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

Therefore, if your child asks to borrow your car, it must be for a reason, and it's probably more than just a friendly relationship.

That's a pretty good guess.

Kotegawa and Ishikawa Yasuhiro had a rather unusual partnership. They helped each other out, with one taking the money and the other taking the blame, and their cooperation was always very pleasant.

He turned around, opened the car door, then opened the trunk, picked up the luggage on the ground one by one and put it in, and said with a smile, "Let's go home first."

Aunt Qiuye first helped Xiaoqian get into the car, then reached out and pulled Uncle Jian'er out of the passenger seat, and then got in herself.

Uncle Jian Er looked slightly helpless, sat in the back row, glanced at the ground outside to make sure nothing was left behind, then closed the car door and turned to help Xiao Qian fasten her seatbelt.

Kami Kotekawa jogged to the driver's seat, closed the door, started the car, and turned on the air conditioning.

It immediately felt much cooler.

Xiaoqian, who was sitting in the back, stretched and leaned against the soft and comfortable seat, feeling so comfortable that she felt like she was going to sleep.

She got up before dawn this morning to come to Tokyo, and then waited and waited until now. Only now has the excitement, nervousness and anticipation in her heart gradually subsided, and she has started to feel sleepy.

After all, he's still just a child.

Kotegawa glanced in the rearview mirror and said softly, "You must have had a tough journey."

My family lives in a remote rural area, so coming to Tokyo is really not easy.

Aunt Qiuye smiled and shook her head, looking at the rows of streetlights lit up on the road outside the car, and then at Chihaya who was sleeping in the back seat. She said in a very low voice, "Your Uncle Kenji and I were planning to come in a couple of days, but Nagano suddenly had to implement traffic control, so we came early. We also thought that you would be in class at school when we came, so we didn't have time to say hello to you and Haruka-chan."

"What are you saying?" Kotegawa quickly replied, "I've only been studying for a few months, not starting a family or career."

"Auntie isn't being distant with you." Aunt Qiuye's eyes were filled with tenderness: "But now that you have someone to date, you have to be careful in all aspects... Auntie has been through this before."

This is different from the last time I went home.

Qingkong has become Xiaojian's girlfriend, and they will most likely walk down the aisle together in the future, so we can't afford to be so negligent anymore.

Kotekawa chuckled and said softly, "Don't worry, Qingkong is as gentle as you, a very kind girl."

"You rascal!" Aunt Qiuye, who was also praised, couldn't hide her smile. She playfully slapped him and said modestly, "Auntie isn't actually that good."

Uncle Jian Er leaned forward slightly and sighed, "Xiao Jian, your Aunt Qiu Ye was quite something when she was young."

Back when he was in high school, he was dragged away by Qiuye to "confess" to her, and he was completely powerless to resist... The extent of her wickedness can only be described as "outrageous" or "unbelievable."

Aunt Qiuye's voice unconsciously rose a little, but before she could say anything, she realized that Xiaoqian had already fallen asleep, so she could only hold back and raise her eyebrows high.

Actually, this piece of wood is good in every way. We've hardly ever argued over the years. It's just a pity that it has a talking mouth!

Chapters 1-3 Meeting the Parents (4400)

Kotegawa didn't hide the fact that Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiba had come to Tokyo from Mikazuki Seisakusho. He told her as soon as he found out, otherwise it would have been a shock.

Even so, Mikazuki Seisakusou's hands still trembled slightly, and she suddenly became quite nervous.

This feeling is completely different from when I visited the Kotegawa family last time. In a sense, Aunt Akiba will also be her aunt, and it would be perfectly reasonable to call her a future mother-in-law.

Kotegawa had told her about this, and she had always kept it in mind, but she never expected it to happen so suddenly.

However, she wasn't entirely nervous. Girls are always more thoughtful than boys. She had already thought that since summer vacation was approaching and Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiha would be arriving soon, she had prepared the empty room in advance. All she had to do was take out the brand-new bedding from the closet so she could move in.

Having asked for leave and left the coffee shop early, Mikazuki Haruka quickly pulled Motoba Yuka back home.

She couldn't leave Youjia out, otherwise she was afraid she would be so nervous that she would tremble and leave a bad impression on the two elders.

