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

The next day, it was dawn.

Kami Kotekawa, who was meditating in his room, stood up, stretched, and yawned.

I got back too late and didn't have much time to rest, so I could only meditate to barely recover some energy.

Working tirelessly day and night—that's the life of a working person!

Kotekawa Kami rubbed his eyes, swayed his body, and stepped into the yard to practice his sleeping fist technique.

Inside the second-floor window of the neighbor's house, Birdsong Flower Dance, rubbing its eyes, yawned, turned around, and collapsed back onto its pillow.

Good morning, school has started.

Two hours later, the young man, who had just finished showering, stood in front of the large mirror he had bought the day before yesterday, looking back and forth at the brand-new school uniform in his hands.

A white shirt and a dark black stand-up collar button-down jacket.

Black is dirt-resistant, and it seems alright.

Kami Kotekawa nodded, put down his coat, and first put on his pants—or rather, his boxer shorts.

After putting on the shorts, I put on the pants, then the shirt, and then the jacket.

Before long, he looked back and forth at his neatly dressed self in the mirror and straightened his back slightly.

Not bad, not bad, quite a handsome young man. If he were in their village, he would definitely charm a lot of young women and wives.

Kotekawa Kami was quite satisfied. He glanced at the time, slung his backpack and sword pouch over his shoulder, and went out.

I need to hurry up and have some breakfast. I've been busy running around these past two days and haven't had time to buy groceries. All I have in the fridge are a few cans of herbal tea.

Besides, eating out is quite convenient.

He went out and headed towards the family restaurant he had visited before.

When he arrived at the destination, he chose a seat with a good view, ordered from a woman in uniform who was nearly thirty years old, and waited quietly with one hand supporting his chin.

It was early morning, and there weren't many customers in the restaurant yet, so the wait shouldn't be long.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the older sister in her uniform to return. She was graceful and carried a pleasant fragrance.

"Your Hamburger Patty"

Your Chicken Stew

"Your Vegetable Tempura"

Your fish-flavored eggplant

"Your five portions"

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Kotegawa began to bury himself in his rice.

The table was laden with food, enough for three people, and it all disappeared little by little as he chewed slowly.

After finishing the last sip of milk, he wiped his mouth with a tissue, gathered his things, and went to the counter.

"I'll eat until I'm about 70% full, since you shouldn't eat too much in the morning."

After paying the bill, Kotekawa Kami left the restaurant and waited for a while until the Motoba siblings came out of the shopping street.

This restaurant is located at the exit of the commercial street.

"Yo, Kotegawa!" Honba Sorata raised his hand in greeting, wearing the same school uniform as him and looking quite energetic.

Yuka was also dressed in black, but in a dress with a white collar tied with a red ribbon. Her slender legs were encased in black silk stockings, and she wore round-toed leather shoes. Judging from her appearance alone, she exuded a very ladylike charm.

"Yo!" Kotekawa Kami also raised his hand.

The two siblings walked up to him, and Motoyo Yuka looked him up and down, her eyes sparkling: "Kami-kun looks so energetic, much better than Sora!"

Sora Honba, standing next to him, nonchalantly remarked, "I'm only sixteen; I'll still grow taller!"

“Then say that again when you’ve grown taller!” Motoba Yuka replied without thinking.

"You, you just wait and see!" Honba Sora gritted his teeth, wishing he could jump eighteen centimeters upwards on the spot.

Kami Kotegawa scratched his head.

It seems like these two never stop arguing.

He said, "How about we start walking?"

Today is the first day of school for everyone, and the Beijing area is a concentrated area of ​​schools, so the streets are quite lively now, almost all of them are students wearing school uniforms.

Honjo Yuka hesitated slightly: "I want to wait for Hanamai and Seisaku. If you're not in a hurry, can we wait together? Or should I go to school with Sora first?"

"No, I'm not in a hurry."

