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

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Three hours later, on the second floor of the Kotegawa house, Yuka rubbed her eyes and came downstairs. As she passed through the living room, she mumbled "Good morning."

The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat quiet.

When Yu-Chia didn't hear a response, she instinctively stopped and looked blankly at the dining table.

At the dining table, Kotori Hanamai and Shirakawa Kurumi ate their breakfast absentmindedly, glancing at the entrance door every now and then.

The little priest sat in the place furthest away from them, burying his head in his mouth and shoveling rice grains into his mouth.

Yuka paused, then asked in confusion, "Huh? Where are Kotegawa and Haruka?"

"Good morning, Yoshimura. Xiaojian and Qingkong went to the orchard, they should be back soon." Aunt Qiuye's voice came from the kitchen.

Youjia quickly agreed, her gaze sweeping over Huawu and Hutao's faces before she quietly turned and headed towards the washroom.

No wonder these two girls were so distracted.

She was standing in front of the mirror, hands on her hips, taking a breath, and straining her chest to look at the mirror. Finally, a regrettable curve appeared, and her face fell with a sigh.

How can the difference between people be so great?

At that moment, Kotegawa Kami and Mikazuki Haruka entered through the entrance door, each carrying a bag and covered in mud.

"You're back!" Takanashi Hanamai and Shirakawa Kurumi said in unison.

The two people at the door were stunned.

"Why are you covered in mud? Where have you been?" Shirakawa Kurumi asked with a smile.

The little bird, with its chubby cheeks taut, remained silent but was not to be ignored.

Yuka, who was brushing her teeth, quietly crouched down to watch the commotion from the doorway.

The little priest, who had just finished eating, wanted to burp, but he forced it back down, his eyes filled with pity.

After spending so much time with them, he had already realized that none of these girls were easy to deal with.

Kotekawa Kamimi said in a serious tone, "We dug up some fresh bamboo shoots and cut some bamboo tubes. Mikazuki said that this kind of bamboo would make delicious bamboo rice, so we'll all be in for a treat at noon."

Mikazuki Seisakusho, standing beside him, nodded gently with her hands clasped together.

The two girls looked them up and down.

"What about the bamboo?"

"They're outside!" Kotekawa Kami said proudly. "There were seventeen in total, and I carried them back!"

"Digging bamboo shoots and cutting bamboo, it would be acceptable if it took two or three hours..." Shirakawa Kurumi silently calculated the time with her not-so-studious little brain, and her mood immediately improved. She said with a smile, "Really, you can call me next time! I'm good at physical work like cutting bamboo and digging bamboo shoots."

"Next time, I'll definitely call you next time." Kotekawa Kami replied perfunctorily, and walked towards the restroom with Mikazuki Haruka. When they passed Takanashi Hanamai, whose face was puffed up like a bun, he stopped, thought for a moment, raised his hand and wiped her face, saying, "There are rice grains on it."

Hanako, her face smeared with mud: "?"

Chapter 191 A Good Place to Go in the Wild (Part Two)

At 11 a.m., a car coming from the direction of Ina City sped into the Togakushi Mountains and headed deeper into the deserted area.

Kotegawa Kami knew the way around here, so he didn't take the main road at all. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get up here and would have been bombarded with questions by a bunch of people.

Several girls on the bus crowded around the windows, gazing at the scenery on both sides with eyes full of wonder.

This world is dangerous, and many mountains and forests may be places that ordinary people can never go to in their lifetime.

Even airplanes cannot fly overhead.

For Mikazuki, Takanashi, and Yuka, who grew up in Tokyo, such opportunities to get so close to nature are truly rare.

Shirakawa Kurumi, on the other hand, was quite calm, but curious whether there really weren't any monsters here.

"Speaking of which, the Togakure school of ninjas is quite famous," she said casually, glancing outside.

Kami Kotekawa, who was focused on driving, thought for a moment upon hearing this and said, "I haven't seen any local ninjas. Perhaps the Togakure-ryu ninjas have become extinct?"

“It’s impossible for them to disappear completely. Who knows, one or two might pop up somewhere again someday.” Shirakawa Kurumi chuckled, looking at Mount Togakushi outside the car window with a thoughtful look in her eyes: “Besides, this is their base camp. It’s impossible for them not to have any people here.”

Kotekawa Kami responded with an "oh," not really caring much about the Togakure school, since everyone kept to themselves. After thinking for a moment, he asked curiously, "Has the Togakure school ever had any exchanges with your school regarding ninjutsu?"

“Very rare!” Shirakawa Kurumi rolled her eyes. “How dangerous is it? You could die in an instant. Who would be so bored as to seek out that kind of thrill? Besides, in modern society, apart from a few truly secretive things, we all know most things about each other, so there’s no need for communication. Everyone can just live their own lives.”

Kotegawa Kamimi nodded thoughtfully.

It seems a little different from what I imagined, but it's quite realistic.

The road ahead became increasingly remote and steep, and the girls in the car instinctively grabbed onto whatever was beside them.

Kotekawa Kami glanced at him and reassured him, "Don't be nervous, we'll be there soon."

