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

Kotegawa then fed her watermelon and said, "You probably won't be able to make it to the opening ceremony next month, but don't worry. I'll help you catch up on your studies during this time. You should be able to be discharged from the hospital by then, and I can visit your house every day."

Hu Tao nodded, then slowly sipped the watermelon from her mouth, trying not to aggravate the wound on her face.

Actually, she wasn't in a hurry at all about her studies.

Kotegawa continued, "In that case, I'll have more opportunities to meet your family, and I'll try my best to change his impression of me."

Hu Tao nodded again; this matter was far more important than studying.

The sweetness of the watermelon juice seeped into her throat and tongue, with just the right amount of coolness, making her squint her eyes comfortably. However, as she relaxed, the range of her teeth opening and closing suddenly widened, pulling on the wound on her face and causing a sudden pain.

She was startled, raised her hand to touch the gauze on her face, and her improved mood instantly plummeted again.

The doctor said the injury to this side of my cheek was too severe, and it will leave a very unsightly scar that will never fully recover...

While cosmetic surgery is an option, wouldn't it leave people with some reservations?

She's caught up in this problem again, the one she can't help but think about a hundred or a thousand times every day while lying in bed.

Kotegawa saw that she was tightly pursing her lips, staring blankly into space, with one hand still on the gauze on her cheek, and he knew what she was thinking.

He put down the bowl, took a handkerchief and wiped the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "Perhaps with current medical technology, the injury on the cheek is not easy to treat, but nothing is absolute. I heard that there is a kind of herb that can regenerate muscles and bones. I will look for it later."

Hu Tao snapped out of her reverie, put her hand down, looked up at him, and after a long while, a smile appeared on her lips. She picked up her phone and typed a message.

"If you can cure me, I'm willing to repay you with my body!"

Kotegawa looked at the words, thought for a moment, and said with a serious expression, "I am working hard to get closer to God... I'm not talking big, you saw it that night, so you should have faith in me."

Hu Tao gave him a strange look; she still felt that night was a bit too dreamlike.

The four-armed monster had already rendered her helpless, and she managed to buy time by using the terrain and a bit of quick thinking. But when faced with the even stronger six-armed, four-eyed monster, Kotegawa didn't even need to use her sword...

This is absolutely outrageous...

Perhaps he really wasn't lying through his teeth back then... The girl felt a flutter in her heart, then thought for a moment, waved her hand, and typed in as lighthearted a tone as possible: "If that day ever comes, you definitely have to help me find the medicine! You don't want to marry another ugly wife, do you?"

Kotegawa looked at her, made up his mind, tore off his mask and stuffed it into his pocket—no! Throw it into the trash can—and said earnestly, "As long as you are Kurumi, I will marry you no matter what."

Hu Tao was startled, instinctively rolled her eyes, lay back on the bed, and turned her cheek slightly to the side.

If this guy had said that earlier, maybe I would have been scared and wouldn't have dared to take the risk! If that had happened, things might not be like this now…

Kotegawa took a tissue and wiped her cheeks to prevent tears from falling onto the gauze.

Hu Tao looked at him, raised her uninjured left hand, pinched his cheek, and squeezed it hard.

Kotegawa leaned down, and the girl's cheeks flushed red, her breathing became slightly rapid, and she unconsciously closed her eyes.

But at that moment, someone suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.

Kotegawa paused, glancing sideways at Kurumi, who did the same.

Carrying a huge lunchbox, the sweaty priest instinctively turned around smoothly, closed the door, and left.

Damn it! Why didn't they lock the door!

Hu Tao's heart was beating a little too fast. It wouldn't be a problem normally, and it wasn't like he hadn't been kissed on the lips by this guy in front of his younger brother before. But now, after hearing those embarrassing words of love, and with one arm still around Kotegawa's neck, he was in the midst of his passion... This, this was a little embarrassing.

Kotegawa pecked her on the lips, got up, went to open the door, and invited the little priestess who had brought her lunch in.

"Next time you'll have to knock," he joked cheerfully.

The junior priest glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Kotegawa suddenly realized that his younger brother was about to go to Heian-kyo, and every meeting now would be one less, and the next time they met might be two and a half years later.

A mix of emotions welled up inside him. He raised his hand and patted Shirakawa Nozomi on the shoulder, telling him to take care.

The young priest, seemingly oblivious to the situation, frowned and said, "I just received a message from Heian-kyo that I should recover from my injuries before going there."

Kotegawa was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What about your academic classes? Don't you have to go to school early?"

“These things will be taught at the training grounds,” the young priest said calmly. “As for school, I won’t go. I’m going to inherit my family’s shrine in the future, so I won’t lack work.”

Chapter 151 Why can't one person participate?

September 1st, a wonderful day for the start of the new school year across the country, with clear blue skies stretching for miles.

On my way to school today, at the entrance of the shopping street, Kotegawa unexpectedly saw Glasses-kun.

Ever since Glasses-kun started dating Ogasawara-senpai, people have rarely seen him in their free time. Whether it's going to school or leaving school, or even when it's lunchtime, Glasses-kun will always rush to the back of the school building early in the morning.

Kotegawa hadn't seen him for almost the entire summer vacation. Now, seeing him with a ruddy complexion, his eyes and brows less childish and more mature and manly, he couldn't help but smile and say, "It seems you've grown a lot!"

The guy with glasses grinned and scratched his head: "Hehe, people always have to grow up!"