Yujia didn't share her feelings. Her family and the Kotegawa family were practically family friends, and she had never considered the Kotegawa family as outsiders. So she was quite happy and was currently busy using her phone to "inform" her father at home.

Mikazuki Seisakusou felt a bit flustered. She and Yuka were almost home when she suddenly realized that they should have gone to the supermarket to buy groceries first. It didn't matter what the three of them ate for dinner at home, but not this time.

So she turned around, grabbed Youjia, and hurriedly headed back to the shopping street.

Seeing that she was completely flustered, Youjia couldn't help but comfort her, "Why are you so nervous? It's not like we've never met before."

Mikazuki Seisakusho ignored her, walking along while pondering the dinner menu.

Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiha must be exhausted after a long day of traveling. They probably didn't eat much lunch in the car, so the cooking time must be short... ideally under ten minutes, but it's a family meal...

She suddenly stopped, hesitated for three seconds, then suddenly pulled Youjia and turned to run home.

Jia was a little confused.

What's going on here?

fitness?

Looking at Mikazuki's tense profile, she resisted the urge to ask questions and followed her all the way home.

As soon as she got home, Mikazuki Haruka took off her shoes and rushed into the kitchen in her socks without even changing into slippers. A short while later, she came out carrying a large bag, handed it to Yuka, and told her to quickly put on her shoes.

Yuka opened the bag and saw that it contained a large lobster that Kotegawa had brought from Ise yesterday morning. She had originally planned to eat it last night, but her family's restaurant was very busy and she was called back. She thought she was going to miss it, but she didn't expect that Mikazuki and Kotegawa hadn't eaten it at all, and hadn't even cooked a meal. They had ordered takeout.

This touched her deeply. She never expected that she held such an important place in the hearts of her two best friends, who would rather order takeout when she wasn't around.

Just as she was lost in thought.

Mikazuki Seisakusaku changed his shoes, grabbed his keys, locked the door, and ran back to the shopping street with Yuka. The two ran all the way back to the coffee shop without stopping, and this time Yuka was out of breath.

Mikazuki wasn't much better off; she was barely able to breathe. With a tense expression, she ran to the counter and handed the bag of lobsters to the surprised Sachiko Amamiya, saying anxiously, "Manager, I need to order food. Please also cook these lobsters for me. I'm in a rush and don't have time to make dinner."

Sachiko Amamiya knew what it was about, and her expression became serious. She took the bag, looked at it, and nodded gently, saying, "Don't worry, it won't take more than ten minutes. Take a look at the menu first, and after you order, just write down the order and send it to the kitchen window."

"Yes, thank you so much for your help!" Mikazuki Haruka quickly bowed and thanked her.

"Oh, why are you being so polite with me? Besides, I'm familiar with Kotegawa, and he's helped me a lot!" Manager Amamiya waved his hand with a smile, picked up the bag, and went to the kitchen first.

The kitchen where food is prepared is a very mysterious place, and only she is allowed to enter. Normally, Mikazuki and Yuka would at most deliver orders and serve dishes at the window.

Mikazuki Seisakusaku took a deep breath, her tense mood finally calming down. She picked up a menu, sat down with Yuka, their heads close together, and began to consider what to eat.

The food at the coffee shop has always been delicious, and Kotegawa has always praised it highly. Moreover, she learned a large part of her cooking skills from the shop's manager, Amamiya, so there's no need to worry about the taste. The main thing to consider is whether you can get used to the food.

Yuka pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiba used to be from Tokyo, so they shouldn't be picky about food. We can just order whatever we want, right?"

She thought for a moment and whispered, "Youjia, could you ask Uncle Guima for me? He's known Uncle Jian and Aunt Qiuye for a long time, so he might know something about this."

“Okay, I’ll ask for you… But what kind of special dishes are there in Tokyo?” Yuka said, her hands moving quickly as she called her father.

Although this country is not large, there are quite a few differences in the taste of food. Not only the taste, but sometimes even the way a dish is prepared is different.

Take eating eel for example. In the Kanto region, it is steamed first and then grilled to make the meat tender; but in the Kansai region, it is simply grilled over a fire.

Besides the eel, the ingredients and preparation methods for miso soup are also very different on both sides, resulting in different flavors.

