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

"There's nothing we can do about it, right? How can we not take full advantage of such a great job? Our senior is just too much of a hindrance!"

Kuroda's voice was gloomy: "I was planning to take it slow, but that woman actually has a super handsome boyfriend! Tsk, what an enviable life! How unfair is fate? I want to stay in Tokyo, working hard and smiling to pay rent and clothes, sometimes even having to endure harassment from customers. But what about that woman? She just does a regular job, earning 2,000 yen an hour, and her boyfriend picks her up after get off work? But I have nothing. I live alone in a cramped apartment, eating leftovers, and when I'm lonely, I have to take care of myself... Is this fair?"

The private room fell silent. After a long while, a female voice finally spoke up: "Just how handsome is that guy you were talking about?"

"How handsome? The kind of guy you'd want to spread your legs if you saw him."

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't Kuroda tempted? No high school girl can beat Kuroda in either style or skill, right?"

"Ha, in less than a week..."

The laughter from the other side came in waves, making the guests next door frown repeatedly.

Kotekawa Kami stroked Mikazuki Haruka's hair and tugged at her cheek to relax her ashen face: "It's alright! I'll go and let her know why the flowers are so red."

“There are too many people here, why don’t I go instead—” Shirakawa Kurumi started to say, but then wisely shut her mouth.

"Are you underestimating me?" Kotekawa Kami got up and walked out of the cubicle.

Mikazuki Seisakusaku silently pulled a hammer from his bag, weighed it in his hand, and stood up.

Shirakawa Kurumi quickly pulled her back: "Let's just sit here, eat and drink as we please. Kotegawa will handle things properly over there... Hmm, to be honest, this is the first time I've ever seen him so angry... It's really nice!"

She sighed slightly, "Back in Heian-kyo, there were always some reckless boys who would try to take advantage of me. I had no one to help me, so I could only pick up a knife and hack them down one by one until everyone was terrified before things finally calmed down a bit. If only I had met Kotegawa back then..."

Mikazuki Seisakusaku paused for a moment, then sat down and silently listened to Shirakawa Kurumi's story.

Kotegawa Kami stood quietly outside Kuroda's private room.

When Shirakawa Kurumi said she had a problem, he didn't believe her. He just thought that the girl might have developed some kind of TSD when she was learning kung fu, and that everyone seemed like a bad person to her.

However, based on the principle of trusting his friend and with a cautious attitude, he used "Nightmare" to observe Kuroda and indeed found that the guy had some problems. However, he still didn't take it too seriously. Everyone has a side that no one knows. Kicking a wardrobe is not enough to do anything to her.

After he went out a second time, he brought two girls to the izakaya where Kuroda was.

After all, with his current abilities, tracking someone would be incredibly easy for him.

It was this that led him to hear some rather bold statements.

"Taking photos secretly? Uploading them online? I'll make sure you're terrified of Tokyo for the rest of your life!" Kotekawa Kami's eyes turned indifferent as he raised his foot and kicked the door open with a bang.

The cubicle door was just a thin sheet of paper; if you stepped on it, not only the door but also the wall would collapse.

However, by the time everyone turned around in shock, the collapsed half of the compartment had already returned to normal.

Inside the cubicle that had been kicked open, smoke swirled around. Four girls were gathered around a table, smoking cigarettes, drinking beer, and eating sukiyaki.

None of the four people reacted.

Kuroda recognized him instantly, her eyes widening in disbelief and shock. She tossed away her cigarette butt and forced a smile: "What a coincidence."

"You motherfucker!" Kotekawa Kami smiled sinisterly, his appearance changing instantly as if he had become the most terrifying ghost, stuffing all sorts of horrible images into his mind, not even sparing the three people next to him.

You four wicked creatures, have a good taste of the "nightmare"!

The four people froze for a moment, then fear filled their eyes, and they screamed.

Kotekawa Kami walked up to Kuroda, looked down at her, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and slapped her once, twice, three times...

Knowing that her cheeks were swollen high, resembling a pig's head, Kotekawa stopped, etching the warning into her mind: "If you dare to have even the slightest wicked idea about Mikazuki again, I'll cut you into eighteen pieces!"

He turned and left without looking back, then went next door to call out to Mikazuki and Kurumi Shirakawa: "Let's go, let's find somewhere else to eat, let's have some fun tonight!"

The two girls came out without glancing at the private room next door, since Kotekawa Kami hadn't kept it from them earlier.

Mikazuki Seigaku took a deep breath: "Let's go home and eat! Buy some beer! I want to drink!"

"Alcohol isn't any good thing, why drink it?"

"Walnut, would you like some?"

"How about just a little bit?"

"Okay, let's go!"

Kami Kotekawa watched their retreating figures as they walked out of the shop, completely bewildered.

what's wrong?

He walked a few steps to the counter, paid the bill, and then went out the door.

More than ten minutes later, inside the izakaya, terrified screams pierced everyone's eardrums.

……

On a street leading from Bunkyo Ward to Shinjuku, Shirakawa Nozomi leaned against a wall, hands tucked into his pockets, eyes drooping, silent.

Tamako, sitting next to him, was looking at the moon with a bored expression.

She sighed, "Master, what are you waiting for?"

Shirakawa Nozomi opened his eyes and calmly said, "Wait for dinner tonight."

Chapter Twenty-Two: Identity Exposed (Part Two)

Tonight's plan was to have some food, go shopping, and enjoy a bit of Tokyo's nightlife.

But a small incident disrupted their plans. Although Kotegawa Kami thought it would still work, the two girls had obviously been chatting when he went out. After leaving the izakaya, they went to a nearby supermarket that was still open, intending to hire an older woman to help them buy drinks.

However, Kotegawa Kami strongly opposed it and did not allow them to do such bad things.

