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

Kotekawa Kami went upstairs, went back to his room, took off his wet clothes, grabbed a dry towel from the shelf and wiped himself haphazardly, changed into his pajamas, and then sat on the edge of the bed, somewhat lost in thought.

"Why did they all come all at once? And in the middle of the night?"

"Doesn't Qingkong have to work at the coffee shop? Isn't Takanashi rushing to meet her work deadline?"

His mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts.

The sound of people coming upstairs could be heard outside; it was Aunt Qiuye preparing the guest rooms for the guests.

It was already very late at night, especially in the countryside where people work from sunrise to sunset. Not being asleep at this hour was considered a very bad sleep schedule.

"Xiao Jian, I'll trouble you to sleep in the living room tonight." Aunt Qiuye's voice came from outside the door.

"I understand!" he replied without any surprise.

Although the house is big, it can't handle the number of guests. With four more guests arriving, we not only have to consider the room situation, but also whether we have enough bedding.

Fortunately, his bed was big enough and the blankets were warm enough that three girls could sleep on it without any problem.

So, tonight, no, maybe for the entire Golden Week, he'll be sleeping in the living room.

He threw the wet clothes into the basin, picked them up, opened the door, and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Shirakawa Nozomi came down before him and was squatting in the bathroom, washing his own clothes in a basin.

The young priest was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and long pants, with a towel he had bought at the store that afternoon draped around his neck; his attire was quite casual.

The two looked at each other.

Kami Kotekawa tossed the clothes into the laundry tub, added the detergent, set the timer, and casually asked, "Are you washing them all together?"

The young priest remained silent, picked up the basin, stood up, and dumped it all into the washing machine.

He was embarrassed to use the washing machine by himself just now.

The washing machine started working with a hum.

Kotegawa Kami stepped out of the bathroom and went to the living room.

Shirakawa went upstairs without a word, just in case, he wanted to go back to his room in advance and lock the room and windows.

The young man first looked at Teacher Qianzi, who stretched and yawned, muttering to herself, "I'm sleepy."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and went upstairs.

Uncle Kenji had already returned to his bedroom on the first floor.

Only Kami Kotegawa and four girls remained in the living room.

He looked at each person's face in turn, and then picked the softest one to squeeze.

He looked at Youjia and asked, "Have you had dinner? Are you hungry?"

Yuka blinked, not understanding why Kotegawa Kamimi asked her first instead of Haruka.

"We had dumplings for dinner," she answered honestly.

Kotekawa Kami looked at Mikazuki Seigaku, who said seriously, "The manager has gone on vacation, and the coffee shop is temporarily closed."

The big white cat went to play? Then I gave her so many demon energy pills for nothing? Kotekawa Kami was taken aback, nodded slightly, and planned to settle the score with her when he got back.

Birdsong Flower Dance hugged her knees, her voice barely audible: "I... I recorded a song, and since I was bored, I just came out for a walk."

Kotekawa Kami nodded. Whether it was true or not, he believed it anyway.

He ignored Shirakawa Kurumi, who was about to speak, and said to them, "Since you're here, stay here. Tomorrow we'll wander around, but famous tourist spots will be crowded at this time, so let's go to some places that tourists don't usually go."

Originally, the plan was to take the Shirakawa siblings sightseeing while doing some tasks, but now, it's better to just have fun.

Anyway, I'm not short of money right now.

"I want to see the snow-capped mountains! And I want to see the starry sky!" Youjia, who had done some research on the trip, was the first to raise her hand.

"What preparations need to be made?" Although she hadn't spoken aloud earlier, Hu Tao, still full of interest, asked with great interest.

"We can talk about preparations tomorrow. Now, everyone go upstairs and rest. Aunt Akiba will assign you rooms." Kotekawa Kamimi pointed to the clock on the wall and ushered everyone upstairs.

Kotori Hanamai and Mikazuki Seisakusaku each glanced at him, making him feel inexplicably uneasy.

So the girls all went upstairs.

Kami Kotekawa grabbed a blanket, spread it on the sofa, crawled in, rested his head on his hands, and stared at the ceiling.

It's much colder at home than in Tokyo right now, and they're all dressed rather lightly. Tomorrow I'll take them shopping for clothes first, then some warm hiking gear. We have one small tent at home, but that's definitely not enough for so many people, so I'll buy two more tents. And most importantly, a barbecue grill and all sorts of seasonings. No one at home checks driver's licenses, so I'll drive to the city tomorrow...

He was enveloped in a familiar warmth, and everything at home made him feel incredibly safe and secure.

He blinked, drowsiness washing over him, his eyelids growing heavy.

