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

"Why is that?" Honba Sorata looked puzzled, but then a thought suddenly struck him, and he exclaimed in horror, "Could it be that he's planning to steal Yuka's boyfriend? Or does he have designs on Mikazuki?"

Furukawa Kami: "..."

I do have some feelings for Mikazuki, but I wouldn't do anything so tasteless... Kotekawa Kamimi asked, puzzled, "Can't you think of something nice?"

After thinking about it carefully, Sora Honba realized that Kami Kotegawa didn't seem to be the type of person who would be unable to move when he saw a girl.

But Mikazuki is no ordinary girl. She has a youthful face and a great figure. Most girls are not as pretty as her, and their size is not as good as hers.

He looked at Kotegawa Kamimi and asked suspiciously, "Am I right?"

After thinking for a moment, Kotekawa Kami admitted, "I do really like girls like Mikazuki, but I would never do something like stealing someone else's girlfriend; so I was thinking that if I have the chance in the future, I could ask Yuka to help me introduce someone to someone."

"Huh?" Sorata Honba was stunned for a long time before saying, "You want Yuka to introduce you to a girlfriend? Are you worried that you won't find one yourself?"

Kotekawa Kami shook his head, sighed, and said worriedly, "It's not that easy to find."

Sora was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked sad.

Goodness, is it really this difficult even for a handsome guy like Kotegawa?

So, is he destined to be a bachelor for the rest of his life?

He sighed, feeling quite frustrated about his future.

Then he said to Kamiko Kotegawa, "You really do like girls with baby faces like Mikazuki."

“No, a youthful appearance isn’t the point; the point is a broad-minded, easy-to-give-up type of woman…” Kotekawa Kami defended his preferred focus.

"Easy delivery type?" Honba Sorata pondered for a moment, then asked, "Then what would be suitable for wearing a [unclear - possibly a type of clothing]?"

"Well, I don't know...it probably depends on the person, right?"

Kotekawa Kami shook his head, about to say that he hadn't paid attention to this aspect, but suddenly realized that something seemed a little off about his surroundings.

He turned his head as if possessed, and saw that the bustling station entrance just moments before was now as if it had been paused, with everyone looking at them with eyes that seemed to regard them as aliens.

A wave of shame washed over him, and Kotekawa Kami blushed deeply. He grabbed Honba Sorata by the arm and hurriedly left the place.

However, he didn't think it was his problem; talking about what kind of girl one likes is normal. The key issue was what Sora had just said: "..."

It is "弧卑阉芷恕�

Having run a bit too fast, Sora was out of breath: "W-what happened?"

Kotegawa Kami shook his head, not wanting to discuss the topic any further.

Just then, a bus pulled up. He glanced at the route and quickly dragged Sora Honba to the bus stop, which was the bus they needed to take.

After changing buses several times, the two arrived near the Thousand Knife Shop.

The air here smells of fire.

Sorata looked around, occasionally taking photos with his phone.

This was also his first time here.

Kotegawa Kami wasn't in the mood for taking photos for the time being. He looked around for a while, and only after Honjo Sorata had finished taking his photos did he quicken his pace.

There seem to be quite a lot of people here.

There's no need to ask for directions anymore, because the gate of the [Thousand Knife Shop] is right ahead, and you can see it from afar.

The entrance to the knife shop is very imposing, nearly five meters high, with the two large, elegant characters "Qianzi" hanging above it.

Two large stone lion dogs stand at the entrance. Locals call them "komainu," which symbolize guarding the gate, are auspicious, and are said to ward off evil spirits.

I don't know if it's true or not, but basically every special department has one like this at the main entrance.

Sorata looked up with his mouth agape, feeling that the place exuded an aura of wealth from top to bottom.

This is not a place for them at all.

He was too embarrassed to take out the two thousand yen he had in his pocket.

He felt a little scared and wanted to leave.

While he was admiring the gate, Kotegawa Kami took out his notebook and verified his identity with the receptionist at the door—he had to do this, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see the swordsmith.

Ordinary customers will only be led to the shops next door and will not be allowed to go any further unless they want to buy swords that cost tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yen.

Kotegawa Kamimi certainly didn't have that much money, so he could only take advantage of his "bounty hunter" status.

Every knifesmith shop has certain preferential treatment for the "special department" and its staff, which is said to be a tradition that has lasted for countless years.

The receptionist was somewhat surprised by Kotegawa Kami's youth, but only slightly, before pointing out the way and letting them in.

After stepping through the gate, Honba Sorata instinctively wanted to follow another group, but was pulled back by Kotegawa Kami and led to another less crowded path.

Sorata Honba felt a little uneasy and hurriedly said, "It's my first time here, so it's best not to wander around aimlessly, or I might get kicked out."

