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

"Don't be afraid, there are so many of us!" Kotekawa Kami patted his shoulder and whispered, "Once you're on stage, just think about Ogasawa-senpai."

"I'm only thinking about Ogasawara-senpai, I'm only thinking about Ogasawara-senpai," Glasses-kun kept muttering to himself.

The little bird, Birdsong and Flower Dance, standing nearby looked uneasy.

The guy with glasses was probably completely blank.

The five people went out. Fujiwara-sensei, wearing a long trench coat, carried a bag on her back, put her hands in her pockets, and wore sunglasses and a white round-brimmed hat.

She's dressed very stylishly.

Looking at this old man, Kotegawa Kami thought to himself, "Your grandpa is still your grandpa."

The six of them marched in a large group toward the playground.

Before long, many people across the campus began to flock to the playground.

Compared to listening to singing and watching dancing, I definitely want to see something more exciting.

Little Bird Swimming glanced at the seemingly surging crowd in the distance, and her breath caught in her throat slightly.

"I guess everyone will be disappointed, right?"

Who knows?

Kurumi and Furude Kami whispered to each other.

Only one person went on stage at a time, and it was just one set of sword techniques, which didn't seem to have much fancy stuff.

"Not necessarily," the junior priest said with a straight face, "There's background music this time."

Others couldn't help but glance at them.

Takanashi Hanamai muttered, "What a lame joke."

"It's alright, just watch me do my job," said Kotekawa Kami.

Compared to the morning, this time a cordon was set up around the central stage, about two meters long, and several passageways were established for passage. There were also nearly twice as many security guards responsible for maintaining order.

The six people came to the side of the stage, and Mr. Fujiwara adjusted the brim of his hat.

After Kotekawa Kamimi signed his name in the notebook, the six of them sat together in chairs and waited quietly.

The members of the light music club were sitting in the front row; their performance was scheduled right in front of the exorcism club.

The members of the Light Music Club couldn't sit still any longer.

Because the number of spectators around them was growing at a visible rate, it was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.

The rehearsal in the morning was very lively, but that liveliness had nothing to do with them.

They were praying that their show wouldn't be scheduled with the exorcism group's program, but fate had other plans.

Kami Kotekawa hasn't been going to the Light Music Club to beat up people much lately, partly because he doesn't have much time, and partly because he's tired of it. Those three guys seem to have gotten used to getting beaten up, which makes him seem rather bored.

He glanced at the people in front of him, then turned to look at the bespectacled man sweating profusely. Speechless, he felt a slight heat rising in his stomach.

"Sorata, don't forget why you wanted to go up there in the first place." Kotekawa Kami pointed at the three upperclassmen who had bullied Glasses-kun: "Do you want them to laugh at you too?"

The bespectacled man's eyes focused, then suddenly he jolted, blood rushing to his head. He clenched his fists tightly and whispered, "Absolutely not!"

Kami Kotegawa breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyone can slip up today, but the main character absolutely cannot.

More and more tourists gathered at the stadium, and soon it reached the size it had in the morning, and even exceeded it!

This is the power of online information dissemination. Once the videos on the forum went viral, anyone with a little interest or free time flocked to them.

The buzzing noise was as chaotic as a boiling pot of mixed stew, and even the music on the stage became much quieter.

The security guard in charge of maintaining order was under immense pressure and quickly grabbed his walkie-talkie to call for reinforcements.

The student council members in charge of stage effects quickly carried the speakers onto the stage and connected them to the school's sound system, making the entire school noisy.

They then frantically worked on the recording, replacing other equipment.

The stage and the audience were in complete chaos, but Kami Kotekawa and his group sat quietly in their chairs, like a small rock in a storm.

At this point, it's already good enough if you don't cause any trouble.

Such a scene, whether viewed in general or in a broader context, is probably rare in the entire school festival of the Kyoto area.

"Furutegawa, can you really hold your ground?" Kurumi asked, unable to hide her worry. They all knew very well that most of these people were probably after the exorcism show.

Kotegawa Kami calmly replied, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate."

Kurumi, the little priest, Takanashi Hanamai, Glasses-kun, and even Fujiwara-sensei all stared at him in shock.

To remain so calm in such a situation—is this the kind of composure described as "remaining calm even when Mount Tai collapses before you"?

Especially the guy with glasses, his eyes were practically sparkling with excitement. Just getting onto the stage must have been an incredible challenge for him!

At this moment, Kamiko Kotekawa continued, "What else can we do? There's no better way. We can't just die, can we?"

The group was immediately speechless.

Yes, instead of worrying about such useless things, we should try to think of what to do.

"How about," Hu Tao hesitated, "we could have Xiao Wang dance again? He's quite good at it."