His smile immediately revealed his true colors. He quietly pulled Kotegawa aside and landed behind the three girls, this time deliberately keeping a greater distance.

Kotegawa understood immediately.

Yuka, Haruka, and Takanashi, who were walking ahead, were talking about the school uniform skirts for summer and didn't notice this side.

The bespectacled guy looked at them warily, and after making sure they really weren't paying attention, he winked and said, "We've started swimming lessons this semester. I've already talked to the teacher, and I'll go help with cleaning when I have time. We'll ask Shirakawa to come along too..."

Kotegawa glanced ahead and answered in a low voice, "He transferred schools."

"You transferred schools?" The bespectacled boy looked astonished, and his voice unconsciously rose a little.

The three girls in front turned around and looked back.

Kotegawa said calmly, "Yes, he transferred to a school in Heian-kyo."

Qingkong and the others turned their heads away again; they all knew about Shirakawa Nozomi's transfer to another school.

"That's a real shame... No, apart from not being good at basketball, Shirakawa-kun has no other flaws. He has a good job, is tall and handsome, and will definitely be very popular with girls over there." The bespectacled guy's tone still carried the same envy he had when he met Shirakawa Nozomi a few months ago.

No, he doesn't really like human girls... Kotegawa silently added in his mind.

Upon arriving at school, Kotegawa reached out and opened his shoe locker, causing a pile of things to suddenly spill onto the floor with a clatter.

Many eyes turned to them from all around.

Kotegawa looked down and saw a series of light pink, pale blue, and pure white envelopes that had not yet been signed.

Mikazuki Seisakusho glanced at him, a hint of coldness creeping into her eyes.

Kotegawa squatted down, quickly cleaned up the letters, and roughly counted them in his hand; there were more than fifty letters.

He looked around, walked to the trash can, and stuffed everything in.

Takanashi asked in surprise, "I didn't receive a single one last semester, how come I received so many right at the start of this semester?"

"Is the first semester probably an observation period?" Kotegawa wasn't quite sure either.

The three girls looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

They didn't believe in any observation period, but they couldn't explain why.

Love letters are a trivial matter, and no one cares too much about them. In the past, Kotegawa might have been happy for a while, but not now.

His mind is now entirely focused on becoming a god.

The group returned to their respective classrooms.

Kotegawa met Fujiwara-sensei, whose skin had become quite tanned.

Mr. Fujiwara checked the time and called him into his office.

"Life is truly unpredictable!" the old man sighed, without saying anything particularly harsh.

A while ago, Kotegawa and his friends won many battles. In his excitement, he went to play on a southern island and didn't even pay much attention to the Obon festival. But before he returned, he received news that Shirakawa Kurumi was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and that Shirakawa Nozomi had transferred schools.

After learning what had happened, he couldn't bring himself to say anything blaming him.

The risk of eliminating monsters is inherently fatal, and Shirakawa Kurumi wasn't injured because of fooling around, so what can be said?

Kotegawa remained silent.

Mr. Fujiwara adjusted his glasses and looked at him: "Let's give up on the rest of the competition. At the start of this semester, I hope to recruit more club members to deal with similar unexpected events."

Kotegawa hummed in agreement: "Recruiting more members is not a problem, but why give up the competition? I don't think there's a mandatory requirement of three people participating in the competition rules."

Fujiwara-sensei slowly said, "When the quarterfinals begin, it will be a new stage. The eight teams will enter the wilderness arena. At that time, you may not only have to face attacks from other teams, but also monsters and ghosts that may appear at any time. The weapons will also be replaced with real swords, and the use of yin-yang talismans will be allowed."

The rules for each round of the exorcism competition are different. The preliminary rounds require real swords and knives, supposedly to test one's courage to fight. The free-for-all rounds use wooden swords and knives, but this round is said to mainly test teamwork.

The semi-finals will begin, simulating a real exorcism team, where they will exorcise monsters under "pressure".

There are many varieties.

Kotegawa chuckled and said, "So what?"

Let alone seven squads, what difference would it make if there were seventy more?

Fujiwara-sensei continued, "By then, both the Special Department and the Onmyōryō will field a truly elite team to compete."

Kotegawa recalled the Special Division squad he had met and said, "Then you'll just have to wait and see."

The exorcism competition wasn't challenging for him; since he was part of the exorcism club and participated in the competition, he had to see it through to the end.

At least for the next few years at Luye, the championship trophy will not be changing hands.

Fujiwara-sensei looked at him intently and said, "You just need to have confidence."

……

After the new semester started, classmates who had been apart for more than a month spontaneously formed small circles, sharing the new and interesting things they had encountered. The small circles were clearly distinct from one another.

A number of people were gathered around Takanashi, chatting about their holiday experiences.

Kotegawa sat in his seat, looking down at his timetable and planning his schedule.

This semester's courses are much more intensive than last semester's, with the addition of swimming lessons and more safety lectures.

He is still the class monitor for physical education and knows some inside information. Starting this semester, the physical education teacher has changed to Jing, and she will teach some basic safety and escape knowledge in physical education class.

The situation in Luye is not bad; only four or five people did not report for duty.

However, some schools lost more than a dozen students after the summer vacation.

While some students do transfer schools, most are simply unlucky enough to encounter monsters.

Therefore, starting this semester, the Special Studies Department will send people to take over the physical education classes in various schools and teach some common sense about how to avoid danger.