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

"Don't be afraid, Fujiwara Kaori, don't be afraid either. I've come to find you on behalf of your grandfather..."

Still, no one answered.

This is kind of awkward.

Kotekawa Kami sheathed his sword, took out his phone, found a photo of Fujiwara Kaori, and prepared to identify her himself.

Someone spoke up: "Um, just now a few girls were taken away like that."

Kotekawa Kami was taken aback, his gaze quickly sweeping across everyone's faces, and his heart sank again.

No way?

He put away his phone, turned around, and as soon as he took a step, he felt a group of pleading eyes staring at his back.

He paused, then turned back, used his sword to cut the ropes binding each person, and said, "Follow me!"

There's no other way; I can't just ignore everything. I'll have to keep it with me; at least it'll be a little safer.

Nearly thirty people wept with joy, repeatedly bowing and saying thank you.

"Stay away from me, but not too far." He waved the sword in his hand.

Although everyone wanted to get close, the fear in their hearts overcame everything when they saw the two gleaming, blood-dripping longswords, and they consciously kept a distance of one and a half meters.

Kotegawa Kami nodded slightly and tried to wrap them in the power of "Nightmare".

In this way, even if you can't react in an emergency, having an extra layer of disguise is tantamount to having an extra layer of security.

He strode forward, rushing from the second basement level to the first basement level, kicking open the doors of each room he passed to search.

The number of red-eyed monsters on the first floor is also decreasing rapidly.

It's a pity that he couldn't control the "Four Directions of Impermanence" domain, otherwise he could kill and collect them at will.

It may not be very useful, but the "destroy the body and cover up the evidence" option is quite practical.

More than ten minutes passed, and he had swept most of the floor, his clothes stained red, but his complexion didn't improve much; in fact, it looked even worse.

Where exactly was Fujiwara Kaori taken?

It couldn't have been sent to someone's bed or dining table, could it?

He quickened his pace again and finally arrived at a place that looked like a bathhouse, with white steam rising from it.

He hesitated for a moment, then used his sword to lift the curtain and stepped inside.

The sight inside made him instinctively open his eyes wide.

Seven or eight red-eyed female monsters dressed in kimonos were using towels to clean the people their subordinates were holding down.

The person who had been cleaned was then naked, tied up with rope, and placed in an oversized silver plate.

After counting the plates and the people being washed, Kami Kotekawa felt reassured.

Everyone who got lost is here! Fujiwara Kaori must be here too! Thank goodness! We weren't too late!

"Waaah!" A woman who was being tied up saw him, and tears instantly streamed down her face as she struggled frantically for help.

Kotekawa Kami gave her a deep look, bent his knees slightly, and rushed over like lightning.

I've finally found you! Fujiwara Kaori!

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Chapter Six: You'll Be Responsible If I Can't Get Married

Fujiwara Kaori stripped the female monsters naked, washed them clean, and was almost ready to put them on a plate for some unknown monster's dinner.

Despite her privileged background, she deliberately dressed up as an ordinary girl in order to maintain good friendships with her new acquaintances, and even secretly sneaked out of her home during the holidays to go shopping together...

But no one could have imagined that this time, sneaking out of the house would lead them to the brink of death.

This short life is so short that one doesn't even get to see the fleeting moments that come with death.

At this moment, she was already in despair, filled with both despair and regret, so much so that she wished she could become a vengeful ghost and take revenge on these monsters after death.

But it was precisely at the most desperate moment that Kotegawa Kami arrived.

It was as if a mighty and extraordinary god had descended before her, slaying the monster with ease.

She was stunned, her heart pounding, her cheeks burning red, her eyes glistening like autumn water, wishing she could fall for her immediately.

"Grandpa, Father, Mother, your daughter has found the man she wants to serve for the rest of her life."

……

The female monsters are at most at the [Difficulty Level 3].

Before Kotegawa Kami could even exert much effort, he had already killed them all.

He cut the ropes binding Fujiwara Kaori and then took off his coat and threw it to her.

Those female monsters probably felt there was no need to keep the "food packaging," so they tore it to pieces like they were opening a package.

Kotekawa Kami pulled the women out of the water, and, suppressing the urge to have a nosebleed, ran out and found a large pile of tattered clothes.

