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

"Hmm, that's fine too."

Kami Kotekawa looked down and looked through the photos he had just taken, deleting the blurry and unattractive ones, then handed the phone back to her: "Send them to me using LE when you get back."

"You can send it now! Do you want me to teach you?" The little girl consciously moved closer to her, but didn't take it, instead stretching out her finger to trace on it.

Kotegawa Kamimi, holding his phone, said, "Then I'll take a few more pictures."

"Oh……"

He took a few more pictures of the distance, including one of a plane flying over the sea.

The girl next to him explained, "Haneda Airport is nearby."

Kami Kotekawa zoomed in on the picture, clicked his tongue, and said, "I've never been on an airplane before. Have you?"

"Yes, I went to Hokkaido with my mom for a few days when I graduated from junior high school not long ago, and we took a lot of photos."

Even when playing with birds and dancing among flowers, she didn't take the phone, but instead swiped her finger across the screen.

After thinking for a moment, Kamiko Kotekawa asked, "May I see the photos on your phone?"

"Well, there's nothing special about it, please feel free to look around."

She said very generously.

The photos that can't be shown to others are all taken with a camera, so a mobile phone is fine!

Kotekawa Kami said "oh" and started flipping through the pages on his own.

The first photo is a selfie of a bird swimming amidst flowers. She's probably just woken up, rubbing her eyes and turning her mouth down, looking a bit grumpy in the morning.

He glanced at it, then swiped to the side. The next picture was of the sky outside her window, which was pitch black as it was raining.

Then there was her desk, on which lay a musical staff, already covered with most of the notes of various sizes.

He glanced at it and swiped away.

I don't understand, I don't understand...

"Furutegawa, you really don't understand music at all?"

"A person's energy is limited, while knowledge is almost limitless, so I can only use this limited life to pursue what I love..."

"people?"

"matter!"

Kotekawa Kamimi flicked her on the forehead to get the girl's thought process back on track.

The little bird, in pain, covered its head with both hands and glared at him angrily.

Kami Kotegawa continued flipping through the photos, looking at them with great interest.

Although they are just silly selfies taken by young girls, they always seem a bit novel to outsiders.

Moreover, it allows you to see a more realistic bird flight.

She would also get bored, and would write songs until she felt frustrated and frustrated. There was even a picture of her hitting a piano with a baseball bat in one of the songs.

Everyone has these feelings, right?

On his first day of martial arts practice, Kotegawa Kami only managed to hold a horse stance for half an hour before wanting to go down the mountain and go home to find his mother.

Unfortunately, my master wouldn't allow it.

"It's because the deadline is almost here, and this broken piano suddenly broke down. It almost made me furious," said Takanashi Hanako, who had come closer and pointed at the photo.

"We moved house a few months ago, which exhausted me. After moving, we had to organize everything, which also exhausted me..."

"Well, this is after I got accepted into Luye High School, I tried on the high school uniform..." the girl said shyly, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Kotekawa Kami zoomed in for a closer look and noticed that she still had a long ponytail back then, which surprised her: "You cut your hair?"

"After all, we're in high school now, so things have to be different from before."

"Really? I do feel it's a bit of a pity."

"What do you mean?"

“Look…” Kotekawa Kamimi pointed to the little girl’s cheek in the photo and analyzed, “You look much better now than in the photo.”

Kotori Hanamai was taken aback, rolled her eyes, but the corners of her mouth kept turning up: "Isn't that obvious?"

"Actually, I was just making things up."

"Furate River!"

Chapter 134 Fist and Sword (Part 3)

In the afternoon, when the bright red sun was like a scorched orange, Kotekawa Kami strolled leisurely home.

The iron gate in the courtyard was half-closed.

He pushed open the door and went inside: "I'm back!"

Mikazuki Haruka hopped out of the kitchen on one foot, leaned against the wall, and peeked out slightly: "Welcome back, did you have fun?"

"Yes, I saw the sea and airplanes." Kotekawa Kami put down her backpack and sword pouch, looking at the apron she was wearing with a hint of curiosity: "What delicious food are you making?"

"Dinner, curry." The girl's expression suddenly turned cold as she turned and skipped back to the kitchen.

Kami Kotekawa followed her, peeking into the pot and smelling the aroma. He smacked his lips and said, "It's best to make two pots of curry at once. Eat half tonight and the other half tomorrow morning, and that should be enough."

"Eating too much curry isn't good. Let's try something different tomorrow." She stirred the pot with a spoon, her voice calm.

“That makes sense!” Kotekawa Kami snapped his fingers, went back to his kitchen, changed his clothes, and went to the yard to do his homework.

The neighbor's second-floor window opened, and the little bird looked down, turned on the small desk lamp, put on its headphones, and continued composing the unfinished piece.

The sun set behind the mountains and sank into the sea, bringing a peaceful night.

However, that night, Kamiko Kotegawa was unable to enter the girl's room.

Thursday was another peaceful day.

