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

He was feeling sleepy, so he set his phone alarm for nine o'clock.

Maintaining a stable flow of true qi over a long period of time, while not physically demanding, is a burden on the mind.

So he needs to take a short nap now, and then meditate again after he wakes up.

He closed his eyes and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed... When he finally slept and opened his eyes, all was quiet outside.

He glanced instinctively at the pitch-black sky outside the window, and a sudden chill ran through him. He quickly reached for his phone.

Fortunately, the time displayed on the phone was 20:45.

"I didn't oversleep..." He breathed a sigh of relief, turned on the room light with the light from his phone, opened the door and went downstairs.

The living room lights were still on. Takanashi Hanamai and Yuka were lying on the sofa playing on their phones. The Shirakawa siblings and Mikazuki Seisakusho were not there. Kenji and Akiha should have gone back to their rooms to rest.

When the two girls saw him put down his phone, they turned their heads and greeted him warmly, "Good morning!"

Seeing a can of herbal tea in the refrigerator, Kotekawa casually asked, "Where's Mikazuki?"

"Hmm, she's studying in her room."

"And what about the other two?"

"After dinner earlier, Hu Tao said she wanted to help Shirakawa with some martial arts training, so she took her fishing rod and went out with Shirakawa. They haven't come back yet."

Kami Kotekawa paused in his tea-drinking, then turned around suspiciously: "What kind of training requires both a fishing rod and Shirakawa Nozomi at the same time?"

"Hmm, Kurumi said that Shirakawa-kun isn't a very good swimmer and needs to practice, so it's probably related to swimming?" Takanashi Hanamai, whose face was still a little pale, guessed.

Kamiko Kotekawa tilted her head back and thought for a moment, but what came to mind was the image of Kurumi tying up her little brother with fishing line and then using him as bait...

"No, it's not that bad. He's still my younger brother..." He shook his head, amused by his own imagination.

He sat back down on the sofa, took another sip of tea, and a few seconds later, he put the can of cold tea on the table, got up, and walked out into the entryway: "Get some rest, I'm going to go find them."

"Oh, be careful."

Seeing that he hadn't brought his sword, Kotegawa Kami took his keys and flashlight and went out.

Standing on the street at the gate, he listened carefully and then walked towards the east end of the village.

Beside the big river at the edge of the village, Little Walnut held a fishing rod in one hand and a flashlight in the other, looking like a night fishing expert, staring intently at the float in the river.

As for Shirakawa Nozomi, he wasn't being used as bait as he thought; instead, he was genuinely training—practicing underwater escape techniques.

With his hands bound, he was fiercely resisting the current, struggling to escape before being swept away.

Kami Kotekawa shone his flashlight on the object and looked around. He then went to Kurumi's side and gently patted her head. "The Slit-Mouthed Woman's situation can't be entirely blamed on him."

"I'm not blaming him!" Shirakawa Kurumi said frankly, "But he's really too weak! If he doesn't suffer a bit more, he definitely won't pass the Onmyoji exam next month!"

After saying that, she glanced at the middle of the river and snorted, "Besides, I passed this level of training when I was twelve! Back then, no one spoke up for me!"

After watching for a while, Kotekawa Kami shook his head: "This is training? I think it's more like self-torture."

This is a very extreme method of cultivation, squeezing out potential from desperate situations.

It harms both the body and the mind.

Anyway, he doesn't like it.

“This is a special training method unique to our Shirakawa family! It can stimulate the ‘qi’ within the body, and for Nozomi, it’s ‘magical power’. How about it? Kotegawa, do you want to try it too?” The little girl’s eyes were sly.

“It’s pointless, because you can’t hold me back at all,” Kotekawa Kamimi said casually as he sat down next to her.

"Huh? Kotegawa, you're just bragging!" Shirakawa Kurumi snorted and took out a hemp rope and a fishing line: "The most difficult part of this training is tying your hands with the fishing line. If your 'qi' isn't strong enough, you'll never be able to break free. Do you want to try?"

"Fishing line? It's certainly tough enough, but because it's so thin, it might even hurt your bones... What kind of inhuman training method is this?" Kotekawa Kami looked disgusted, then put his hands behind his back and said, "But it seems a bit challenging. I'll give it a try."

Shirakawa Kurumi dropped her fishing rod, wrapped the fishing line tightly around his neck, tied a knot, and said with a smile, "If it hurts, be sure to shout it out."

Kotekawa Kami tried it out and said calmly, "If you wrap it a few more times, it's not that powerful."

"Heh heh, Kotegawa is really stubborn!" Shirakawa Kurumi snorted and wrapped a few more meters around his wrist.

"Give it a try!" Shirakawa Kurumi said casually, not believing he could break free—didn't she see that half a rope was almost killing her little brother?

Kotekawa Kami didn't use his true energy; he simply tensed his muscles and used Hunyuan Jin.

With a sharp "snap," all the fishing lines broke simultaneously and fell limply to the ground.

Shirakawa Kurumi instinctively shone her flashlight on the ground, saw a tangled mess of broken fishing line, and then looked at her wrist with only a faint mark. Her mouth dropped open, and she froze in shock.

Is this... reasonable?

"Alright, let him come up! The temperature is low at night, and the water is cold. Don't let him get really cold." Kote Kawakami rubbed his wrist: "There are many ways to cultivate. There's no need to go to such extremes normally."

