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

Mikazuki Seisakusho's eyes were filled with him too. She said, "Let's go to school after get off work."

"Be careful with your car when you go to school because of the bad weather."

"Yes, it's okay."

Standing behind the cashier, Sachiko Amamiya pondered seriously whether she should raise the requirements of the job posting. It was really strange; the requirements she offered were already quite high, yet still, very few people were willing to apply…

The coffee shop was bustling with people. After exchanging a few words with Kotegawa Kamimi, Mikazuki immediately went to work. Kotegawa Kamimi bought Yuka some snacks and coffee, then waved to her and left alone, carrying an umbrella, heading to school.

Chapter Seventy-Three: The Eve of the Festival (Part Two)

Among the many high schools in Bunkyo Ward, especially private schools, Kano Gakuen is not particularly outstanding. Its campus atmosphere and college entrance rate are only average.

The reason why Kotegawa Kamimi was able to get into this school is because Kano was the only school among the several schools that Kenji's uncle contacted for him that was willing to conduct an online interview with him, and he passed it.

So he came.

However, compared to other schools that hold their school festivals in April, September, or November, Kano Academy insists on holding it during the damp and humid rainy season. While there's nothing wrong with that, it's certainly a bit odd, at least that's what Kotegawa thinks.

Outside the main gate of the campus, a red banner that read "Luye Campus Festival" was stuck to the wall, still damp.

He glanced at it, then stepped inside.

Although the timing of the school festival was a bit unusual, the students' enthusiasm remained high.

The entire campus has already begun to be decorated.

Fireworks, ribbons, standees of various anime characters that can be seen every now and then, colorful little light bulbs, and wood for a bonfire covered with plastic sheeting on the playground in the distance—everywhere exudes a festive atmosphere.

It is said that a group of cosplay enthusiasts will walk around the campus several times that day.

Some people even approached him and Takanashi, wanting them to join the spy group, but he thought about it and declined; he's not one to seek the limelight.

Takanashi Hanamai refused even more decisively because the role she was asked to play required her to show her back, and the skirt was very short, which she really disliked.

Besides the two of them, Yuka, Mikazuki, and the Shirakawa siblings were also contacted.

But without exception, all of them refused.

The person who planned this event must be out of their mind. The clothes they found for the girls were all made with very little fabric. At first, Kotekawa didn't think anything of it, but a few guys who were planning to pester the girls to agree to the date did so when Kotekawa crushed a corner of the table. Under his gentle gaze, those guys were so scared that they almost had a heart attack and finally ran away in a panic.

Since then, several more people in the school have avoided him.

Although it wasn't his intention, it's still fine.

Because he really hates those guys who say "SmithMassai, I'm sorry to trouble you" while shamelessly causing trouble and thinking it's their duty.

I refuse to associate with any of those kinds of people, regardless of gender.

He strolled leisurely with his hands behind his back, his gaze returning from the bustling club building and indoor gymnasium, passing through the teaching building, and heading towards the exorcism club surrounded by bamboo groves.

As he got closer, he suddenly saw three girls sitting with their legs curled up in the corridor under the eaves of the activity room, talking quietly together.

He was somewhat surprised. Although other students were not completely prohibited from coming here, they were still reminded not to come here unless necessary due to the dangers of cultivation and the quietness of the club.

He glanced at them a few times and noticed the small red armbands on their left arms. After a moment's thought, he walked over.

When the three girls saw someone coming, they became a little nervous and stood up from the floor.

Kami Kotekawa stopped three meters away, looked at the girl who was clearly a second-year high school student, and asked, "Who are you?"

This senior student wore orange round-framed glasses on her nose, had short hair that reached her ears, and a slightly sharp gaze.

She also sized up Kotegawa Kamimi and said, "We are members of the newspaper club. We heard that the Exorcism Club will make its first public appearance during the school festival, so we would like to interview the Exorcism Club. Junior, are you a member of the Exorcism Club?"

Kotekawa Kami looked at her, then at the two girls behind her who looked a little nervous, and asked curiously, "Senior, if I remember correctly, the school should have issued a rule prohibiting interviews with the exorcism club, right?"

This wasn't what they requested, but rather what Fujiwara-sensei said.

