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

Mikazuki said gratefully, "Thank you so much, I'm so sorry to have troubled you!"

"It's nothing, it's nothing! Actually, I should have gone over and said hello, but I can't leave the shop right now." Sachiko Amamiya waved her hand with a smile. It was a small matter for her. "Alright, go back first. We can settle the bill tomorrow."

Anyway, Kotegawa wasn't short of money, and she wasn't thinking of giving away the vegetables for free.

After all, she has a large family to support herself.

"Okay! Thank you again!" Mikazuki thanked them repeatedly, and he and Yuka each carried the extra-large food box to one side and left the restaurant.

The two walked very slowly and carefully, taking twice as long as usual to reach their doorstep.

Mikazuki glanced at the door and, seeing that the car hadn't returned yet, breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly opened the door and carried the food box inside.

This time I'm not in such a hurry.

The two girls changed their shoes, carried the food box to the dining table, quickly went to the restroom to wash their hands, then got the tableware, opened the food box, replaced all the disposable boxes with lids, and finally took out the lobster.

Mikazuki looked at them; the three large lobsters still had their heads intact, their whiskers complete, and behind them was a piece of translucent shrimp meat.

She watched for a while, then quickly put the replacement box back into the food container, placed the food container in a place where it wouldn't get in the way, and then turned on the fan to let it blow on her.

It's not that I don't want to turn on the air conditioner, but I'm worried that it will leave my parents with a bad impression of being "wasteful, not thrifty, and unable to endure hardship."

She said to Youjia, "I'll tidy up the sofa and coffee table first. You find a rag and wipe the floor in a bit."

Youjia tilted her head and suggested, "Shall we change our clothes first?"

They're both still wearing their school uniforms!

Mikazuki, who was heading towards the living room, suddenly slapped his forehead and quickly ran back to his room.

Yujia looked at her back with amusement.

If you're already this flustered now, what will you be like when you get married? You'll be so nervous you won't know what to do.

She went back to her room with her hands behind her back and started taking off her skirt. However, when she was halfway through, she realized that the door was not closed. She lifted it up, took a few steps to the door, and closed it.

Five minutes later, Yuka and Mikazuki, now dressed in casual clothes, stood at the door, looking back and forth on both sides of the road.

Yujia's eyes lit up, and she called out, "Coming, coming!"

Mikazuki Seisakusho quickly turned around, looking at the familiar car silhouette in the distance, his heart instantly racing.

She clenched her hands, and her breathing became more rapid.

They moved to the side of the road.

A few seconds later, the car arrived at the front door and slowly came to a stop.

Mikazuki Seisakusho had already spotted Aunt Akiba sitting in the passenger seat. She took a deep breath, put her hands in front of her, and jogged over.

Kotekawa Kami, who got off the bus first, said to her, "Sorry, there was a bit of traffic on the way, so I'm back late."

The girl nodded nervously, walked past him, and ran to the newly opened passenger door. She bowed slightly and said timidly, "It's been a long time since I greeted you, Aunt Qiuye! You must have had a long journey."

She used polite language, but her voice inevitably betrayed her nervousness.

She was worried that Aunt Qiuye would be unhappy with her.

Aunt Qiuye looked her up and down, and for some reason, the smile in her eyes grew wider and wider. She reached into her bag, took out a large red envelope that she had prepared in advance, placed it in her hand, and said softly, "It's nothing, but you have been taking care of Xiaojian. This is a little gift for meeting you. Please accept it, Qingkong-chan."

Feeling the heavy weight of the red envelope, Mikazuki Seisakusaku was somewhat flattered and quickly said, "Actually, it's Xiaojian who has been taking care of me. He's very capable and also very diligent."

"That brat's only redeeming quality is this much," Aunt Qiuye said, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

"Aunt Qiuye! Aunt Qiuye!" Youjia jumped up and down beside her, waving her hand with anticipation in her eyes: "Aunt Qiuye, you must be tired from your journey."

Aunt Qiuye immediately saw what she was thinking and chuckled, "Long time no see, Yujia, but there's no more red envelopes. This one is specially for Qingkong-chan."

The red envelope had a special meaning, as Mikazuki Haruka had heard Kotegawa mention. She blushed and lowered her head, saying, "Thank you, Auntie."

"That's great!" Yuka wasn't disappointed that she didn't get a red envelope; instead, she nudged Mikazuki's back with her elbow, quite envious.

Uncle Jian also got off the bus.

The two girls quickly greeted each other.

Uncle Kenji smiled and didn't say much, only saying to Akihachi, "Put Chihaya down, and we'll talk about the rest back inside."

Aunt Qiuye responded with a soft "Yes."

Kami Kotekawa opened the back door and beckoned to Yuka, who was curious about Chihaya: "Come here and help me with these things."

Youjia rolled her eyes at him and quickly walked over.

This guy just loves to boss her around.

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

Chapter 124 Night Talk

The lavishness of dinner exceeded Uncle Jian'er and Aunt Qiuye's expectations, giving the elderly couple quite a surprise.

Kotegawa, who was carrying his luggage home, glanced at Mikazuki and explained his relationship with the coffee shop owner, Sachiko Amamiya.

He wasn't lying about this. For various reasons, Sachiko Amamiya was genuinely good to Mikazuki. When ordering food, she only needed to pay for the cost of the ingredients, saving on utilities, labor, and everything else.

This meal didn't cost too much money.

He praised Sachiko Amamiya extensively and also mentioned the hours and hourly wage that Haruka usually worked, which put the elderly couple at ease.

Mikazuki tilted her head and glanced at him, her eyes sparkling with a hint of allure.

