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

The scenery here is really beautiful!

Once we take over a hilltop, we'll build a house on it and stay there occasionally; that would be extremely pleasant.

He squinted, waiting until he had rested enough before continuing his climb up the barren, rocky mountain.

An hour later, he finally climbed over the outermost mountain, then stood on the summit with his hands on his hips, squinting as he looked down the mountain.

Below, black mist churned, accompanied by strange hissing and roaring sounds.

The two sides of the mountain are like two different worlds.

One side is heaven, the other is hell.

He untied the sword sheath, leaving the hilt exposed, and then slowly began to descend the mountain.

On the barren, rocky mountain, the sound of a human descending was quite noticeable. The swirling black mist below quieted down, and pairs of scarlet eyes stared intently upwards, then revealed their instinctive appetite.

Humans, delicious food...

Kotegawa descended the mountain unhurriedly, his Nightmare Domain enveloping the surroundings.

A group of strangely shaped monsters, who were about to attack, suddenly froze. They shook their heads, opened their bright red eyes, and searched back and forth for any trace of humans.

Kotegawa stood in the middle of the demon horde, hands on his hips, looking around.

Three thick, black-scaled snakes, each as thick as a water bucket, were coiled around him, along with two large, slender, ostrich-like sand-skinned rats.

The monsters were fighting quite fiercely just now, seemingly hunting each other.

His arrival brought about a new change in the battle.

One person and five monsters spent most of the day looking around.

In the end, both the giant snake and the Shar-Pei mouse gave up and began to hate each other again, while also being wary of Furudegawa.

Kotegawa weighed the longsword in his hand and stood on the side of the Shar-Pei Rat.

It's only fair that there are three teams of three!

A new hunt has begun.

While dodging the randomly flying pebbles, Kotegawa kept his eyes on the five yokai who were already locked in battle, waiting to finish off any one that showed a wound.

More than ten minutes later, Kotegawa knocked the last Shar Pei mouse to the ground, crushed several light orbs on the sea of ​​his heart, and then strode deeper into the mountains.

Taking down a few minor monsters of [Difficulty Level 4] isn't anything to be happy about.

However, to be fair, monsters with a difficulty level of four can only make a living in the outermost circle, so this place is indeed not to be underestimated.

There are no roads in the mountains, only white tracks left by dragging, and scattered pebbles everywhere.

This place is practically a paradise for monsters.

Kote River is like a tourist, taking photos from time to time to commemorate the occasion. When it encounters fighting yokai, it jumps in to help, assisting one side and then another, yet no yokai seems to notice anything amiss.

"What a great place!" He looked at the one-eyed monster convulsing on the ground, sighed slightly, went up and delivered a final blow, then walked away.

Not long after he left, a group of small monsters scurried out of the shadows and began to devour the monster's corpse.

After the battle, the great monster defeated its enemy, Kotegawa gained experience, and the little monster got food, resulting in a win-win-win situation that was no longer possible.

Kotegawa, who was making waves on the outside, started mediating disputes everywhere. Every yokai he encountered had a bad word to say about him.

After he finished mediating the thirtieth fight, the sky had begun to darken. He looked up at the sky, pondered for a moment, and then left along the way he had come.

If it's this dangerous during the day, it must be even more terrifying at night. He needs to rest; he can't maintain [Nightmare] all day long.

An hour later, when he crossed the mountain again and left the mountain range, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and large raindrops began to fall. He covered his head and ran away.

A large and terrifying dark shadow was moving back and forth in the dark clouds.

After getting back into his car, he wiped his hands with a tissue, glanced at the dark sky through the car window, started the car, and drove away.

I won't go back to Tokyo tonight. I'll find a place to stay for the night and come back again at dawn.

Chapter Two: The Difficult Young People

Kotegawa spent a week mediating a fight in the mountains. At first, he only did it during the day, but he gradually became bolder and moved into the mountains with a tent on his back. He then spent the whole night mediating the fight. After several days of this, almost all the living yokai in the area knew of his existence, so they stopped coming over.

The instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm is inherent in all things.

Kotegawa stood in the empty mountain valley, looking around, and finally shook his head helplessly. He packed his luggage and retreated out of the mountains.

He had no choice but to leave; he had stayed here for four days, and he smelled terrible inside and out.

Besides, he hasn't sent any messages back from Tokyo for several days, so I might be worried about him. Also, he's missed a week of classes at school.

He climbed to the top of the mountain with ease. He looked back down and saw several tiny monsters, no bigger than shrimp, crawling out of the shadows and craning their necks to see him off.

He waved and said happily, "Don't miss me too much, I'll be back next month."

"..."

Kotegawa descended the mountain carrying his sword pouch, covered in dust and filled with countless experience orbs.

This place is great! It reminded him of the simple and happy time he spent last year when he first became a bounty hunter.

At that time, the mountains behind the village were just as lively as this place.

