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

Kotekawa Kami thought for a moment, then pointed ahead: "She looks very aggrieved. Perhaps you will encounter the same kind of grievance in the future."

She became even more hesitant.

The young man had already started walking forward.

He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped. The [Nightmare] domain spread out invisibly, enveloping him and the birds dancing among the flowers, and rapidly spreading to the surroundings.

Takanashi Hanamai bumped headfirst into his back, poked her head out, and rubbed her nose: "What's wrong?"

"Look, an acquaintance has arrived." Kotekawa Kamimi gestured in that direction with his chin.

"An acquaintance?" The girl looked over, her eyes suddenly widening. Behind the girl who was eating a hamburger, there was a car. The president of the company, Makoto Fujiwara, whom she had just met, got out of the car with a smile, along with the assistant, Tanagami, whom she had just met.

The girl's face clearly showed surprise. Then, she angrily threw down the food she had only eaten halfway through, and said something very agitatedly.

The little bird, unable to hear the dancing flowers clearly, leaned forward with difficulty.

She didn't dare to move forward, afraid of being noticed.

"It's alright, they can't see us," Kotegawa Kami reassured her, and moved forward along one side of the river.

"Are we sure we won't be seen? It's such an open space, they could see us just by turning their heads, right?" Takanashi Hanamai was worried. She clutched her bag with one hand, crouched down, and followed.

She was on tenterhooks, her eyes darting nervously at the few people on the shore, afraid that someone might suddenly turn and look in her direction.

But it seemed that the group was focused on talking and no one was looking over.

She followed Kotegawa Kami and approached them, standing behind the bridge archway. The sounds she hadn't been able to hear before now came clearly to her ears.

"...I've already agreed to pay compensation, what more do you want? Do you have to force me to die to be satisfied?!"

“Miss El, please don’t be so agitated.” Fujiwara’s smiling voice quickly rang out: “Although our cooperation was a little unpleasant, there’s no need to be so agitated… And since it’s over, I naturally won’t do anything to Miss El anymore.”

"El?" The crouching Takanashi Hanako's eyes flickered with surprise and doubt. "Could it be Miss El?"

"You know her?"

"I wouldn't say I know him personally. I just know there's a singer named El who's much more popular than me."

"Oh?" Kotegawa Kami became increasingly interested.

On the riverbank, the girl called El's voice was still angry: "Then why are you bothering me? Get out of my sight right now!"

“Of course, we’ll be leaving soon… but before we leave, I have one very small request.” Fujiwara’s voice suddenly softened: “Until we find new employees, would you please leave Tokyo temporarily, Miss El? If Miss El is willing, I can return the negatives of the photos to you.”

The girl fell silent, then cursed in a hateful tone, "You'll get your comeuppance sooner or later!"

"Everyone has sins in this world." Fujiwara remained smiling, showing no annoyance whatsoever. "So, Miss El, you've agreed?"

"Give me back the negatives first! Give them back and I'll leave!" the girl said coldly.

"Of course! The negatives are in the car. Shall we go? I'll take Miss El to the station on my way."

The girl seemed to be persuaded. The sound of the car door opening rang out, and then the car started and drove away.

Kami Kotegawa and Hanako Takanashi stared at each other.

The girl suddenly rubbed her arms, a chill running down her spine: "What negatives? Is he referring to me as the new employee?"

Kami Kotekawa was also unsure. He pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go home first; from now on, don't have any contact with that Shin Fujiwara or anyone from his company."

Little Bird Dances and Nods Repeatedly, Still Trembling with Fear, and Says, "I Don't Want This Job Anymore! I'm So Luckily I Came Here Today, Otherwise I Don't Dare to Imagine What Might Have Happened in the Future."

"Don't be afraid!" Kotekawa patted her head and puffed out his chest slightly. "I told you, no matter who it is this time, they won't be able to trick you."

The girl shook her head and said firmly, "You shouldn't investigate anymore. Let's just stay far away!"

"It's alright, I'm just going to clarify things. What if we've misunderstood?" Kotekawa Kami comforted her, "Besides, I'm a bounty hunter. I'm not afraid of dealing with monsters, so why would I be afraid of dealing with humans?"

"But that's too dangerous. There's no need to take that risk."

"This matter needs a clean resolution, otherwise their constant nagging will be very troublesome, right? Don't worry, I can do whatever I want, and no one can stop me."

Kotekawa Kamimi took her away, but instead of returning the way they came, they went in a circle back to the station, drove back to Bunkyo Ward, parked the car directly in front of Takanashi's house, and drove back to their own house after she got out.

Before getting off the bus, he suddenly noticed the brown paper document bag left on the bus. After thinking for a moment, he reached out, picked it up, and opened the bag to take a look.

Inside was a deep cooperation contract, which stated that the client would pay 50% of the work fee upfront, provide work guarantees, and even include profit sharing after the project was completed.

He looked at it from every angle, but all he could see were the words "sign quickly" on the entire page.

He clicked his tongue. If he hadn't witnessed what he just saw, if Takanashi Hanamaru had taken this thing home, he might have impulsively signed it.

He flipped through the pages and looked at the rest, but the more he looked, the stranger it seemed.

In the section on "Responsibilities and Obligations of Party B", all the contents were the same as those mentioned by Masahiro Masahiro earlier, and there seemed to be nothing that looked like a trap.

