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

Chapter 100: How to Catch

To become a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

After arriving at school, the group returned to their respective classes. Kamiko Kotegawa glanced at the timetable, then turned to Kotori and asked, "Is there a test today?"

The little bird, Yu Huawu, was lost in thought, and only after a long while did it exclaim, "Huh?"

Kotekawa Kamimi took a can of herbal tea out of his bag, placed it on her desk, and said, "Didn't sleep well last night? Have some of this to perk you up."

"Oh."

She pulled the tab and sipped her drink while pacing, lost in thought.

Kamiko Kotegawa turned her head away and began to study.

I ate out today, which saved me time cooking and washing dishes, so I arrived a little early. Not many classmates had arrived yet, since the school festival had just ended.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer empty seats in the classroom, but Kotegawa Kami noticed that everyone who came in would glance at him, then at Takanashi Hanamai... During the time before class, the classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

A little while later, the bell rang for class. Mr. Fujiwara walked up to the podium with a stack of test papers. He looked around and said in a slightly louder voice, "Clean your desks. There will be a test in this class."

A slight rustling sound of tidying up arose, but no one spoke, and no one seemed surprised.

We have a math test every week, which started in the first week of school. Now, three months have passed, and we've gotten used to it.

Kotekawa Kami took the test paper, handed the others to the person behind him, and glanced at Takanashi Hanamai. This time, Takanashi looked back at him and gestured towards the podium.

Kotegawa knew that Fujiwara-sensei was looking at him, but he didn't say anything. He turned around and started answering the questions.

Fujiwara-sensei's questions are always of high quality, always going a little deeper than the basics, testing both the student's grasp of recently learned knowledge and their mental agility... In any case, many people feel like they are facing a formidable enemy whenever he sets a test.

Time passed quietly as the entire class focused on answering the questions.

When the bell rang, Ms. Fujiwara knocked on the desk and began collecting the papers from the first row.

Kamiko Kotekawa checked the names, handed the paper to the person in front of her, turned to look at Hanako Takanashi, and wanted to ask her if she wanted to go to the restroom together.

The little bird, who had just put something into its pocket, looked at him and gestured with its chin.

He nodded, got up, and walked outside.

The little bird followed behind, and after leaving the classroom, they walked side by side toward the restroom.

Kotegawa smelled a very familiar jasmine scent.

The little bird's day has arrived.

A few minutes later, Kamiko Kotegawa stood in the corridor, waiting for Hanako Takanashi to come out so they could go back to class together.

Her face looked a little pale, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

"Are you alright?" he asked, trying to make conversation.

Takanashi glanced at him and muttered under her breath, "So what if something happens? Can you do it for me?"

"Uh……"

They returned to their classroom, and just as they sat down, several classmates suddenly gathered around Takanashi. Under her bewildered gaze, someone said, "Takanashi, we're going to karaoke this afternoon. Want to come along?"

Takanashi Hana-mai paused for a moment, somewhat surprised.

She is usually very low-key in class and rarely talks to other classmates except for Kotegawa. In the early part of the semester, she did receive invitations to sing and parties, but after refusing a few, she stopped.

The girls gathered around the table looked on with great anticipation. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. Her mind raced, and she blurted out, "Sorry, I have a club activity this afternoon! The one where you have to join a club and participate in the activities!"

"Is that so? Oh well... The school is great in every way, except for this one thing!"

There are more than just one or two people who are dissatisfied with the rule that one must join a club and participate in its activities.

Several girls who looked familiar but whose names they couldn't recall left the table with regret.

But before she could even catch her breath, she heard someone call her name from behind: "Takanashi-san, are you free this weekend? Want to go to the movies together?"

She turned around and looked at the people standing behind her, saying apologetically, "Sorry, I don't know if I'll have time this weekend."

"Ah! That's true! Chi... Takanashi-san is probably quite busy usually, so let's talk about it before the holidays!"

The little bird nodded silently.

"Takashi, I have a question about the math problem I just did. Could you please take a look at it for me?"

"Takashi, I have some cookies I made this morning..."

"Tsukashi-kun..."

Kotekawa Kami, standing to the side, looked up and saw that Takanashi's place was completely surrounded by people, as if it had become incredibly popular overnight.

It seems that everyone in the class knows about Takanashi Hanabu's online identity. Of course, it's also possible that she gained fans simply because of her violin performance and those two lyrics the day before yesterday.

The classroom was filled with a buzzing noise. Xiao Niao, who was surrounded in the middle, was busy sweating and dealing with this and that, feeling very anxious.

This was the last thing she wanted to do.

The young priest, who had somehow appeared before Kotegawa's table, looked over and said softly, "How pitiful."

