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

Kotegawa Kami watched calmly.

Only those with a guilty conscience will run away when they see him.

He took a step, walked to the house that was still under construction next to him, glanced at it, turned around and walked inside.

Due to the continuous rain, the construction work has not been progressing smoothly this month.

He went into the dark room, and soon came out carrying a person. In his other hand, he was carrying a large, expensive-looking camera and lens.

"Do you recognize me?" he asked expressionlessly.

The man he pulled out was short, shifty-eyed, and at least thirty years old.

The man looked at him in horror. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes told Kotegawa that this guy knew him.

"Someone like you..." He sighed, and the true energy in his hand materialized into flames. With a "bang," the camera shattered.

The short man immediately let out a piercing scream.

The Nightmare Domain spread out silently, and Kotekawa Kami said softly, "Leave this place, and be a good person from now on."

The short boy who was howling looked confused, stood up unsteadily, and walked away, muttering to himself, "Be a good person, be a good person..."

After he walked away, Kotegawa turned his head and looked up at the other side, where the curtains were fluttering and a camera had just been pulled back.

"They could spot me like that? You must be kidding me?" someone whispered in the darkness, their voice laced with amusement.

After a few minutes of silence, the person got up again, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked outside.

The streets are empty.

"They've already gone back, right?" he muttered to himself, then spoke to a voice recorder: "I discovered that Furudekawa Kamimi from Kano Academy and Takanashi Hanamai, who seems to be 'Lord Sengo,' are neighbors. Their relationship seems even better than I expected... Are they dating? But even if they are, it's normal, right? Young boys and girls... Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity he's too dangerous, otherwise I really wanted to follow him for a few days..."

"How many years have you been in this line of work?" A voice, as if chatting with an old friend, reached his ears from the side.

He froze for a moment, then suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and screamed as he fled outside.

"Come back." A calm voice sounded.

The man, who was stumbling and running wildly toward the door, suddenly looked confused, turned around, and walked back.

In the darkness, Kotekawa Kami quietly watched him. He was a middle-aged man, quite tall and muscular, and moved quite nimbly. He seemed to have trained and was a professional.

He accepted [Nightmare].

The man quickly regained his senses, then realized something, and sat down on the ground with a thud, his eyes filled with terror and despair.

Monster! This guy is definitely a monster!

Kotegawa looked at him for a long time before saying, "Do you want to see what hell looks like?"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Kotegawa Kami comforted him, "Don't worry, I don't usually kill people."

Upon hearing this, the man became even more terrified, his mouth agape and his legs unconsciously kicking the floor.

Kotekawa Kami watched him silently. He hadn't even done anything to him yet, so why was he so frightened?

He said calmly, "Go away, and don't come here again. Go and be a good person."

The man was taken aback by what he heard, stood up blankly, muttered "Be a good person," and walked away.

Kotekawa Kami turned to look at the camera and voice recorder mounted behind the curtains, as well as the notebook next to them, shook his head slightly, and helped tidy them up.

After doing all that, he left the house, walked down the street with his hands behind his back, and brushed past a girl with a backpack and headphones.

He suddenly stopped, turned around, and calmly looked at the girl's back.

The girl's pace slowed down suddenly, but she didn't stop. She seemed to be walking forward with great difficulty, as if she were wading through a swamp.

Kotegawa Shinmi said thoughtfully, "I can understand some unscrupulous media coming here... but what are you monsters doing getting involved? And they even dare to hang around in front of me."

The girl in front of him stopped, sweat dripping down her neck. Stiffly, she turned around slowly, her voice timid: "I was just passing by... by chance."

Kami Kotekawa said in a low voice, "I'm not in a good mood tonight. I'll only give you one chance to tell the truth."

"What are you doing?" The girl was startled and frantically pulled out her ID from her pocket. "Let me tell you! I'm a yokai who legally resides in Tokyo! You can't..."

"A legal yokai doing illegal things?" Kotekawa Kami looked away from the "press pass" she pulled out, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The girl's voice faltered as she realized she had taken the wrong ID. She subtly withdrew it from her hand, then waved it towards the darkness. A small mirror floated into her hand from the direction where the birds were swimming through the window.

She looked at Kotegawa Kamimi and backed away step by step, saying, "Someone paid me to take some photos. Since you've found out, I'm not doing this job anymore... Bye-bye!"

She turned and ran.

“Tell me who the employer is.”

"I'm not telling you! Humph! You idiot!"

The girl, who had run far away, turned back and cursed.

"Really?"

One minute later...

"The person who hired me was the president of 'True Orange Music Club.' He bribed me with 50 yen to take a set of private photos... Yes, he's a lecherous old man..." The girl was sitting on the main road, honestly confessing everything she knew.

Kotekawa Kami raised his hand, and the girl raised her chin in response, her eyes wide open and full of sincerity: "What I said is absolutely true!"