Mikazuki Seisakusho's ankle is recovering well; the redness and swelling have subsided, and she can now walk on her tiptoes. However, she still needs to continue using crutches to ensure a better recovery.

Kami Kotegawa's life remained peaceful, though he occasionally received complaints from Yasuhiro Ishikawa, but overall it was still quite good.

Last week, Fujiwara-sensei said that she would have Ichijo Shizuka come over to be the instructor of the exorcism club, but she has not shown up. Fujiwara-sensei said that it was because she was called home, scolded, and locked in a dark room to reflect.

They might not be released until next week at the earliest.

When Kotegawa, Jinmi, and the other two met for tea after hearing about this, they all agreed that it wasn't because of the sparring session between Kotegawa and her last time, but because Ichijo Shizuka had beaten up several second-year students so badly that they ended up in the hospital, which is why she was locked up at home to reflect on her actions!

Although it doesn't matter what Shizuka does, there is someone in their exorcism club who is extremely weak and seriously drags them down, so they have very little time to train him.

And so, Kotegawa Kamimi and Shirakawa Kurumi took turns being Shirakawa Nozomi's coach.

This added another item to Kami Kotegawa's daily life: every noon or afternoon, he would first go to the club to beat up his underlings.

Whether it was fists or swords, although he didn't use his true energy or any special techniques, he still beat his little brother to a pulp with his own strength.

But there was nothing that could be done about it. Kotekawa Kami didn't understand the Shirakawa family's methods, so he couldn't teach him much. All he could impart was practical experience and some techniques.

Furthermore, if you want to remember, master, and eventually make these things instinctive, it is basically impossible to do so through words alone.

Therefore, the best and most direct way to memorize is to beat them!

Teach him things repeatedly so that his brain remembers them, and then help him form muscle memory.

"So, you should thank me properly after I beat you up, since I did it all for your own good!" In the activity club, Furude Kami, who had just beaten the little priest into a pig's head, patted him on the shoulder and said righteously.

Shirakawa Nozomi's handsome face was no longer there; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was unrecognizable. He glanced at the face with his swollen, slit-like eyes, said nothing, turned around, and went to apply medicine to himself.

Kotekawa Kami also got up and left. He went out of the room, sat down on the corridor outside the door, turned his neck, and glanced at the time.

It's Friday today. The bell rang just now, and judging by the time, Glasses Guy should be here by now.

There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Visiting a neighboring school might not sound that interesting, but there's still a sense of novelty to it.

Just as he was thinking this, Honba Sorata ran over from a distance carrying a guitar bag.

His eyes lit up, and he stood up and went back to the activity room. He picked up his school uniform jacket, schoolbag, and sword pouch, and said to Shirakawa, who was putting on a band-aid, "I'm going back now."

The young priest raised his hand and waved it, applying medicine to himself while repeatedly reviewing his fight with Kotekawa Kami. He memorized the techniques Kotekawa used to beat him, planning to do the same to his fellow disciples when he sparred with them the day after tomorrow.

Sometimes, pain needs to be transferred.

Although the person he most wanted to beat up was Kotegawa, he couldn't beat him right now, so he had to settle for second best and beat up someone else first to vent his anger!

As Kotekawa Kami came out the door, he went up to him and said, "Let's go."

Honba Sora, who had just run over, paused for a moment, thinking about the "friendly warning" he had just received. He forced a smile and said dryly, "Let's not go to Holy Light. How about we go to the zoo? Or an amusement park, a botanical garden, or watch a movie, or go hiking, or go shopping? Or how about a science exhibition? Or an educational film screening?"

Kotekawa Kami was taken aback for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go eat barbecue. Let's try a restaurant we haven't eaten at before."

No one can resist the aroma of barbecue; if someone can, it's because they've just eaten it.

Having not eaten barbecue for almost two weeks, Sorata Honba swallowed hard and nodded repeatedly: "Then let's go shopping after we eat barbecue."

"After we finish the barbecue, let's all go home!" Kamiko Kotekawa shook her head: "I don't have anything I want to buy right now."

"As long as I don't go to the Holy Light, you can let me wear the [censored]..."

"Glasses Guy, you've finally woken up?"

"I was just using an example!"

They left the school, went to the station, took the tram, and headed to a Wagyu beef barbecue restaurant that was supposedly very good.

Because he treated Glasses-kun to a meal alone, Kotekawa Kami didn't call out to anyone, only exchanging greetings with a few people on e-commerce platforms.

Upon arriving at the destination, Kotekawa Kamimi first ordered the meat he wanted to eat, and then handed the menu to Honba Sorata across the table.

The latter was looking back and forth, as if searching for someone.

Kami Kotekawa looked somewhat puzzled, then followed him around for a moment before casually asking, "What are you looking for?"

"Ah! No, no! I just wanted to check out the place! It's pretty good, haha!" Glasses-kun chuckled, glanced at the menu, and exclaimed, "Furutegawa, can I order another serving of beef tenderloin?"

"You can order ten servings if you can eat them all. Also, there's no need to shout so loudly, I can hear you."