Nagano Prefecture is located right between Kanto and Kansai, and it may be different from both Kanto and Kansai... Although I stayed at my old home in Kotegawa for two days last time, Aunt Akiba probably took special care of them at the time, and the food she made was more Tokyo-style, which may not be what adults like.

Therefore, it's good to ask more people.

Thinking about this, she felt a little annoyed; she should have found out about all of this from Kotegawa beforehand.

Just as she was hesitating whether to secretly ask Kotegawa for information, Yuka's call went through.

Yujia asked directly, "Dad, you've known Uncle Kenji for so many years, you should know what kind of food he likes to eat, right?"

"Kenji?" Honba Kima thought for a moment and said, "He loves Akiba's cooking the most."

The two girls who were listening intently fell silent.

Youjia said speechlessly, "Aunt Qiuye came all the way from home, do you really expect her to go through the trouble of cooking dinner again? Please don't interrupt, let's talk about something else!"

Mikazuki Seisakusaku was a little anxious, but since the person opposite him was an elder, he could only wait patiently.

Honba Kijima thought for a moment and then laughed, “Kenji isn’t picky at all. He’s never really interested in food. Listen to me, you don’t need to put in any effort. The main thing is Akiba. I’ve heard Kenji say that Akiba likes cantaloupe Baumkuchen, monjayaki, and a baked bun… Hmm, but the cake shop is probably closed now… Sigh, those were his preferences when he was young. I’m not sure if he still likes them now.”

Mikazuki Seisakusho silently memorized these things. Without thinking, she wrote the names of the dishes on the menu. She had worked here for many years and knew the menu by heart. The one she had taken earlier was mainly for Yuka to see, hoping she could give her some advice.

On the other end of the line, seeing that she had an idea, Youjia chatted with her father for a few words and then hung up the phone.

She leaned forward and thought for a moment before saying, "We might as well try to think about the dishes that Kotegawa likes to eat. Maybe what he likes to eat is what Uncle Kenji and the others like to eat now."

Mikazuki paused, then his eyes lit up, and he said, "That's right! How could I have forgotten about this?"

"They say people in love become fools, and that's absolutely true!" Yujia said, half teasing and half sighing.

This is exactly what they mean by "concern leads to confusion," isn't it?

Mikazuki Seisakusaku paused for a moment, rolled his eyes, and casually picked up the menu. Yuka looked over with great interest, but suddenly, both of them fell silent.

Huh? Come to think of it, Kotegawa doesn't seem to have any particular favorite dishes? Aside from disliking raw egg over rice, it seems like he likes all the other dishes?

The two girls had the same idea and exchanged a puzzled look.

After a moment, Yu Jia said awkwardly, "Never mind, forget what I just said."

Mikazuki pondered and said, "Actually, Kotegawa prefers Chinese food, especially dumplings and noodles. Once, he even shed tears while eating them."

Youjia nodded subconsciously.

She clearly remembers that the weather was very cold that day. Mikazuki cooked three bowls of meatball noodle soup for a late-night snack, and each bowl had two poached eggs in it.

Kotegawa started crying as he ate.

At the time, she and Mikazuki thought he was homesick.

Mikazuki Seisakusho thought for a while and then hesitated.

Yujia snapped out of her daze and reminded her, "We're running out of time."

It should only take about half an hour to pick someone up from Kotegawa in Shinjuku. Of course, there might be some traffic now, but it won't take too long, maybe forty or fifty minutes at most. But if we keep hesitating like this, we'll just be wasting time.

After making up her mind, Mikazuki Seishun ordered six dishes and a soup, including stewed chicken and fish.

After writing all that down, she thought about it and felt it wasn't enough, so she went to get another form, wrote some more down, and then hurriedly delivered it to the kitchen.

She glanced at the time and waited quietly.

Although I want to go back and clean now, I know that if I leave Jia here alone, she definitely won't be able to bring back all this food.

Moreover, although she had never been inside the kitchen of the restaurant, there must have been more than one chef inside, so even with so many dishes ordered, it wouldn't take too long.

Sure enough, fifteen minutes later, the manager of Amamiya called out to the two of them from the kitchen.

The two quickly got up and went into the kitchen.

Store manager Amamiya was packing a food container that was about half a person's height, which looked like a small box at first glance.

She pointed and instructed, "Once the lobster is prepared, put it in the broth."