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

Kotegawa, having finished his work, boasted, "How was that? Impressive, right?"

Mikazuki paused, looking at him strangely, then suddenly stretched out her fair arm, picked up a hot water bottle from the bedside table, and tentatively asked, "Can you freeze this into an ice cube?"

"No problem..." Kotekawa reached out and took it. His inner energy left his body, and within a few breaths, cold air was rising from the cup.

Mikazuki stared in disbelief, reaching out to touch it; it was so cold it hurt her fingertips.

He put the cup back on the bedside table, put his arm around her slender waist, and said with a smile, "You see, I have this ability. Even if I really encounter an enemy I can't beat, I can run away, so don't worry."

There was still hesitation in the girl's eyes.

Kotegawa turned to her side and switched places with her, whispering in her ear, "Besides, I also hope to fight more powerful yokai, so that I can become stronger..."

The girl suddenly let out a muffled groan, whispering in embarrassment and annoyance, "Let's... let's get down to business... um..."

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

Chapter 114 Using Oneself as Bait

On Saturday morning, Yasuhiro Ishikawa arrived at Kotegawa's house early. As Kotegawa sat in the passenger seat with a box of meat buns, Ishikawa was about to start the car and leave when he inexplicably felt a malevolent gaze staring at him from somewhere.

He looked around but didn't find anything wrong. Then he thought that maybe he hadn't slept well last night and his mind was still a little foggy. So he stopped thinking about it, grabbed a bun from the box that Kotekawa had placed on his lap, put it in his mouth, and drove away.

In the study on the second floor, Mikazuki Seisakusho closed the curtains, clenched her little fists, and thought to herself, "This ugly old man is so rude. Maybe I should make him a laxative bun next time."

She vented her anger on the curtains for a while, then started tidying up the sofa in the study, took the sheets and duvet covers downstairs and threw them into the laundry tub, before rushing back to the bedroom to grab another pile of sheets and duvet covers.

She couldn't sleep in her room last night, so she was first moved to Kotegawa's bedroom, and then to the study...

Hua Wu will be coming over soon, so she needs to clean the house quickly.

She yawned slightly, and suddenly the image of Kotegawa, who looked completely refreshed when he left, came to mind.

The girl felt a shy flutter in her heart, and at the same time, she couldn't help but wonder: Every time, she was the one who was exhausted... How much stamina did he actually have?

……

At the station, Kotegawa swallowed the last bun, fastened his armor, slung his sword pouch over his shoulder, and followed Ishikawa Yasuhiro toward the Special Division's private carriage.

Among the crowd of onlookers, Takayama Sui, dressed in her school uniform and carrying a bag, felt another surge of excitement.

It must be Kotegawa! He definitely has a very special relationship with the Special Division!

Kotekawa Kami spotted her out of the corner of his eye, but didn't turn his head to look at her.

After entering the carriage, he and Ishikawa Yasuhiro sat in the last corner as usual. Kotegawa, with his back to everyone, asked, "I wanted to ask you this the day before yesterday, why don't you take a plane to places as far away as Tottori in Hokkaido?"

“Well…” Yasuhiro Ishikawa explained, “It’s a tradition of the Special Division. Taking the express train also helps protect the safety of the passengers… Well, in previous years, the probability of a train being attacked by a monster was higher than that of an airplane.”

At this point, he suddenly lowered his voice: "Although airplanes rarely crash, the survival rate is extremely low when one does; so after considering all aspects, it is still more cost-effective to take the train."

Kotegawa nodded silently, saying nothing more.

Soon, a tall flight attendant in a red skirt and black hoodie brought breakfast.

After eating a few beef and cauliflower bento boxes, Kotegawa put his mask on, lowered his seat, and began to close his eyes to rest.

Tokyo is not as close to Tottori Prefecture as it is to Hokkaido, so this round trip will probably take until late at night again.

Of course, this is on the premise that once you arrive, you can solve the problem smoothly and efficiently.

Otherwise, I might have to stay there for one night.

Around 1 p.m., the train finally arrived at its destination.

After sitting upright all morning, Kotegawa got off the train, stretched his back, and followed Ishikawa Yasuhiro. He exchanged a few words with the local special affairs officer who was waiting at the station, then got on the train and hurried to the hotel where the incident occurred.

The hotel is located in Iwami-cho, which is very close to Tottori City, but the location is a bit dangerous, situated on the outskirts of a dense mountain forest that seems to stretch out in the distance.

The hotel was originally designed for bounty hunters and special agents who frequently ventured into the mountains and forests. Although dangerous, it was also expensive, which could be considered a way to make money amidst danger.

This time, however, things went wrong.

Kotegawa and his group arrived at their destination quickly and saw the hotel in person.

Outside the hotel stood a high concrete wall, beyond which were rings of iron chains covered with talismans. Outside the door was a shrine, and wisps of smoke still lingered in front of it.

The sturdy iron gate was wide open, and they drove the car straight in.

The layout of the buildings inside the high walls is not complicated. There is only one five-story building surrounded by flower beds and lawns. The walls are made of neat red bricks, which are bright and clean, and have a style that is very similar to that of a certain overseas country.

