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

I heard that some tough guy captured him alive and sent him directly to the Special Division... He's incredibly tough... He's both fierce and ruthless.

Kotekawa Kami said with a serious expression, "Now that we've run into each other, there's no reason for us to let this opportunity pass!"

Looking at Kotekawa Kami's youthful face and righteous aura, the young man was greatly moved. He immediately picked up his pen and wrote down 10%.

This is the light of the true path!

As swordsmiths, they should naturally offer their own strength.

The young man was deeply moved.

Master was right, there are indeed more good people than bad in this world.

The young man's attitude softened considerably; he put down his pen and continued reading.

This time, he categorized the tasks by difficulty level, from "one" to "nine". "One" is the simplest, which is basically doing odd jobs with little pay. It is used by recent graduates to accumulate basic contribution points.

The number "nine" is the highest, basically on par with legendary ghosts and gods, and it hasn't appeared for hundreds of years.

In an instant, the page layout changed.

There are no tasks with a difficulty level of "one".

Only a handful of them have a difficulty level of "two".

There are nearly two hundred tasks with a difficulty level of "three"! The previous "Cracked Woman" also falls into this category.

Further on, there are even three tasks with a difficulty level of [four].

The young man's expression changed again; he was completely moved.

...Even a mission like the "Cracked Woman" requires a three-person team from the "Special Division," and even then, they might not be able to defeat her.

He accomplished all of this by himself? And he never made a mistake!

real or fake?

That's incredibly powerful!

He was amazed. After thinking carefully, he picked up his pen and filled in the last 10%.

This "historical achievement" deserves it.

The young man picked up the form, stood up, and said respectfully, "Kind sir, please wait a moment. I need to report to my grandfather regarding the guests who are eligible for the full-amount discount."

“No wonder you can fill in numbers so easily, it turns out you’re the eldest grandson of the [Thousand Sons Knife Shop] family…” Kotekawa Kami quickly stood up and said politely, “Please make yourself at home.”

The young man nodded, turned and left his seat, heading towards the back courtyard.

Kami Kotegawa relaxed his eyebrows deeply, feeling completely at ease.

Putting everything else aside, the 30% discount is a real deal, saving you almost a year's worth of food expenses.

When we get back, I'll have a good meal with my siblings and I, and go eat barbecue.

I didn't mean anything by it, I'm just happy.

Although I got the discount through my own efforts, the money I saved really felt like I got it for free.

Soon, he heard hurried footsteps outside, and he quickly composed himself and straightened his posture.

The eldest grandson of the knife shop family returned and greeted him politely, saying, "Grandfather wishes to see you."

Kotekawa Kami naturally had no objection, stood up and followed him to the back courtyard.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw a square-faced old man with a serious expression.

The old man was bare-armed, with bulging muscles all over his body, which was very intimidating.

Perhaps because he often deals with fire, his skin has a bronze hue.

The young man introduced, "This is my grandfather, Senko Hisashi, the swordsmith of the Senko family in this generation."

Kotekawa Kami bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Mr. Senko."

The old man was scrutinizing Kotegawa Kamimi when he said, "It's been a long time since I've seen such an outstanding young man. Makoto, go and prepare some tea."

The young man responded first, then smiled at Kamiko Kotekawa: "My name is Kazuma Senko, I'm a freshman in college, and I look forward to working with you."

Kotegawa Kamimi humbly replied, "My name is Kotegawa Kamimi, I'm about to start high school, nice to meet you."

"Just starting high school? A middle school student?" Chiko Kazuma was dumbfounded and walked away with a strange look on her face.

Judging from his size and "achievements," he initially thought the man was at least the same age, but he was surprised to find that he was much younger than him.

Young people these days are really scary!

"Please come this way!"

Senji Hisashi turned around and stepped into the room behind him.

Kotegawa Kami followed behind.

This room also resembled a small dojo, except that there were several rows of weapon racks on the side, filled with weapons.

Qian Zishou sat cross-legged on a futon, pointed to the weapon rack beside him, and said with undiminished scrutiny in his tone: "If you don't mind, I'd like to see your swordsmanship."

