"Oh, a chicken."

Parrot Broly strained his lungs out: "Caw! Caw! Caw!"

Upon entering the kitchen, Chihaya saw Aunt Akiba, immediately let go of Kotegawa's hand, grabbed her phone, ran over, and called out, "Akiba's mom!"

"Where did you go to play?" Aunt Qiuye patted her little head.

After greeting Uncle Takama and Aunt Natsume, and confirming that Sorata was home, Kotegawa went upstairs to find him.

In the room at the very end of the corridor, Honba Sora's eyes were red, and his fingers were flying across the keyboard. He was arguing fiercely with someone and didn't even notice when I came in.

Kotegawa stood by and watched for a while, and found that although Glasses-kun was usually not very talkative, online, his ten fingers seemed to come alive, leaving the other side speechless.

Not satisfied, Sora posted more than a dozen more messages before finally closing the forum and shutting down his computer. Then, he turned around and saw Kotekawa, and was startled. He complained, "Why didn't you say hello?"

Kotegawa rolled his eyes: "I've been standing here for over ten minutes!"

"Uh..." Honba Sorata looked embarrassed and got up to stretch.

Kotegawa casually remarked, "We don't need to keep doing this. Also, there's Ogasawa-senpai to consider. Don't neglect her because of this."

"Hmm." Honba Sorata grinned. "Takanashi told me that she wasn't affected too much. I won't argue with people anymore, because that would only bring her trouble. Don't worry about Ogasawa-senpai, we'll still go on dates every day."

Kotegawa chuckled, "I haven't seen you much lately. You've certainly been living a very fulfilling life."

"No..." Honba Sorata said modestly, his eyes shining: "Furugawa, I want to grow taller! Before graduation, I want to be at least as tall as Ogasawara-senpai!"

Recalling his encounter with his senior, Ogasawara, he sincerely said, "Then you'd better work hard to be self-disciplined!"

Chapter 129 The Amamiya Family's Mischievous Child (Part Two)

At 1 p.m., at the entrance of "Shiomi Kindergarten", Kotegawa mingled among the parents, quietly waiting for the gate to open.

He came to hold a parent-teacher conference for the big white cat's "child." It wasn't a big deal, after all, the big white cat was quite good at being a cat and took good care of Qingkong. In the past, when Qingkong went home alone at night, the big white cat would follow behind her and quietly protect her.

So he agreed to help with something as small as attending a parent-teacher conference without much thought.

Looking around, all the mothers who came to help their children attend parent-teacher meetings were young mothers who were dressed up and carrying parasols.

Now, whether it's intentional or coincidental, they surround him, whispering amongst themselves, their eyes gleaming, and occasionally letting out a few secret laughs.

With the sun blazing overhead and him surrounded by onlookers, enduring a more intense gaze than when walking on the street, even with his self-cultivation skills, he couldn't help but calm his mind and seek peace of mind, trying to avoid seeing them.

As Glasses Guy once said, women become very bold after marriage, and it seems there's some truth to that.

He endured this agonizing wait for over ten minutes when a young woman with a single ponytail, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers, came running over. She spoke a few words to the gatekeeper, and the electronic gate blocking the parents slowly opened. The young woman then ran to the gate, first looking at Kotekawa Kami with surprise, and then politely waving: "Parents of Class 4, please come this way with me! Please be careful not to crowd!"

Class 4, the class where the Amamiya family's children are.

Kotegawa began to walk, following the crowd inside.

The girl in the white short-sleeved shirt standing next to him was looking him up and down, and asked in confusion, "Hello, may I ask whose parent you are?"

The school provides a school bus for daily pick-up and drop-off, and parents are often invited to participate in activities. So, while we may not be very familiar with the parents, we are all somewhat acquainted with them. Therefore, the sudden appearance of a new face can be a bit alarming.

Kotegawa politely replied, "I'm a friend of Amamiya Kazuki's mother; she should have already spoken to me."

He was also a little confused, since the big white cat had made the phone call right in front of him.

The girl suddenly realized: "So you're the one Ms. Amamiya mentioned, um, sir?"

"Just call me Kotegawa."

“Okay, Mr. Kotegawa.” The girl readily agreed, took out her phone and said, “I’m Suzuki Mako, a third-year student currently doing an internship. Let’s add each other on WeChat? It’ll be convenient to contact you if needed.”

Kotegawa thought for a moment and said, "If anything happens to Kozuki, please contact her mother directly."

"Ah, that's true..." Suzuki Mako put her phone away with some disappointment.

Kotegawa nodded slightly and followed his parents through the school and into the classroom of "Class Four".

The classroom was air-conditioned, and the small children stood at the back of the classroom with their hands behind their backs, giving up their seats.

Kotekawa Kami searched around the house, his gaze finally settling on a little girl with a single ponytail and a small, palm-sized face.

The little girl leaned against the wall with her hands behind her back, looking a bit lazy. She was yawning, her big eyes drooping, revealing her boredom.

Kotegawa felt a strange urge to laugh. The white cat told him that her "daughter" was actually much older than "5 years old," but was just too small to fit into the role of a kindergarten child.

Mako Suzuki walked to the podium, cleared her throat, and first gave a long welcome speech, then explained the general process of the parent-teacher meeting—listening to a lecture on how to protect oneself in the event of supernatural danger.

