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

The two girls were completely bewildered by his gaze and instinctively reached into their bags for small mirrors, wondering if there was something dirty on their faces.

"What's wrong? Staring at a girl like that so early in the morning is impolite!" Aunt Qiuye brought over breakfast and patted him on the head as she did so.

Kotekawa Kami pondered for a moment, then withdrew his gaze.

It's not difficult to catch a petty thief, but what happens after he's caught him? That's the question that needs careful consideration.

So he casually asked, "I heard that Takanashi and Yuka are not very good sleeping men, so did you two sleep well last night?"

Takanashi's expression froze, and she kicked him under the table.

"He's talking nonsense. He's never even seen me sleeping," Yujia said obediently to Uncle Kenji.

Mikazuki Seisakusho spoke up: "Last night, Yoshimi and Hanamai shared a room, and Kurumi and I shared a room."

Oh, no wonder nothing happened overnight... Kotekawa Kami understood and lowered his head to drink his porridge.

Uncle Jian over there told him, "You don't need to worry about the work in the fields. Take everyone to the city for a walk, but be careful and don't go near the river."

He replied, "I'll take Ms. Senko to the station first. We plan to go camping at Togakushi Shrine tomorrow and the day after."

Ms. Senko only came along; she'll be returning to Tokyo soon.

"Togakushi Shrine?" Uncle Kenji nodded slightly. It was the sacred site of the gods, so there was no need to worry about safety.

They also have a tent at home, and they occasionally go there to enjoy camping and barbecues.

Aunt Akiba, who had finally finished her work, sat down next to Mikazuki Seisakusou. Her kind gaze occasionally swept over her, and she became more and more satisfied with what she saw. She subtly asked, "Seisakusou-chan, thank you for being friends with my little one. I haven't bullied you, have I?"

Takanashi Hanamai and Shirakawa Kurumi both raised their heads at the same time, and Yuka also perked up her ears.

Only Uncle Kenji coughed slightly.

Mikazuki Seisaku was unaware that Kotegawa Kami had mentioned her to his family long ago, so she took it as just ordinary conversation. She put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and then lowered her head to say, "You're too kind. Kotegawa-kun has always taken good care of me. He usually takes me home at night and even allows me to stay at his house. It's my blessing to have met him."

Kami Kotekawa reached out and scratched his head.

"Living at home? Living together? It really was her!"

Uncle Jian and Aunt Qiuye, who remained expressionless, felt as if a weight had been lifted from their hearts at the same time.

Sitting opposite her, Ms. Chiko's gaze swept over Mikazuki imperceptibly, and she sighed inwardly, as if she could see the lonely ending of her own daughter being a runner-up.

It's not that my daughter is bad at anything, it's just that the opponent is too strong. That level of competition is probably a peak that my daughter could never reach in her entire life.

Aunt Qiuye's gaze softened, and her eyes crinkled with laughter: "Well, although Xiaojian isn't particularly outstanding, he's very honest and gentle. He won't bully others, and he never fights with anyone. I can assure you of that, so please feel at ease being his friend."

The Shirakawa siblings, who knew the truth, remained silent.

Kotegawa Kamimi placed a piece of food on Aunt Akiba's plate.

Mikazuki Seisakusaku's cheeks flushed, and she responded softly. She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but it seemed like the aunt from Kotegawa was implying something, as if she knew something.

She didn't go to see Kotegawa, but simply kept the matter in her heart.

Aunt Qiuye's gaze shifted to Kotori Hana-mu, a hint of amazement in her eyes. She hadn't looked closely last night, but now she realized that, like Hu Tao, she was a girl who was beautiful no matter how you looked at her.

Walnut is a classic example of a Japanese beauty; her beauty is so striking it makes your mouth water.

Although Hua Wu may not be mouthwatering, she is definitely a beauty that you will never forget after just one glance.

"Xiao Jian's friends are really great!"

She exclaimed, "Hana-chan is just as beautiful as Mom! She'll definitely grow up to be a great beauty too!"

Catwalk Hanama was pleasantly surprised to receive such high praise.

Ms. Chiko, who was so distressed about her daughter's unfortunate future that she could hardly eat, was secretly delighted.

Women dress up for those who appreciate them, and no one dislikes being praised.

Kami looked around and realized that there was nothing for him to do, so he scratched his head and continued eating. He also listened to Aunt Akiba and Takanashi finish talking, and then talked with Kurumi and Yuka.

They enjoyed a simple breakfast, and the four girls and Ms. Qianzi had beaming smiles, their dimples never disappearing.

After breakfast, the group sat down next to Aunt Qiuye and listened to the story of how Uncle Jian had relentlessly pursued her back then.

Kotegawa Kami completely changed his opinion of Aunt Akiba.

Wow, that's amazing! Aunt Qiuye is so amazing!

It was a complete massacre!

If Aunt Akiha were a boy his age, and he were pursuing Mikazuki alongside her, then he would have no choice but to strike first and destroy his opponent on a life-or-death level.

Chapter 187 It's Over!

Outside Okaya Station, Kotegawa Kami and Shirakawa Nozomi watched as Ms. Chiko carried her things inside, and only after she was out of sight did they turn around and get on the train.

It was just the two of them on this trip. One reason was to drop off Teacher Qianzi at the station, and the other was to do some shopping and buy camping supplies such as tents and barbecue grills.

As for the few girls who didn't come along, they were already engrossed in Aunt Qiuye's story before they even left.

Kotekawa Kamimi started the car, smoothly got off, and gradually accelerated into the city.