"Watch my swordsmanship?"

Kotekawa Kami understood immediately. On the surface, he was looking at Kotekawa's swordsmanship, but in reality, he wanted to assess Kotekawa's strength and see if there was any fraud or deception in his "results".

"Then I'll make a fool of myself."

Chapter Nineteen: Special Discounts (Part Three)

Kotegawa Kami showed absolutely no fear.

This is good, as it allows the knifemaker to more accurately tailor a knife to his specifications.

He walked up to the shelf and looked around. There were so many weapons here, all kinds of them.

The Four-Sided Han Sword is also among them.

He examined the swords and quickly selected one that suited his hand. He then carried it in one hand and slowly walked to the center of the dojo.

Senko Kazuma, who had just gone to prepare tea, also came in, sat down cross-legged, poured tea for Senko Hisashi first, and then began to watch with great interest.

Such a record as a "kind-hearted person" is bound to arouse curiosity.

Kotegawa Kami didn't think much of having one more audience member; in his previous life, he had been in a martial arts troupe and often performed.

He slowly drew his sword, examined the blade, and was somewhat surprised.

Good heavens, any sword casually placed here is better than his previous one!

"You've come to the right place!" After putting away his sword sheath, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Senji Hisashi.

Senjishou sat cross-legged, his back ramrod straight, his face serious.

Kotekawa Kami adjusted his posture, lowered his eyelids slightly, and took a gentle breath, revealing a sharp and fierce aura.

The opponent wanted to see his actual sword skills, so his swordplay naturally leaned towards killing.

Otherwise, if I were to perform a Tai Chi sword routine, I might get chased away.

Chiko and Mako, who were standing nearby full of curiosity, suddenly changed their expressions. The hairs on their bodies stood on end, and they shivered inexplicably.

Dangerous! It even makes you instinctively want to get as far away as possible!

It's as if that kind face from just now was just an illusion!

Kotegawa Kami's swordsmanship is the most accomplished of all his skills.

He naturally has a talent for this; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to successfully become an apprentice in his previous life.

"hiss!"

A chilling whistling sound of swords echoed through the air.

In a mere instant, the longsword in Kotegawa Kami's hand truly transformed into a silver streak, each strike faster than the last.

Its power, demonstrated through its agility and maneuverability, left no room for doubt.

Kotegawa Kami showed off a lot of his real skills.

His swordplay grew faster and faster, eventually leaving afterimages, truly like scattered cold stars and blooming plum blossoms.

In the blink of an eye, he stood with his sword drawn, leaving only a few last cold stars disappearing one after another in the air around him.

Chiko and Kazuma were stunned, their mouths agape.

Amazing!

Indeed, a great reputation is well-deserved!

Kotekawa Kami exhaled softly, dispelling the sharpness between his brows and eyes.

In fact, he doesn't usually reveal this kind of swordsmanship.

There's no other reason than that he's too bloodthirsty.

If it weren't for self-preservation, he probably wouldn't have practiced so diligently.

It would be great to practice boxing every day to maintain good health.

He picked up the scabbard, put the sword away, and looked at Senji Hisashi.

As for whether the other party could understand it or not, he wasn't worried. Those moves just now, even a blind person could probably tell how powerful they were.

Moreover, there is a small space here, and so many weapons on the shelves, which means that Senji Hisashi often tests people's abilities, just like today.

Senji Hisashi was also looking at him, and gestured for him to come and sit down.

Kotekawa, seeing that he was a guest, finally had a face-to-face conversation with the swordsmith.

"Very strong, formidable at such a young age!" Qian Zishou raised the teacup in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

Chiko and Mako, who were standing nearby, placed a bowl of tea that they had just poured over them, saying, "Please have some."

Kotekawa Kami said thank you and brought the bowl to his lips, intending to follow Senko Hisashi's example and drink it all in one gulp. But as soon as he brought it to his lips, the scalding hot tea entered his mouth, and his handsome eyebrows immediately furrowed.

He silently put down the bowl.

Senji Hisashi gave his eldest grandson a disapproving look.