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

Yujia glanced at the time subconsciously, and when she saw that the hour hand was almost pointing to "nine," the ahoge on her head instantly stood up straight. She stood up angrily: "That brat just got back? No way! I have to go teach him a lesson!"

She strode out the door, with Kotegawa Kami following behind. He also felt he needed to lecture Honba Sorata – what if he encountered a monster while returning so late?

"Kuta!" Yuka pounded on the door.

"what?"

"What are you doing? You brat, open the door!"

"You think I'll just drive because you tell me to? Dream on!"

"You brat!" Jia gritted his teeth, took a few steps back, and prepared to kick the door down.

Kotekawa Kami reached out to stop her, gesturing for him to give it a try.

He said, "Mr. Glasses, it's me."

"Huh? Kotegawa?" The voice from behind the door was quite surprised.

"I came to ask you to take a bath..." Kotekawa Kami explained briefly, then asked, "Is it convenient? Open the door?"

There seemed to be a moment's hesitation inside before someone spoke: "Let Youjia go back to her room first. If she doesn't go back, stop her later. She'll definitely want to beat me up!"

"Alright, alright, we won't do anything," Kotekawa Kami reassured him.

Yujia clenched her fist, looked down, and bent down to hold the slippers in her hand.

"You can't move your feet! You can't move your shoes!" Honjo Sora added two patches.

Kotegawa Kami advised her to put down the shoes first, and that it wouldn't be too late to beat her up after she finished asking the questions.

He said, "No problem, open the door."

Not long after, the door opened a crack.

Youjia, quick-witted and agile, wanted to kick the door down.

Kotekawa Kami stopped her again, shook his head slightly, and pushed open the door.

Inside the room, Glasses held a stool in front of him, looking at Benchang Youjia as if facing a formidable enemy.

Kamiko Kotekawa looked on, somewhat speechless.

Well, it's said that people with siblings are smarter. If you live a life of constant wits and battles, it's no wonder that's the case.

The small room was crowded with three people standing in it.

Honba Sorata handed the stool he was holding to Kotegawa, letting him sit in the middle.

Yuka, who was blocked behind, gritted her teeth and shouted, "You've gone too far! Coming back so late!"

"I just went to the bathhouse to take a shower first, and I also told my dad!" Sora Honba said matter-of-factly.

"You're lying! Dad's talking about history with Parrot Bro! He didn't answer the phone at all!"

"You're the one talking nonsense! The person who answered my phone was Parrot Bro!"

There was a moment of silence at this point, and he turned and ran downstairs, shouting as he ran, "If it hadn't answered the phone, you'd be dead meat when I got back!"

The man with glasses quickly closed the door, then breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

This gave Kami Kotekawa a chance to interject.

He considered his words carefully before asking, "You really came back after taking a shower?"

Honba Sora was suddenly helpless. He sat down on the bed and said dejectedly, "It's too late. I only took a few minutes."

Kotegawa Kami nodded silently, seemingly still considering him a friend.

"Why are you back so late?"

Upon hearing this, Sorata hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Then you must tell everyone, no one, not even Yuka, Mikazuki, or Takanashi, or Shirakawa-kun..."

"If it's not something unfortunate..." Kotegawa Kami said tactfully.

"How could that be!" Honba Sorata denied it first, then lowered his head and smiled like a pervert: "I...I kissed my senpai today."

"?"

A whole host of question marks popped into Kotekawa Kami's mind in an instant.

Which senior? Where is the senior from? Is it someone from school or someone in the community? If it's someone from school, is it a second or third year? If it's someone in the community, how many years older are they...? And most importantly, is this senior male or female?

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

Chapter 143 Nightmare (Part Two)

"She's a second-year student named Ogasawara-senpai. She's very pretty, although she's a little plump..."

Honba Sorata pushed up his glasses and said in a deep voice, "We met on the street in the evening. She invited me to take a walk in the park. When we passed a small alley, she pinned me against the wall, and then... hehehehe."

He grinned widely and punched the still-dazed Kotegawa Shinji: "Kotegawa, I might be getting a girlfriend."

“It’s good…” the young man said subconsciously.

Being pinned against a wall and then forcibly kissed? It sounds a little strange, but it's actually quite nice.

Sorata Honba's grin widened, and he raised his eyebrows, saying mysteriously, "Furutegawa, I'm starting to understand why you like girls with big breasts..."

Kotekawa Kami was stunned for a moment, and his mouth dropped open.