Shirakawa Nozomi, sitting firmly in the passenger seat, asked the question that had been bothering him, her tone scrutinizing: "You can drive? But you can't ride a motorcycle?"

"Is that so strange? Cars and motorcycles are different!" Kotegawa Kami said casually, "I need to drive a car during the busy farming season, but I don't need to ride a motorcycle."

"Oh, you don't have a driver's license."

Kami Kotegawa was speechless: "Of course, I'm not old enough to take a driving test yet!"

After saying that, he stepped on the gas pedal to the floor, and the car sped off, stopping outside the outdoor shopping mall in just five minutes.

The young man pushed open the door and calmly got out of the car, while the junior priest in the passenger seat turned pale and got out while holding onto the door.

He didn't retaliate, not because he had a good temper, nor because he was afraid of Kotekawa, but simply because he couldn't beat Kotekawa in this situation. So, after weighing the options, he decided to hold back for the time being.

Kotegawa Kami went directly to the shop owner, who was an acquaintance of Kenji's uncle. The owner was usually easy to talk to and, without mentioning anything else, had never cheated them on the quality of their goods.

They discussed what to buy today while they were at home, and with their collective wisdom, they even made a list. They didn't have to think too much before buying everything.

Shirakawa Nozomi revealed his fair and slightly muscular arms, wrapped a towel around his head, and began to move things into the car.

The two quickly loaded the car, and after paying the bill, Kotekawa Kami headed straight for the supermarket.

The holiday is ten days long, and today is only the second day. Although there's no rush, it doesn't mean time can be wasted. We should make the necessary preparations early so that we can fully immerse ourselves in tomorrow's camping trip.

Meanwhile, inside the house, four girls were visiting Kami Kotegawa's bedroom on the second floor.

Kami's bedroom is actually quite boring; there's really nothing to see there.

A desk, a wardrobe, a sword rack, a large bed, a small round table, and a small rug.

But Yuka and Shirakawa Kurumi were watching with great interest, each sticking their butts up high and looking under the bed.

"What are you looking for?" Takanashi Hanamai asked curiously.

"H-books! What else could it be?" Yujia said enthusiastically, "I don't believe it! Kotegawa has grown up to the point where he doesn't even have one H-book! He likes big-breasted girls so much, he must have a lot!"

Shirakawa Kurumi, who shared the same idea, nodded and said confidently, "That's right, there must be a lot! Even my younger brother, who isn't interested in girls, has several magazines featuring prostitutes, so Kotegawa definitely has them too!"

The other three girls were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads in unison and said, "Kotegawa shouldn't be that perverted!"

"No, you've misunderstood. My younger brother isn't actually a pervert; he just has unique interests," Shirakawa Kurumi tried to explain.

The other three remained silent, subconsciously labeling Shirakawa Nozomi as a "weirdo".

The two began searching the house inch by inch. Mikazuki Haruka hesitated slightly and reminded him, "Won't it make him angry if we go through his room without permission?"

Shirakawa Kurumi, who had just reached for the wardrobe, quickly withdrew her hand. She exchanged a glance with Yuka, who was about to move a stool to look at the wardrobe, and they both pondered for a moment before silently putting the stool back in its place.

I'm curious about what kind of erotic books Kotegawa collects, but it wouldn't be fun if I angered him.

Meanwhile, Takanashi Hanako, who was lying on the bed so bored that she wanted to yawn, said, "Actually, if you think about it, you should know that Kotegawa would never have anything like erotic books—where would he get the money to buy them?"

Hu Tao and You Jia were both taken aback, then suddenly realized what was happening.

Yes, he doesn't have the money to buy it!

The room fell silent.

For a moment, none of them knew what else to say.

Mikazuki Seisakusho walked to the windowsill, opened the window, and gazed at the distant mountain scenery, slightly lost in thought.

Kotegawa told him that he could see a beautiful mountain from his room, and although there were many monsters in the mountain, it looked beautiful from afar.

She bit her lip, feeling a pang of longing for Kotegawa's embrace.

Although that guy likes to cause trouble, it's really comfortable to be in his arms.

Spacious, warm, and without any worries...

Just then, the sound of car brakes came from the courtyard outside the window.

Yujia ran to the window, looked down, and turned to say, "They're back!"

A group of people ran downstairs.

Just then, Kami Kotegawa and Nozomi Shirakawa each entered the entrance hall carrying two large bags.

"Why did you buy raw meat?" Mikazuki Haruka, who usually cooks at home, asked instinctively.

"Raw meat tastes better than ready-made meat rolls. Don't worry, although I can't cook, I'm good at cutting meat." Furutekawa Kami said that practicing martial arts not only strengthens the body, but is also very practical in daily life.

"Is there anything we can do now?"

Kami Kotekawa glanced at them, then thought for a moment and said, "We need to clean the barbecue grill, chop vegetables, a lot of vegetables, and prepare ice..."

"I'll wash the barbecue grill," Youjia was the first to raise her hand.

"Then I'll go chop the vegetables!"

Shirakawa Kurumi pulled out her dagger: "Where's the meat? Do you need me to cut it for you?"

"No, we'll cut the meat when we eat it."

Kotegawa Kamimi bought beef, venison, pork, and chicken.

"Where's Aunt Akiba?" Kotegawa Kami asked casually as he put things in the refrigerator.

"Aunt Akiba said she's going to make a cake for us, she's gone to the orchard..." Yuka said excitedly, "Kutegawa, so your family grows fruit!"