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

After class in the afternoon, Kotekawa Kami and his group of seven walked home, discussing whether they should do something, since it was only a little past two in the afternoon and there was still a long day ahead of them.

But Mikazuki's first thought was of the desk in Kotegawa's bedroom. All she wanted to do now was go back to study and then work at the coffee shop. Because of the recent martial law, the coffee shop was only open until 6:30 in the evening, so she wanted to get there as early as possible.

Although she no longer has to worry about rent and utilities, she can't rely on Kotegawa for everything. Not only now, but also after she gets married, she will definitely be a good wife, not only in her role as a wife, but also in maintaining a certain degree of economic independence.

After finishing their work, the two would have dinner together, watch TV together, chat about the fun things that happened at school that day, and finally say goodnight to each other... so she didn't have much free time.

Shirakawa Kurumi hung her little head; she didn't have time today, as she was going home with her younger brother to receive their father's weekly martial arts training.

Youjia originally had free time, but recently her younger brother has been absent-minded and distracted, even making a lot of mistakes when helping with chores in the morning, which made her father furious. So she was conscripted and now has to go back to help sell the never-ending red bean daifuku.

As for Honba Sorata... Honba Sorata's soul seems to have left his body. He walks only by his survival instincts, and with Furude Kami occasionally pulling him along, he has no mood to play at all.

"He's probably missing his girlfriend," Kotegawa Kami thought to himself.

He reached out and pulled the bespectacled guy, deliberately falling a little behind, and whispered to him, "We're both free now, why don't we go find your senior, Ogasawara, for coffee?"

"Ogasa-senpai?" Honba's empty eyes lit up for a moment, then quickly dimmed again, filled with frustration: "It won't work. Ogasa-senpai has been getting picked up and dropped off by someone lately, so she can't leave the house at all."

"Her parents?"

"No, they seem to be bodyguards."

"...She doesn't sound like a girl from an ordinary family?"

"I'm not quite sure either. Although she keeps saying she comes from an ordinary family, she gets picked up by a female bodyguard in a luxury-looking car after school. It doesn't seem like the treatment an ordinary child receives." Honba Sorata said hesitantly, seemingly unsure whether to believe Ogasawara-senpai or his own eyes.

Kotekawa Kami didn't have this dilemma. He simply patted Kotekawa on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Glasses-kun, you'd better work hard to make money in the future! And be more confident, your Ogasawara-senpai is definitely not an ordinary person."

Then look at them, with female bodyguards and luxury cars, their families are definitely not just ordinary rich, right?

She's probably the daughter of some very important family.

Children like them are from poor families; they can't even afford to ride the tram after school.

Honba Sora opened his mouth, then pursed it tightly and nodded silently.

He seemed listless and rather dejected.

"What are you afraid of?" Kotekawa Kami grabbed his arm. "As long as she likes you, it means she doesn't mind, and maybe she won't even mind suffering with you. But as a man, if you make your beloved and the woman who loves you suffer because you don't try, that's really pathetic! Nothing is impossible in this world. Where there's a will, there's a way! Just go for it!"

Honba Sorata lowered his head and thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "But I'm going to inherit my family's wagashi (Japanese sweets) shop in the future, so I probably won't amount to much in this life."

"What's wrong with a wagashi shop? It's such a great job! Stable and comfortable, so many people would love to have one!" Kotekawa Kamimi slapped him hard: "Glasses-kun, don't let your delusions get the better of you! Remember, you're a man! Show some manly courage!"

"A real man?" Honba Sora repeated the three words, nodding vigorously with a determined look in his eyes: "That's right, I am a real man! I will be the head of the family in the future! I must pull myself together! I must work hard!" After saying that, his face flushed a little, as if he had regained his energy.

Kotekawa Kami was pleased to see the old man.

Not bad, not bad, a promising young man.

