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

"It's so lively!" Kotegawa's eyes were filled with nostalgia as he recalled the temple fair he had visited at the foot of the mountain in his previous life.

The girl next to me, Kotori Hanamaru, wholeheartedly agreed: "You only see scenes like this during the New Year, right? Oh, right! I heard that Fukuoka has a festival every July, I think it's called the Tondako Festival? It's even more lively than this, I've seen videos of it."

At that moment, Glasses-kun hurriedly tugged at Kotegawa's sleeve and pointed in a certain direction.

"Furutegawa, Furutegawa, look over there!"

Kotegawa subconsciously looked in the direction he was pointing. A dozen meters away, five girls dressed like dolls in pink and white knee-length tulle dresses were being photographed by a group of people.

"It's a Lolita-style dress!" the bespectacled guy exclaimed in surprise. "I've only ever seen this kind of dress in anime!"

Kotegawa Kami said "Oh," and said, "It looks pretty good, but Mikazuki would definitely look even better in it. Hmm, from now on, I'll make sure Mikazuki only wears it for him."

Hu Tao sized them up and said, "They should all be cosplay enthusiasts from the community, and they are at least twenty-five years old."

"Huh? Twenty-five years old?" The bespectacled man was taken aback, his eyes widening as he craned his neck to look, muttering, "You can't tell at all."

"Don't underestimate a girl's makeup skills." Kotekawa Kami patted his shoulder and looked around.

There are quite a few social savvy people like the "Five Lolita Sisters," scattered around, which can be considered a unique sight.

Many tourists were also seen walking around with selfie sticks or other odd equipment, occasionally talking into their phones.

Suddenly, Takanashi Hanamai bumped him with her arm, snorted, and put her fingers behind her back, her cheeks puffing out like a little hamster.

Kotekawa Kami paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have heard the second half of Kotori's sentence, or that he had been interrupted.

No wonder you're unhappy.

His mind raced, and he tentatively suggested, "If you have time next weekend, let's go shopping for clothes together?"

Takanashi Hanako paused for a moment, turned to look at him with surprise in her eyes, and hummed in agreement.

"Let's go, it's our turn."

The little priest's outfit—half-length hunting robe and a tall eboshi hat—is very eye-catching, especially since he's quite good-looking.

In fact, they had only been standing there for less than a minute when they attracted countless admiring glances, and some people were even pointing their phones at them.

The Shirakawa siblings' father was a very handsome man. Kurumi's beauty made Kotegawa lose his mind, let alone others.

Besides the two siblings, Kotegawa Kami, dressed in a black robe, was even more dignified and handsome, the kind of person you wouldn't forget after just one glance.

The fact that the three of them were wearing "Exorcism Society" armbands, and that Kotegawa Kamimi was carrying a long sword that didn't look like a prop at all, was probably why no one dared to come over and talk to them.

Kotegawa Kami and the little priest led the way, one on each side, with the two girls and the slightly nervous bespectacled guy following behind.

The five of them went to the front of the stage and met the student council members.

They worked with the security guards to maintain order and also took care of the performance clubs' registration.

Kami Kotegawa wrote his name on the sign-in sheet.

The person in charge of receiving the clubs was a girl. She looked them over carefully and gave them a very polite smile: "Please wait five minutes. After the Light Music Club's performance, it will be the Exorcism Club's turn."

Kotekawa Kami thanked him and led his friends toward the stage, where there were several rows of simple seats for people to rest before going on stage.

The student council girl with braided hair and round-framed glasses remained standing, watching them walk past. She adjusted her glasses, took out her phone, and typed rapidly: "The exorcism club has appeared! Come on stage in five minutes!"

She posted that sentence on the forum, in a thread titled "Campus Festival Clubs Real-time Updates." After posting it, she hesitated for a moment, then quietly turned on her webcam. Her heart began to pound. She first glanced at the other side like a thief, then quietly aimed and adjusted the focus.