As he was speaking, he turned the steering wheel, the car turned, and the road ahead suddenly opened up to reveal a flat area paved with gravel, and a large lake with rippling blue waves.

"Wow!" the people in the car exclaimed.

Kami Kotekawa stepped on the brakes and turned off the engine, then said with a smile, "Not many people know about this place, so have fun!"

The six people got off the bus. Seeing this scenery for the first time, they looked around with great curiosity. The sky was low, clear and blue, with white clouds drifting by. It was a leisurely and comfortable scene, and they could also hear the babbling of the stream. It was quite idyllic.

Yujia looked at the water, hesitant and somewhat afraid: "There are no monsters in the water, right? I've heard that water ghosts and kappa guard the water and drag people into it when they walk by."

"Probably not, right? Togakushi Shrine is very famous." Kotekawa Kami said casually. He thought for a moment and then said, "If there is one, it doesn't matter. Let's forget about the water ghost. If it's a kappa, we can kill it and have some wild game."

A group of people couldn't help but turn their heads.

Little Bird Swimming and Dancing Flowers murmured, "We'd better stay away from the lake."

Kotekawa Kami smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Kurumi, stay here and take care of everyone's safety. Little brother, come with me to build the toilet."

After all, they'll be staying here until tomorrow morning, so some basic facilities are still necessary.

Moreover, most of them are girls, so a closed space is also necessary. When he came here, Hu Tao reminded him that there might be elusive ninjas in the mountains.

He took down the shovel and hammer, and unloaded the wooden planks he had brought from the roof of the vehicle. He and Shirakawa Nozomi each carried some and walked to a place a little further away.

Not long after, a clanging sound rang out.

The girls, still admiring the scenery, stretched their waists one by one.

Yujia, feeling both scared and curious, moved closer to the lake, leaning down to look at the clear water and the sand and stones beneath it.

"The water here is so clear!" She couldn't help but reach out and touch it; it was a little cold.

"Yuka, come over here!" Mikazuki Seisakusho waved.

Yujia turned around and ran over.

Just after she got up and left, a large shadow quietly emerged from beneath the lake's surface, then vanished just as quickly.

"Hmm?" Furudekawa Kami, who was hammering nails, suddenly looked up and glanced at the lake.

"Is this deep enough?" Shirakawa Nozomi, who had already gone halfway down, looked up and asked.

"Okay, that's enough." Kotekawa Kami turned his gaze away and began to build the small wooden house.

We're only staying here for one night anyway, so the reason we dug it deeper is mainly to make it easier to bury.

They set up the toilet and placed a bucket of water at the door.

Since it's in the wild, these conditions are acceptable unless you go to a designated campsite.

After testing the load-bearing capacity and confirming that there were no problems, Kamiko Furude and the little priest carried the shovel and hammer back home.

Over there, a few girls have already set up their camping butterfly chairs and tables, and are now dismantling the barbecue grill.

These are quite difficult for them, since they have never done them before.

But for Kotegawa, although he can't cook, he's quite good at doing odd jobs.

With the help of six people, it took less than half an hour to set everything up. Then, each of them did their part, wearing aprons, and together they prepared the lunch they were going to eat.

The head chefs are Mikazuki Haruka and Shirakawa Nozomi; one is in charge of making bamboo rice, and the other is in charge of skewering vegetables and meat.

My helpers were Kami Kotegawa and Kurumi Shirakawa. Each of them had a kitchen knife and was responsible for cutting the meat.

The cheerleading members are Yuka and Takanashi Hanamai.

Especially Jia, who was only allowed to watch from the sidelines and was not allowed to touch her little head full of whimsical ideas.

A group of people working enthusiastically find their own kind of enjoyment in it.

Wisps of smoke drifted into the sky, and soon the aroma of roasted meat wafted out, making everyone's stomachs rumble.

Furutekawa Kami looked at the young priest with newfound respect.

To be fair, although the younger brother's skills aren't that great, his culinary skills are probably eighteen times better than his.

That's incredibly impressive.

The bamboo rice needs to simmer a little longer, and the vegetables also need to wait a while, but the roasted meat is ready, sizzling and dripping oil onto the charcoal.

Six people formed a circle, all staring expectantly at the little priest.

Even Shirakawa Kurumi had to admit that her younger brother was much better than her in this regard.

Shirakawa Nozomi picked up a skewer, checked its doneness, blew on it, put it in his mouth, and nodded slightly: "The meat is ready to eat."

Wuhu!

Kotekawa Kami was the first to cheer, and they all turned around to get bowls, plates, and sauces.

But at that moment, no one noticed that a head silently emerged from the rippling lake, quietly watching the shore.

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Chapter 192 He Fighted with the Tortoise (4000 words)

The afternoon passed slowly. The six of them sat by the lake, basking in the warm sunshine with their eyes half-closed, and chatting about their future paths.

Takanashi wants to go to music university and become a music teacher in the future. This way, the pressure in the workplace won't be too great, and she can continue to be a singer in her spare time.

A company from a neighboring country that runs an anime and manga website contacted her and invited her to join their platform.