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

"Okay, I'll go ask the teacher what the schedule is for today, whether it's still running."

"Stop running, I feel like throwing up!" Takanashi Hanamai's face fell slightly, and she rolled her eyes, saying mysteriously, "Furutegawa, have you noticed anything different about me?"

Kami Kotekawa paused, startled, and looked her up and down, from her hairstyle and headband to her bow tie, skirt, and stockings...

He hesitated before asking, "Is it somewhere out of sight?"

“But you can tell!” She put her hands behind her back and slightly puffed out her chest.

Kotekawa lowered his gaze, stroked his chin, and said thoughtfully, "It seems flatter than before?"

Birdsong Flower Dance: "..."

She turned and left angrily.

Kami Kotekawa grabbed her arm, forcing a smile. "Just kidding... um, your bust size has increased by about 2 centimeters, right?"

Takanashi Hanamai raised her chin and hummed, a hint of smugness in her eyes: "I'm finally going to start developing."

Kotegawa said, "It seems you've been sleeping on time lately."

"Not only that!" When talking about the hardships of growing up, Takanashi Hanamai had a lot to say: "Every day when I go home, I have to eat the food my mom prepares, and I also have to get a massage... It's really troublesome!"

"If you want to gain something, you have to give something first! Things that can be done are not troublesome. The real trouble is when you try so hard but get nothing in return."

“That’s true, but it’s a bit of a waste of time…” Takanashi Hanamai sighed. “My composition was almost finished, and now it’ll be delayed by another two or three months.”

"It's alright, you're still young, not at the age where you should be working so hard," Kotekawa Kami said casually.

Takanashi put her hands behind her back and hummed softly, "Really? But I thought Kotegawa would say something like 'help'."

He was taken aback, and subconsciously said, "How can anyone else help with something like this? Help you find nutritious food?"

"It's nothing, I was just saying."

She walked forward.

As Kotekawa Kami watched her retreating figure, he muttered to himself, "She couldn't possibly be asking me to give her a massage, could she? If she said that out loud, wouldn't that be sexual harassment? And how lewd! I'm not that kind of person!"

After the two arrived at the office door, Kotegawa went in alone. He was surprised not to see the PE teacher and glanced at the time.

Has the teacher not arrived yet?

"Fute River..."

Fujiwara-sensei, sitting at another desk, was looking up at him.

Kami Kotegawa walked over and greeted him, "Long time no see, teacher."

Mr. Fujiwara adjusted his glasses: "Mr. Tomino has taken leave, so today's PE class will be a self-study session."

"Oh..." He paused, then asked with concern, "Something happened to Professor Tomino?"

"I heard he drank too much last night and took the JR line to Kyushu in a drunken stupor." Fujiwara-sensei said with a hint of sarcasm, "He was drunk but at least he knew to take the train and didn't sleep on the tracks. Otherwise, we would only be seeing Tomino-sensei on the news today."

"..."

So even teachers can be unreliable sometimes… Kotekawa Kami scratched his head, and as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, turned back, and hesitated before saying, “Teacher, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you.”

Fujiwara-sensei glanced at him, took out a thick stack of leave slips from her drawer, and placed them right in front of him: "Write down how many days of leave you want."

“No, I’m not asking for leave.” He twitched his lips and said, “It’s the old school building in the back.”

"The old school building?" Mr. Fujiwara's expression immediately turned serious. "What happened?"

"It shouldn't be considered..." Kotekawa Kami said cautiously, "It's mainly because those students inside have been locked up for too long, so they asked me to come and ask if we could find a specific time to let them out for some fresh air?"

Fujiwara-sensei stared straight at him without saying a word, but her face clearly said, "Are you kidding me?"

"Everything I said is true." He said sincerely.

Fujiwara-sensei shifted her posture and frowned slightly, her sparse eyebrows furrowing: "You're still in contact with them?"

"Oh, I go over there occasionally."

Fujiwara-sensei immediately turned her head to look.