Just then, Kami Kotekawa turned around, blinked, raised his right hand, and gave a "yeah" sign.

The girl was startled, but subconsciously pressed the shutter button. She quickly put down her phone, looked at him shyly, and hurriedly sat up straight.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she posted the photo below the thread she had just made, writing, "He's so kind!"

At the same moment, on the rooftop of the teaching building, two middle-aged men who had a very advantageous view suddenly noticed that a large number of people were rushing towards the stadium, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is a popular club making an appearance? Let me see, it's the Light Music Club's program now?"

"No cheers? Maybe it's the next one?"

Two middle-aged men, sitting cross-legged on the roof, muttered to themselves as they opened cans of beer and ate and drank with the huge amount of takoyaki they had just bought.

When is your second child coming?

"His university is only a ten-minute walk from here, he should be there soon."

"Then you'd better keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't cause trouble."

"He's reliable!"

In Class 1 of the first grade, Yuka ran up to Mikazuki, who was standing in front of a table of senior guests from the upper grades, and held up her phone, saying, "Seisho, it's almost Kotegawa and the others' turn to appear. Do you want to go watch?"

Mikazuki Haruka thought for a second, then nodded: "Let's go see."

The third-year student sitting next to me, looking at the menu, glanced at it and asked with a smile, "Huh? Who is Kotegawa? Why do two such cute junior girls remember him?"

“Kotegawa, he’s the head of the exorcism syndicate,” Yuka said casually. “He’s also her boyfriend.”

The three third-grade boys' faces changed immediately upon hearing the name of the exorcism club.

Is that Kotegawa?!

The boy who had just asked who Kotegawa was stood there with his mouth agape, unable to speak for a long time.

Mikazuki Seisakusaku said, "Excuse me," and ran away from the classroom with Yuka.

Most of the class is here, so the two of them aren't missing.

After leaving the classroom, Youjia said, "Next time you encounter a guy who only wants to chat up without ordering food, just ignore him, no matter if he's an upperclassman or not. You have to understand, there are far fewer people with normal brains in the world than those with abnormal brains!"

"Well, compared to the customers I sometimes encounter in the store, they are incredibly childish."

"Huh? You were harassed while working at the store?!"

"Don't worry, the store manager is a very nice person. She will handle it when she encounters customers like that."

"Manager Amamiya is really good. Unlike other bosses who are selfish and only think about making money, she is not a good person. If you ask me, since she is with Kotegawa and will get married in the future, why not learn to rely on him? She should spend her time studying and on him."

Mikazuki shook his head without hesitation: "We're not married yet! Besides, I'm doing just fine right now, and I get along very well with Kotegawa."

"But wouldn't that be better?"

“Youjia, even if we’re girlfriends, I can’t be so willful as to ask him to support me. He’s still a student! He hasn’t entered the workforce yet.”

Yujia scratched the back of her head.

Mikazuki continued, "If it's really like you say, I'm afraid that one day in the future I'll become a woman who's subservient to him, and I'm also afraid that I'll completely lose the ability to live independently. Love isn't about one person supporting the other; that kind of life would probably be exhausting for both of us, right?"

"Boyfriend?" Yuka wondered, "How does it feel to have a boyfriend? Are you happy? Are you satisfied? Is Kotegawa any good?"

Something didn't seem right. Mikazuki asked her, "When does Kotegawa's show start?"

"Hmm, about a minute left?"

"Come on!"

At the main gate of Kano Academy, a young man chewing gum and with his hands in his pockets looked at the words "Kano Festival," whistled, and turned to say, "Big brother, second brother, shall we go check out the festival first? We can settle things with our little sister after the festival! Let's meet some cute high school girls first!"

A man dressed in a loose kimono, nearly two meters tall and resembling a bear, stood behind him and asked in a low voice, "Third brother, did Dad really say that all three of us brothers should come and help our little sister get revenge?"

