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

Kotegawa fell silent.

Yosuke is the biological child of Kenji and Akiha... He is also the eternal pain in the hearts of the elderly couple, because of this, they have lived in the countryside of Ina City for twenty years.

That's also why he's been so desperate to hide the fact that he's a bounty hunter...

Chapter 125 A Guest Arrives

The next morning, Kotegawa got up at five o'clock as usual, first did two hours of morning lessons in the yard, then quickly tidied up and rushed to help Haruka and Aunt Akiba, who had also gotten up early, cook before 7:30.

We eat xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) for breakfast. There are many people in my family, and if I make each dish individually, it will probably take until noon to finish the meal.

Youjia also got up early and tidied herself up, combing her hair and drawing her eyebrows, making her look much brighter—she usually goes out without makeup in the morning, but her personal hygiene habits have always been very good.

Although she got up early, neither Kotegawa nor Mikazuki allowed her to enter the kitchen without a second thought.

Space is limited, and every time she helps out, there's always a little mishap.

The fact that Glasses-kun is still alive today is thanks to the foresight of Uncle Gui Ma's family.

Youjia didn't mind and was busy making tea for Uncle Jian, who came down from the second floor. She actually felt that she didn't have a big problem, at most she was just a little more active in her thinking.

Uncle Jian took a sip of tea, turned on the TV, and watched the morning weather forecast. The forecaster was still that gentle and virtuous beauty, and her sweet and soft voice came from the speakers: "It's time for today's lucky divination!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jian immediately sat up straight, his gaze serious and his face tense.

Yuka, who was standing next to her, also widened her eyes.

The kitchen fell silent, save for the hissing sound of the gas stove.

"The lucky person for the whole day is... a 20-year-old boy who's sitting in front of the TV brushing his teeth!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the room began to circulate. Uncle Ken took another sip of tea and leaned back on the sofa. Yu Jia breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest. The sound of chopping vegetables also came from the kitchen.

As Furutakawa Kami finished chopping the cabbage, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "I wonder if it's because of the divination that I'm having bad luck, or because I'm having bad luck that I'm being divined... Schrödinger's divination?"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Youjia called out, "I'll go open the door," and before the words were even finished, she had already run over.

The door had barely opened when a loud, energetic shout rang out: "Kenji! Kenji! You bastard, you've finally come back to die!"

Just as he was wondering if it was the newspaper deliveryman, Uncle Jian was startled. He subconsciously got up and walked towards the door, his lips curling up but his face stern: "You're over forty years old, how come you still have such a bad temper?"

In the kitchen, Kotegawa said with a smile, "It's Uncle Takama."

Aunt Qiuye was busy stir-frying vegetables when she heard this and slightly curled her lips: "I can tell, that guy is the same as before, he hasn't changed much."

Although I haven't been back to Tokyo for many years, I haven't lost touch with the Honba family. We still exchange gifts during holidays. I originally planned to visit them at noon, considering the opening hours of the wagashi shop.

Uncle Jian stood at the door, greeting his long-lost friend. When he entered the house, the steamed buns had just been steamed, and the unique aroma of wheat flour filled the room.

"Hey, Qiuye!"

Uncle Gui Ma, dressed smartly, raised his hand to greet him.

Aunt Qiuye glanced at him, then at the woman of medium height following behind, and immediately smiled: "Long time no see, Guima, Xia."

"Good morning, Uncle Takama, Aunt Natsu!" Kotegawa and Mikazuki said in unison.

"Long time no see, Qiuye." Aunt Xia, who looked very much like her daughter, covered her mouth and smiled gently. "Good morning to you both too."

Although her name contains the character "Xia," she has the best temperament among the adults present, and she has always been that way since she was little.

Kotekawa Kami went and got a few more pairs of chopsticks, then invited Uncle Takama and Aunt Natsu to sit down.

Aunt Qiuye smiled, went back to her room to wake up Xiaoqianzao, and took her to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. After they finished, she sat down next to Motoba Natsu and they began to talk about the changes in each other over the years.

Chihiro had already handed the belt over to Kotegawa.

Yuka and Mikazuki Seisakusaku sat together, eating steamed buns while listening to the conversation between the adults on either side.

On the left, it was mostly his father talking non-stop, while Uncle Jian ate in silence, occasionally responding with a word.

On the right, my mother and Aunt Qiuye were eating small bites while reminiscing about the past, managing to do both without missing a beat.

As for Kotegawa, he was blowing on the steam from the buns for Chihaya, but she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that there was something strange about Kotegawa.

Kotegawa did feel a little awkward, mainly because he had heard what Uncle Kenji had said last night. He was worried that Chihaya might have been influenced by her mother to have some strange ideas. Children's minds are very simple. Adults joke around without any scruples. If the girl takes it seriously and remembers it deeply, that wouldn't be good...

However, it's possible that he's worrying unnecessarily. He hasn't kept his relationship with Mikazuki a secret from his family, and Chisato's words yesterday clearly indicate that she knows about it.

So, well... this little girl will probably forget about that incident soon, but when she grows up, it will become a dark history that she'd want to bite her phone to pieces and swallow.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he could imagine how interesting Chihaya's reaction would be when she grew into a young woman.

Chizuru, who was waiting to eat her steamed buns, looked at him strangely: "Are you laughing?"

"No, have some steamed buns." Kotegawa handed her the steamed buns he was holding, took one for himself, and said while eating, "We'll go sightseeing in Tokyo later."

