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

"Yeah, something did happen, but don't worry, as long as the school doesn't announce a suspension of classes, it shouldn't be anything serious." Kami Kotekawa, who was lying next to her, comforted her, but as soon as he finished speaking, the phone on the bedside table rang.

He picked it up and looked at it; it was a message from the school.

The gist of the statement is that some of the school buildings have been vandalized and require urgent repairs, so classes will be suspended for one day.

"what happened?"

Kotekawa Kamimi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Classes are suspended. There's no classes today."

The room fell silent.

After a long while, the girl's slightly surprised voice finally rang out: "Wow, that's amazing, Kotegawa...you jinx."

"No, no, no, this must be a coincidence! My mouth doesn't smell that bad, you can try it if you don't believe me!"

"Huh? Hmm..."

The surprised voice quickly turned into sobs.

Verbal sparring is timeless!

Chapter 159 is...

School was closed today, and Kotekawa Kami did not try to stay in bed. As soon as it was five o'clock, he forced himself to get up, put on his loose training clothes, and went to the quiet room on the second floor to sit and rest.

He barely slept last night, and disaster could strike at any moment. For a long and stable future, he must maintain his physical and mental strength, as well as be vigilant during this period.

Three hours later, it was dawn.

Under the gloomy sky, dark clouds hung low.

The aroma of breakfast wafted up to the second floor—the fragrance of plump, glistening grains of rice and the aroma of shredded pork with garlic sauce.

Mikazuki is actually very good at cooking Sichuan cuisine; her mother taught her.

Kotekawa Kami got up and scurried downstairs.

But as soon as one gets downstairs, the first thing one sees is not a young woman with an apron around her waist and a magnificent chest, but rather a woman with an apron around her waist but a flat and unremarkable chest.

A question mark popped into his mind.

Why you?

Who will be the mother of my future child?

"Good morning!" Youjia waved her little hand.

Kotegawa Kami walked over, slightly bewildered: "Good morning, Mikazuki?"

"She just went out to throw out the trash with Hanamai," Yuka winked. "Furugawa, it must be so nice to be taken care of by the girl you like, right?"

It was indeed an unexpected joy, but I won't tell you that Kotegawa Kami thought to himself, turning his head to look around: "Eyes-kun isn't here?"

"I haven't seen him since early this morning, he probably went on a date, right?" Youjia pointed to the pot: "Sit down for a while, I'll serve you some rice."

"No rush, let me brush my teeth and wash my face first." He turned and stepped into the bathroom. As he turned on the tap to wash his face, he heard the voices of girls outside.

Mikazuki and Takanashi have returned and are talking to Yuka about the news and gossip they overheard from some neighbors' chatter.

He washed his face, dried it with a towel, and stepped outside, greeting the little bird that had come to play.

"You got up quite early today."

Takanashi Hanamai looked him up and down, a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Kotegawa, don't you usually sleep?"

"I just used other methods to replace sleep, but the effect is the same." Kotekawa Kami sat down at the dining table, reached out and took the large bowl that Mikazuki handed him. It was half rice and half vegetables, his favorite way of eating.

"What method is it? Can I learn it?" Youjia asked curiously as she approached.

Today, when Mikazuki told her that Kotegawa was sitting cross-legged upstairs, she found it quite strange.

"It's possible, but you need to stick to it every day. Even then, it might take ten or twenty years before you can replace sleep like I have," said Kamiko Kotegawa.

Meditation is not actually anything profound, it just requires a great deal of skill.

"Huh? That long? Then how did you manage?" Yuka and Takanashi both expressed their doubts.

"I'm a genius!" he said modestly, earning three disdainful eye rolls in return.

The four of us ate breakfast together, and it was quite lively.

After everyone had eaten their fill, Kotekawa Kami took his sword and went to the courtyard to do his morning prayers. The three girls played Monopoly, playing cards, and the game console that Yuka had brought.

When Kotegawa Kami returned after finishing her morning lessons, covered in sweat, they were still playing.

He took a shower in the bathroom, then went upstairs to the quiet room to maintain the sword.

The longsword that Ishikawa Yasuhiro gave him was the best sword he had ever seen, even better than the ones he had seen at the Senji Sword Shop.

Unfortunately, this sword is just a limited-time trial card; you have to return it after you've used it.

Otherwise, he really wanted to use the Nightmare Maiden's essence on this.

"I hope my new sword will be better than this one!" he thought to himself.

