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

Kotegawa Kami casually suggested, "Let's go out for dinner tonight. Consider it a small celebration for you and Mikazuki moving."

"Want to eat out? But right now, the only restaurants open are probably in Roppongi, right?"

"I'll go there and buy some more clothes."

"Well, but I don't have any nice clothes."

"It's just going out for a meal and a quick shopping trip. Why not just wear your usual clothes?"

"Oh……"

As soon as they finished speaking, the little priest returned from outside the door, holding a bill, and handed it to Shirakawa Kurumi: "Pay up, the driver is still waiting."

Shirakawa Kurumi looked at each row, nodded slightly, and took out a few thousand yen bills and some hundred yen coins from her wallet.

The junior priest counted the items in front of the two of them to make sure they were correct, then turned to settle the bill. Before leaving, he casually asked, "What time are we going to dinner tonight? Where should we meet?"

Kotekawa Kami was taken aback and asked in surprise, "You're not working anymore? Not preparing for the Onmyoji exam? You still have time to come out and have fun?"

"That's right, that's right! You'd better go back now! Otherwise, we won't take you with us when we go to accept commissions in the future!" Shirakawa Kurumi kicked him.

That brat, why is he always trying to get in her way!

The younger brother swallowed back the words he was about to say, snorted, dusted himself off, and left.

After he left, Kotekawa said, "Your brother is really interesting."

“He’s always been awkward since he was little…” Shirakawa Kurumi looked around shyly and said, “I need to change my clothes. Are you planning to stand here and watch?”

"No, there's nothing to see." He muttered to himself, turned and went out, closing the door behind him.

The girl took a deep breath and made a mental note of it.

A few hours later, it got dark.

After finishing his boxing practice and taking a shower, Furude Kami took Shirakawa Kurumi out the door and headed south, going straight to the coffee shop.

The coffee shop was still a bit lively tonight. Kotekawa Kami looked for Mikazuki but didn't say anything. He found a seat and sat down with Shirakawa Kurumi, waiting patiently.

"Huh? Has Boss Amamiya hired anyone new?" Shirakawa Kurumi asked curiously, looking around.

Kotegawa glanced at the girl with a single ponytail who was also wearing a waitress uniform and said, "Oh, we are indeed hiring, but it's not a part-time job, it's a full-time job."

"Is that a part-time job too?" Shirakawa Kurumi wasn't sure and didn't want to ask too many questions. She lowered her voice and said, "Have you noticed that this new waitress is trying to take Mikazuki's job?"

Kotekawa Kami was taken aback and subconsciously said, "Their working hours are different."

Shirakawa Kurumi rolled her eyes and whispered, "See for yourself."

Upon hearing this, he turned his head and watched quietly.

Mikazuki Seisakusho was tidying up empty tables when a new waiter saw off customers who had paid their bills. After the customers left, the waiter bowed politely and said, "Welcome to visit us again."

No problem... He continued reading.

After seeing the guests off, the girl with the single ponytail hurried to the empty table with a sweet smile on her face. Together with Mikazuki Haruka, they quickly tidied the table and went back to the kitchen one after the other.

Kotegawa watched them go inside, then turned around with a questioning look.

Shirakawa Kurumi gave a soft hum: "Then you can continue watching."

As soon as she finished speaking, a sound of dishes shattering suddenly rang out from the kitchen, accompanied by a girl's exclamation.

Sachiko Amamiya, who was doing the accounting, paused for a moment, then subconsciously stepped out from behind the counter and headed towards the kitchen.

Kotekawa Kami was also taken aback for a moment, then stood up and quickly walked over.

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

Chapter Twenty-One: The Grand Stage of Zu'an (4000)

In the coffee shop's kitchen, Mikazuki was squatting down, cleaning up the broken dishes.

The new waitress with a single ponytail apologized: "I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I caused my senior to break the dishes."

Sachiko Amamiya remained silent, her expression filled with confusion.

This is what Kotegawa saw when he came in.

The waitress, who was still apologizing, caught sight of him out of the corner of her eye. For a moment, her expression froze. She instinctively walked up to him and stopped him, saying, "Excuse me, guests are not allowed in here."

He said "Oh," and without stopping, walked up to Mikazuki, rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, first took the broken bowls and plates from Mikazuki's hands, and then, as if picking up fruit, quickly scooped up several handfuls of the broken pieces and crumbs and put them all into the trash can.

Mikazuki Seisakusou finally realized what was happening, grabbed his hand, and examined it carefully. Finding no wounds, she felt relieved. She looked up at him, then turned to Amamiya Sachiko and apologized, "I'm sorry, Manager. I'll keep a record of the damaged dishes. I'm sorry for the trouble."

Sachiko Amamiya blurted out instinctively, "It's alright, I'll be able to leave work as usual in a bit."

Mikazuki Seisakusho responded, washed his hands at the sink, and looked at Kotegawa: "Why don't you wait for me outside for a while?"

Kami Kotegawa shook the water droplets off his hands and patted her head: "Go on, we're going out for dinner tonight."

Mikazuki hummed in agreement and stepped into the lounge, which was combined with the changing room.

After she went inside, Kotegawa looked at Sachiko Amamiya and the new waiter standing behind her.

He recalled what Hu Tao had said earlier, pondered for a moment, and looked at Yu Gongxingzi: "I'm sorry my little scatterbrained mother has caused you trouble."

“It’s just breaking a few plates, it’s nothing…” Sachiko Amamiya shook her head, her eyes filled with doubt: “But that child has never made such a mistake before, and each plate can cost a lot of money…” She leaned closer, scrutinizing Kotegawa: “Has she been having some unhappiness lately? Did you bully her?”

