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

When he realized he had been exposed, his face turned pale instantly, and he began to tremble. He looked around with pleading eyes.

"Furutegawa, never mind..." Takanashi tugged at his sleeve.

The junior priest looked coldly at the pale-faced boy from another class: "If you dare to say that to his face, I might admire you!"

The three of them left the classroom.

Those who remained standing looked at each other, shook their heads, and left.

What else can we do if we don't leave? Who would dare to chase after us?

In the corridor, Mikazuki Seisakusho was waiting at the door of Class 1. After seeing them come out, she looked at Kotori Hanamichi and asked in confusion, "I heard people say that you are looking for a boyfriend... What's going on?"

Takanashi Hanamai was stunned, her face flushed red, and she clenched her fists: "Who spread such rumors! I never said anything like that!"

Mikazuki was even more puzzled: "Then what exactly happened? Your class was noisier than a shopping mall all morning."

"It's all because my identity was exposed, and then I started receiving a bunch of weird invitations!" Takanashi Hanamai frowned. "Some people asked me if I was dating Kotegawa, and I said no, but I never said anything like 'looking for a boyfriend'!"

The junior priest glanced at her and said, "Rumors only get more and more outrageous as they spread."

Takanashi Hanamai immediately punched Kotegawa, looking indignant: "You didn't even help me out! You just sat there watching the show!"

Kamiko Kotekawa shook her head: "Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to interfere? Wouldn't that be too much of a disturbance in your life?"

"What if someone keeps bothering Qingkong like that?"

"Then I'll send him to hell to see the sights."

Takanashi Hanamai's face immediately puffed up like a steamed bun. Pointing at him, she complained to Mikazuki, "Look at him, he's so biased!"

Mikazuki Seishuu lowered his head in embarrassment.

“Mikazuki isn’t as popular as you. Anyone who dares to bother her, not one of them, is bound to have ill intentions…” Kotekawa Kami casually remarked, “But most of those people are fans who like your music. How can others interfere in this kind of thing?”

"What's there to be embarrassed about? It's better than being annoyed to death!"

The four of them arrived at the cafeteria quickly, and while they were ordering their food, Shirakawa Kurumi finally arrived late.

She watched the birds flitting among the flowers and exclaimed in amazement, "I heard from some classmates that you're looking for a boyfriend, and all the boys in all three grades went crazy this morning."

"That's completely untrue!" Takanashi shook his head, wondering which bastard was spreading such nonsense!

"Not everyone's gone crazy; at least there are two normal people here."

The young priest, who was picking out noodles to eat, glanced at him.

"Kurumi, do you have any good ideas about this?" Takanashi asked for help. "If this keeps spreading, who knows what it will become!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her phone rang in her pocket. After taking it out to look at it, she whispered, "It's my mom," and answered the phone.

On the phone, Ms. Qianzi asked the most profound question: "Why are you looking for a boyfriend? Quite a few teachers have introduced their children to you."

The bird-like flower dance was utterly speechless. After a flurry of explanations, and finally managing to explain everything and hang up the phone, she realized that everyone was staring at her.

"Maybe I should take a break from school? If I take a break for a while, this matter will pass," she murmured.

"It's not that bad!" Hu Tao shook her head: "You can just post a clarification message on your account. Although doing so will completely prove that you are Prince Qianwu, it's better than letting the rumors fester."

Kotegawa nodded in agreement: "Go ahead and do it. I can guarantee that no die-hard fans will dare to bother you."

Yesterday, the unscrupulous firm owner, Junichi Nitta, has reformed and started a new life under his earnest guidance.

Xiao Niao You Hua Wu hesitated, looked down at her phone, and said, "I'll discuss it with my mom."

Princess Qianwu's account is usually logged in and maintained by her mother.

This time, Ms. Senko did not refuse, but simply said that there was no need to worry about it and that she could handle the matter.

Takanashi breathed a sigh of relief, put away his phone, and said reassuredly, "Mom will help me post a clarification update. This mess is finally over!"

The group nodded in agreement and buried themselves in their ramen.

Not long after that, all of their cell phones rang.

They each took a look, and Takanashi perked up: "My mom's so fast this time! I hadn't even finished my noodles and the status update was already out!"

"In a sense, this could be called crisis public relations..."

They each opened the notifications they had received.

"I'm so sorry everyone, there might have been some unintentional misunderstandings. I'd like to clarify here: I'm not looking for a boyfriend, thank you for your concern! Although this is sudden, please don't misunderstand any further; also, although I'm not dating anyone, I do have someone I like..."

Walnut, who was softly reciting, raised her head and looked at the little bird dancing among the flowers in surprise.

The same applies to others.

Little Bird Dance, blushing furiously, stammered, "This...this..."

The junior priest hesitated: "Is it really okay to say it like this?"

"Not bad!" Takanashi managed to squeeze out two words.

Chapter 102 Kotegawa's Dream

The afternoon sun was still bright and cheerful, but a faint sense of gloom and oppression seemed to permeate Kano Academy.