The sword he ordered from Qianzi Knife Shop at the beginning of the month should be ready by the end of the Golden Week holiday.

Of course, if he hadn't been a little worried later and spent a lot of money to upgrade the materials by three levels, he probably would have already received them by now.

"I'm really looking forward to it."

As he thought this, he admired the longsword in his hand that gleamed with a chilling light, then sheathed it, went downstairs to the living room, where he ate dried fruit while watching three girls play games and listening to them gossip.

That's quite interesting.

We ate lunch at home again, and the four of us made dumplings together.

It was a cloudy day, but the sunlight was gentle. Kotekawa Kami hadn't received any SOS calls from Ishikawa Yasuhiro, nor had anyone been looking for him. He stayed home with the three of them, yawning as he watched them play around, have fun, and chat about everything under the sun, their dreams and the future.

He witnessed how the three of them usually looked together. He saw Takanashi walking around naked with his legs crossed, laughing heartily and pounding the ground, and Yuka imitating a drunken old man so perfectly, with her tone, expression, and movements all spot on. It's a real shame that this girl doesn't do manzai.

The sky darkened further in the afternoon, with long stretches of dark clouds. It might rain tonight, and we probably won't be able to see the moon.

Both Yuka and Takanashi Hanamai went home.

Kotegawa Kami received a call from Fujiwara-sensei, saying that the girls in the women's dormitory had all gone home and he didn't need to go over tonight.

The decision was probably made because last night's events exceeded many people's expectations.

He was actually quite happy with that, because he was really worried about leaving Mikazuki alone at home if there was thunder at night.

At seven o'clock in the evening, after it got dark, a rainstorm, as expected, began to fall.

Inside the living room, Kami Kotekawa sat cross-legged on the floor, without turning on the lights, looking up at the sky outside the window.

Mikazuki, who was lying on the sofa, turned her head to look at him and asked, "Do you like rainy days?"

"Occasionally, but I don't like it when it rains all the time, because then I won't have anywhere to do my homework."

The girl thought for a moment: "Actually, I quite like rainy weather, but there are times when I don't like it, such as when there's thunder or when my umbrella gets stolen."

“It’s really annoying.” Kotegawa Kami agreed: “I hate heavy rain, and I hate thieves.”

"Huh? Kotegawa actually hates thieves?"

Is there something wrong?

"Because Kotegawa was a thief too, right?"

Are you kidding me?

"Because, wasn't my heart stolen by Kotegawa?"

""

Kotegawa Kami stared at her blankly.

Young lady, how come you have such a variety of methods?

Who could possibly withstand this?

He got up and drew the curtains, sat down on the sofa, cupped the girl's cheek in one hand, and gently leaned down.

The girl closed her eyes.

After a long while, a dry, parched voice rang out: "Mikazuki, shall we become gods tonight?"

"Become a god? What does that mean?"

"It is...it is the creation of humankind."

"roll!"

Chapter 160 Two Idiots

On Wednesday, the old school buildings were repaired and classes resumed normally.

Kotekawa Kami awoke from his deep meditation, stood up, stretched his waist and legs, and kicked out a set of Tan Tui kicks to revive his energy.

Last night, he was incredibly audacious and attempted something inappropriate, only to be punished by the girl who grabbed his ear.

However, the girl still had feelings for him and was worried that he would be arrested by the police, which would mean a minimum of three years in prison. So she ran back to her room and anticipated that they would not be able to sleep together in each other's arms for a while.

"Ugh……"

Today's breakfast was stir-fried cabbage with vinegar and sauerkraut fish, and it tasted amazing.

Ever since Mikazuki discovered that he also liked Sichuan cuisine, he has stopped thinking about making dishes like grilled fish, natto with scallions, and miso soup.

Kami Kotegawa felt quite comfortable.

After the two of them finished breakfast, they went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, went to the bathroom to rinse their mouths and wash their faces, and then got ready to go out.

Today is another day of continuous rain. It rained for most of last night, and it looks like there's no sign of it clearing up.

As soon as he stepped out of the entrance hall, Kotekawa Kami looked up and asked in surprise, "Does the rainy season in Tokyo come so early?"

"The rainy season is in June, this should just be ordinary rain." Mikazuki looked at the sky and said uncertainly.

Kami Kotekawa nodded slightly, without any hesitation. The supernatural world cannot be viewed simply with the old perspective, as that would be too one-sided—maybe there are just two monsters fighting in the sky.