Chihaya's eyes lit up immediately. Being just a child, she couldn't hide her excitement and exclaimed, "I want to go to Senso-ji Temple! I want to see Hachiko! I want to see the Tokyo Skytree..."

When the topic turned to the Tokyo Skytree, her voice suddenly softened, and she pouted before burying her head in her food.

Kotegawa's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

At this moment, Aunt Qiuye, who was talking to Yujia's mother, turned around and said with a smile, "Xiaojian, please take Xiaoqian to play in a little while. Kenji and I will go to your Uncle Guima's house to visit."

"Come to my house for lunch," Aunt Xia added.

Kotegawa replied, "Auntie, I have a friend coming over in a little while."

Aunt Qiuye was taken aback, then suddenly realized, "It's Hana-chan and Kurumi, isn't it?"

Kotegawa nodded.

I was so busy last night that I didn't have time to say anything.

Aunt Xia glanced at Youjia and said to him, "Youjia has caused you trouble during this time."

She was actually a little unhappy about her daughter not coming home and living outside every day. If it weren't for the fact that Mikazuki also lived here, she would never have agreed to it, at least not before the marriage.

Kotegawa shook his head and said, "Yuka has always been very sensible and has helped me a lot. I should thank her."

"Exactly! I'm not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble!" Youjia protested.

Kotegawa often went out at night to do bounty missions, and she took on the important task of keeping Mikazuki company and keeping him warm, so Kotegawa really should thank her!

Chapter 126 A Trip to Tokyo (Part Two)

After breakfast, the younger children went to the kitchen to wash the pots and dishes, leaving the living room for the adults to catch up.

Chizuru didn't join the commotion in the living room. Instead, she sat in front of the kitchen counter, munching on watermelon while secretly observing Mikazuki.

She was wondering what exactly Komi saw in Mikazuki.

This girl was short, about the same height as Chinatsu, and had a youthful appearance, not like a high school student. She looked a bit like Chinatsu's classmate. After secretly observing her all night, it seemed that her personality was also very similar to Chinatsu's—quiet and reserved, and not very talkative.

If Xiaojian likes short girls, then there's no reason for him to come all the way to Tokyo to find a girlfriend, right? After all, there are plenty of short girls in his school back home.

Is that her personality? She does seem to like her very refined older sister at home.

Hmm, it really is my personality, isn't it? Compared to my older sister, I'm more talkative!

She nodded as she thought about it, her eyes forming crescent moons, completely ignoring her favorite watermelon.

That's right, the only thing that seems to be true is her personality! Absolutely! What else could it be? A Tokyo background? Impossible! Xiaojian isn't that kind of person! Besides, in a few years, she'll be able to get into a university in Tokyo herself!

Kotegawa noticed her odd behavior and leaned forward, waving his hand in front of her face: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Xiaoqian snapped out of her reverie and said unhappily, "I was thinking about something!"

Kotegawa was a little surprised and said with a smile, "Chika has reached the age where she has worries too?"

The little girl immediately sniffed and crunched away at the watermelon, then reached out and handed over the rind, her cheeks bulging like a hamster.

Kotegawa took it, threw it in the trash can, washed his hands, and then gave her another piece.

This was brought over from their hometown by Uncle Jian and Aunt Qiuye; it's both sweet and sandy.

"I'm not eating!" Xiaoqian shook her head, jumped off the stool and ran to the bathroom. After washing her face, she ran into the living room and buried herself in Aunt Qiuye's arms, looking eager to try it out.

She couldn't wait to share her reasoning with Akiba's mother!

Kijima glanced at the little girl and laughed, "She's got real energy! She looks just like Yujia! That child even practiced martial arts when she was little!"

Upon hearing this, Yujia, who was in the kitchen, instinctively shook her head. She was just so annoyed that she reluctantly went to learn for a few days and ended up only learning to do a handstand.

"Where's Glasses-kun?" Kotegawa, who was next to her, handed her the last plate and asked again.

Youjia casually remarked, "Oh, he seems to be quite busy lately."

"A date with Ogasawa-senpai?"

“No…” Youjia said in a strange tone, “He’s been arguing with another group of people with Huawu’s fans for more than half a month, and their eyes are bloodshot from arguing.”

Mikazuki and Kotegawa both glanced at each other. Because of this, Takanashi had turned off private messages on all his accounts, trying to avoid seeing or being bothered by it.

Kotegawa didn't even look; he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist the urge to kill the other person.

Mikazuki is currently using a flip phone, which her mother used to have, and she has no intention of changing it.

“Recently, he doesn’t even dare to see Huawu.”

Hua Wu didn't blame him too much.

Youjia waved her hand: "I know, he just feels bad about it, let him be."

"I can't keep getting angry all the time." The health expert, Kotegawa, thought to himself.

Arguing online can escalate quickly and cause health problems. If you get impulsive and arrange a group fight, that would be even worse.

Glasses Guy is so skinny and hasn't practiced any skills, he can't win a fight.

Youjia thought about it seriously and felt that her younger brother was too cowardly to do something as passionate as challenging someone to a street fight.

After washing the pots and pans, the three of them washed their hands and started sharing the watermelon.

I won't join the fun in the living room at this hour.

After they finished dividing the watermelon, Mikazuki glanced at the time on the wall and felt a little hesitant.