“Brother, this kid has always been one to act like he owns the place. It must be that Dad called him here alone, and he was afraid of losing face, so he called the two of us over.” Another man, slightly shorter but still nearly 1.9 meters tall and muscular, spoke up. He had a buzz cut and a fleshy face.

The two standing behind the young man looked like two iron towers.

The boy, chewing gum, spread his hands: "Second brother, how could you call Dad a chicken feather?"

"I didn't say that!"

The man in the kimono looked around and said in a deep voice, "Alright, second brother, since we're already here, let's go in and take a look. After all, he's just a kid; a little lesson will suffice. Let's go in and not waste time."

The second and third brothers obediently stepped forward, and the crowd in front of them subconsciously made way for them.

Below the arena, the bespectacled man said nervously, "Why do I feel like I can't breathe?"

The little bird, playing among the flowers, lowered its head slightly, feeling a chill run down its spine.

A few minutes ago, when everyone arrived, it felt like there were already many people there.

However, just a few minutes later, the surroundings were completely dark, with layers upon layers of people, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that there was a huge crowd.

Kamiko Kotekawa exclaimed in shock, "This is the Tokyo school festival? The level of excitement is truly beyond my imagination!"

"No, most schools don't seem to be this lively." Hu Tao felt something was off. Since the beginning, countless eyes had been fixed on them.

On stage, the Light Music Club was singing an anime song, but a few seconds ago, the tune they were playing went wrong.

Perhaps they were also startled by the sudden surge of people.

The bespectacled guy sitting closest to the stage was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. Watching the seniors who used to tease him on stage now sweating profusely and looking flustered and embarrassed, he felt a surge of satisfaction at first, followed by uncontrollable panic and fear. It was just a rehearsal and so many people were watching. If it were the actual performance in the afternoon, could he really perform steadily? Or would he really be so scared that his hands would shake, his mind would go blank, and he would ruin everything that everyone had worked so hard to prepare?

Then everyone will laugh at me, saying that even Ogasawara-senpai would look down on me.

What to do? His eyes were filled with regret. Had he made a hasty decision back then?

The rhythm on stage became increasingly chaotic, and the members of the Light Music Club finally couldn't withstand the gazes of the audience. They hurriedly bowed and thanked them, then left the stage somewhat disheveled, carrying their instruments.

The host was also worried for them, so he quickly went up to the front, stood in a good position, suppressed his nervousness, took a deep breath, and said loudly into the microphone: "Next is the rehearsal of the exorcism team!"

While discussing the performance details with the junior priest, Furutekawa Kami stood up, took his sword, and slowly walked towards the stage.

The young priest, with a serious expression and paler cheeks, followed closely behind him.

There are only three people in the exorcism society who can fight, and Hu Tao doesn't even lift a finger. For such a big stage, it's really too empty and lonely to have only two people on it.

But it's okay, it's okay.

Kotekawa Kami stood on the stage and looked around. The entire playground was almost full of people, and countless eyes were focused on him and the little priest.

This invisible yet tangible pressure is something most people can't withstand.

He turned his head to look at the young priest and asked, "Are you nervous?"

"Who isn't nervous?" the junior priest asked, trying to keep a straight face, his voice trembling slightly.

"Why are you so nervous? Aren't you a trainee idol? You can sing, dance, and rap. You must have seen this kind of scene before, except for not knowing how to play basketball, right?"

Listening to his seemingly casual conversation, the junior priest took a deep breath and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and finish the performance so we can go back!"

Kotekawa Kami shut his mouth and led him to the front of the stage, where they stood on either side of the stage, one clasping his hands in a fist salute and the other bowing towards the audience.

A huge cheer and applause suddenly erupted from the audience, the sound waves rolling like a tidal wave.

On the rooftop of the teaching building, two middle-aged men were looking at the stage through binoculars.

Shirakawa Taizan asked in bewilderment, "That kid is so popular?"