Shirakawa Kurumi glanced at him, pulling in the fishing line while humming, "Is this what you call extreme? You've probably never seen anything like it!"

Shirakawa Nozomi was pulled up, shivering all over, his lips turning blue from the cold.

Kotekawa Kami untied the ropes from his hands and told him to go back quickly and take a hot shower.

Shirakawa Nozomi was half-frozen in chest-deep water, and returned to the village shivering without uttering a sound.

The two siblings did not communicate.

After he left, Shirakawa Kurumi casually asked, "Do you think I'm a heartless woman?"

Kotekawa Kami thought about it carefully for a moment, then said uncertainly, "There are many methods of cultivation in the world. Although I haven't seen some cruel methods, I have some knowledge of them. These methods are a mix of good and bad, right? As an outsider, I can't really say anything. But if this is what you have experienced, then treating him this way is understandable."

Shirakawa Kurumi rolled her eyes at him: "Kotegawa, are you always this sweet-talking?"

"I'm just telling the truth!" Kotekawa Kami said irritably, and finally asked, "The training in Heian-kyo must have been tough, right?"

“Bitter?” Shirakawa Kurumi lowered her head and thought about the word, then said nonchalantly, “I went to Heian-kyo when I was just eleven years old. At that time, there were eight children in total, including me. When I came back this year, there were only three children left, including me.”

"...Did you graduate? Or did you leave early because you couldn't stand it?"

"Leave? Where to? This isn't something you can just come and go as you please," Shirakawa Kurumi retorted.

Kotekawa Kami scratched the back of his head.

"The essence of all things lies in balance. If you want to become stronger, you must be prepared and unafraid of death. When it really matters, the monsters won't show any mercy, will they?" Shirakawa Kurumi said casually.

Chapter 190 A Good Place to Go in the Wild (Part 1)

At the riverbank at the edge of the village, Furudegawa Kami learned some of Shirakawa Kurumi's past.

For example, those who trained with her back then were all children, all girls, and the ninjutsu master who taught them was also a grumpy old hag.

For example, she was almost poisoned to death when she was thirteen years old because there was a rumor that a ninja master wanted to train her as his personal disciple.

And then again...

For the first time, Kotegawa Kami didn't know what to say.

He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution, so he could only give her a light hug.

Shirakawa Kurumi was immediately excited.

Great! We've known each other for so long, it's finally time for a proper skin-to-skin contact!

It seems like her days of being single are numbered!

After all, what could be more outrageous than being a sixteen-year-old who has never been in a relationship?

Unfortunately, that was the end of it. Kotekawa Kami didn't intend to do anything more to her while they were alone and in the dark.

This disappointed her a little. Actually, she didn't mind taking matters into her own hands, but considering that she couldn't beat him, she had no choice but to give up tactically.

Oh dear, what should I do? Should I try something different?

The two leisurely returned home, and happened to run into the little priest in the living room, who had barely survived after taking a bath.

The shikigami Tamako helped him carry a bath towel, hiding behind him and following closely behind, as they went upstairs together and returned to their room.

For a fleeting moment, Kotekawa Kami felt a slight pang of envy towards him.

"Do you want to take a shower?" he asked Shirakawa Kurumi in a low voice.

The little girl looked at him in surprise, her hands instinctively covering her chest.

“I don’t mind, but before that, shouldn’t Kotegawa date me with marriage in mind first? She’s a virgin, not someone you can just do casually.”

Kotekawa Kami looked at her in surprise. "What kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day long?"

He picked up his neatly folded pajamas, changed in a different spot, then laid his yoga mat on the floor, ready to meditate.

"Aren't you sleeping on the sofa anymore?" Hu Tao, who hadn't left yet, asked with interest.

"Hmm, don't bother me..."

"So, shall I sleep on the sofa tonight?"

After thinking for a moment, Kami Kotekawa was somewhat tempted: "If you want to sleep on the sofa, I'll sleep in your room."

The faint smile on Shirakawa Kurumi's face froze instantly. She snorted, turned around with her hands behind her back, and went upstairs: "You wish!"

The living room finally quieted down. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and regulated his thoughts and breathing.

The next morning, before dawn, the birdsong outside the window was crisp and clear. Kotekawa Kami woke up on time, got up energetically, changed his clothes, and went to the washroom to wash up.

Soft footsteps echoed on the stairs as Mikazuki Seisakusho, still a little sleepy, entered, squeezing toothpaste and brushing her teeth.

The two people, one big and one small, acted just like they would at home.

"You got up so early today!" After washing up, Kotekawa Kami leaned closer to her and wrapped his arms around her soft waist.

Mikazuki Haruka wiped her face with a towel and leaned against him: "I went to bed early yesterday, let's go for a walk together."

"Let's go take a look at the orchard together."

The two quietly left the house and walked together through the quiet streets and alleys.

Once they left the village, their hands were already clasped together. As they neared their destination, Kotekawa Kamimi carried her on his back and ran along the road, occasionally spinning around. Mikazuki clung tightly to his neck, laughing loudly and uncontrollably.

As they passed a pond, Kotegawa Kami put her down and they snuggled together to watch the waterfall cascading down the rock face. Then the girl cupped his cheeks in her hands, and their lips met.

"Fute River..."

The dreamlike voice, like cherry blossoms, fell into each other's hearts.