"Hey, this is really a bit strange!" He was a little incredulous that this was a clean contract. He spat on his finger and flipped through the pages. The more he looked, the more normal the content seemed. In fact, it was as if a voice inside him was urging him to sign his name.

His heart raced, and the urge to sign his name grew stronger and stronger.

The young man took a deep breath, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly disappeared from the car.

In the dim, blood-soaked realm of the Unpredictable, Kotekawa Kami threw the contract paper on the ground, swiftly pulled out the longsword stuck in the ground, pointed the tip of the sword at the contract, and gently ran it across the clean white A4 paper, causing blood to seep out.

His face darkened, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

So it was just a tsukumogami?

No wonder the content was fine, no wonder they were so friendly before, they didn't take him seriously at all!

The contract of the tsukumogami under the sword tip could no longer be contained; it struggled violently and let out a painful scream.

Kotekawa's expression turned cold, and he pierced through it with a single sword strike, pinning it directly to the sand.

The blood-red sand spread and covered everything.

He snorted, the surrounding environment shattered, and he returned to the driver's seat.

"So he really is a wicked guy. You asked for it..." He jumped out of the car, went back to the house to change into his unmarked Special Division uniform, slung his sword bag over his shoulder, and drove back to the North District in the twilight.

He never holds grudges; he usually settles scores on the spot!

Chapter Forty-Two: The Ghostly Diva

Sunlight pierced through the afternoon clouds and fell upon the earth, where people had once again spent a seemingly peaceful day.

A car traveled from south to north, weaving through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped beside a grove of cherry trees that had already withered.

Kami Kotekawa got out of the car, glanced at a black car across the street, strode forward, looked at the locked company gate, and kicked it.

The heavy glass door shattered into pieces, and he stepped through the shards to enter.

Low sobs came from upstairs as he stepped up the stairs.

But the upstairs studio was empty; the employees who had been working there not long ago seemed to have all gone home.

He kicked open the door to the president's office, but it was empty as well.

"A barrier? Or an illusion?" He twitched his nose, tilted his head slightly, and walked to a window.

Outside the window, the sun was slowly setting; the sunlight, though tinged with red, was still blinding.

He looked out the window, and his reflection was seen in the bright glass.

He retracted the Nightmare Domain, lowered his eyebrows little by little, and touched the glass a few times, causing the entire glass to tremble instantly.

He clicked his tongue, his eyes flashed, and he threw a punch.

"Another tsukumogami?"

The entire glass window flew off with a bang, and amidst the howling, two eyes larger than a human head appeared, revealing its ferocious nature.

Kotekawa looked at it expressionlessly, his inner energy surging out from his dantian.

The glass spirit drew a checkmark in the air, streaked across the sky, and disappeared.

"I'll let you off this time," the young man muttered, then looked away and turned his head.

The office behind me was no different from the one I had just left, except that there was now an iron door on the wall where the sunlight that had shone through the glass had been.

He listened to the girl crying inside and walked closer step by step. As he got closer, his powerful inner energy surged.

The entire building seemed to tremble, dust fell from the ceiling, and an exquisite ceramic teapot shattered into pieces with a piercing sound.

Then, he calmed his inner energy and stood quietly.

Less than a minute later, the iron gate was pushed open from the inside, and Masahiro Fujiwara and Kami Kotegawa came face to face.

Fujiwara was extremely surprised, and then went to pull the door open without hesitation.

Kotekawa Kami watched calmly, and before the door closed, he kicked out, sending both Masahiro Fujiwara and Tagami, who was blocking the way behind him, flying back.

He opened the door and slowly walked down the stairs.

No wonder there was only one small room on the first floor; it turned out to be a hidden gem.

Fujiwara and Tanami tumbled down the stairs and hit the corner of the wall, both groaning in pain.

"How is this possible?" Even as he gasped for breath from the pain, Fujiwara still looked at Kotegawa Kami in disbelief.

Kotekawa Kami stood in front of him, looking down at him: "How is that possible? With just a few tsukumogami? You're incredibly audacious!"

Once his secret was exposed in a single sentence, Fujiwara was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile again, his face full of flattery: "Thirty million! I'll give you thirty million! Let me go!"

Tian Shang, who had just been used as a shield, cried out, "Boss, I told you before, don't even think about hitting on Miss Chigo. How could someone who brings thugs be an ordinary person?"

"You bastard! Shut up!" Fujiwara shouted fiercely, then turned around, his temper changing faster than flipping through a book. He struggled to his feet, knelt on the ground, and kept slapping himself: "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I was really out of my mind this time! I'm sorry..."

Kotekawa Kami looked at him and slowly drew the two long swords from his back.

Witnessing this scene, Tanaka's lips trembled with fear: "Killing...killing is illegal."

Kotekawa's eyes darkened, and his long sword, like a thunderbolt, pierced the wall, passing through their shoulders and trapping their necks inside.

The two men turned deathly pale instantly. Feeling the sharp attacks from both sides, they could only stretch their necks as far as they could, unable to move.

Kami Kotegawa reached out and pulled open a soundproof door next to him.

Inside this "secret room," three girls huddled in a corner, wearing only a little clothing, hugging their knees and crying. The girl called El, whom we had just seen, was also there.

Masahiro didn't take her to the station at all; instead, he brought her here.

He glanced around, looking at the fill light and several cameras set up nearby, his voice growing colder: "So you do know about laws?"