Kotegawa Kami gave a faint "oh".

This cat can be pretty silly sometimes.

He stopped talking, and Sachiko Amamiya didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After Mikazuki changed her clothes and came out with her bag, Kotekawa Kamimi nodded to her, then took Mikazuki out and met up with Shirakawa Kurumi in the lobby before leaving the coffee shop.

Seeing this, Sachiko Amamiya could only sigh helplessly. She casually said, "Kuroda-chan, you've had a hard day. You can go home now."

"I understand!" Kuroda-chan asked with curiosity in her eyes, "Manager, was that boy Mikazuki-senpai's boyfriend?"

"Ah."

"Wow! What a handsome guy! I'm so envious of Mikazuki-senpai! Manager, does he come to pick up Mikazuki-senpai every day?"

Sachiko Amamiya didn't think too much about it: "That's right, I come every day."

"Wow! That's so nice!" Kuroda's eyes were full of envy.

The big white cat chuckled: "Keep up the good work! There are a lot of handsome guys coming to the store, maybe Kuroda-chan will meet one someday..."

"Yes!" Kuroda-chan replied sweetly, watching her leave the kitchen. Once she was out of sight, her face instantly darkened.

She stood there, her hands hanging down, her fists clenching and unclenching, then quickly relaxing. She turned and walked into the dressing room. Before going in, she looked back and forth to make sure no one was there before closing the door. She went straight to the wardrobe labeled "For Mikazuki Use" and reached out to pull it a few times, but couldn't open it.

The cabinet door was locked, and the key was kept by an individual.

Kuroda kicked the shoe in annoyance, making a slightly loud noise that startled her. She turned her head to look, quickly wiped away the shoe print, walked to the side, opened the wardrobe door, took off her uniform, changed into a long skirt, loosened her tied hair, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and left the changing room.

"Manager, thank you for your hard work! I'll be taking my leave now!"

"Well, tomorrow, I can get off work at four o'clock in the afternoon."

"It's okay, it's okay, I have plenty of energy, I'm not tired at all!"

"No, it's not about being tired or not, your working hours are just this long."

"I see……"

Kuroda left the coffee shop with her bag on her back.

At the counter, Kotekawa Kami sat in the boss's chair, watching Kuroda's departing figure, and casually asked, "How much salary did you pay him?"

“The hourly wage is 1,500 yen…” Sachiko Amamiya answered honestly, then added, “The hourly wage at Seikatsu is 2,000 yen.”

Part-time jobs in Tokyo pay around 1,000 yen, with the highest being 1,200 yen, and those are usually very strenuous jobs.

For a coffee shop like this, which is far from being considered hard work, they've offered such great conditions.

He was somewhat surprised: "You really treat people well here!"

“Of course! I’m really good to humans!” Sachiko Amamiya said proudly, then extended an olive branch: “How about it? Come work for me? I can offer you a higher salary!”

He took a sip of water.

The big white cat subconsciously changed its tune: "Okay, I was just saying it offhand."

Kami Kotekawa grunted in agreement, glanced at the time, stood up, and casually said, "This might be a bit nosy, but new employees don't need such high salaries during their probationary period. We need to be more careful about whether it's appropriate. I'm leaving."

He clapped his hands, went out of the store, stood at the door to familiarize himself with the way, and then walked in an unknown direction.

Inside the coffee shop, Sachiko Amamiya scratched her head. She pulled down the roller shutter and lowered the window, then turned to look at the empty shop and asked, "What do you mean? Are you saying I'm paying too much?"

Cats suddenly appeared out of nowhere, along with the advertising signs at the entrance and the "cooks" working in the kitchen.

A cat with two tails jumped to the front, squatted down and licked its paws: "Boss, you are the smartest boss, we are just silly monsters."

Sachiko Amamiya was delighted to hear this: "Look at what you're saying, who isn't a monster! Don't worry! Take ten more demon pills, and you'll all become as smart as me."

A series of meows suddenly filled the room.

……

"Cheers!" Several beer glasses clinked together in a private booth at the izakaya.

"Hey, Kuroda, how's the new job?"

"It's so-so, only 1,500 an hour; but after a while, it might rise to 2,000." Kuroda's voice was slightly loud, and he made no attempt to hide his pride.

"1,500? Wow! Is that a salary a coffee shop can afford? Is there something else going on? Has the manager taken a liking to you?" Someone smiled rather maliciously.

"Unfortunately, the shop manager is a woman!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity, otherwise Kuroda might have become the shop owner's wife, haha!" A burst of laughter rang out.

Kuroda snorted at the teasing, his voice laced with disdain: "That woman is a bit dim-witted and often talks to thin air. She's easy to deal with! Just you wait and see! Even if she's a woman, it won't be long before I become a shop assistant she can't live without!"

"Huh? But you're not the only employee in the store, are you?"

"That's right. Didn't you just say that the store manager only allows you to go there during the daytime from Monday to Friday? The rest of the time must be when other employees are working, right?"

Kuroda clicked his tongue and sneered, "Senior? A high school brat! She has a very young baby face and a pair of big breasts that make people angry just looking at her; I can get the boss to fire her in less than three days! Today I just had her break a few plates as a way of saying hello. Tomorrow, after I get the hidden camera, I'll take nude photos of her and post them on the website. They'll definitely fetch a high price. Aren't those otaku the ones who love this kind of stuff the most?"

"Wow, how scary! Kuroda is such a wicked woman!" The teasing voice, feigning fear, rang out again.