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

These two people were none other than Yachiyo Shizuya's father, Yachiyo Kishio and Kurumi's father, Shirakawa Taizan.

These two old men have been worried lately, one because of the lottery and the other because of their daughter, but ultimately, it's all because of their daughter.

But sitting around worrying wasn't a solution, so I sneaked in during the school festival and happened to witness this.

All my expectations were dashed with a single kick.

Yachiyo Kishi squatted down, frowned, and said, "The performance only shows basic skills, but it doesn't reveal much. Let my eldest son come instead. He's a senior member of the university's exorcism club, so he'll be good enough to test this kid."

Shirakawa Taizan hesitated for a moment: "Your kids are so reckless. If things get out of hand, it won't be easy to handle."

"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?" Yachiyo Kishio glared, his beard bristling. "It's not like your daughter is challenging him!"

“But my daughter’s heart is with him. If your son really hurts him, that girl Hu Tao might disown me.” Shirakawa Taizan said with a helpless expression.

"As long as my daughter's heart isn't with him, that's fine."

"But Xiao Jingmi is only thinking about how to make friends with Hu Tao. If she makes such a fuss, isn't she afraid that Hu Tao will also hate her?"

Yachiyo Kishio's eyes widened, and he slapped his thigh: "Then let the second son go! He's the vanguard of the exorcism club at university, and his strength is much weaker than the eldest son's."

"Of all your sons, the second one has the worst heart and likes to use dirty tricks."

"Then let's go with the third one! The third one should be fine, right? He's only a sophomore this year, still so innocent!"

"Whenever the eldest and second eldest brothers fight, isn't it always him who instigates it? Aren't you ashamed to say such things?"

Yachiyo Kishi's rugged face flushed red instantly, and he exclaimed in exasperation, "This won't do, that won't do! Then who will?"

"Aren't there a fourth and a fifth brother?"

"Huh? I'm asking my son to beat up that kid, not sending my son to be beaten up by him!"

Shirakawa Taizan looked at him expressionlessly, thinking to himself, "You old rascal, you've finally spoken your mind."

Yachiyo Kishio took out his phone and muttered, "It's settled then, let the third brother come!"

Aside from the spirit shrine, Kotekawa Kami turned his gaze away from the school building and the rooftop, glanced at the old man squatting a few meters away watching the short boy still lying on the ground, handed the beechwood sword in his hand to the little priest, went down the steps of the activity room, and stood with Fujiwara-sensei.

The other four members of the Shining Exorcism Society stood nervously to the side; they had overheard Kotegawa's conversation on the phone.

Fujiwara-sensei stood with his hands in his pockets, coldly watching the pool of blood, and glanced at Furudegawa.

Kotegawa said, "If you hold back, you'll only break a few bones at most. But, teacher, I need to make this clear to you first. That kid suddenly drew his knife and tried to attack someone. Legally speaking, that's at least intentional injury or intentional homicide, right? I acted in self-defense, so I don't have to pay compensation!"

The old man, whose face was even more gloomy than the dark clouds above his head, turned his head upon hearing this, his eyes blazing with anger.

Fujiwara-sensei turned and glared at old man Yagi, her voice sharp: "Yagi, you deliberately condoned your students bringing weapons to attack my students in our school? You have some nerve! If you don't have a good explanation today, you'd better wait!"

The old man Yagi stood up, barely suppressing his anger: "Fujiwara, we've known each other for so many years, you know exactly what happened, is this really how it has to be?"

Fujiwara-sensei straightened her hunched back: "I have no idea what's going on! Even if you really want to challenge me, why don't you even follow the basic procedures? You're really getting worse as you get older! Also, did you tell me you would draw your sword? Yagi! I think you're asking for trouble!"

Kotekawa Kami kept saying from the side, "Teacher, we have surveillance footage. If this teacher doesn't believe us, we can watch the video together when the police arrive."

Upon hearing this, both old men were stunned.

Fujiwara-sensei turned to look at her student, her tone and expression subtle, and asked in a low voice, "Did you call the police?"