In the desolate wilderness, a car sat alone, covered with fallen leaves, weeds, and traces of rainwater that had evaporated.

Kotegawa placed the sword pouch in the back seat, started the car, and drove away.

Not long after he left, a dark cloud quickly spread out from the depths of the mountains, and then receded again shortly afterward, leaving behind a group of monsters lying on the ground, trembling.

Kotegawa was unaware of what had happened after he left. He drove for two hours to reach the closest human settlement to the mountains. The place had no name and no decent industry; it was a dilapidated place with only the Special Division's headquarters and various hotels.

Aside from the officials, 90% of the people living here are bounty hunters, and the remaining 10% are either hunters, monsters, or outlaws.

They were after the monsters' bounties and treasures, as well as easy prey passing by.

When Kotegawa first arrived, he was also targeted, and afterwards he got a car... the one he's driving right now.

At this time of day, most bounty hunters are out in the wild, and some of the wounded hunters are sitting on the street, basking in the sun and squinting at the passersby.

A car covered in dust drove past on the road.

The people on both sides of the road changed their expressions and immediately looked away.

This place is just a few streets long. If someone farts, everyone will know within ten minutes.

A week ago, a seven-man bounty hunter gang tried to extort money from a newcomer, but not only did they lose their car, they also nearly lost their lives.

What's even more outrageous is that this car has been parked in the wilderness for several days...

Kotegawa drove to his temporary lodgings, got out of the car, stretched, and turned to greet a few people who were peeking at him from a distance: "Long time no see!"

The faces of the people opposite them changed drastically, and they hurriedly shrank back, as if afraid of being discovered.

Kotegawa wasn't embarrassed by what he saw. He carried his sword bag and tent into a house, and after washing himself clean, he calmly went out.

Unsurprisingly, the car was gone.

He sighed. "What kind of people live here?"

Robbery, extortion, car theft, and even murder attempts... it's utterly lawless.

He looked around and said gently to the empty street, "If you don't see my car within ten minutes, you'd better run and never come back."

A short, muffled thud was heard.

Someone secretly fired a shot, and it was a silenced gun!

Kotegawa's expression darkened, and he blocked with his longsword, a powerful force striking the blade.

"Very good." He said softly, looking in the direction the gun had been fired, and then, in the eyes of countless people secretly observing, his figure vanished from the spot.

The group of people's expressions changed drastically as they stared at the scene in disbelief.

The person who had been secretly shooting fired a few more shots, seemingly refusing to believe it, but this time the bullets all missed.

A chilling sword flashed, and an arm, dripping with blood, was thrown high into the air. A scream rang out for a moment, then abruptly stopped.

Kotegawa returned to his lodgings with the sword, wiped the bloodstains off the blade with a towel, and when he came out again, the car that had been missing was now parked steadily at the door, its body clean and spotless.

He watched for a while, then shook his head slightly. His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of glass, meeting the eyes of a middle-aged man with a thick beard who was sneering. Then, his figure disappeared from the other man's sight.

Upon seeing this, the bearded man's expression changed drastically, and fear appeared in his eyes. He hurriedly said a few words to the people around him, and the group immediately turned around and fled for their lives without hesitation.

They had just come downstairs when they saw someone blocking the doorway, holding a long sword dripping with blood.

The bearded man watched silently, then suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud, snot and tears streaming down his face, begging for mercy one more time.

Kotegawa had already let him off the hook once. Just a week ago, this group tried to rob him and sell him overseas as a male prostitute. One of the guys even wanted to have some fun with him first.

So Kotegawa sent him straight to hell to have some fun.

As for the remaining guys, he didn't intend to kill them, but he taught them some lessons that would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

That's how the two sides met.

These people are still up to no good; they probably want to take advantage of his return from the wilderness to get revenge.

It's very credible; they chose the wrong opponent.

Kotegawa glanced at the dried bloodstains on the surrounding walls, unable to imagine how many bloody battles had taken place in this dilapidated building. He turned and left. The group of guys kneeling on the ground, still kowtowing violently, seemed to be asleep, their faces relaxed and their breathing becoming weaker and weaker.

"Boom!" The car that had been parked on the street suddenly exploded, the noise echoing all around and shattering many glass door frames.

Kotegawa, who had just picked out a new car, glanced at it, stepped on the gas, drove over, and then took all his luggage and drove off.

When only the taillights of the car were visible, the bounty hunters who had been hiding in the shadows finally emerged from the street and watched silently.

These days, young people are getting harder and harder to get along with. They may look refined and speak politely, and they may greet you very courteously, but why are their hands so dirty?

...I really hope he never comes back! Finally, on the way, they encountered an earthquake, a flood, and a massive explosion...

The piercing sirens arrived late. The people glanced back, then returned to their respective homes with indifference.

Who doesn't risk their life to make a fortune in a place like this?

Street fights like this, which can even result in deaths, are nothing new.