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

Whether she uses it honestly, gets a refund, or even gives it to someone else, it's up to her.

He understood this principle, and so did Benba Sora, but Benba Sora still looked frustrated.

Because he couldn't bring himself to mock Ben Youjia as much as he wanted.

……

The butcher shop is actually not far from the wagashi shop in this market. The reason it took a while was because I was queuing, and I bought a lot, plus I also placed a year's worth of orders.

Now that we're going back, there's no need to delay any longer.

Then, as soon as they entered, they saw Honba Yuka circling around Honba Takama, seemingly having something to ask of him.

Gui Ma sat on the bench, hands clasped behind his back, eyes closed, completely ignoring everyone.

"What kind of trouble are you causing now?" Honba Sorata placed the freshly baked croquettes on the table and muttered to himself.

When Yoshimi and the others returned, they stood properly, no longer acting like little girls, and ignoring their annoying younger brother. Instead, Yoshimi smiled at Kamiko Kotekawa with a slightly restrained expression.

Kotekawa Kamimi began, "Today's students..."

"Just call me Youjia." Youjia's little mouth suddenly became as sweet as honey.

Sora Motomichi, who was standing next to him, suddenly shivered and felt a chill.

No, not just some, it was absolutely disgusting!

This guy has a fierce look in his eyes.

The younger brother immediately shrank his head and turned his face away.

Kotegawa Kami stared at her in surprise, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Y-Yo-chan."

"Hey!" The audience quickly picked up on the good news.

Kamiko Kotekawa felt a sense of unease; she seemed a little strange compared to before…

He handed her a stack of croquette weekly cards and quickly said, "This is a year's worth of croquette weekly cards! Okay, our deal is done!"

"Huh? Ah? A whole year's supply?" Motoba Yuka looked stunned. "Why buy so many?"

"Because the price of this sword is roughly equivalent to a year's supply of croquettes, I didn't take advantage of you!" Kotekawa Kami said frankly.

"Then you should have just cashed out... Never mind, it's nothing." Honjo Yuka almost blurted out her true feelings.

Croquettes... she doesn't like them!

Besides, if she eats like this for a year, how much weight will she gain next year?

Regret, all I can say is regret.

I regret not going to the station, I regret giving away the sword, I regret exchanging all those croquette coupons... I regret all sorts of things, I regret it so much!

"Why didn't you use your brain in the first place? You could have said something else. Why did you have to say croquettes? Now... wait a minute!"

Benchang Youjia suddenly paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Oh right, I can return it myself later! The boss is pretty easy to talk to, he'll at least let me get half back! I'll split the other half with Qingkong..."

Suddenly, a good idea popped into her head, and she immediately perked up again.

Sorata Honba, standing next to him, looked disgusted.

You don't even need to ask to know what she's thinking.

That's the annoying thing about twins—looking at each other is like looking in a mirror!

……

Perhaps seeing that the little ones had finished chatting, Motoba Kijima, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and waved his hand: "Alright, let's eat! Sorata?"

"Oh!" Honba Sorata, who usually takes care of serving tea and water, washing pots and pans, receiving packages and purchasing goods at home, turned around and went straight to the refrigerator without thinking.

Yuka, in a high-pitched, delicate voice, asked, "What would you like to drink, Shinmi-kun?"

Kotekawa felt a chill run down his spine and goosebumps rise on his arms.

Without changing his expression, he pointed to the kettle on the table and said, "Plain water is fine."

He doesn't drink beverages; he usually just drinks plain water or herbal tea.

At this moment, Yuka reached for the water bottle: "Then I'll pour it for you."

"Thank you, but I haven't drunk the one I just poured yet..."

Honba Sorata ran over with beer, orange juice, and herbal tea.

He looked at Ben Changyoujia with a furrowed brow: "Speak properly, this is disgusting."

The man's expression froze instantly.

If it weren't for Kami Kotekawa's quick thinking and reflexes, Sorata Honba might have ended up using it as a sacrifice for his older sister.

