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

"Ogasa-senpai, she's a little bit special..." Honba Sorata hesitated, "She, she..."

After a moment's thought, Kamiko Kotekawa tentatively asked, "Could it be that it's not human?"

"what?"

"I'm not swearing, I'm referring to a species."

“Of course Ogasawara-senpai is human…” Glasses-kun’s gaze became a little strange: “What are you thinking?”

Kami Kotekawa looked slightly embarrassed: "Then tell me!"

"O-Ogasa-senpai, she's a little tall... well, you'll understand when you meet her." The bespectacled guy waved his hand, slightly self-consciously, and said, "Then it's settled, this afternoon, we'll meet at the club building... keep it a secret, understand?"

"Oh……"

Kotekawa Kami stood there, watching him return to his class, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Is it a little tall? How tall?

At the level of a fingertip universe?

He entered the classroom and had just returned to his seat when Takanashi Hanamaru poked him with her pencil case, her eyes filled with curiosity: "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

No, you can't make the same mistake twice.

This time, I'm determined to keep Glasses-kun's secret no matter what!

The girl glanced at him sideways, reached into her bag and pulled out a box full of dried kiwi fruit chips, her tone seductive: "I just bought these yesterday! Want some?"

"Damn it, it's tempting me!" Kotekawa Kami struggled, "No, I want to eat it tomorrow."

"It'll be gone tomorrow!" the little girl said irritably, but she didn't ask any more questions. After all, she was just a little curious, not to the point where she absolutely had to know.

She opened the box, handed it over, and hummed, "Do you have time this afternoon? Go to the music room to practice singing."

"Let's leave it for this week. Go straight home after school..." Kotekawa Kamimi said seriously, "If I'm not mistaken, starting today, all school clubs will be temporarily closed."

There were a lot of special vehicles on my way to school today.

"That's true..." Takanashi Hanamai sighed, her eyebrows drooping slightly, and she slumped limply onto the table.

The last time a club activity was cancelled was three years ago.

The school bell rang, and the modern history teacher walked into the classroom with his textbook, picked up the chalk, and wrote a line on the blackboard.

"Interesting Stories of Beauties from the Warring States Period After Marriage"

As always, the modern history teacher was good at coming up with titles. Although it had been three weeks since he got used to it, everyone knew he was a title-grubber, but they still couldn't help but prick up their ears, open their eyes wide, and focus all their attention on the blackboard. After class, they would angrily slam their fists on the desk.

Students are a constant presence, but teachers come and go; the school bells ring again and again in the corridor to signal the start and end of classes.

Before we knew it, it was time for the last class of the afternoon.

This class meeting was held unexpectedly.

Fujiwara-sensei announced that due to the recent unstable situation, all club activities must be suspended, and students are not allowed to linger at school or on the streets after school; they must go home immediately.

Before Kotegawa Kami could even feel happy for ten seconds, thinking he could skip club activities for a week, he saw Fujiwara-sensei on the podium glance at him and slowly say, "However, the Exorcism Club may have some special arrangements. Please go to my office and wait for me, Kotegawa-kun and Shirakawa-kun."

Kotekawa Kami's face fell. Amidst the whispers of the other students, he picked up his bag and sword sheath and went out with the frowning little priest.

Incidentally, the two spotted Shirakawa Kurumi, who had just come out of the classroom, at the other end of the corridor.

Shirakawa Kurumi quickly ran up to him and they walked together towards the office.

Kami Kotekawa muttered to himself, "We're not school staff, so why do we have to work for them?"

“Ichijo Shizuka is still locked up at home, and the Special Division is busy with something right now. They can’t spare any extra manpower, so we have to step in…” Shirakawa Kurumi said helplessly, “But we shouldn’t be working for free. They’ll pay us.”

“But we’re so weak, what if we really run into danger? I don’t think money is important; we should send someone from the Special Division.” Kote Kawakami said without changing his expression.

He made it clear that he didn't want to work for the school.

Disaster could strike Tokyo at any moment, so he had to keep a close eye on what Ishikawa Yasuhiro was doing.

Besides, he has no obligation or responsibility to do so.

The junior priest next to him asked in a low voice, "How much does the school give?"

"You guys go talk to Fujiwara-sensei, it's not like I can decide this..." Shirakawa Kurumi rolled her eyes speechlessly.

The three entered the office, which was empty.

They walked to Fujiwara-sensei's seat, pulled out chairs and sat down. Kotekawa Kami thought to himself, "I'm getting more and more eager to beat that kid up."

"Who?"

"That kid who forced everyone to join clubs!" Kotekawa Kamimi snorted. "Otherwise, where would all this trouble be now?"

Shirakawa Kurumi paused for a moment, then asked, "What does Kotegawa dislike? Is it being told what to do? Or something else?"

"Isn't everyone like that? Being suddenly forced to do a bunch of things you don't need to do, and having your schedule disrupted, would make anyone resentful?"

He looked annoyed: "I'm just here to study!"

Chapter 154 The Moon Shines Brightly in the Sky That Night (Part 1)

Kami Kotegawa wore his displeasure on his face.

The Shirakawa siblings listened with great interest. The older sister said to her younger brother, "What Kotegawa said makes sense. Let's say the same thing when Fujiwara-sensei arrives."

The younger brother was a little reluctant to part with the money the school gave him, but he still nodded reluctantly and said, "I understand."