“They are all pitiful children. I will help them as much as I can. My master often teaches me to accumulate good deeds.” He explained, and then added, “Teacher, wouldn’t you like to accumulate more good deeds as well?”

Fujiwara-sensei looked at him expressionlessly: "Am I that immoral?"

"A little bit, but not much." Kotekawa Kamimi held up two fingers.

"You're so glib!" Fujiwara-sensei knew that Kotegawa was referring to the time when he had taken his granddaughter there without permission.

He changed the subject, saying, "I'll ask the chairman about this for you, but he'll probably bring up some additional conditions. If you really want to help them, you'd better be prepared."

After thinking for a moment, Kotekawa Kami said, "If it's too difficult, then forget it. If it really doesn't work, I'll just come here a couple more times at night and let them out for some fresh air."

"..." Fujiwara-sensei pointed to the door and said expressionlessly, "Get out!"

The young man skipped away happily.

Chapter Fifty-Six is ​​indeed a traditional art.

The morning classes passed quickly. Kotekawa Kamimi stood up, stretched, and walked out of the classroom with Takanashi Hanamai, who was carrying a lunchbox.

Little Bird Swimming and Flower Dance stepped into Class One, which was diagonally opposite.

Now, Glasses-kun goes to see his senior, Ogasawara, every day at noon, and it's just the three of them eating lunch together now.

Kotekawa Kamimi glanced at Class 1, then turned and walked towards the cafeteria outside the teaching building.

Hu Tao also missed class; her father locked her in a dark room, and they're currently having a cold war.

The young priest didn't go home or stay in the hospital. It's said that after learning his father was back, he quietly went through the discharge procedures and slipped away.

The father and son, and father and daughter of the Shirakawa family have a very harmonious relationship.

"If my son dares to cause trouble like this in the future, I'll beat him so badly that even his mother won't recognize him!" He had just muttered this when he suddenly saw the bespectacled guy rushing towards the club building, carrying a bag of fried noodles, bread, and drinks.

He paused, somewhat surprised.

So that Ogasawara-senpai also has such a... good appetite?

"Being able to eat is a blessing, and having a lucky girlfriend makes Glasses Guy a lucky man too!" The young man sighed as he entered the cafeteria. Just as he was about to order, his peripheral vision caught sight of a familiar short-haired figure.

He thought he was seeing things, and subconsciously turned his head to look... He saw Himawari Ogasawara, whose face didn't look too good.

"Eh? Ogasawara is sitting here? Who did Glasses-kun deliver lunch to?" He hesitated for a moment, then walked over and greeted him, "Good afternoon, Ogasawara-senpai."

Hearing the voice, Ogasawara Himawari raised her head and bowed slightly: "Good afternoon, Kotegawa-kun."

She wasn't in a good mood... Kamiko Kotekawa noticed this, thought for a moment, and asked directly, "On my way here, I saw Sorata carrying bread to the club building. Was he delivering lunch to someone?"

Mentioning this made Himawari Ogasawara's face even more grim. She whispered, "It's for a few seniors in the light music club... those guys have Sorata deliver lunch to them at this time every day..."

At this point, she took a deep breath, looked at Kotegawa Kami with a blazing fire in her eyes: "Sorata won't let me interfere, so Kotegawa-kun, I want to ask you to do something for me. I know you're a bounty hunter and very strong... Please help me with this!"

"The Light Music Club..." Kotegawa Kamimi exclaimed, "Oh, so they were bullied by their seniors?" He took out his phone and said, "Forget about the request, just tell me the names of those guys, Ogasawa-senpai, and I'll go take care of them right now!"

Himawari Ogasawara hesitated for a moment and said, "Treating them is one thing, but I... I mainly want to..." She lowered her voice and said, "I mainly want to get Sorata to leave the club... If a lower-year student embarrasses an upper-year student, their reputation won't be good... Not everyone is as capable as Kotegawa-kun, who can break common sense; besides, Sorata isn't happy at all in the light music club, so I want him to leave that kind of place."

