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

"Mmm! It smells good! It smells so good!"

"Why doesn't it smell so good it'll kill you?" The little girl on the other side of the door gritted her teeth and punched the rabbit doll in her arms.

Just then, the doorbell rang outside the entryway, and someone called out loudly, "Excuse me, you have a package!"

Kotekawa Kami turned his head to look, put down the bowl, and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Who bought anything online?

He muttered to himself, stepped forward, and opened the door to find a slightly dark-skinned deliveryman sweating profusely and carrying a large box: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Kotegawa Kamimi?"

Kotekawa Kami responded and took it; it was quite heavy.

He glanced at the delivery address and realized it was from his hometown. He thanked the courier, signed his name, and watched him leave.

"Sent by Uncle Jian'er?" He gently shook the box, sniffed it, and smelled a very sweet scent.

He suddenly realized: "Oh, these are watermelons grown in greenhouses, right? Wow, such expensive stuff, why send them over? I'll be going back in a little over a month."

It's not watermelon season yet, and even when it is, a watermelon isn't cheap. Judging by the weight of this box, they probably sent him four.

He opened the box and sure enough, he saw four round, dark-skinned melons.

There was also a note inside: "Send one to your Uncle Ma, and share the remaining three with your friends."

He scratched his head, took out his phone and sent a message that he had already received, then carried the watermelon towards the kitchen, calling out as he went, "Hu Tao, there's watermelon, you—"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that the table full of delicious food that had been there just moments before was now empty except for his unfinished bowl of beef noodles, and even the grill plate was gone.

"A watermelon?" A muffled voice came from inside the door.

He held his breath and replied, "No! Nothing at all!"

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Chapter 50 My Little Brother is Lost Again (5200)

At 1 p.m., Kotegawa Kami picked up the sword case and went into the meditation room.

He closed the window, drew the curtains, plopped down on the yoga mat, opened the box, looked at the new sword lying inside, and in the blink of an eye, a milky-white "monster spirit" appeared in his palm.

Monster spirits can give weapons "special characteristics" with a certain probability.

Actually, he had wanted to try this for a long time, but he hadn't had a suitable sword to choose from.

Now that the custom-made sword is finally finished, it's time to arrange the fusion of its essence and spirit.

However, since this was his first time doing this, he was reluctant to use the best Nightmare Maiden's Essence; he also wasn't considering the Calamity's Essence for the time being; and the Ghost Princess was too ugly. If one of her suddenly appeared next to him while he was fighting, it would probably give him a big fright.

Therefore, after much deliberation, the essence of the great monk was the most suitable.

He gripped the hilt and slowly drew the longsword; under the lamplight, the blade gleamed with a chilling luster.

He slowed his breathing, released his true energy from his right hand like a blazing flame, and the essence in his palm melted away little by little. After several dozen breaths, he took out a long sword with his other hand, tilted the sword in front of him, moved his right hand, which was clenched together, toward the sword, and slightly turned his palm. The melted essence flowed down the sword and spread downwards.

White mist sizzled and rose from the sword's surface, and the originally deep blue spine gradually turned fiery red, emitting an intense light along its entire length.

"Roar! Roar!" The giant monk's phantom suddenly appeared from the white mist. It opened its blood-red eyes, filled with resentment and anger, and reached out to grab his head.

Unmoved, Kotekawa Kami sprinkled the last bit of his essence from his palm.

Ripples spread across the sword, instantly drawing back the white mist that had filled the entire room.

Once the fog had completely dissipated, all the illusions subsided. Only the longsword he held in his left hand remained, its deep blue spine now a fiery color, with black lines that hadn't appeared before spreading across the blade, roughly outlining the image of the giant monk.

He stood up, examining the sword back and forth. The weight and feel of the longsword, now infused with his spirit, remained unchanged.

"It must have been a success, right?"

He thought uncertainly, then casually twirled his sword, the force flowing smoothly, and the tip of the sword instantly emitted a slightly deep hum.

"Huh? It does seem a bit different, even smoother than before?" He was surprised and poured his true energy into it. The fiery red sword patterns on the spine of the sword instantly lit up, and a huge phantom suddenly leaped out from it, landing in front of the wall with a deafening roar. Its raised fists then slammed down.

"Bang!" One wall of the quiet room collapsed, sending bricks and stones flying far away, and the north wind howled in.

Pedestrians passing by on the street let out piercing screams.

Kotekawa Kami stood in front of the hole, holding a long sword, looking completely bewildered.

"Next time, I must find an empty, open space!"

Hurried footsteps sounded at the top of the stairs, and then the door was kicked open by Hu Tao. She was holding a knife in her hand, her hair was a little messy, and she looked at him and the half of the wall in front of him that had disappeared with great surprise and doubt. Then she looked at the long sword in his hand and immediately understood.

The little girl was furious: "Are you crazy! Practicing swordsmanship in the house?"

"Sorry, I had a brain fart." Kotekawa Kami looked embarrassed.

"You! You're just as infuriating as that brat!"