"We didn't have time yet, we were waiting for you to come." Kotekawa Kami pointed to the gleaming knife on the ground and said, "But shouldn't we have called the police if he had such a big weapon? We were all terrified at the time."

“We were really scared!” Hu Tao nodded, looking at Takanashi, her younger brother, and Glasses-kun.

The three of them quickly nodded in agreement.

Yes, I was terrified!

Fujiwara-sensei remained silent.

Yagi, who was on the other side, immediately lost his temper. He didn't even bother to think about how to teach Kotekawa a lesson. He turned to look at the other four students, barely suppressing his anger: "What exactly is going on?"

A girl said with difficulty, "I got into an argument with them, and when I lost, I drew my sword."

Old man Yagi's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

The girl quickly added, "But no matter what, I would never actually kill someone. He... he just wanted to scare them, he wouldn't really do it."

Kotegawa Kamimi praised her honesty.

Old man Yagi started panting heavily with anger.

Even if you lose an argument, even if you really want to fight, at least use your brain first and define the purpose of the exchange! Otherwise, it's a crime!

Mr. Fujiwara put his hands behind his back and strode forward: "The facts are clear. Drawing a knife on an unarmed student in the schoolyard, Yagi, if you don't give us a satisfactory explanation, you can expect to be prosecuted!"

Old Man Yagi's face changed from black to red, then from red to black, and even turned a little purple, as if a piece of bitter melon was stuck to the back of his tongue, impossible to spit out or swallow.

He lowered his head stiffly: "Fujiwara, I... I apologize on behalf of my student's impulsiveness. We will bear all the losses."

Fujiwara-sensei hummed in agreement and said calmly, "Send your student to the hospital first. Come back next time. If you dare to bring weapons again, don't blame us for handling this strictly."

Old man Yagi didn't say anything more. He bent down, picked up the short boy lying on the ground, glanced at Furudekawa Kami one last time, and left with his men.

After everyone had walked away, Kotegawa asked, "Teacher, was that Mr. Yagi your friend?"

“A friend wouldn’t do something like that,” Fujiwara-sensei said. “He was my high school classmate and also my rival in love.”

Hu Tao jumped down and asked curiously, "So, who won in the end, the teacher or him?"

Speaking of the past, Mr. Fujiwara looked up at the sky with a wistful expression and sighed, "When Yagi and I were arguing so hard that our eyes were red, that girl fell in love with a transfer student and they got together very quickly."

Sorata sat down heavily on the floor, stunned and dazed, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

It is such a wonderful thing to be liked by others.

The scene was quiet for a moment. Fujiwara waved his hand and said, "There's nothing to say about these old stories. Don't stay here. Lock the door and go to the festival. It only happens once a year, so you should enjoy it."

After saying that, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Furutekawa Kamimi said, "I'll stay here and watch the door. I'll practice my drumming later."

The young priest raised his left hand, pointed to the ground, and said, "That knife?"

The group of people left in a hurry; the short boy didn't take his knife, scabbard, or bag.

"Just leave it there. Go to the recycling center up ahead later, and I'll take it to the lost and found." Kotekawa Kami sat down next to the bespectacled guy and continued listening to him play the guitar.

The young priest turned and went back into the activity room.

Takanashi and Kurumi didn't go to play either. They sat in the corridor and chatted about what had just happened. Takanashi Hanamai pondered and said, "Kayou Academy is quite far away. Why would they come all the way here to spar with us? It's not like it's Seikō Girls' Academy."

Kano and Seikatsu have a good relationship and exchange a lot of information. Last time, Fujiwara-sensei even took them there. If it weren't for a little accident, they would have had a proper sparring match instead of what happened today.

“It is indeed a bit strange.” Shirakawa Kurumi nodded in agreement: “Kano Academy used to not even make it past the preliminary rounds of the exorcism competition, while Radiant Academy’s best result was reaching the national competition. Logically speaking, such a weak school should not be taken seriously by them.”