Youjia arranged for Uncle Jian and Aunt Qiuye to wash up.

Chizuru was put into her own room. He and Uncle Kenji went to live on the second floor, leaving the room to Chizuru and Aunt Akiha.

After the elderly couple had finished washing up, Kotegawa went to wake up Chihaya.

This little girl has been traveling all day and hasn't eaten much along the way. If she doesn't eat something now, she'll probably wake up hungry in a little while.

After waking up, Xiaoqian was in a daze for a while before being attracted by the aroma of a large table of dishes. She sat down next to Aunt Qiuye and ate very attentively, her mouth full of oil.

After dinner and cleaning, Aunt Akiba took Chihaya to the bathroom to take a bath, while the three of them wandered around the house, thinking about where they hadn't prepared enough.

Only Uncle Kenji was holding a cup of tea, leaning back on the sofa, watching familiar news reports, just like he was at home.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, in the quiet room on the second floor, Uncle Kenji, dressed in pajamas and resting his head on his arms, said with some surprise, "Do people in Tokyo go to bed this early now?"

Kotegawa, who was sitting next to me maintaining his sword blade, laughed and said, "There have been a few monster incidents in Tokyo recently, so there aren't many people on the streets after nightfall. However, it depends on the location. It's like that in Bunkyo, but I heard that Shinjuku is still very lively at night, but it's also quite chaotic. Overall, it's better here."

Kenji nodded slightly: "Bunkyo is full of schools, so security is definitely stricter. I just didn't expect Tokyo to be plagued by so many monsters lately."

"It's nothing, they're all nobodies," Kotegawa explained. "The head of the Special Section 1 here is very capable, so it's basically safer here at night than other places."

“I know that evil spirits have a nemesis.” Uncle Kenji closed his eyes. “That person was truly remarkable!”

He grew up hearing stories about the evil spirits and knew how wicked and terrifying the organization was.

Kotegawa grunted in agreement, sheathed the cleaned longsword, and placed it on the sword rack.

Wiping the blade of a sword before bed is like wiping your soul.

He lay down contentedly, covered himself with the blanket, and quietly gathered a ball of true energy in his left hand, then slapped it out, instantly making the somewhat stuffy quiet room much cooler.

After a while, Uncle Jian Er next to me also covered himself with a blanket, somewhat puzzled: "It's cooler here at night than at home."

"Perhaps it's because the rainy season has just ended? It's not the hottest time of the year yet."

"Yeah, that's good." Kenji didn't think much of it.

Kotegawa stared at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "Uncle Kenji, I have a feeling that Chihaya and Aunt Akiha are hiding something from me."

When he went to pick her up at the station earlier, Xiaoqian's comment that seemed out of character for her age, calling her a "womanizer," left a deep impression on him.

With a smile in his eyes, Uncle Kenji said slowly, "Chihaya's mother once told Akiha that she would marry Chihaya to you after she graduated from high school."

Kami Kotekawa sat bolt upright, turned around and looked at him in astonishment, blurting out, "No way! She's still in elementary school!"

Chizuru was five or six years younger than him. When he first met Chizuru, she was still a baby in swaddling clothes.

It could be said that he practically watched Chiharu grow up.

Hearing about this now, he felt it was utterly absurd.

"Adults also had their youth. They've experienced the hardships of life, so their perspective on things is different from when they were young," Uncle Jian explained patiently. Although he was also a delinquent back then, he wasn't good with words and his brain wouldn't process things if he spoke too fast.

Kotegawa was at a loss for words.

He subconsciously resisted this kind of thing, and felt uncomfortable being arranged for it.

He has his own life, and Chihaya has her own life. How can they be so easily and arbitrarily tied together?

At this moment, Uncle Kenji said again, "Don't worry about it. It's probably just a joke. Otherwise, Chihaya's father would have smashed down our door long ago. Besides, Akiha didn't forbid you from dating, did he?"

Kotekawa Kami thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and said with a smile, "Exactly! How tragic would it be if a little girl this age were to be married off by an arranged marriage?"

Interpersonal relationships in the countryside are not as tense and complicated as in big cities. After all, you see each other all the time, and sometimes when you get to know each other well, it's okay to make a few harmless jokes. Besides, the two families already have a good relationship, and Xiaoqian has long called Qiuye Auntie "Qiuye Mom".

Uncle Jian smiled and said nothing more.

Reassured, Kotegawa lay back down.

"Oh, right." Uncle Jian suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look out the window of the quiet room, where a large black shadow stood under the starry night.

"Renovating a new home really doesn't cost any money?"

"Yes, it was to cooperate with the Special Division in catching monsters, so they naturally bore the losses." Kotekawa Kami said, his eyes wide.

That time, Tentoji came over to try and catch Takanashi, but Ishikawa Yasuhiro and his men caught them red-handed. The two sides fought a skirmish, and that's when the house was damaged. The incident even made the news, so it was all sorted out.

Kenji sighed, "Tokyo isn't peaceful either! First the Evil Spirit Society, then..." He shook his head, his heart pounding from watching the news lately.

Kotegawa chuckled dryly: "Tokyo, the most bustling place, of course it has everything, but most of the time it's still quite safe."

The room fell silent again.

A few minutes later, Uncle Jian suddenly said in an inexplicable tone, "Xiao Jian, your uncle is not an ignorant person. I know that you are very good at martial arts."

Kotegawa, who was about to fall asleep next to her, suddenly felt a pang of anxiety. Had they been exposed?

“But yokai are completely different from martial arts. They’re not something ordinary people can deal with… Akiha and I have always forbidden you from getting involved in these things because we’re afraid you’ll end up like Yosuke and leave us…”