He seemed to be bothered by the fact that Kano Academy never had an exorcism club, so he was eager to give other schools a huge surprise during the exorcism competition. This is also a major reason why even Kano's exorcism club remains a mystery to the students.

The senior student looked at him without changing her expression: "Although I don't know why the school would issue such a brain-dead requirement, most students are obviously more interested in learning more about the exorcism club. If you don't believe me..."

She took out her phone, tapped a few times, and pointed the screen at him. It displayed a statistical table.

"This is the poll from the forum. A total of 637 people participated, and 95% of the votes were for 'want to know more about the Exorcism Society'!" the senior student said in a light voice.

Kotekawa Kami glanced at it, his gaze calm, and said, "It accounts for 95%... and then what?"

"Then we really hope that the exorcism society can cooperate with us."

"Is that your reason?" A hint of pressure appeared in Kotekawa Kami's eyes. "Have you considered whether this might cause trouble for the Exorcism Club?"

The senior student bowed slightly: "I apologize if this is any trouble, but I still hope you can grant me a little interview, even if it's just to answer a few questions. Please! This is the shared wish of all 650 students!"

She spoke with conviction, and although she made a request, Kotegawa only sensed a firm attitude.

This hit a nerve with him.

"Just because so many of you are curious, we have to cooperate? If you want someone to die, does that mean that person has to die too?"

"Junior!" The senior's tone became a little more serious: "We just want to do a regular interview. As your junior, please cooperate."

Kotekawa Kami looked at her and slowly said, "Are you sure you want to use this to pressure me?"

The trick that usually worked every time on juniors seemed to have suddenly stopped working. The senior felt a little flustered. Hearing this, she suddenly realized the special nature of the Exorcism Club and said in a soft tone, "Please don't misunderstand; moreover, if this junior accepts the interview, it will be a great exposure for your club. Perhaps you can gain everyone's support. It's almost a win-win situation."

“Senior…” Kotekawa Kami took out his phone and texted Fujiwara-sensei, still calmly saying, “If you had said that first, I might have considered asking the teacher for you, but please leave now. The Exorcism Club will not accept interviews from the news department.”

The senior student's face darkened as she stared at Kotegawa Shinmi: "You think you can be the head of an exorcism club?"

“As long as I’m still in this school, what I just said will still stand.” Kotekawa Kami took out the white-lettered black armband that belonged to the Exorcism Club, put it on his arm, and said, “If you don’t leave, I’m going to file a complaint with the student council and the dean of students for affecting the Exorcism Competition.”

The senior stared at Kotekawa Kamimi for a while, her expression slightly cold, and said, "I hope you won't regret this, junior... let's go."

She led the two girls who hadn't said a word past him and headed towards the teaching building.

Kotegawa Kami turned around, sat under the eaves, and watched quietly.

This senior's methods are quite dirty; not only did she secretly record him, she also dared to secretly film him.

Moreover, he remained expressionless throughout, clearly a veteran.

With her back to Kotegawa Kami, the senior student, thinking she hadn't been discovered, curled up a smug smile.

It's fine if they don't accept the interview. As long as we put this recording and video on the forum later, the news click rate will be guaranteed, and this impolite junior will also know what regret is.

Hmph, he probably never imagined that by tomorrow, the whole school would know him...

As she was thinking this, her phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the number and saw the name "Fujiwara-sensei" on it. She wanted to hang up, but then she thought of Fujiwara-sensei's immense prestige at the school, so she answered the call obediently.

She really didn't dare hang up the phone.

"Good afternoon, Fujiwara-sensei. I am Takayama."

"Gaoshan, the school has clear regulations that the Exorcism Club will not accept any interviews or exposures before the Exorcism Competition. You not only violated this rule, but also dared to engage in unauthorized filming and recording. As the school's dean of students, I will seriously consider whether I should suggest to the student council and the chairman of the board that the news department be reorganized, as well as whether Gaoshan is still suitable to study at Luye."

After saying that, the other end of the phone hung up.

Gao Shan stood there stunned, his face turning pale instantly. He hurriedly dialed back, but the line was always busy.

She stood there dumbfounded, and after a long while, she slowly and stiffly turned around, meeting Kotegawa Kami's calm gaze.