The bespectacled guy stopped playing the guitar, swallowed hard, and asked nervously, "Who's deliberately stirring things up?"

Kotekawa Kami recalled the two groups of people he had just discovered, and after thinking for a while, said, "It's possible that Mr. Yagi is still holding a grudge about his rival from back then, so as soon as he learned that our school had a new exorcism club, he immediately brought people over."

Having seen what happened with Old Man Walnut, I'd better not say anything for now and wait and see what he's up to.

"Oh! That's actually possible!"

Takanashi was very excited: "Listening to my teacher's guitar playing these past few days, I know he must have a lot of stories to tell!"

Hu Tao pondered, "Who hasn't been young? But I really can't imagine what Fujiwara-sensei looked like when he was young."

The bespectacled man quickly said, "Haven't we met Fujiwara Kaori before? Wasn't Fujiwara Kaori beautiful? She must have been quite attractive when she was young, right?"

Kotegawa shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. What if Fujiwara Kaori looks like her mother? Besides, if Fujiwara-sensei was handsome back then, how could she have lost to a transfer student?"

"Maybe it's because the transfer student is more handsome?"

"I think we should pay more attention to inner qualities than appearance! Only when the inner qualities are good can one be truly good!" Glasses Guy emphasized his views on love.

“That’s true!” Hu Tao agreed. “However, some studies have also shown that looking at handsome men can improve your mood, make you feel younger, and is good for your skin and health, making life much happier.”

Takanashi was taken aback, looked at Kotegawa, pondered for a moment, and then looked at Kurumi happily: "That's right, that's exactly it."

The bespectacled man was speechless, then hugged his guitar and silently began playing "Cherry Blossoms".

The melody is slow and leisurely, a little eerie.

Kotegawa and the others turned their heads to look at him.

"How about we go to the festival?" Takanashi Hanamai said. "I'm a little hungry, let's go get something to eat?"

Kotegawa and Kurumi nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, a young priest dressed in a loose hakama hunting robe and wearing an eboshi hat came out of the activity room and looked at Furudegawa: "Before we eat, we need to make a appearance on the stage in the playground."

Kotegawa paused, somewhat confused: "Isn't our program in the afternoon?"

"The official showcase is this afternoon. The clubs that performed in the morning all need to make an appearance, like a program preview." The junior priest glanced at Kurumi: "Didn't she tell you?"

Hu Tao slapped her forehead, a little embarrassed: "I forgot this is his first time participating in a school festival."

Kotekawa Kami glanced at her, then stood up and said, "Wait for me a moment, I need to change my clothes. Should I bring my sword?"

"Take this. I'll throw five fireballs at you in a bit; just chop them off." The little priest waved the talisman in his hand.

His arm wasn't fully healed yet, so he had to use something slightly dangerous to act opposite Kotekawa, but it wasn't dangerous for Kotekawa.

Not long after, Kotegawa walked out wearing a black robe and Hanfu. His clothes fluttered, his posture was upright, his face was dignified, and his eyes were bright and piercing. Instantly, he made the two girls, Takanashi Hanamai and Kurumi, stare in amazement.

The bespectacled man and the little priest were also somewhat lost in thought, their eyes filled with inscrutable emotions.

That's so unfair!

Kotekawa Kami thought for a moment and said, "Five fireballs are too few, not enough to show off. Give me thirty. Don't worry about me not being able to catch them."

"Reimbursement will do," the junior priest said quietly.

Chapter 89 The Exorcism Society's First Appearance (Part Two) (6000)

There are quite a few people on campus dressed in strange clothes. These two days are a rare occasion in the year when people can dress up freely.

The members of the exorcism society appeared on the playground.

This is probably the liveliest place on the entire campus.

An octagonal stage, more than a meter off the ground and nearly half the size of a basketball court, stood in the center. Four rows of passionate young men and women from the kendo club, dressed in white uniforms, stood on it, shouting and swinging their bamboo swords in unison.

The crowd of tourists stretched from around the stage all the way to the four rows of food stalls at the very edge, facing the center.