Kami Kotegawa explained, "That's just the merchandise and visitor area; we don't need to go there."

"Huh?" Honba Sorata was somewhat surprised: "Have you been here before?"

Kotegawa Kamimi pointed to the signpost next to him.

Honjo Sora's face fell, he opened his eyes and looked over, muttering, "Special Reception Area, no unauthorized personnel allowed? What does that mean?"

"It's a place only for customers who need customized services."

"So that's how it is..." Honba Sora understood.

Following the gravel path, the two entered a quiet courtyard.

Kotekawa Kami looked around and walked towards the reception room. Honba Sorata didn't dare to look around and quickly followed.

The reception room was very quiet.

I peeked inside from the entrance of the aerospace station and my eyes widened immediately. I instinctively wanted to turn around and leave.

He saw four or five people wearing "Special Division" uniforms, and two or three priests wearing hunting robes... It seemed like there wasn't a single ordinary person in this room!

Kotekawa Kami didn't seem to feel anything; he changed his shoes and went inside.

Some people in the room glanced over, but didn't seem to care.

Sora followed behind with his head down, barely uttering a sound, not even his breathing.

The reception room is quite traditional, with wooden floors and cushions for meditation.

Kotekawa Kami found a place to sit cross-legged. He had been meditating since childhood, so sitting cross-legged was very comfortable for him.

Next to him, Sorata Honba followed the example of the others, obediently kneeling down, straightening his back, and maintaining the kneeling posture.

Kotekawa Kami gave him a strange look and whispered, "It might take half an hour. Change your sitting position."

This is his least favorite sitting posture, as it compresses his legs and can easily injure his muscles and bones if he sits for a long time.

Honba Sora hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. Everyone was sitting like this; if he changed his posture, he would be too conspicuous.

Besides, there are two older girls sitting properly in front of him. He's a man, he can't give up so easily.

Seeing his insistence, Kotekawa Kami didn't say anything more, lowered his gaze, and waited quietly.

It's a day off today, so it's no wonder so many people came.

However, this should be the norm for a well-known knife shop.

Luckily, I arrived early, otherwise there would probably have been even more people in the afternoon.

Chapter Eighteen: Special Discounts (Part Two)

Over the next half hour, Kamiko Kotekawa watched as people left one by one.

Sora Honba, who was standing next to him, had long since gone from being covered in sweat and trembling all over to finally giving up kneeling. He then tried to sit cross-legged like him with a pained expression, but because his legs were so numb, he could only sit with his legs straight and his head buried deep in his chest.

Actually, no one cared; it was just the boy's sensitive and delicate heart acting up.

Kotekawa Kami patted him on the shoulder, got up and walked into the room inside the reception area; it was his turn.

Inside the room, there was a table and a chair.

Behind the table, a young man dressed in Wu clothing remained standing. Upon seeing him, he bowed slightly, gesturing for him to sit down.

Seeing this, Kami Kote returned the greeting and took out his notebook and pre-prepared custom drawings from his pocket.

The young man took the notebook with both hands, opened it, looked at it against the description of Furutekawa Kami, did some basic verification, and then typed away on the keyboard to make further confirmation.

These are all standard identity verification procedures.

In addition to verifying identity, they will also consider whether to reduce or waive some of the fees based on the "current situation".

The basic discount is 10%, and the maximum discount can be 30%.

This is a privilege reserved for Special Division personnel and bounty hunters.

Kotegawa Kami looked on with anticipation.

Ordering a sword isn't cheap; even with an extra 5% discount, it's still a significant amount.

The young man carefully examined the refreshed information, and his identity was immediately confirmed. He glanced at the title "kind person" but didn't react much.

He deals with these people almost every day and has seen all sorts of strange and unusual names.

Then, he looked down to check the completion rate of the historical mission.

It's rather rare for someone to show a slight surprise when they see the words "100%" and "excellent".

This means that the work was not only done exceptionally well, but also without controversy; the monsters and evil spirits that were exorcised were the ones that deserved to be exorcised, and there was no indiscriminate killing.

He picked up a pen and wrote "-10%" on the paper.

This means that Kotegawa Kami received a 10% discount.

The young man continued reading, intending to examine Kotegawa Kami's "achievements" to assess the difficulty of the tasks and make further considerations. If the tasks he completed were all trivial, then he would stop there.

He moved the mouse and clicked a few times, and a small refresh circle appeared in the center of the desktop.

The page refreshed quickly.

The young man leaned closer, and upon seeing the first line, his eyes widened instinctively. He blurted out, "So it was you who subdued the [Splitter Woman]!"

The story of the "split woman" has already spread within their circle.