Guy with glasses, you're something else...

"Go for it, Kotegawa!" The bespectacled guy, beaming with excitement, patted him on the shoulder. "Don't keep me waiting too long! After all, it would be lonely if I were the only one with a girlfriend."

Kotekawa Kami stared blankly at him, then picked up his washbasin and left.

At the top of the stairs, Yuka, who had just come up, looked up at him and suddenly paused, "Huh? You got kicked out too?"

Kotegawa Kami hesitated for a moment before saying, "Don't worry, he's fine."

"Really?" Yuka hesitated slightly, somewhat uncertain: "You weren't bullied in the club?"

"Judging from his reaction, it doesn't seem like he has any..." Kotekawa Kami thought for a moment and said carefully, "Let's leave it at that for today. Let's have a proper talk with him about the club another time."

Yujia nodded and said, "Okay, then you should go home early. Qingkong will probably worry if she's home alone."

Kotekawa Kami nodded, went downstairs, greeted Uncle Takama who was sitting in the living room watching TV, and left the Honba family home.

He looked down at the basin in his hand and shook his head slightly. He had really washed nothing this time. But it was really good that Glasses Guy was going to get a girlfriend!

He really wants a girlfriend who can be pinned against the wall by him!

Okay, I'm going home to pin Mikazuki against the wall... if she doesn't bite.

The young man hurried home.

The girl was dozing off on the sofa in the living room when she heard the door open. She instinctively grabbed the hammer that was lying next to her, but only let go of it after hearing the voice of Kami Kotekawa from the entrance. She put the hammer under the coffee table, got up and went over.

"Is it not going well?" Mikazuki asked softly, wearing a slightly fluffy raccoon-themed pajama.

"Glasses-kun just got back, we didn't shower together or have a chance to talk about club stuff." Kotekawa Kamimi showed her the clean washbasin and walked towards the washroom.

Mikazuki followed behind her. She could walk normally now, but she couldn't run or jump.

"It's so late, and his house has a curfew."

"It seems he encountered something on the way..." Kotekawa Kami hesitated for a moment after promising to keep it a secret, and said, "He should tell you in a while."

The young woman stopped asking, but looking at the sword pouch he hadn't taken off his back, she asked with some doubt, "Are you going out again?"

"Yeah, I might have to go out in the middle of the night," Kotekawa Kami replied, wanting to find a place to test what the [Nightmare] was all about.

"Work?"

“No…” Kotekawa Kami looked at her, blinked, and tried to reach out his arm to press against the wall.

But the young woman in front of him instinctively stepped back to the doorway, looking at him with a puzzled expression: "Is your back uncomfortable?"

Kotekawa was embarrassed by this. Saying that someone who practices martial arts has a bad back is no less embarrassing than saying that a long-distance runner is lame...

He could only clutch his lower back with one hand and mumble, "I think I twisted it slightly just now."

"Are you alright? Come here..." Mikazuki, now convinced, took his hand and led him back to the bedroom. He made him lie down and asked, turning his head, "Do you have any medicated patches at home?"

"It's alright, it's alright... I just need to rest for a bit!" he quickly said, barely able to hold it in.

“Well…” Mikazuki Haruka hesitated slightly, “Do you want me to massage it for you? I’ve massaged Dad before, though it didn’t always work…”

"No!" Kotekawa Kamimi said seriously, "I'm tough and resilient, so you should step on me!"

A question mark appeared above Mikazuki Seisakusho's head.

"Don't you have back pain?"

"I felt it more carefully, and it seems to be soreness... probably because my muscles are too tense?"

"Well, okay then..."

Mikazuki Seisakusaku bit her lip, took off her shoes, hesitated for a moment, then took off her socks, wiggled her fair big toe, stood on the bed, held onto the wall with one hand, lifted her foot and gently placed it on the wall, hesitatingly asked, "Is it really okay?"

"Come on, come on!"

"If it hurts, you must tell me."

"No problem, besides, Mikazuki isn't heavy at all!"

"Oh? You don't mind my weight now?" Mikazuki hummed twice, then stepped on me with increasing force, alternating between his feet to massage me.

Kami Kotekawa lay on the bed, looking so comfortable he was practically melting.

"Fute River..."

"what?"

"When you're alone, call my name."

"Clear sky?"

"Well, it's just so-so."

"That little darling? Little cutie? Little darling? Little Qingqing? Little Kongkong?"

"...That's disgusting, Kotegawa."