.' Furthermore, according to the latest public opinion poll data, residents of Bunkyo Ward and Kita Ward have shown a significant increase in their sense of security and happiness, and everyone believes that Tokyo's future will be even brighter..."

Kotekawa Kami looked thoughtful. So that guy came from Hokkaido?

It seems the disaster saw the news...

Just then, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at it; it was a text message from Yasuhiro Ishikawa.

The text message first cursed the section chief for releasing the news without authorization, and then said the usual rule.

Kami Kotegawa retrieved his phone.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa opened a rather special bank account for him. The bounty would be transferred directly to this account, which was safe, fast, and saved a lot of trouble.

He checked his balance and, sure enough, there was an extra remittance message starting with "5" followed by a long string of numbers.

"Great! Now we have the money to have a fourth child!"

Chapter 120 This Unlucky Guy

After returning home in the afternoon, Kotegawa Kami did not rest. He changed his clothes, drank some water, and went to practice his sword in the yard.

Although my skills have improved remarkably recently, I always feel uneasy if I don't practice for at least six hours every day.

The curtains on the second floor of the neighbor's house were drawn back, and birds darted and flowers danced as they opened the window to let in some fresh air, glancing out into the yard... and that glance lasted for an hour and a half.

She struggled to look away, forcing her attention to the desk, but before she knew it, her gaze had drifted back to the window.

In the courtyard, Kotegawa Kami was lifting his two large barbells, his muscles bulging.

The sunlight, tinged with the twilight, slanted across half the sky, accompanied by the cawing of a few crows.

He always maintained a breath in his dantian and constantly "tempered" it.

This is an internal alchemy breathing practice method that a master will only teach after five years of basic fist and footwork and swordsmanship training.

Neidan is actually another name for internal energy.

Externally train muscles, bones, and skin; internally train breath control.

Once you've trained your strength and your internal energy has gradually grown to a certain level, you can train and strengthen it through special methods.

So these are not some mysterious or ethereal things; everything can be explained from a scientific perspective... at least that was the case in his previous life.

Gradually, he felt a swelling sensation in his body, which then gradually weakened, with each contraction and relaxation repeating itself in a cycle.

Only after the last rays of the setting sun disappeared on the horizon did he put down the barbell, exhale through his mouth, and slowly relax his muscles. At the same time, he looked up at the window next door and said with a hint of exasperation, "You've been watching for more than three hours. Aren't you going to study?"

Little Bird Dance blushed and pouted slightly: "Don't you get tired of practicing like this every day?"

"The beauty of training can only be appreciated by persevering!" Kotekawa Kami took off his sweat-soaked vest, revealing his beautifully sculpted upper body. He waved his hand and said, "Remember to close the windows tonight. I'm going to take a shower and then go eat."

Takanashi Hanamaru stared intently at his back. Although she had seen him before, it was as if he possessed a special magic, so pleasing to the eye that it was impossible to look away.

She suddenly tilted her head back, pinched her nose, and looked puzzled.