"Then it's settled! Whoever doesn't object later is Wang-chan!" the older sister said.

Kamiko Kotegawa looked at her with great pleasure: "Kurumi, we're really good friends!"

"Go away, who wants to be friends with you!" the older sister said disdainfully, then lowered her eyes shyly and said, "I'd agree if you said we were lovers."

Kami Kotekawa scratched his head: "No, you're a good girl."

The older sister's face turned cold, and she drew her sword.

The younger brother next to him felt a chill run down his spine. Although he didn't know why he was afraid when it had nothing to do with him, his instinctive reaction made him grab Kotegawa's shoulder and squeeze hard until he felt pain in his hand. Then he said in a deep voice, "He said you are a beautiful, gentle, graceful, generous and understanding girl, so he feels a little inferior and not good enough for you."

Kotegawa Kamimi nodded like he was pounding garlic.

That's right, they're not good enough.

"Tch, as long as I don't mind!" Hu Tao snorted happily.

The two boys looked at each other and both saw the disdain in each other's eyes.

At that moment, Mr. Fujiwara came in, and the three of them stood up abruptly and lined up in front of the desk.

Fujiwara-sensei sat down in the chair that Kotegawa had just been sitting in, adjusted his glasses and said, “There’s been a bit of a safety issue lately, but there’s no need to worry about the big picture. The main concern is preventing some minor monsters and ghosts from taking advantage of the situation. So starting today, everyone needs to be on duty at the student dormitory building near the school from 7 p.m. to midnight every night. Starting tomorrow, the first two periods in the morning will be temporarily changed to self-study, so you can come before the third period.”

He looked at the three men and then said, "Consider this a task assigned by the school. You'll receive all the due compensation. So, any questions?"

Kamiko Kotekawa looked puzzled: "Our school has dormitories? I've never heard of that."

“Apartment buildings have always been available. Rent in Tokyo is so expensive, and some places with cheaper rent are not safe, so kids who live far from home usually choose to live in the school's apartment buildings.” Shirakawa Kurumi explained casually, “The conditions are just average, but the price is a bit cheaper than renting on your own, but the main thing is safety.”

Shirakawa Nozomi chimed in, "When filling out the application, there should be an option to choose whether to live in the school's dormitory."

Kotekawa Kami thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I think there was such a place, but my uncle said there was an empty house that was not in use, so I didn't think much of it."

"Yes," Fujiwara-sensei said. "Our school has some collaborations with Seikou School and jointly built an apartment building. However, due to limited space and considering Seikou's situation, there is only one girls' apartment building in the Kyoto area, while the boys' apartment building is located a little further away."

"So, where are we going?"

“There are local special affairs officers on duty at the boys’ dormitory, but the special affairs offices in the Kyoto and Kita districts can’t spare any manpower,” Ms. Fujiwara said calmly. “You can eat for free at the girls’ dormitory cafeteria these days, and we will also prepare a separate rest room for you. As for the duty and patrol arrangements, you can discuss them yourselves.”

Kotekawa Kami lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying carefully, "Teacher, I already have other requests, so I might not be able to stay on duty all night."

"It's alright, it's just to be on the safe side. The probability of some things colliding is quite small." Fujiwara-sensei didn't seem inclined to let him off the hook, after all, his abilities were trustworthy.

Shirakawa Kurumi, standing to the side, was eager to try, her eyes bright, waiting for Kotegawa Kami to say a firm refusal.

Kotekawa Kami thought for a moment, then turned to look at Shirakawa Nozomi.

The latter was also pondering when he spoke up: "Teacher, if I may ask, what is the compensation the school provides?"

"One million in cash, plus a year's worth of cafeteria meal vouchers."

The young priest, expressionless, uttered a single word: "Woof!"

The two people next to him: ""

Kotekawa Kami withdrew his disdainful gaze from the junior priest and asked with some interest, "Teacher, can this meal ticket be given to someone else?"

"Would anyone care about something this trivial? Who would care?" Fujiwara-sensei retorted.

Kotekawa Kami nodded thoughtfully, glanced at Shirakawa Kurumi, and then coughed lightly, barking "Woof!"

Fine, whatever, let's just say it's Wang-chan!

Nothing tastes as good as meal tickets or money, no, it's more practical!

Shirakawa Kurumi deeply despised them, and finally let out a small "woof".

Now that she's become Wang Jiang, it seems like she'd be ostracized if she didn't.

Fujiwara-sensei pondered for a moment, unable to figure out what was wrong with these three students, or whether people who practice martial arts were all a little mentally unstable.

The three members of the exorcism group left, each carrying a work badge that had clearly been prepared beforehand.

On their way back to class, they unsurprisingly exchanged a few sarcastic remarks and complaints.

As expected, all the big pots were eventually dumped on the head of Shirakawa Nozomi, who was the first to open his mouth.

Shirakawa Nozomi snorted coldly, turned his head away in disdain, and was too lazy to argue with the couple.

He is a true man of character!

The two boys returned to Class Two and, under everyone's watchful eyes, sat down in their respective seats and began packing their things.

"Furutegawa, are you leaving?" Takanashi asked softly, echoing everyone's thoughts.

"Oh!" Kotekawa Kami slapped his forehead, walked to the podium, cleared his throat and said, "Fujiwara-sensei said that starting tomorrow, the first two periods in the morning will be changed to self-study."

Everyone below was silent, staring at him with wide eyes, clearly already aware of what was happening.