Smoking and drinking are harmful to health, and are especially taboo for health preservation and martial arts practice.

Moreover, minors are not allowed to drink alcohol, and they should not develop such a willful and indulgent bad habit of drinking whenever they want.

His objection forced the two girls to give up, and they ended up buying some sweet wine to take home, since they didn't really want to go shopping anymore.

Sweet wine is fine; Kamiko Kotegawa drinks a little every year, and it doesn't bother him.

So the three of them went back.

They never expected that someone would be foolishly waiting by the roadside to "bump into" them and go out for a big meal together.

After returning home, while Mikazuki was changing clothes in her room, Kotekawa Kami pulled Shirakawa Kurumi upstairs and asked her what they had been talking about.

Shirakawa Kurumi kept shaking her little head, saying that nothing was wrong.

Kotegawa said, "I don't believe you! Confess honestly, or I'll spank you!"

Shirakawa Kurumi rolled her eyes at him, swayed her hips, and walked away, seemingly certain that Kotekawa wouldn't dare to make a move.

Kotekawa Kami took a deep breath, looking at those swaying, shapely curves... and really didn't dare.

He also went downstairs with a dark face, while Mikazuki Haruka, who had changed her clothes, was cooking somen noodles in the kitchen.

Although I sat in the izakaya for a while, I didn't eat much.

Kotegawa washed his hands, pulled up a stool, and sat outside the kitchen counter, trying to get an answer from Mikazuki.

Mikazuki Haruka wasn't as mischievous as Shirakawa Kurumi. After thinking for a moment, he told her that he had only talked about Kurumi's past, and if she really wanted to know, she should ask her.

As Shirakawa Kurumi opened the refrigerator door, she smiled and said she wouldn't tell him.

Kotegawa Kami suddenly regretted not spanking her earlier.

After a while, the noodles were cooked. Mikazuki prepared the sauce, and the three of them, along with some side dishes and beef from the refrigerator, sat around the table and ate with gusto.

After they finished eating, Kotekawa Kami rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, while the two girls huddled together and began their main meal: drinking sweet sake.

They clinked their glasses, substituting sweet wine for alcohol.

In fact, Mikazuki hadn't drunk sweet sake for several years. She took a sip first, then drank it all in one gulp, and two blushes instantly appeared on her fair face.

She let out a small burp, her eyes looking a little confused. It tasted a bit good, but also a bit bad. Not quite sure what it was, she poured herself another glass.

Shirakawa Kurumi had a much higher alcohol tolerance; she downed a glass without batting an eye, as if nothing had happened. After finishing, she smacked her lips, feeling that it was somewhat tasteless.

After washing the pots and pans, Furutekawa Kami went over to check on them.

When he arrived, he was shocked to find that Mikazuki had already passed out drunk at the table, and Shirakawa Kurumi, sitting opposite him, was sitting cross-legged like an uncle, slurping a full cup of sake.

He walked over, picked up the empty sake bottle, and sniffed it. The strong smell of sake was almost intoxicating. He glared at it and asked, "Where did this sake come from?"

Shirakawa Kurumi was also a little tipsy. Hearing him speak, she chuckled and slurred, "Brought from home. Kotegawa, would you like a cup? Sweet sake is so boring."

"You're really boring!" Kotekawa Kami tried to snatch the wine glass from her hand, but the girl seemed to know in advance, she covered it tightly with both hands, put it to her lips, and gulped it down in one go, letting out a pleasant exhale after finishing.

Kotegawa really felt like hitting someone this time.

"Qingkong! Get up, let's continue!" she shouted, slamming her hand on the table.

Mikazuki, who was already passed out from drinking, pouted and didn't respond.

Kotegawa brought his nose close to Mikazuki's lips and sniffed gently, but he couldn't smell any sake.

Did he get drunk from drinking sweet wine?

With that kind of alcohol tolerance...

"Clear sky?" Shirakawa Kurumi was still calling out to her drinking buddies, but as she called, she herself also passed out.

Kotekawa Kami sighed to the heavens, walked over with a dark face, pulled her up, and took her back to the bedroom that had just been tidied up. He covered her with a blanket and closed the door behind him.

Keep causing trouble, I'll deal with you tomorrow!

He took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, sat down next to Mikazuki, fed her some water, then picked her up and took her back to the bedroom.

After helping her take off her shoes and covering her with a blanket, he moved a chair and sat down beside her. He looked at her sleeping face for a while, then raised his hand and gently rubbed between her eyebrows, smoothing out the furrowed brows. He stood up and silently walked out.

The house was quiet. He tidied the table, took a few sips of water from the open bottle, turned off the living room light, went out into the yard, and looked up at the brilliant starlight in the sky.

It's only a little past eight o'clock now; it's a bit too early to go to bed at this time.

Suddenly, the curtains on the second floor next door were drawn open, and Kotori Hanabu, dressed in pajamas, pushed open the window and peered down, looking puzzled: "I think I just heard Kurumi yelling. What happened?"

Kotekawa Kami, recalling this, said irritably, "It's nothing, she's just being drunk!"

"Huh?" Takanashi Hanamai was a little confused. Just then, a passerby turned to look at her. She shrank back, only showing her head: "Want to come up and chat for a while? I have some dried fruit and fruit cake that I just bought."

There's cake? Kotekawa Kami gladly accepted the invitation. Once the road was deserted, he took a few running steps, leaped, and jumped into her house.

Little Bird Swimming first made him take off his shoes. She quietly opened the door herself, listened to the sounds downstairs, and after confirming that she hadn't been discovered, she breathed a small sigh of relief and slipped out.

This wasn't the first time Kotegawa had been to her room. He pulled up a chair and sat down, keeping an eye on the house.