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

He took a deep breath and tried to lift it again—but still couldn't get it up.

"Stop playing around! Get back to work... You're just a bean sprout!" Shirakawa Kurumi was speechless.

She spent so much money, not to watch this brat act silly!

The young priest didn't say a word, picked up the dining table, and left.

The place was bustling with activity. Kotegawa Kami was running back and forth between the two houses with the little priest. He was quite glad that he had listened to Kurumi's advice and bought the neighbor's house.

Otherwise, let alone moving, I might have to find a place to sleep tonight.

The morning passed quickly.

The two of them had finished moving the living room, bathroom, and two bedrooms. Now all that was left was for Furutekawa Kamimi to have his own room, a quiet room, and a storage room.

For lunch, Kotekawa Kamimi ordered beef rice bowls, soba noodles, and ramen. Mainly because he hadn't finished his work yet, and if he did, they could all go out for a meal together.

While everyone else was resting and eating noodles, he continued moving—tidying up his own bedroom.

After moving the bed, wardrobe, desk, and chairs over one by one, he picked up three large boxes and walked away quickly.

Inside are the adrenaline injections that Yasuhiro Ishikawa gave him, protective armor, a demon pill dug up from the backyard of the Evil Spirit Society, photos of Mikazuki's coffee shop maids... and a diary of observations of his life that he absolutely cannot show to others.

The people sitting outside eating all craned their necks.

As Yujia picked out noodles, she whispered to the three girls beside her, "These three boxes look pretty big! There must be more than just erotic books inside, right? Qingkong, did you accidentally see them?"

Shirakawa Kurumi and Takanashi Hanamai silently gazed at Mikazuki Seikatsu.

The latter lifted his sleepy eyelids and said, "Give up, there are no H books inside."

The other three people were taken aback at the same time, and their eyes exchanged subtle glances.

Youjia patted her on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Qingkong, peeking is a bit perverted!"

"When Kotegawa came home last time, he asked me to open the box and take some things out!" Mikazuki Seisakusho said speechlessly, "It contained Kotegawa's own things, nothing random!"

The three people next to him all said "Oh" in unison.

Yujia was disappointed, her eyes looking a little strange: "Judging from this, he must take life quite seriously, which is rather unusual."

“I think the term ‘strict self-discipline’ is more accurate.” Shirakawa Kurumi pondered, “Think about it, someone who can persist in martial arts training for six hours every day, starting from the age of six, and even if he hasn’t stopped for a single day, you can probably count the number of days he hasn’t trained on your fingers. How strong would such a person’s willpower be? So desires probably can’t control his thoughts and actions.”

Yuka and Kotori Hanamai nodded in sudden realization.

Mikazuki Seikatsu quietly ate his lunch.

Yuka blinked: "I feel like Kotegawa is someone who will be able to accomplish great things in the future?"

"Whether his career is big or not doesn't matter, anyway, he's a very good husband material..." Shirakawa Kurumi's eyes were filled with admiration and regret. She really wanted to take that pig home.

"What's the connection between being strict with oneself and having a husband like Miaozi?" Little Bird Flower Dance, who didn't quite understand, humbly asked for clarification.

Shirakawa Kurumi thought about it seriously for a moment, then suddenly turned her head and pouted, "It's not that I'm narcissistic, but what do you guys think of my little brother's looks?"

"So beautiful!" Yuka and Takanashi Hanamai exclaimed in unison.

Shirakawa Nozomi's face immediately darkened. Couldn't the word "handsome" be used to describe him?

This almost stumped Shirakawa Kurumi, who awkwardly said, "...Well! He does have a somewhat delicate appearance...but he's quite good-looking, right?"

The two girls nodded.

Kurumi Shirakawa blinked: "So, do you guys have feelings for him? I mean, the thought of dating him?"

The little bird, playing among the flowers, shook its head without hesitation.

Yuka shook her head. Although Shirakawa was good-looking, he was just too difficult to get along with.

"Right?" Shirakawa Kurumi wasn't surprised at all: "That's the difference between Kotekawa and my younger brother. Kotekawa knows very well what life is, how he wants to live his life, how he should live his life, what he wants, and what he should truly cherish. He knows all of this very clearly in his heart."

"Such a person has a broad mind and doesn't usually lose their temper over trivial matters. As long as it doesn't affect what they truly care about, they won't hold a grudge even if they suffer a loss... Such a person can make a living based on their looks, has skills that ordinary people don't have, and lives a very disciplined life, and has never been arrogant or unrestrained... Do you think there are many guys like this?"

Yujia and Kotori Hanamai listened, completely stunned.

Yes! If you really think about it, Kotegawa has just too many good points, doesn't he?

Hu Tao is right, he's definitely a good husband material!

Their eyes flickered, but then Shirakawa Kurumi sighed, "It's a shame that he only likes girls with big breasts."

The group glanced silently at Mikazuki Haruka, who was eating with her back to them, and each sighed in frustration.

Only those with flat chests can understand the suffering in the hearts of those with flat chests.

"How about we get breast implants?" Youjia suddenly thought of a terrible idea.

“No chance!” Takanashi Hana said without hesitation, “Last time when I was walking home after singing practice, a big-breasted beauty tried to talk to Kotegawa, but he completely ignored her.”

"Oh..." The other two flat-chested girls sighed again.