"Where do we make the transaction after taking the photos?"

"It's at his company, the address is in Shinjuku Ward..."

"No, no, no! It's really gone! I'll give you all the money I got! But I've only received half so far..." She smiled ingratiatingly and said cautiously, "So, could you please put the sword away?"

Kotekawa Kami removed the sword from her neck, slung it behind his back, and said coldly, "If I ever see you doing this again, I'll bury you in the sand!"

These words didn't seem very scary, but the girl felt it was more terrifying than being killed. She shuddered, gave an embarrassed laugh, said she wouldn't dare, and ran away.

After seeing that Furutekawa had gone back, he looked around for a moment before returning home.

The annoying guys are all gone.

Lord Sengoku's popularity seems to be a bit higher than expected; so many strange and eccentric people have appeared in such a short time.

"The owner of the True Orange Music Club..." He went into his room, changed into a trench coat, put the mask in the trench coat pocket, looked at the three girls coming down the stairs, and said to Kotori, "You can go home now."

Little Bird Swimming Flower Dance hummed in agreement, her eyes filled with tenderness.

She looked at the trench coat that Kotegawa Kamimi was wearing and asked, "Are you going out now?"

“There’s something else going on.”

Chapter Ninety-Six: Today's lucky star is...

The next morning, Yujia rubbed her messy hair and mumbled, "Good morning."

Mikazuki, who was cutting tofu, rolled her eyes at her: "It's already nine o'clock!"

"Huh? It's only nine o'clock? I thought I could sleep until noon!" Youjia wiggled her little bottom and sat on the stool, leaned on the kitchen counter, and went to get the freshly braised chicken legs.

Mikazuki slapped her unwashed hands away: "You're not going to care about your work at class?"

Yujia licked the sauce off her fingers and yawned, "Yesterday I was running errands from morning till night, I was exhausted! There are so many people in the class, why are we the only ones doing the work? So today is my day off, even if I go to school, it's just to have fun."

"Maybe it's because girls with long legs are harder to find."

"So what if you have long legs? Does having long legs mean you have to do more work? That's obviously unfair! Isn't it?"

Youjia hummed and hawed, then suddenly paused, a look of confusion in her eyes: "Wait a minute, it's already nine o'clock, and breakfast isn't ready yet? And your face is so red... What did you do this morning?"

"I was also tired yesterday, so I slept for a bit longer," Mikazuki Haruka said calmly. "Your face is red because you just exercised."

"Oh...I see!" Yujia was no longer confused: "Is morning exercise fun? Maybe I should try it next time?"

The moon remains silent for three days, while I silently slice tofu.

Kotegawa had just come downstairs, carrying a large black garbage bag.

He glanced at Yuka, whose hair was a mess, and casually asked, "You're up?"

"No, I'm sleepwalking."

Kotegawa paused for a moment, then left the room thoughtfully.

She finally admitted it?

Half an hour later, the three of them were gnawing on chicken legs while watching the morning weather forecast.

Although the weather outside was gloomy, like nighttime, and raindrops were still pattering down, it was indeed morning.

The weather forecast presenter was a stunningly beautiful woman with her hair styled in an updo. She had a gentle and virtuous appearance, a sweet and soft voice, and her weather predictions were accurate. However, what I looked forward to most was the final lucky fortune telling...

"The person who will have good luck all day today is..." The host raised his hand, paused, opened his eyes, pointed at the camera, and revealed a charming smile: "...the cute girl wearing a red sweater!"

Upon hearing that it was a girl, Kotegawa immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Yujia, who was standing nearby, quickly said, "Quick, quick! Tell everyone! Whatever you do, don't wear a red sweater!"

"It's alright, everyone's probably watching..." Mikazuki looked down at his clothes and said seriously, "How silly would it be to wear this out?"

The weather forecast has ended, and the closing music is playing.

Kotekawa Kami put down the bone, picked up a chicken leg, and started watching TV.

Before coming to Tokyo, he had no idea that there was such a legendary figure on the TV station who was so powerful that anyone who said they were lucky was guaranteed to succeed...

"Knock knock knock..." A knocking sound suddenly rang out at the door.

All three of them paused for a moment, then looked towards the entrance.

Who is it? Why didn't you ring the doorbell?

Youjia got up and opened the door, exclaiming in surprise, "Huawu? What's wrong? Huawu?"

Kotegawa Kami and Mikazuki also turned to look.

Then, Takanashi Hana Mai, who was soaked to the bone, walked in with Yuka.

But getting caught in the rain wasn't the main point... They both looked down at the red cardigan she was wearing, and their mouths dropped open in shock, speechless.

The little bird, with its drooping face and listless expression, was carrying a broken umbrella. It looked as if it had been soaking in water, with water droplets still dripping from its hair.