The bespectacled guy perked up, then got a little cocky, grinned, and scratched his head: "Furutegawa, thank you for comforting me like that. Wait until I save up some money, then I'll treat you to a meal with Ogasawa-senpai. Oh, right, she also has a few very close friends, all big-breasted girls, and they're really enthusiastic and bold..."

The air ahead suddenly seemed to freeze.

"Forget about that!" Kote Kawakami refused immediately, saying righteously, "I'm not that kind of person, I've changed!"

As he spoke, he pulled Honjo Sora down to an even further back.

Honba Sorata stared blankly at him, then suddenly realized, "Right, right, Mikazuki is still at your house. Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I was really nosy."

"I'm glad you understand..." Kotekawa Kami patted him on the shoulder and caught up with the others again, and they parted ways when they reached the entrance of the shopping street.

After entering the house, Kotegawa Kami and Mikazuki Haruka went to their respective rooms, changed into their everyday clothes, and then went to the bathroom together to wash their faces and rinse their mouths.

The girl glanced at him and casually asked, "Having a friend like Glasses Guy must be really nice, right?"

"Well, Glasses Guy is a pretty good guy, someone who's considerate of his friends. Although he can be a bit unreliable at times, it's okay, I'll correct him in time to prevent him from going down the wrong path. Like those social events or meeting girls with big breasts, I'll be the first to object to that."

"That's more like it!" The girl nodded in satisfaction.

She didn't care what kind of guy Glasses-kun was, but she had to keep Kotegawa in check and not let him go astray.

After washing up, Kotekawa Kami pulled the girl into his arms and leaned down to do some naughty things with his mouth.

The girl leaned against the wall, making a faint nasal sound, her two small hands unconsciously clutching his clothes.

After the kiss, she leaned weakly against Kotegawa's chest, her eyes glistening with tears, her legs pressed together, her cheeks flushed and slightly panting.

"This kind of thing... I need to know when to stop..."

Kotekawa Kami buried his face in her neck, inhaling the girl's delicate fragrance, then straightened up, patted his cheeks hard, rubbed his chin against the top of her head, and tentatively asked, "Can I only kiss you three times a day?"

Mikazuki Seisakusho was still clutching his collar, her body pressed tightly against him, pouting, and softly humming, "Anyway, I'm not as strong as you. If you're not afraid of being arrested by the police, then do whatever you want!"

Kotekawa Kami gently pecked her lips, took her small hand, and they left the restroom together.

"Hey, clear sky..."

"Ok?"

"Is it really not okay to tell everyone about our relationship?"

"Let's keep it a secret for now."

"why?"

"...Don't you know your own limitations? Idiot! You're the protagonist of a light novel!"

"???"

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Chapter 173 Golden Week (Part Two)

[Glasses Guy, what's the deal with the protagonist in light novels?]

[Is he probably looking for the kind of handsome, popular guy who's always got a lot of girls liking him, regardless of his actual popularity? No need to work, no need to worry about allowance or future prospects, just agonizing over who gets his affections... Why are you suddenly asking this?]

Do you think I'm like a protagonist in a light novel?

[Then please immediately name at least five girls who like you!]

[Five? Are you kidding me? There's no way there could be that many!]

[Have you received many love letters?]

[Not a single letter.]

Do you have a childhood sweetheart?

There are no girls my age in our village.

Do you have a younger sister? Not a blood relative.

[Neither kissing nor dried meat.]

[Look, you don't have that many girls who like you, you haven't received any confessions of love, and you don't have a childhood friend or a stepsister, so what makes you think you're the protagonist of a light novel?]

Kami Kotekawa handed his phone to the girl who was tidying her desk, and said matter-of-factly, "See, I'm not some light novel protagonist!"

Mikazuki was speechless for a moment, then glanced at it, slightly surprised: "You've never received a love letter?"

"Oh? You really want me to receive this?"

"It was none of my business before, and as for the future... well... but why haven't I received a single one?"