"Is that so?" Kotekawa Kami pondered for a moment and said, "If that's the case, I think it should be soon. Although Glasses-kun is a nice guy, even nice guys have their tempers. But just in case, I'll tell you the names of those people. At least we can get our revenge."

"Thank you, Kotegawa-kun."

Kotekawa Kami waved his hand, ordered his usual lunch, and the table was full of food. They started eating bowl after bowl.

Himawari Ogasawara, who had originally wanted to invite him to eat with her, silently changed her mind. Her eyes were filled with disbelief. Could they really finish all of this? Was this really the amount of food a human could eat?

Kami Kotegawa's appetite has noticeably increased recently, but apart from his appetite, no other significant changes have been observed.

He has a talent called "Gluttony," which he received from a giant monk some time ago, but he hasn't fully figured out its use yet.

The food at school is just average, but the portions are generous and the prices are reasonable. Also, because I helped with patrols at the girls' dormitory last time, Ms. Fujiwara gave me a lot of meal vouchers, so I basically don't have to spend any money on lunch for a while.

After all the meal tickets are used up, the opening ceremony of the Kanto Exorcism Competition will be held. Mr. Fujiwara said that if we win, no matter what reward the school will give us, he will first buy each member of the Exorcism Club a whole year's worth of meal tickets.

Therefore, Kotegawa Kami considered having Yuka and Glasses-kun also register at the exorcism club.

As the saying goes, "Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders," meaning you should take advantage of any opportunity to profit...

Of course, the prerequisite is to win the championship.

He had also assessed his own abilities and felt that with his current skills, even if someone held him back, he still had a great chance of winning the championship. Of course, man proposes, God disposes; if he really couldn't win, then he should just focus on participating and not risk his life for it.

He ate his meal slowly and deliberately, not in a hurry at all.

A few minutes later, the bespectacled guy returned, sweating profusely, holding a bottle of ice-cold orange soda. He placed it apologetically opposite Ogasawara-senpai and then hurried off to order food.

"There really are high-achieving students everywhere," Kotekawa Kami said calmly.

From the time he started elementary school, he would beat up older students who came to cause trouble, and he continued doing so until the first year of junior high school... After that, no one bothered him anymore.

After lunch, he left the cafeteria, took a walk behind the school, and then wandered around the club building. He found the activity room where the Light Music Club was located, and looked inside. Several older students were gathered together, laughing loudly, with bread wrappers and beverage bottles scattered on the ground.

Kotekawa Kami thought for a moment, put his hands in his pockets, and kicked the door open.

The four people inside were startled and turned to look at the door. When they saw Kotekawa Kami's physique, they were startled again. But after realizing that it was a first-year uniform, they breathed a sigh of relief and their faces showed arrogance and anger.

Kamiko Kotekawa tilted her chin up and asked, "Want to fight?"

A tall, thin boy sitting on the table jumped down and said in a effeminate tone, "You brat, do you want to die? How dare you cause trouble for your senior?"

"Hmm?" Kotegawa Kami took a step forward and strode over.

A stool was thrown over.

Kami Kotekawa took it with one hand, clenched his right fist, and with a burst of power, ripped a huge hole in the seat!

The four people opposite were instantly dumbfounded, especially the tall, thin boy who threw the chair over; his lips trembled.

"Puff! Puff!"

Without warning, all four of them knelt down, kowtowed, and loudly proclaimed in a dogeza (a traditional Japanese kneeling posture) position, "We are so sorry!"

Actually, Kami Kotekawa regretted it after he finished hitting the chair. It wasn't because his hand hurt; he looked at the broken chair, a small white note stuck to the chair leg, and the name "Honba Sorata" written on it...

He silently put down the stool, and looked at the tall, thin boy who had just casually stepped on it, his eyes flashing with anger.

The Nightmare Domain spread out, and the four people kneeling on the ground fainted all at once.

He walked over, gave the group a good beating, altered their memories, and then swaggered away.