He walked up to Amamiya Kazuki and squatted down: "Hello, I'm your mother's friend. She asked me to come and help you with the parent-teacher conference."

Amamiya Kazuki clearly knew him. She opened her eyes, stared at him for a while, raised her small hand, pointed to her seat, and didn't say a word.

Kotegawa got up and walked over.

This little girl's seat is easy to spot; the clean spot on the table is hers.

After everyone was seated, he suddenly realized that he was a bit far from the other parents.

On the podium, Mako Suzuki glanced in this direction, showing no surprise whatsoever.

Kotegawa didn't think anything of it, and listened to Suzuki Mako talk about some safety precautions to take during the summer vacation.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door. An elderly gentleman with gray hair bowed slightly to the parents in the room, and then said to Suzuki Mako on the podium, "Ms. Suzuki, please come out for a moment."

Mako Suzuki went out and returned with a smile not long after, followed by two people in special department uniforms, a man and a woman, who both looked very young.

Kotegawa glanced at it but didn't react.

The girl in the special department uniform reacted a bit too strongly to him and instinctively covered her mouth.

At this moment, Mako Suzuki smiled and introduced, "These two are university students majoring in Supernatural Defense at Waseda University. They will be entering the Special Department for a real internship during the summer vacation. Today's lecture..."

A burst of applause erupted from the audience.

Being able to intern in a special department during one's first year of university is a testament to their promising future.

The two men, both wearing special department uniforms, couldn't help but straighten their posture.

Mako Suzuki gave the podium to the two of them and walked to the back of the classroom.

The boy in uniform first wrote the words "The horror of supernatural events" on the podium with chalk, and then began to explain with a slightly nervous expression.

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In fact, these kinds of lectures are held every year, and almost everyone grew up listening to them; they are deeply ingrained in people's minds.

This kind of work is unpaid, so it is usually done by college freshmen. In some remote areas, special personnel are sent there.

The lecture lasted for half an hour, and as is customary, a simulation demonstration was to be conducted at the end.

Akiko Amano, dressed in her uniform, looked intently at Kami Kotegawa.

But before she could speak, Mako Suzuki said with a smile, "The simulation demonstration will be conducted by the principal herself..."

Akiko Amano turned her head and saw that the old man who had welcomed her in earlier had changed into a monster costume and was waiting at the door.

She had no choice but to abandon her own plans and join in the applause.

The kindergarten director seemed quite experienced in playing monsters, baring his teeth and making strange noises.

The children on the stage were terrified and burst into tears. The boy who had been giving the explanation was dumbfounded, and even the principal was taken aback.

Kotegawa watched silently.

If a child were to encounter a man-eating monster outside, it would be considered good if they could even cry out.

The classroom was a bit chaotic. Suzuki Mako quickly led the crying child down and replaced them with other children. The principal also toned down her acting slightly, no longer being as exaggerated as before, so the simulation exercise could proceed completely.

After everything was over, Kotegawa turned to look at Amamiya Kazuki, who was walking slowly towards him, and said, "Your mother asked me to take you to the coffee shop."

The little girl tilted her head, looked at him, revealed her little tiger teeth, and said in a soft, childish voice, "I'm not going! You can go now!"

“Once you get back to the coffee shop, I can't stop you from going wherever you want.” Kotekawa Kami shook his head and made way for him: “Pack your things.”

Amamiya Kazuki's lips twitched into dimples, and he took a deep breath, seemingly about to shout.

Kotegawa glanced at her.

The kitten suddenly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over its head.

She immediately calmed down, packed her things, slung her small schoolbag over her shoulder, and walked out.

Kotegawa greeted Suzuki Mako and followed her.

Akiko Amano, who hadn't left yet, looked at his and Kazuki Amamiya's retreating figures with a puzzled expression in her eyes.

It doesn't seem to be the same girl I saw this morning.

Chapter 130 The Working Diary of an Internet-Addicted Girl

At 7 p.m., a car slowly pulled up in front of the gate of Kano Private Junior High School. Kotekawa Kamimi got out of the driver's seat and walked into the school, which was only lit by streetlights.

The sunset was breathtaking, casting a warm glow over the campus.

He walked through the entire front courtyard, went straight to the old school building at the back, jumped over the gate, and entered the cold and eerie old school building.

He went down into the basement with ease, all the way to the deepest level.

It was still incredibly cold and gloomy here, but compared to when I came before, there was more light, and there were more tables, chairs... and computers.

A row of ghosts were quietly clicking the mouse and typing on the keyboard.

The light from the screen reflected on their faces, adding to their sinister appearance.

Upon seeing him arrive, they silently rose, bowed in unison, and then sat back down to continue their own business.

Kotegawa nodded slightly and walked to the other side.

Previously, the girls here were almost driven crazy with boredom, spending their days just spacing out.

Especially Miss Ling, who moved in, cried and begged to leave every few days.

After much deliberation, inspired by the clear sky, he installed a number of computers here and added singing equipment for Miss Ling, which finally stabilized the situation somewhat.

Miss Ling stopped making a fuss about going out.

He walked briskly, found room "305", and knocked on the door.

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