"How would I know? Anyway, it's not like anyone has the time to go to school first thing in the morning and tidy up my shoe cabinet, right?"

"Ah!"

At Shirakawa Shrine, Shirakawa Kurumi suddenly sneezed. She rubbed her nose, a look of confusion in her eyes.

"You must have been insulted by someone!" the younger brother next to him said with a hint of schadenfreude.

Shirakawa Kurumi glanced at him sideways, then lashed his thigh with the small stick in her hand, saying sternly, "The frame is falling apart, reassemble it!"

Shirakawa, whose face was twitching from the pain, glared at her and squatted down in a horse stance again.

……

At 3 p.m., Kotegawa Kamimi went out with a written list and went on a shopping spree in the shopping district.

He's going home for five days, so he needs to buy some ingredients in advance to fill the refrigerator. Otherwise, if Mikazuki is alone, he definitely won't be willing to buy vegetables and will just make do with whatever he can find.

Besides the ingredients, I also need to buy souvenirs to take home, for Uncle Jian'er and Aunt Qiuye, and for Xiaoqianzao and Qianxia.

Chihaya has always longed to visit Tokyo, so this is a good opportunity to broaden her horizons. Hmm, we have plenty of fruit at home, so let's buy some candy and desserts to take back with us.

An hour later, he returned home carrying four large bags.

From the second-floor window next door, Birdsong Flower Dance leaned halfway out, tilted her head, and asked, "Buying so much candy?"

“It’s a souvenir to take back,” Kotekawa Kami explained, looking at her, “Be careful not to drop it.”

"So what if you fall? You'll be all yours then. Just be happy about it," Takanashi Hanamai said nonchalantly.

"Then you'll have to ask Senko-sensei if she agrees first!" Kotekawa Kami waved his claws, opened the door, and went into the entryway.

"She'll definitely agree..." Takanashi Hanamaru muttered to herself, then went back to her room, sat at her desk, and stared absently at the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows below. Her cherry-like lips parted slightly: "Idiot."

Kami first put the purchased ingredients into the refrigerator one by one. There were three large bags in total, which fit perfectly into two refrigerators.

Mikazuki, who was studying in his bedroom, leaned against the doorframe, somewhat puzzled: "Why did you buy so many ingredients?"

“Anyway, it’s time to replenish it!” Kotekawa Kamimi put down the cut beef shank, looked at her, and said with a hint of teasing in his tone, “If you’re willing to come back with me, you won’t need to buy so much.”

Mikazuki Seisakusho lowered his head: "During Golden Week, the store will be even busier than usual. Manager Amamiya can't handle it all by herself, and she also received two weeks' salary for nothing..."

"I was just joking!" Kotekawa Kami quickly said, "Actually, Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiba will be coming over in July. I was thinking of introducing them to you then."

Mikazuki Seisakusho paused, his eyes widening slightly: "When?"

"July!"

"July...so suddenly?" The girl was at a loss, panicked. She spun around in circles a few times before turning around and running back to her room. She looked at herself again and again in the large mirror that was the same height as Kotegawa Kami.

"I need to buy a new outfit, and I also need to go to the beauty salon..."

"There's no rush, there's still plenty of time!" Kotekawa Kami, who had followed her in, quickly stopped the girl who was about to rush out after taking out her wallet, saying repeatedly, "We can go together later."

Mikazuki Seisakusho finally calmed down, turned around, opened the desk drawer, took out a small notebook, and asked nervously, "What kind of food do your uncle and aunt like to eat? Are there any ingredients they don't like? Will they be angry if I move in without permission? And also, do they have any requests for me?"

"Don't overthink it!" Kote Kawakami raised both hands and squeezed her cheeks into cute buns, then pinched and pulled them apart, comforting her, "Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiha are both very easy to get along with. There's no dish they don't like to eat, and they won't get angry over this kind of thing, let alone make any strange requests... Pfft, sorry, Qingkong's funny face is too funny."