At this point, don't worry about anything else; covering it up is the most important thing.

About twenty minutes later, he led Fujiwara Kaori and the group behind him to sweep through the remaining area. Only after killing the last red-eyed monster did they head towards the exit.

He did this not because he was bloodthirsty, but just in case. If there were monsters blocking his way outside, and then another monster attacked the people behind him, he might not be able to protect them.

After all, he came to save people.

At that moment, a tremendous tremor suddenly rang out from above.

Kotekawa Kami looked up and guessed that Ishikawa Yasuhiro had arrived with his men. He didn't stop and continued moving.

He didn't sense any powerful demonic aura here; if there were, it would be on the ground.

Although no one screamed or spoke, a sense of unease was spreading.

As soon as Kami Kotekawa saw a hand pull open the heavy security door, the scream and tremor became clear.

He thought about it and decided that now was not the right time to go up, so he closed the door again, leaving only a crack to listen to the noise, thinking he would wait until the fight upstairs was over before making a move.

As for Ishikawa Yasuhiro's safety, he was not worried.

Given the former's "extremely cautious" personality, they would never come without being fully prepared.

He didn't believe that the Special Division didn't have a single skilled expert.

So there's no need to worry.

Those following him instinctively crouched down, including Fujiwara Kaori.

The problem is that she was only wearing a trench coat, and when she squatted down like that... it turned into a terrible scene in every sense of the word.

Fujiwara Kaori is very beautiful. She has a small oval face with a pair of watery, expressive eyes. She also has a great figure, which is both curvaceous and tall.

It's like combining the best qualities of a walnut and a clear sky.

Just like when I talked to the Shirakawa siblings before, she was a beauty who was well-known in the school.

In that situation just now, with everything laid bare before him, apart from not knowing the extent of Fujiwara Kyoko's abilities, there were no other secrets left for him to know.

Of course, that was something that could only be done out of necessity.

He wasn't so naive as to blindly rush in and start hacking away.

Moreover, judging from Fujiwara Kaori's reaction, she didn't seem to blame him for this.

Hmm, she must be a very sensible and kind girl.

They are relatively easy to talk to.

Kotegawa Kami stopped looking at her and stopped overthinking, trying to clear his mind of all the terrible images he had seen recently and keep his thoughts clean.

In that case, he would still be that good kid with little knowledge.

When we get back, I can still sleep with Mikazuki in my arms like before.

More than ten minutes later, the noise outside subsided.

He opened the door, guessing that the final outcome must have been decided, so he opened the door and went up first.

Two blood-red eyeballs peeked out from the top wall.

As Kotekawa Kami wielded his twin swords, he sliced ​​the wall into pieces as easily as cutting tofu.

The monster died without uttering a sound.

"It's lonely without an opponent!" Kotekawa Kami stepped out.

The corridor was still dark, but you could hear chaotic footsteps outside and smell gunpowder.

He took out his phone from his pocket and texted Ishikawa Yasuhiro, asking him to come and pick him up.

Before long, a cacophony of footsteps could be heard, with Yasuhiro Ishikawa running in the lead, followed by a large number of people.

This time he wasn't afraid; Kotegawa Kamimi was right in front of him! What danger could there be?

When he reached the corner of the corridor, he told the person to stop, walked over himself, shone his flashlight down, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person.

"Is the eldest daughter of the Fujiwara family here too?" he asked in a low voice, still feeling uneasy.

The Fujiwara family played a significant role in enabling him to gather enough manpower so quickly this time.

"Down there, but all the clothes are torn, so you're wearing my clothes now," Kotekawa Kamimi whispered back to him.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then looked surprised and bewildered.

Kotegawa said irritably, "I didn't do it! What happened just now? Did you run into a great demon?"

When it came to serious matters, Ishikawa Yasuhiro also put away his fantasies, his eyes filled with lingering fear: "It's a female ghost! Incredibly strong, she feels no weaker than a calamity!"

"Was he killed?" Kotegawa Kami was more concerned about this question.

If possible, he didn't want that female ghost to be easily eliminated, after all, the female ghost's situation was too complicated, and no one else could handle her, only he could.

Hmm? Something seems a little off about that.