...After a moment of chaos, Sora Honba, his lips swollen and red, raised his orange juice: "Welcome, Kotegawa, to Tokyo!"

"welcome!"

"welcome!"

"Thank you, thank you..." Kamiko Furude, holding a cup of herbal tea, thanked everyone.

Chapter Eight: Impolite

In the evening, after a satisfying meal, and after declining the offer to take him home from the Motoba siblings, Kotekawa saw a man walking home alone, carrying a sword in one hand and a cell phone in the other.

He just spoke with Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiha, mainly to talk about what happened this afternoon. Anyway, everything went smoothly, and Uncle Benchang took good care of him.

Uncle Jian and Aunt Qiuye were relieved, but soon worried about his safety walking alone at night, so they hung up the phone after only a few words.

Kami Kotegawa strode forward.

Benchang's home is located at the upper part of the commercial street, some distance from where he lives.

The buildings on both sides are very tall, squeezing the sky into a narrow, long line.

The night was very dark, and the stars were almost invisible.

However, in big cities, there doesn't seem to be much difference between day and night.

There are always people rushing around for something.

A faint melancholy lingered in Kotegawa Kami's eyes.

After completing the necessary procedures tomorrow, he will buy a whetstone, sharpen his sword, and then quickly find work.

However, Tokyo seems really peaceful here. Even at this hour, there are still people strolling around everywhere.

So if he can't get any decent bounty missions, he might have to try being an unofficial night patrolman.

Although it was tiring and tough, at least I got a salary.

Even if it's not much, it's enough for one person to live on.

After leaving the commercial street, he briefly recalled what he had been doing, then turned and headed towards a small grove of trees not far to his left.

It wasn't that he needed to pee, nor did he have any particular interest.

He remembered there was a small park over there in the woods, and walking this way was a shortcut that would save him a lot of time getting home.

Although the path was not easy to walk, it was no problem at all for practitioners with a stable lower body.

He was also eager to go back, since he hadn't practiced much today and felt a bit unwell all over.

However, he had only just entered the woods and hadn't gone far...

A cheerful, offhand voice, complete with its own echo and misheard lyrics, suddenly rang out from behind without any warning.

"Want to play? Hehehehehe"

Upon hearing this familiar opening, Kotekawa Kami couldn't help but pause in surprise.

Is it Piao Jiang? That's strange, it's not quite the same as what I've heard.

Isn't it said that strange things rarely appear in Tokyo?

Or was it just that I was incredibly lucky, and he happened to be the one who made a mistake?

But it doesn't matter, you're just unlucky to have run into me.

He paused for a moment, but didn't stop, and continued walking forward.

It's not that he chickened out.

He has his own way of dealing with this kind of thing that loves to "turn around and kill".

After being called back, don't turn around immediately. You have to walk around a bit more, because you were a little far away at first, and if you turn around now, it might run away.

This creature, which is basically on par with a rat, may not have any threatening abilities, but its ability to escape is truly formidable.

Come on, let's play! Come on, let's play! Hehehehehe

The voice behind me got much closer, and although it was still giggling, I could tell it was getting a little anxious.

Because Kotegawa Kami was almost out of the forest, and the edge of the forest was wrapped with a chain with talismans that no one could understand.

Kami Kotekawa ignored him and continued walking forward, intending to turn around and kill him when the sound got closer.

The main reason is that I've done too many cuts in the past. Now, when I encounter the same situation again, even without thinking, my hand knows automatically when to hand over the sword.

"Come on, let's play! Come on, let's play!"

When "Basic Monster" saw that he still didn't turn around, he immediately started making noise pollution, which was as annoying as a stuck tape.

Kami Kotekawa, his ears aching from the noise, frowned and turned away.

Honestly, if you had come any closer, I could have just chopped you down.

That way, everyone can have a wonderful evening together, right?

Fine, then. Since you're not very appreciative, then...

He rested his hand on his longsword, his face expressionless.

The "floating sauce" was standing more than three meters behind him.