This phenomenon is particularly noticeable in the first-grade school building.

"His Highness Sengoku has someone he likes for a long time. Although they're not dating yet, it's probably not long from now..."

This post, which was like a "disaster," shattered the hearts of countless people in an instant, causing them to weep and wail.

Things finally calmed down a bit around Takanashi, but only relative to the morning.

In the afternoon, many people still came to the entrance of Class 2 to "visit" Takanashi, but they all looked somber, as if every glance was one less to see. Takanashi felt his scalp tingle and his mentality exploded. He wished he could ask for leave and go home to hide immediately.

She finally made it to the second self-study period in the afternoon, packed up her desk, slung her backpack over her shoulder, kicked Kotegawa, and ran towards the back of the teaching building.

She wanted to go home, but she had made an excuse to participate in club activities in the morning, and now she was too embarrassed to just leave.

In the exorcism club's activity room, Kotekawa glanced at her, who was curled up in a beanbag chair scrolling through her phone, and casually said, "Aren't you afraid people will say you skip class all the time and are a delinquent?"

"Whatever! I just want my life to be as undisturbed as possible!" Takanashi pouted, looking sullen.

The water in the electric kettle had boiled. Kotegawa poured a cup and placed it on the table in front of her: "There's no going back now."

“Yes, we can’t go back…” She sighed, her heart heavy with sadness. She looked up at Kotegawa’s retreating figure and suddenly asked, “Kotegawa, what is your biggest dream?”

Kotegawa, who was picking out tea canisters in front of the cabinet, said without turning his head, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"I'm just worried about whether I'll be able to continue being a teacher in the future... What do you think?"

"Hmm... I used to think I could live a peaceful life, without worrying about monsters and ghosts, and then get married and have several children. But now, now..."

"It sounds ordinary, but it's surprisingly reliable, or you could say it's a life goal? Don't you think so now?"

"No, that's what I think now, of course; I'm just a little bit more greedy."

"what?"

He turned around and said casually, "Now I want to be a god."

Takanashi was stunned, looking utterly incredulous as if he'd seen an alien: "Become a god? How do you do that? It's not like you can just take up a position like that!"

"I don't have many clues yet, but that's okay! Nothing is impossible for a willing heart!" Kotegawa said firmly, believing that he could do it!

Takanashi felt that the Kotegawa in front of her wasn't the Kotegawa she knew, because what this kid was saying was pure fantasy, something that only happens in dreams... a daydream.

"This isn't just a little bit of greed, okay? What were you thinking? You turned such a realistic dream into such an unrealistic daydream... And why do you want to be a god?"

Kotegawa sat down next to her and looked at her seriously, saying, "Because gods can marry several wives."

Birdsong Flower Dance: "..."

After a long while, she looked at him with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, her tone subtle and her eyes full of disdain: "So after going through all this trouble, you just wanted to say that you dream of marrying multiple wives, right?!"

Kotegawa nodded and then shook his head, emphasizing, "I want to be a god."

"Tch! I despise you!"

"Hmm..." Kotegawa brewed tea and asked casually, "I mean, if, if that day really came, would you be willing to marry me?"

"We'll talk about that when you become a god!"

The room fell silent. She looked up at the ceiling and murmured, "Of course I still want to have my other half all to myself... Don't you think so?"

Kotegawa took a sip of tea.

Enjoying the afternoon sun together.

After a while, there was a knock on the door: "Excuse me! Is anyone home?"

Kotekawa Kami glanced at it, put down his teacup, and got up to open the door.

A girl was standing outside the door—a short-haired senior in her second year of high school, who looked somewhat familiar.

"Excuse me, do you remember me?" the girl asked cautiously.

Kotekawa Kami looked at her for a moment, then suddenly realized and said, "You're that senior from the journalism club...?"

He remembered that last time this girl not only secretly filmed him but also recorded him, and then he was warned by Fujiwara-sensei.

He's a bit strange.

Does this senior student never learn her lesson? Why is she here again?

Senior Takayama forced a smile: "I'm Takayama Sui, a second-year student. I was really rude to meet you last time."

Kotegawa nodded and asked her, "Is there something you need?"

"Here's the thing!" Gao Shanhui looked down and took out a document stamped with the "Student Council" seal from her bag, handing it to him and saying, "The school requires the News Department to conduct an exclusive interview with the Exorcism Club. I wanted to ask when your club is available?"

Kami Kotekawa reached out and took the document, glancing at its contents. The gist was that the Exorcism Club, brimming with talent, had shone brightly at the school festival the day before yesterday. To help everyone learn more about the Exorcism Club, they hoped to collaborate with the news department for an interview, and so on…

It bears not only the student council's seal but also the chairman's seal.

But Fujiwara-sensei didn't inform us about this.

He thought for a moment and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll make a call and ask."

"Please make yourself at home!" Takayama Sui quickly said.

She watched the school festival too; it wouldn't be realistic not to, given how popular the topic was. As the vice president of the news department, how could she not know about it?