Chapter Seventy-Four: The Eve of the Festival (Part Three)

The voice recorder and the secretly filmed recording device—a pocket-sized, seemingly sophisticated recorder—were handed over by Senior Takayama and placed at the feet of Kamiko Kotekawa. As soon as he stepped on it, these "big items" that she had saved up for almost a year's allowance to buy would turn into trash.

She closed her eyes, already resigned to giving up.

Compared to recording pens and recorders, preserving her studies is the most important thing. Attending a private university costs a lot of money, and with her grades, she is unlikely to get a scholarship. If she is expelled from school because of this, her family might have to pay for her own tuition.

But as a high school sophomore, she couldn't find any formal jobs. By the time she saved enough tuition, she didn't know when it would be. And even if she did save enough money, there was no guarantee that any school would be willing to take her in. It was even uncertain whether she would still be willing to study by then.

She was truly defeated this time, filled with regret and remorse. Two months ago, Kano Academy did not have an exorcism club, so she had somewhat overlooked what an exorcism club really was—it was not an ordinary club at all!

If it weren't for an angry teacher like Fujiwara warning her in advance, if she had posted the news tomorrow, her expulsion would have been a foregone conclusion.

"I'm so sorry, it was my fault!" Senior Gaoshan no longer had her previous haughty attitude. She bent down, but just right, not too low, just enough to let the front of her clothes fall down, revealing two round, snow-white hemispheres.

While still looking down at the recording pen and recorder on the ground, Kotekawa Kami said, "This method is indeed not very pleasing, senpai."

Senior Gao Shan's breathing quickened, and she said urgently, "I really know I was wrong! I'll never do it again! So, please forgive me this time?"

The other two junior colleagues in the news department looked completely bewildered.

“Well, you did make a mistake, senpai, but it's not enough to get you expelled for this.” Kotekawa Kamimi pointed to the ground and said, “Please take all of your belongings back. Things haven't gotten that serious yet. I'm sure you know that even if these things end up on the school forum or some secret website, it won't have much of an impact on us. On the contrary, you, senpai, will not only become the least welcome person in the exorcism club, but you'll also anger Fujiwara-sensei. There are no secrets that stay hidden forever… Don't cry yet, this isn't a threat, I'm just telling you the truth in advance.”

Senior Takayama's face turned completely pale. Although she might not think that being the most unwelcome person in the exorcism club was a big deal—after all, many clubs disliked the newspaper club, so one more wouldn't make much difference—the problem was Fujiwara-sensei...

That old man really could decide her fate, and do so effortlessly.

She looked at the things on the ground and whispered, "I can absolutely guarantee that what we have today will not be exposed!"

Kami looked at her and said again, "I hope that next time you can listen to what others say first... I'll say it one last time, even if all these things are exposed, it won't have any impact on the Exorcism Society, except to increase our dislike for you; and to be honest, we don't care if the outside world finds out. We only refused you earlier because of the rules, understand? Senpai, these things are of no use whatsoever except to harm yourself."

Senior Gao Shan froze, then suddenly looked up in disbelief, saying, "But if those words from the recordings are leaked, won't a lot of people hate you?"

"I don't care if people dislike me," said Kotekawa Shinji. "Perhaps you don't know, but until now, no one has dared to say anything disrespectful to me, so why should I care?"

"How could anyone not care about everyone's opinions?" Senior Gao Shan said blankly.

Kotegawa stood up, took out his keys to open the door: "Go back, it's almost time for club activities, we're not accepting guests."

Senior Gao Shan looked at him with some resentment. After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly gritted her teeth, raised her foot high, and stomped on the recorder and voice recorder with the heel of her round-toed leather shoe, crushing them into pieces one after another.

Kotekawa Kami glanced to the side, pushed open the club door, and stepped inside.

"You saw it all! I will never expose myself!" she shouted towards the club activity room, then squatted down to clean up all the debris before leaving with her entourage, turning back every few steps.

In the activity room, Kotegawa Kami sat in front of the drum set, closed his eyes for a moment, then picked up the drumsticks and began practicing with the sheet music.

The smooth and rhythmic sound of the drum kit soon began, and it was quite pleasant to listen to.

This is the result of his practice over half a month.

Not only did I become proficient in two pieces, but I also gained a deeper understanding of melodies and scores.

Well, aside from being a little nervous about singing.