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

Shirakawa Kurumi looked on in amazement: "Barrier array, Yin-Yang runes... The Ghost Stories Society really knows how to play!"

“Yes, that’s why they crashed.” Kotekawa Kami responded, took out his armband, put it on his arm, walked to the security gate of the Kaidansha, and knocked on it a few times.

A short while later, the door opened a crack, and a short boy wearing a black hood said in a low voice, "The Ghost Stories Club does not accept visitors. If you want to borrow ghost stories, please go to the Ghost Stories section of the library."

Kotekawa Kami pointed to his armband: "No, we are from the Exorcism Society, here to investigate something."

Hiding in the hood, the short boy paused for a moment, then muttered to himself, "Damn it, I guess I was noticed after all."

The door slammed shut the next second.

A boy's voice came from inside the door: "I know you! The Exorcism Club! The school's lackeys! Get out of here! The Ghost Stories Club doesn't welcome you!"

Outside the door, the three people were stunned at the same time, and then their faces darkened.

You little rascal, you sure have a sweet tongue!

Shirakawa Kurumi coldly replied, "Give me ten minutes!"

"No need, there's an easier way." Kotekawa Kami looked at the door expressionlessly and said, "Open the door!"

Hu Tao and the little priest were speechless as they looked at him.

Is this the simpler method you're looking for?

Use your brain! Nobody would cooperate!

But the next second, the door opened... wide open.

The two siblings were stunned again, not understanding what was going on.

Kotegawa Kami stared at the burning candles inside, and at the group of equally dumbfounded men, all wearing hoods.

He stepped inside and calmly said, "Turn on the lights and cooperate with the investigation!"

Chapter 61 Recovering the Tsukumogami (4200)

On the ceiling of the exorcism shrine, only one of the four slender incandescent light bulbs was still working properly; the other three were flickering wildly, making people dizzy.

The flickering light created a very scary atmosphere, like something out of a horror movie.

Kami Kotekawa raised his hand and turned off the switch, rubbed his temples, and understood why these people had lit candles.

So the light has been broken for a long time!

That's really interesting. They have time to do all sorts of random things, but no time to fix or replace broken lights.

The candles on the table were still burning, so the room wasn't completely dark, though it didn't really affect him.

He pulled over three stools and sat down with his two friends, his gaze sweeping across the other side of the table where four men and three women were already standing in three rows.

"Take off the hood and mask first."

The seven people did as instructed, as if they were perfectly in sync.

Putting aside the fact that Kamiko Kotekawa was good-looking, the Shirakawa siblings also had excellent eyesight and could clearly see the faces of everyone opposite them by candlelight.

The junior priest whispered, "Four are second-year students, and three are first-year students."

There are slight differences in the school uniforms for each grade, which are all reflected in the collar: first graders wear blue, second graders wear red, and third graders wear yellow.

Kotekawa Kami's gaze swept over them, then he looked at the short guy who had called them lackeys: "What's your name? What class are you in?"

The short boy, his eyes lifeless and his expression blank, answered, "Nitta Ryuya, Class 5, Grade 1."

Shirakawa Nozomi, with a cold expression, meticulously wrote everything down in his notebook.

On the other side, Hu Tao had a strange expression: "He's in my class? But I don't think I've ever seen him before?"

"How many boys are there in your class?" Kotegawa asked casually.

"...Around ten or eight? Or a dozen or so?" Hu Tao was very uncertain.

Seeing that Kotekawa Kami didn't ask any more questions, he looked at her deeply and said, "It's okay, they're all insignificant characters anyway. As long as they have me in their hearts, that's enough."

On the other side, Shirakawa Nozomi looked up in surprise.

Hu Tao playfully punched him with her fist, then said shyly, "But there are so many people here! Let's talk about it when no one's around."

Getting back to the point, Kamiko Kote looked at Tatsuya Nitta, pointed to the boxed chicken breast on the table that looked like it was being processed, and continued to ask, "What are you doing?"

"...to be used as offerings to ghosts and gods."

"spirits?"

The three stared at the chicken breast meat on the table, which was being chopped into a mosaic-like paste, and couldn't understand what kind of ghost would want to eat this stuff.

If ghosts really liked eating chicken, then a trade industry would have been formed in this society long ago, right?

"Could he be lying?" Hu Tao said softly.

