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

A middle-aged man with a serious expression took a few steps forward and stood directly below the torii gate, a good position that allowed him to advance or retreat as needed.

He said very seriously, "I am Yasuhiro Ishikawa, a specialist in the First Division."

Seeing that it was inconvenient to cup his hands in greeting, Kotekawa Kami spoke directly: "Hello, my code name is 'Kind Person'."

When doing business in a place like this, it's natural to use a nickname; he used this one when submitting the task earlier.

The two sides exchanged brief introductions, but the somber atmosphere showed no signs of easing.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa scrutinized the figure standing beside Kami Kotekawa, as if verifying its identity.

Kotekawa Kami waited quietly. The "Cracked Woman" was already on their branch's leaderboard, so it shouldn't be difficult for her to identify.

After observing for a while, Ishikawa Yasuhiro said, "His eyes and mouth are indeed reversed, and he has a strong demonic aura. He is definitely a monster!"

His already serious expression grew even more serious, and with a flick of his right hand, the people behind him immediately began to grab their weapons.

This monster has taken several lives, so it's impossible for it to be kept alive for the New Year.

Special bullets were loaded, and yellow talismans were held in their hands; everyone was on high alert.

Kotekawa Kami became much more wary, seeing that they seemed to be planning to kill him as well.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro looked at him and said in a low voice, "Although we cannot be completely certain of the identity of the woman who splits open, we are very grateful for your help. Please leave the rest to us!"

Kamiko Kotekawa paused, her expression one of surprise: "You don't know what it looks like?"

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's expression was somewhat unnatural: "I only know some of its characteristics."

"Features? Oh, what it looks like after it cracks open..." Kotegawa Kami immediately understood; it was indeed a scene that even a mosaic couldn't hide.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Then is the task I provided effective?"

"As long as there is no more news about the 'Cracked Woman' within the next six months..."

This was a tactful way of telling him that the settlement would take at least six months.

"Half a year? That's a bit long..." Kotekawa Kami pondered, moved his sword sheath, and said, "Alright, now it's time for you to prove that you are yourself."

The woman who split open: "..."

"Hmm?" Kotegawa Kami's eyebrows furrowed.

The woman's face changed, her eyes filled with resentment and hatred. She staggered back a few steps, her facial features cracking open, and crimson blood splattered all over the ground, instantly covering it with a thick mosaic.

The large group of people in the Special Division were dumbfounded.

Kotekawa Kami looked at Ishikawa Yasuhiro without changing his expression and said, "Please look carefully. This should prove that it is the Rift Woman, right?"

Ishikawa Yasuhiro gritted his teeth, suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, held his breath, and nodded.

Relieved, Kotekawa Kamimi drew his longsword. Under the streetlights, a flash of sword light swept across, instantly separating the writhing, cleaving woman from her body, ending her wicked life.

There was complete silence all around.

Meanwhile, Kamiko Kotekawa had already sheathed her sword, tapped a few times on her phone, and submitted the final task.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro snapped out of his daze, staring at the mosaic on the floor, then at Kotegawa Kami, his lips moving slightly as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Only now did his scalp begin to tingle, and his neck felt cold.

It's too fast, so fast that even my mind can't keep up.

The sword-drawing motion was flawless; not only did his hand not tremble, but he didn't even blink. Clearly, this wasn't the first time he had done it!

If he were the opponent, at this distance, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to draw his gun.

"Kind person..." He silently memorized this nickname.

Kotegawa Kami was also looking at him, his eyes questioning.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa silently pressed his right hand, which had been raised, down.

The group of people behind him put down the weapons they were holding.

He carefully chose his words, speaking tactfully: "You completed your mission perfectly. Your reward will be deposited into your personal account within one business day... Also, for your safety, please call the Special Division first next time. We will provide assistance immediately."

"Speaking of this..." Kote Kawakami's expression was calm: "I want to see operator number 005 here. I don't mean anything by it, I just want to ask her why she gave me a phone number for a mental hospital."

Chapter Ten Neighbors (Part One)

At five o'clock in the morning, in his new home in Tokyo, Furudekawa Kamimi got up on time.

He drew back the curtains, glanced at the dimly lit sky, stretched, and went to wash up.

He didn't have all the necessary kitchen utensils and dishes at home, so he didn't plan to cook and instead decided to eat out.

As for the leftovers from yesterday, since we don't have a refrigerator yet, we couldn't keep them overnight, so we ate them last night after we got back.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, the energetic young man strode into the yard.

Big cities are not like the countryside. Land here is so valuable that even an inch of it is worth its weight in gold, and there are hardly any quiet places to be found.

Although the yard at home is not big, it is enough for him to stretch his muscles, which is quite good.

Twisting your waist, stretching your legs, loosening your hips—a beautiful day naturally begins with doing your homework.