The junior priest said in a somber tone, "I'd rather die."

The three looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Let's proceed according to plan." Kotekawa Kami looked at the remaining fifteen minutes and said with a smile, "This is a small matter, and it's safer than fighting monsters anyway."

He's been through a lot, and he was a little nervous, but overall he remained calm.

After all, considering both lifetimes combined, the more than twenty years of cultivating inner strength were not for nothing.

"How about this?" Takanashi Hanamai suddenly pointed to herself and said seriously, "I'll accompany Kotegawa. Isn't there background music? Let's remove that and I'll do it. Maybe that will be better."

Kami Kotekawa subconsciously said, "Guitar and keyboard are probably not a good match."

Little Bird Dances and Flowers shook her head, thinking, "I can't play the flute or the yaksha, but I can borrow a violin. Clothes are fine too."

The exorcism troupe also prepared costumes for this performance, such as the Han-style robe for the Kote River and the hunting robe for the young priest.

Takanashi thought the school uniform was very pretty, so she wore the summer school uniform long skirt, which really made her look gentle and beautiful. Looking at her, one can think of the pure and beautiful days of high school.

Glasses-kun also had a unique idea; he didn't wear anything too flashy. He wore the clothes he wore when he first met Ogasawara-senpai.

Even Fujiwara-sensei probably had something to prepare for.

It's just that it's covered by a trench coat right now, so you can't see it.

Kamiko Kotekawa checked the time and asked her, "Are you really going to perform? Have you decided on a song?"

"Don't underestimate the professionalism of a professional!" Takanashi Hanamai tapped his head, then lowered her voice and pointed to the student council members on the other side, urging, "Go borrow the violin quickly, and turn off the background music while you're at it."

Kotekawa Kami looked at her for a while, then got up and went to find the student council.

The vocal club also has a performance. Violins are not hard to borrow, and the background music being canceled at the last minute is not a big deal. The student council has a deeper impression of the exorcism club than most of the audience, after all, they have witnessed the Furude River Kamimi slaying the yokai.

This requirement was quickly met.

Kotegawa Kamimi handed the borrowed violin to her.

After receiving the bird dance, Xiao Niao began tuning the instrument.

The group waited quietly.

There's no need to rush, there's still a light music club ahead of them.

The members of the light music club in the front row stood up, but instead of going up to the stage, they went to the back with their heads down.

A little while later, the student council boy who had gone to borrow the violin for Kotegawa walked up to them, covered in sweat, and whispered, "Um, the Light Music Club has given up on performing, so please be prepared for the next program."

"Huh? It ran away?" The bespectacled man looked incredulous; he was just getting ready to "take revenge"!

"Probably because of too much pressure," the boy looked at Kotekawa Kami with pleading eyes, praying in his heart that the exorcism club wouldn't cancel their performance. He didn't care about the light music club, but the exorcism club was different. If they didn't go on stage, the school would probably be severely criticized.

"We understand, please go back." Kotekawa Kami took a deep breath.

When that moment actually arrives, it really does make your heart race.

The little bird, dancing among the flowers, closes its eyes and tries to take a deep breath.

No one made a sound to disturb them.

Fujiwara-sensei took off her sunglasses, her eyes filled with emotion.

If he were in this situation when he was younger, his reaction probably wouldn't have been much better than the guy with glasses; he might have even had a stomachache by now.

A hissing sound rang in his ears, startling him. He turned to look at the person who made the sound.

The bespectacled man, who was covered in sweat again, was now clutching his stomach with a tense expression.

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At this moment, applause erupted, and the host hurriedly went on stage.

Kotegawa took the sword out of his scabbard.

"Keep it up!" Hu Tao whispered.

When the host announced "Exorcism Society", cheers erupted instantly.

Kotegawa Kami brought Takanashi Hana Mai onto the stage.

The voices from the audience instantly turned into a tidal wave, as if threatening to overturn the entire stage.

On the rooftop of the teaching building, Yuka put down her binoculars and exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? Why is Hanamai on stage too?"

"There might have been a sudden change. Hanamai brought her violin," Mikazuki Seisakusho said softly.

There were too many people in the stadium, so the two of them had to find another way to watch. There was a speaker here, so it was no different from watching from right in front of them.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, where birds frolic and flowers dance, and looking out at the dense crowd, one feels a momentarily suffocated.

Kami Kotekawa led her to the front of the stage, casually saying, "Do you remember the magic hair tie?"

"What? You mean the strong cumin taste in your mouth?"

“Of course not that!” Kotegawa said quickly, then added, “It’s nothing, get ready, let’s begin.”

The girl gave a soft "hmm" and greeted him together, one bowing and the other clasping her hands in greeting.