"So instead of thinking about those unnecessary things, you should ask experienced people for advice on how to grow up!"

"Experienced people..."

They looked up at the clear sky above Mikazuki again.

Mikazuki Haruka had finished her beef bento. Looking at them, she frowned and said, "Besides having some experience with troubles, I really don't know anything else. If I had to give an answer, it would probably be genetics?"

Kurumi Shirakawa and Yuka were speechless.

The little bird, Yu Huawu, looked down and was speechless with emotion.

On the other side, the little priest, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, was rolling up his sleeves and tidying up the paintings on the wall.

Since he couldn't beat Shirakawa Kurumi, he could only stay away and avoid the noise.

Sorata was helping him, and he was also afraid that Yuka would compare him to Kotegawa, otherwise he would feel inferior... Oh, it seems unlikely, at least he has Ogasawara-senpai now.

Kotegawa hasn't caught up with Mikazuki yet! He's ahead in that respect! And the day before yesterday, he secretly kissed Ogasawa-senpai again, hehehehe...

Meanwhile, Kotegawa, who had buried his "treasure" in his new home, returned. As soon as he arrived, he saw several girls chatting animatedly. He excitedly went over, picked up the bento box, and asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

The girls instinctively stopped talking; they only dared to chat after Shirakawa and Glasses-kun left.

After all, this is a topic that I don't really want guys to hear.

Yuka suddenly said, "Furutegawa-kun, I want Sorata to train with you, so he can at least look like a man."

"That's what I think too! My little brother really needs it too!" Shirakawa Kurumi nodded repeatedly. If this continued, people would start to lose track of who was the older sister and who was the younger brother.

Thinking of this, she felt a pang of sadness.

Kami Kotekawa was somewhat surprised: "Sure, it's not a big deal! You guys were just talking about this?"

They kept nodding.

Youjia blurted out, "Otherwise what? Are we going to talk about how to enlarge breasts?"

"Um..." Kotekawa Kami said without thinking, "That shouldn't be the case. If the three of you were talking about this, it would sound like people in a hospital ward discussing their conditions. You wouldn't get anything out of it... Sorry, I didn't say anything."

The air fell silent as the three girls stared at him, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

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Chapter Thirty-Four: The Uninvited Guest (4000)

In the afternoon, after they finished moving the quiet room on the second floor and the storeroom on the third floor, the entire building was surrounded by people from the architectural design company, who prepared to demolish it.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa was very generous; he not only found him a highly professional company but also a very famous architect.

The designer's surname is Sangye. He is tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is a mature and charming middle-aged man.

Yuka was a little infatuated, wondering if Kotekawa Kamimi would be just as mature and charming in twenty or thirty years.

Kami Kotegawa and Yasuhiro Ishikawa are looking at the design drawings and budget reports.

The design fee was high, and the material cost was not cheap either, but the design was worth the price, and the materials were all provided according to his needs.

Kotekawa Kami nodded slightly, quite liking the style. He called over a few friends and took a look at them one by one.

Mikazuki looked at the blueprints for a while, then at the price, and said nothing.

"It's pretty good! The earthquake resistance and protection are excellent! It's much better than the light steel and wood structure of detached houses!" Shirakawa Kurumi nodded in agreement.

The little bird dance was a bit hard to understand, but the strings of numbers on the price list made her dizzy.

"Wow! Kotegawa, you're so rich!" Yuka exclaimed exaggeratedly, expressing everyone's thoughts.

Kami Kotekawa shook his head repeatedly: "Where would I get the money? It's all hard-earned money saved up to get married in the future!"

“Uh…” Yuka was stunned for a moment: “That’s enough for you to marry several wives.”

Youjia exposed the lie so easily, leaving everyone around her in a state of amusement and disbelief.

The house deal was officially finalized. Kotekawa Kamimi went to sign the contract with the company consultant brought by the designer, then paid the down payment, said goodbye to the designer, and temporarily left the place.

Because the foundation needs to be rebuilt, this project will take a little longer.

But that doesn't matter. The apartment next door is made of the same materials as Takanashi Hanamai's house, so you can live there for a long time. And even if this house breaks down, he still has other houses elsewhere.

After returning to their new home, Yuka took Takanashi and Mikazuki to explore. They had been busy arranging furniture and hadn't had time to stroll around.

Honba Sorata was chuckling to himself as he made a phone call in the yard.

The junior priest asked Walnut for payment for his work.

Hu Tao didn't renege on her promise; she counted out five crisp 10,000 yen bills from her wallet and handed them to him.

He put the letter in the envelope, nodded, and went to the restroom.

Hu Tao tossed her somewhat flat wallet aside, pouted slightly, and realized that if she didn't go back to work soon, she would run out of money.

Kami Kotekawa was washing his face in the washroom when he saw the young priest walk in. He moved aside, took a towel to dry his face, and casually asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

The junior priest, who was rolling up his sleeves, paused, then asked, "Me, decide?"

"No, everyone vote."

"Barbecued beef."

"OK, three tickets for the barbecue. We'll go buy the ingredients in a bit and have a barbecue in the yard this afternoon."

The nearby barbecue restaurants only stay open until 8 pm, or at most 9 pm, and they're always packed. So if you want to be comfortable and relaxed, it's best to barbecue at home yourself.