"Are you here to make sarcastic remarks?" Kotegawa said, a little annoyed.

"No, I just came to tell you that if you have time this weekend, come to my house."

"how?"

“There’s a small gathering,” the junior priest explained, looking at him. “You’d better come. My father has never really liked you, but he does like other people.”

Kotegawa was taken aback, then understood what he meant. He was a little surprised: "Kurumi is only sixteen, right? She's so young, and your old man is already arranging for her to find a boyfriend?"

"How would I know what you're thinking, sir?" The junior priest turned and went back to his seat.

Kami Kotegawa fell into deep thought.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from the side: "Takanashi-san, are you dating Kotegawa-san?"

The moment the question was posed, the noisy classroom fell silent. Kotekawa Kami also snapped out of his daze and turned his head slightly.

Who asked that?

After a moment of silence, the voice of the bird, Hanako, rang out: "No, we are good friends, but we are not dating."

Wow! Really?

The crowd erupted like boiling oil, the noise instantly rising several degrees.

This time, most of the voices were male.

One of the boys joked loudly, "So, does that mean we still have a chance?"

A burst of laughter erupted, and someone chimed in, "Give up, Mai! Takanashi-san would never be interested in you."

"Iron! If you don't like me, do you think you'd like me?!"

Some people looked disappointed.

The violin and sword dance combination from the day before yesterday was simply divine; in their eyes, they were a perfectly matched couple...

The various chaotic and disorderly commotion grew louder and louder.

The boys who were hesitant to invite Takanashi earlier have now joined the ranks of those inviting him.

They hadn't spoken before because they were wary of Kotegawa Kami and didn't want to offend him, but now they didn't need to.

Kotegawa Kami was slightly lost in thought.

I've been having such a good time lately that I almost forgot something... He already has such a wonderful girlfriend, Mikazuki. If he doesn't achieve that seemingly unattainable goal before graduation, both Takanashi and Kurumi will leave him.

Perhaps it's best to keep some distance until then...

"Becoming a god..." he muttered, took out his phone, and looked through the information about Tendoji that he had asked Ishikawa Yasuhiro to find recently.

Hu Tao said that this temple holds the secret to becoming a god. Although she doesn't know if it's true, it's worth trying to work towards that goal, especially since she has a grudge against that dilapidated temple anyway.

He has been waiting for it to reappear, but it hasn't come yet.

This dilapidated temple can fly by itself. Neither the Impermanence Domain nor Nightmare can affect it. Even if we find it, we probably won't be able to catch it. It will still get away... He frowned, thinking about how to catch this thing.

“By the way, the ancestors of the Hu family also had their eyes on this temple. Perhaps I can ask them how their ancestor managed to do it…” His eyes lit up, and he finally had a clue.

Chapter 101 Frankness and Impracticality

The news that Takanashi was "not dating" quickly spread throughout the school.

So all morning, people from Class 2 came in an endless stream, whether they knew her or not. From the afternoon after school, to the weekend, to the next weekend, and even to the weekend after that, whenever they could think of a free time, someone wanted to invite her to play.

Some people even tied a strip of cloth to their foreheads with "Prince Sengo" written on it and a red heart drawn in the middle, and stood outside the door shouting cheesy things like "Protect him for life".

It was practically a huge fan meeting.

The young priest stood before the seat of the Kotegawa Shinmi, looking at the crowd still tightly surrounding Takanashi, and asked him in surprise, "Why aren't you helping to get out of this mess?"

Kotegawa shrugged: "No one did anything rude. If I interfere, wouldn't it seem too domineering? This is Takanashi's social circle. I'm meddling too much."

The junior priest glanced at him and pointed at the crowd: "But I've only been standing here for a minute, and I've seen her look this way at least three times. Is it really okay for you to just stare like that?"

"..."

Kotekawa Kami stood up, pushed through the crowd with one hand, looked at Takanashi, whose forehead was sweaty and face was stiff, and said, "Lunch, wanna go?"

"Go!" she said, her voice tinged with grievance.

"Can we come along too?" someone in the crowd said with a smile.

Kotekawa Kami glanced at the person who spoke: "No."

Faced with such a blunt answer, the latter was speechless for a moment, glared at him, and dared not utter a word of anger.

Kotegawa Kami led her and the little priest out of the classroom.

At that moment, someone whispered, "So what if he can fight a little? What's he so arrogant about? In the end, he might just be a delinquent."

Kami Kotekawa stopped and turned to look.

Those who were seen by him instinctively looked away.

He was looking in one direction when the person in front of him unconsciously moved aside, revealing a boy who was quietly hiding behind him.