“No, at least not at this time.” Kotegawa pointed to the clumps of things on the table, along with some leaves and grass of unknown species, and said, “If they’re not being used as offerings, are you planning to cook them for yourselves?”

Hu Tao immediately expressed her disgust; it was too gruesome to look at.

Meanwhile, the junior priest on the other side continued to meticulously record his notes.

What about spirits that cause harm?

"The spirit object... the spirit object was brought by Tamura-senpai..." Nitta Ryuya answered dreamily, "It's a piece of paper, it wants to play games with us, but... but..."

At this point, his face unconsciously paled, and his lips trembled uncontrollably: "Once we participated, it... it made us do a lot of strange things."

Kotegawa Kami said thoughtfully, "For example?"

"Eating raw chicken, drinking water while upside down, peeing while upside down..."

The three listened in silence.

The junior priest frowned: "You all did as instructed?"

Nitta Ryu didn't answer either, so Kotegawa Kami asked again.

“We must follow the rules, or something terrible will happen,” Nitta Ryuya mumbled in response.

Hu Tao tilted her head and said, "It sounds like a wild tsukumogami."

The young priest frowned and looked at Nitta Ryuya, asking, "Why won't you answer me?"

"..."

Once again ignored, the junior priest couldn't hold back his anger, and even the veins on his forehead throbbed.

"Don't worry about such details." Kotekawa Kami patted him on the shoulder and then asked, "Such a dangerous thing, didn't you ever think of reporting it to the Special Division and the school?"

"Senior Tamura said that we just haven't discovered how to use spiritual objects yet. Once we do, we will definitely be able to master supernatural powers!"

The junior priest said coldly, "Even the lowest-ranking tsukumogami can wipe you out completely, leaving not even bones behind!"

As expected, he was ignored once again.

Kotekawa Kami also sighed slightly, recalling the boss he had dealt with a few days ago and the three girls he had rescued.

If what Tamura said is true, once we win over that tsukumogami, will we use each other to do bad things?

It's highly likely they will, regardless of their motivation...

He tapped the table with his fingers and slowly asked, "Where is that spiritual object?"

"Mr. Tamura always carried it with him."

"What about Tamura-senpai?"

Tatsuya Nitta's gaze grew increasingly vacant: "N-I don't know. Tamura-senpai was injured and didn't come to school."

The three looked at each other, and Kotekawa Kami nodded. He then looked at the six people still standing beside him and asked, "Does anyone know Tamura-senpai's home address? Or does anyone know what grade and class he's in?"

"Class 3, Grade 3"

"Third graders again?" Kotegawa was growing increasingly disliked the older students at this school.

He scanned the small activity room again before uttering his final question: "Hand over all the contraband from your club! Anything even remotely related to the supernatural!"

The seven people instinctively scattered and began rummaging through drawers and boxes.

With a blank expression, Nitta Ryūya tidied up the tattered boxes of chicken breast on the table.

Kotekawa Kamimi pointed and said, "Wrap these things up and throw them in the trash can outside!"

Then Nitta, carrying a large bag, left the clubhouse and never returned.

Ten minutes later, Kotekawa Kami, carrying a bundle made of coarse cloth, left with the Shirakawa siblings.

The bundle was filled with all sorts of strange things: a carving of a demon, a worn-out fountain pen, books on mysticism, a stone engraved with unknown symbols, and an urn of ashes that had been found somewhere... These guys really know how to have fun.

The Shirakawa siblings followed behind him without saying a word, exchanging glances filled with deep confusion.

Why did it go so smoothly this time?

And why do they only cooperate with Kotegawa?

Hu Tao thought and thought, but still couldn't figure it out, so she tentatively asked, "Furutegawa, what happened just now?"

"Oh, it was just a little bit of simple hypnosis. Those people from the exorcism society were in poor spirits and probably often stayed up all night, so this little trick worked very easily."

"Hypnosis? You know hypnosis?" the little priest couldn't help but ask, "How do you know so much?"

"No, right?" Kotekawa Kami said casually, "In our line of work, you should be able to do everything except give birth."

The young priest was silent for a moment, then asked, "Can you fly?"

"..."

Hu Tao immediately curled the corners of her mouth.

The young priest looked at him and asked again, "Then can you hypnotize me?"

"what?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to experience what it feels like to be hypnotized."

"Are you serious?"

"You can give it a try, although I think you're unlikely to succeed."