A dozen minutes later, Aunt Qiuye came down the stairs and walked into the living room. When she saw that Kotegawa was already fast asleep, her eyes softened. She tucked the blanket around him, turned off the light, and quietly went back to the bedroom.

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Kotekawa Kami didn't know how long he had slept, but when he woke up, he felt a faint, warm, and moist sensation on his lips.

He instantly became a hundred and twenty times more awake, and his heart began to pound wildly.

Qing, Qingkong, that girl is a bit bold...

His breathing became slightly heavier, his mouth slightly open, responding in small ways.

Even though they'd been exchanging kisses for a while, Qingkong was still quite clumsy at it.

The thief, who was sneaking around doing bad things, seemed to realize something was wrong, got startled, and looked like he wanted to run away.

Kotekawa Kami had already grabbed her, and his other hand instinctively reached out to touch happiness.

But that familiar, heavy feeling didn't come; instead, it was all for naught.

He paused for a moment, then tried to stretch forward again, as if he had stretched across the distance of a fingertip universe before finally touching it.

It has a slight bulge and a soft feel, but it can't hide the fact that it's very flat... and so flat that it makes you want to cry.

But this is not the point.

Kotekawa Kami's mind went blank, and his scalp tingled.

It's not a crescent moon!

The person he was holding was startled by his sudden outstretched hand and quickly slapped his hand away. Only then did he come to his senses and hurriedly let go.

The thief ran away, but he must have tiptoed upstairs, making very little noise.

After seeing that the others had disappeared, Kamiko Kotekawa sat up from the sofa, touched his lips, rubbed his fingers together, and looked at them with disbelief.

Who? Which flat-chested girl is so bold as to take advantage of him?

It's unbearable to repair!

I definitely have to get my revenge next time... No! I absolutely have to get my revenge next time!

Is he the kind of person who can just kiss anyone?

The young man was furious.

Just then, footsteps came from down the stairs...

Chapter 186 Who is the Little Thief?

Kotekawa Kami immediately lay back down, half-closing his eyes, regulating his breathing, and pretending to be asleep, wanting to see if it was the little thief from before.

The person coming downstairs yawned and walked towards the bathroom in a daze.

Not a petty thief...

Although the light was dim, the person who came in gave him a completely different feeling than before. More importantly, when the bathroom light came on, he saw a plump and mature figure from behind... It was Ms. Chiko.

He turned around to face the sofa, and after a while, after Ms. Qianzi went upstairs, he took out his phone and checked the time.

It's 3 a.m.

At this point, catching the thief was no longer a realistic possibility. However, since there were only three suspects, finding the "culprit" wasn't too difficult. He closed his eyes again and slept until five o'clock.

Because of his long-standing sleep habits, he usually can't stay in bed even if he wants to. At five o'clock, his body seems to disobey his brain, and he gets up directly from the sofa, shakes his head, and goes to take a shower, wash his face, and brush his teeth.

The icy water instantly cleared my dazed mind.

After washing up, he put on his pajamas, changed his shoes, and went to the yard to do his morning prayers.

He has been focusing on boxing recently.

[Fist] He is only "seventeen" now, so he has profound martial arts skills but cannot fully unleash them.

This is a constraint, and what he wants to do now is to break through this constraint as much as possible, so that the output diameter can be increased and thickened.

A crackling sound soon echoed in the courtyard.

Not long after, the junior priest, his eyebrows furrowed, also came out with his head down, carrying his beechwood sword. He found a corner and began practicing chopping motions.

This can also be considered a technique for practicing strength control and power generation.

There are many ways to practice in the world, neither good nor bad. Just like the vast ocean of knowledge, finding the one that suits you best is enough.

The two each occupied a space, neither disturbing the other.

Then, Hu Tao got up and took over the last empty space in the yard.

Uncle Jian, who got up early, wanted to go for a walk, but after opening the front door and looking around, he quietly closed it again.

Being young is great; it's full of energy.

More than an hour later, Kotekawa Kami finished his practice, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, and walked back into the house.

In the living room, the guests had already gotten up.

Everything was rushed last night, and it wasn't until now that the girls had a chance to properly introduce themselves.

Kenji's uncle also realized that Yuka was a child of the Honba family.

He is now chatting with her about everyday things, asking about Uncle Guima's recent situation.

Youjia displayed a level of politeness and obedience that was 120 times better than usual, showing none of her usual lazy and slacker demeanor.

After washing his face in the restroom, Furude Kami pulled out a chair and sat down. Ignoring Yuuka for the moment, he looked back and forth between Takanashi Hanamai and Kurumi's faces with a scrutinizing gaze.