After saying that, she stormed downstairs.

Seeing that he was completely speechless after being scolded this time, Kotekawa silently sheathed his sword.

This sword is now a bit too dangerous and should not be used lightly under normal circumstances.

His figure vanished from the spot in an instant, and when he reappeared, the sword box was no longer in his hand.

Then he ran downstairs without looking back. Half an hour later, he returned carrying a pile of bricks. In the yard, besides the bricks, there were shovels, buckets, cement, measuring tapes, trowels, and wooden frames.

Fortunately, the house next door was also under construction, and the bricks and cement were readily available. Although it would cost some money, it was worth it, and he deserved it.

He put on his leather apron, set up the ladder, and mixed cement in the yard. For a while, he was busy making a lot of noise.

As dusk fell, Mikazuki Seisaku returned carrying two bags of vegetables, and from a distance, he saw Furudekawa Kami laying bricks in the golden sunlight of the setting sun.

She thought she was seeing things, so she quickly walked to her front door and saw a pile of cement, a shovel, and broken bricks scattered all over the yard.

She looked up again at Kotegawa Kami, who was busy at work, and was bewildered.

Hearing the noise, Kotekawa Kami turned around, looked at her, and grinned sheepishly: "You're back!"

Mikazuki Seisakusho looked at him and asked, "Was it attacked by a missile?"

He chuckled dryly, "It was an accident, really just an accident."

“Furutegawa-kun, this sounds just like what a father would say when introducing his newborn child to his parents-in-law.”

"That's a really clever analogy."

Mikazuki rolled his eyes and went back inside.

Kami Kotekawa continued building his wall, and with a little more effort, he might be able to finish it before dinner.

Inside the house, Mikazuki Seisakusho placed the bag on the table, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, took out a hair tie from her pocket, tied her hair, and prepared to make dinner.

Sitting at the dining table, lost in thought, Hu Tao asked, "Qingkong, what's for dinner?"

"Hamburger patties, tofu miso soup, and maitake mushroom stew rice."

"Maitake mushroom stewed rice? That sounds great! But I'm a bit full from lunch, and I need three servings of hamburger patties, please."

"Well, leave it to me."

After a brief chat, Hu Tao continued to space out, while Mikazuki tied on his apron and began washing vegetables and chopping meat.

The clock on the wall ticked away, and after the hour hand had moved forward twice, the aroma of maitake mushroom rice bowl filled the room.

"Dinner's ready, Kurumi. Call out to Kotegawa!"

"Sorry, I don't want to talk to him right now."

Mikazuki Seisakusho paused, then suddenly remembered the broken wall on the second floor and asked suspiciously, "You two, did you fight today?"

"No! He broke that wall because he was having a fit of madness." Shirakawa Kurumi muttered, picked up three large hamburger patties, placed them on top of the maitake mushroom rice bowl, and then took the miso soup back to her room.

Mikazuki Seisakusaku's eyes were filled with even more confusion.

It seems like a lot happened today?

She thought for a moment, turned off the stove, washed her hands, and stepped out of the house.

Kami Kotegawa was tidying up the yard outside.

Once the wall is built and dried, it can be painted. At that time, no one will be able to tell that the wall was broken.

"Dinner is ready," she said.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll return the things first, you guys eat first."

Mikazuki Seisakusaku didn't enter the house, but instead squatted down, somewhat puzzled: "Did work not go well today?"

The young man shook his head: "It's a bit complicated to explain why I didn't do any work today, but to put it simply, Shirakawa Nozomi was very willful today and made Kurumi extremely angry."

"Huh?" The young woman looked surprised: "Did Shirakawa offend Kurumi?"

Kotegawa Kamimi nodded firmly and affirmatively. Yes, it was all that kid's fault.

"85? How come it has both whole numbers and zeros?" Mikazuki Haruka chuckled. "So you made her angry too?"

What did she say to you?

"She just said she doesn't want to talk to you right now. You're not bullying her, are you?"

Kamiko Kotekawa shook her head: "I told her I wanted to marry you, two years from now."

Mikazuki Seishuu was immediately stunned.

Furutekawa Kami pulled up the cart and said with a chuckle, "I can't keep her hanging on like this forever; I'm not a Transformer."

He went to return the shelf and shovel.

Mikazuki Seisakusaku stood at the door, watching his back, biting her lip, somewhat at a loss.

After returning the stroller, Kotekawa Kami breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the starry sky, went home, took a shower first, and finally sat down at the dining table to have dinner with Mikazuki, who was waiting for him.

The maitake mushroom stewed rice was really delicious. The hamburger patties must have been reheated; the outer layer was golden brown and crispy, while the inside was still steaming hot.

"Delicious!" he mumbled.

Mikazuki Haruka smiled, revealing dimples, then lowered her head, her eyes filled with a hint of worry.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the two squeezed into the kitchen to wash the pots and pans. Kamiko Kote glanced at Kurumi's bedroom door, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Has she had dinner?"

"Yes, I ate it."