The exorcism team from the Special Division demonstrated a high level of professionalism this time. As soon as they got off the vehicle, everyone put on wireless earphones and gloves, and held instruments that Kotegawa had never seen before, and surrounded the entire hotel.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro took out his gun, gripped it with both hands, pointed the muzzle downwards, turned his head and said in a deep voice to Kotegawa, "Let's go in and take a look."

Kotegawa nodded and followed him into the hotel, whose doors were also open.

The hotel has long wooden floorboards that creak slightly when you walk on them.

But at this moment, the entire hotel was empty. Not only were the special agents gone, but the hotel owner and the staff had all disappeared as well.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro looked tense and gripped the gun handle tightly, but fortunately he still had his senses and didn't put his index finger on the trigger.

Speaking of which, he and Kotegawa had experienced a similar situation a few months ago.

But that time I knew it was an evil spirit causing the trouble.

Upon entering the hotel, Ishikawa Yasuhiro became much more cautious, lagging behind Kotegawa by a step, following Kotegawa wherever he went.

Kotegawa said nothing, looking around the hotel. The corridors, the lobby, and the rooms with open doors were all normal. Apart from the fact that no one was there, there was no indication that anything had happened.

He sniffed and caught a faint but slightly pungent burning smell, like the smell that lingers on your body when you're warming yourself by a fire in the wild in winter.

“Kotegawa, maybe we’ve found the right person—no! The right ghost!” Ishikawa Yasuhiro, who was following behind, suddenly said.

Kotekawa Kami understood what he was talking about and nodded in agreement.

This disappearance bears a strong resemblance to the sudden appearance of ghosts on the city streets.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's voice was deep: "What kind of supernatural ability is this? Spatial teleportation?"

"We'll know once we find out." Kotegawa was also curious to know if such a convenient ability as "spatial teleportation" really existed.

The two of them walked around the hotel for a while and found the surveillance room, but neither of them went to check it.

The hotel had an unusual power outage before the incident last night, so I couldn't take any pictures.

Otherwise, Ishikawa Yasuhiro wouldn't have needed to bring so many people to investigate.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa frowned, his brow furrowed with anxiety.

Apart from the fact that the person had disappeared, there was nothing else strange about the entire hotel.

"Have you found anything?" He looked at Kotegawa with anticipation in his eyes.

Kotegawa pondered for a moment and said, "There must have been a red oni here."

"Red Oni?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro was taken aback, his expression filled with surprise and seriousness. "Are you sure? The Red Oni is different from other ghosts. It's a pure ghost, born from the legendary hell, with an affinity for fire and immense strength, but I've never heard of it being able to teleport..."

“I have dealt with the Red Demon before, so I’m pretty sure it’s true, but I can’t rule out the possibility that he’s deliberately misleading me.”

Although Kotegawa spoke conservatively, his tone carried certainty. He had killed the Red Oni and even obtained a talent called "Disintegration" (first stage).

It is precisely because of this, combined with his own strength, that ordinary people cannot even withstand a single sword strike from him.

"report!"

A squad leader ran in with a serious expression.

"speak!"

"Nothing unusual was found outside the hotel!"

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's face darkened, and he waved his hand impatiently.

They didn't find a single thing, so why are they coming to report it?

He looked at Kotegawa Kami, and Kotegawa looked back at him.

"Are there no more clues?" he asked, unwilling to give up.

Kotegawa pondered for a moment and said, "There is another way, but I don't know if it will work."

"What? Just tell me!"

Kotegawa looked up at the inn and said softly, "We'll stay here tonight."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was stunned, a chill instantly running down his spine... Was he going to use himself as bait? This really was a terrible solution...

"Will it work?"

He asked in a low voice.

“Let’s copy what the Special Division did yesterday. We’ll probably be able to get it.” Kotegawa thought for a moment and said, “To be honest, I want to go back to Tokyo even more than you do, but this whole thing is suspicious, so spending a night here is fine.”

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's expression flickered with uncertainty. Finally, he gritted his teeth, nodded, and said, "I'll send someone to do it right away! We'll stay here tonight!"

He hurried outside and gathered his men.

Kotegawa Kami also took out his phone and sent a message to Mikazuki.

[The Special Division doesn't seem to have the habit of flying. Tottori is really far away, so we can't go back tonight and will have to stay at a hotel. I'll tell Kurumi and ask her to stay at my place tonight.]

Mikazuki replied quickly: [It's alright, Kurumi is right next to me, I'll talk to her. Just be careful!]

"Hu Tao went to the coffee shop?" He paused for a moment, then called Hu Tao.

I need to talk about this in person.

The call was answered quickly, and it was a little noisy on the other end.

Hu Tao's cheerful voice rang out: "Takanashi and I are having coffee at the coffee shop. Qingkong just told me, so don't worry, I'm taking her home tonight."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

"Well, don't worry about this. But about you, I heard from Qingkong that you and the Special Division are investigating the strange things that have happened these past few days?"

"Yes, the sooner it's resolved, the sooner we can have peace of mind."

"Have you found any clues?"

"Not yet, but we should have some progress soon..." Kotegawa thought for a moment, then changed the subject, "There's something else I wanted to tell you..."

"Go ahead and tell me! Just don't forget to treat me to a meal later!"