……

Two and a half hours later, he looked up at the azure sky and let out a slight sigh of relief.

That's all for now.

Once the sweat has dried a little, take a shower, and then it's time to go out and run errands.

I have a lot to do today. I need to go to the city hall, go to the used goods market to buy some things, visit my neighbors, and go shopping at the supermarket. All of these things will take a lot of time.

There's no need to go to the new school in advance.

The school uniform and instructions for the first day of school were sent to him more than two weeks ago. He can just go with his siblings when school starts the day after tomorrow.

I happened to have completed the procedures at the "Special Section" last night, so I don't need to make another trip.

As for the operator who not only hung up on him but also gave him the phone number of a mental hospital, he hasn't seen him yet, but Ishikawa Yasuhiro said he would have a satisfactory explanation.

Kotekawa Kami had no other intentions; he was simply reporting the situation truthfully. As for how to handle it, that was none of his business.

After resting for a while, he picked up his sword and went back to his room to take a shower.

Not long after, a loud voice started shouting at the gate outside the courtyard.

"Furutegawa? Furutegawa! Are you up?"

Kotekawa Kami recognized Honba Sorata's voice, turned off the shower, and called out to the window, "Wait a moment."

"Okay, I got it!"

A dozen minutes later, while drying his hair, he opened the door and invited Sorata Honba, who was standing at the door, into the house.

"Well, have you heard?" Honba Sora asked him in a cryptic tone as soon as he saw him.

Kami Kotegawa was completely bewildered: "What did you hear?"

"The Rift Woman, the one we were talking about, has been exorcised!" Honba Sora's face was filled with excitement: "The official announcement has been released! Isn't that amazing?"

"Oh..." So that's why I came so early in the morning to share this with him.

Kotekawa Kami nodded and said, "Yes, I know a little bit."

"Huh? You already knew? No wonder you weren't surprised..." Honba Sorata was somewhat disappointed.

It's as if he didn't come here early in the morning to share the news, but rather to see the shocked expressions on other people's faces.

Seeing that he had seen through her intentions but didn't say anything, he changed the subject and said, "Have you eaten? I'm just about to go out for breakfast, shall we go together?"

"I've already eaten..." Honba Sorata shook his head and said, "Do you have a lot of things to do today? I'll show you the way in a bit. Yuka originally wanted to come to your house, but she sprained her ankle when she heard it would take a whole day."

Honjo Yuuki is a very interesting person. Kotekawa Kamimi smiled, shook his head and waved his hand: "It really will take a whole day to run. I can go by myself, otherwise it would be too much trouble for you."

Honba Sorata, however, didn't care at all: "It's okay, my dad gave me 5,000 yen in funding, and if I don't go, I'll have to pay him back."

"Well... then I'll trouble you."

They went out and first went to a nearby family restaurant. Honjo Sora had a discount coupon for the restaurant, so they could have a good meal there.

Furutekawa Kami had a large appetite and was quite satisfied with his meal.

Family-run restaurants are great! They're affordable, the food is decent, and students can even get extra discount coupons. It's really good.

Honba Sora is also a very genuine person, without any ulterior motives. His attitude and manner towards friends are impeccable, except that he's a heavy-handed person.

But as his master had said, no one is perfect and everyone has flaws, so Kotegawa Kami didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Everyone has their own preferences, as long as they're not sordid, lewd, devoid of evil thoughts, or involve crooked schemes or wrong paths...

After a hearty breakfast, the two headed straight to the station. Along the way, Honba Sorata's eyes gleamed as he watched the black-clad office ladies passing by. He looked like he was practically drooling.

Kotegawa Kami silently stepped back a little.

Okay, he swallowed back what he had just said.

This guy definitely has some issues.

……

Standing in front of a map outside the tram stop, they planned out their route.

Honba Sora is quite adept at this; he often runs errands at home and can even handle the store's inventory purchases all by himself.

"Let's go to the secondhand market first. If we go early, we might find some good stuff," said Honba Sora, who seemed quite experienced.

The secondhand market is a really fun place, just like exploring Baoshan.

"After we go to the used market, we'll go to the city hall. There's a really good beef rice bowl restaurant nearby, so we can have lunch there. As for the afternoon..."

Honba Sora was holding a small notebook, writing as he spoke. He was noting down the train number and approximate time to prevent confusion or forgetting.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Kami Kotekawa's gaze swept across the map, and after a moment he asked, "Do you know of any swordsmith shops nearby?"

"A swordsmith shop? I'm not sure, you can search for it on navigation... But what would you do at a swordsmith shop?" Honba Sorata was completely confused.

"My old sword is broken, and I need to order a new one."

"Huh? Didn't you just switch with Yuka yesterday?"