Sorata casually remarked, "Isn't Takanashi-san living next to the Kotegawa family's house? Why don't we go there?"

"No! Qingkong hasn't been to Huawu's new house yet, she can wait here!"

Honba Sorata turned his head sullenly, glanced at the family restaurant next door, and asked, "Are you planning to eat at the cafeteria for lunch?"

Kami Kotekawa nodded and explained, "I have a big appetite, so a bento box isn't very filling."

If he brings his own lunch, he'll need to prepare at least a bowl, and it's too much trouble for one person to do it alone.

The siblings, recalling the lunches of the day before yesterday and yesterday, nodded silently in agreement, saying they had "large appetites."

That appetite was definitely enormous.

"I wish I had an appetite like yours, I would definitely grow very tall!" Sora Honba said with great envy.

Without a second thought, Motoba Yuka, who was standing next to him, said, "If it were you, you'd probably grow sideways."

Sora's expression froze.

Kotegawa Kami couldn't help but glance at him, thinking to himself, "Are you sent by heaven specifically to deal with this little brother?"

"I was just suggesting a possibility," Motoyo Yuuka chuckled dryly, turned around and looked around, then her eyes lit up and she waved repeatedly, "Clear Sky, Flower Dance, here!"

Two girls looked this way from two different directions in the distance and walked over together.

After getting closer, the group greeted each other and then headed towards the Kano Private Academy, which was about three kilometers away.

The three girls walked together, with Kami Kotegawa and Sorata Motoba walking beside them.

Actually, these four people have been going to and from school together like this since junior high school.

Now there's just one more person, Kotegawa Kami.

No one in the small group objected to his joining.

Whether it's the siblings from this event, or the Takanashi and Mikazuki Haruka who just met him, they all have a pretty good impression of him.

Of course, the main reason is that they are all easy to get along with and don't have any strange tempers.

"Oh, I wish we could all be in the same class!" Sora rubbed his hands together, looking on with anticipation.

They don't know their respective classes yet; they'll have to wait until they get to school to check the class list posted on the bulletin board.

“The probability is quite low,” Kotegawa Kami said.

After all, there are only about twenty people in a class.

Yuka Motoba, standing next to him, raised an eyebrow and said sweetly, "Kami-kun, no matter which of us you're in the same class with, we'll have to trouble you to take care of us, especially that brat Sorata. He's a bookworm and not very good at getting along with others."

"I'm not stupid! That's all nonsense!" Honba Sorata retorted.

Kami Kotegawa seemed to agree with this statement: "Please rest assured, it's all as it should be."

Among these people, he was the tallest and biggest, and his martial arts skills were superb. Even the most skilled samurai with a difficulty level of "five" were no match for him, so he naturally felt a protective instinct towards them.

Of course, more importantly, he was also hoping that Canon would introduce him to a girlfriend with a broad mind like his girlfriend.

The five of them strolled leisurely to the school. Before entering the main gate, they stopped at the same time, each took out a small red flower from their bag, and pinned it to the other person's chest.

The three girls helped each other.

Wearing a little red flower is a privilege for today's freshmen.

Sorata looked down, his face beaming with joy.

He took out his phone and said, "Come on! Let's take pictures of each person one by one first, and then take a group photo!"

The pale white cherry blossom petals fell silently, with only the clicking of camera shutters echoing.

Kotekawa Kami, also smiling, sent the photos taken by Honba Sorata to Kenji-san.

Now, the elderly couple shouldn't have to worry about him not being able to make friends.

"Furugawa, hurry up, it's time to see the class assignments!" Sorata Honba shouted from the front.

"Okay, coming right away!"

Chapter Twenty-Six: School Starts (Part Two)

On campus, a large crowd of people had gathered in front of the big bulletin board.

Sorata tried his best to stand on tiptoe and crane his neck, but could only look longingly at the back of the person in front of him.

Kotegawa Kami's advantages came into play: he was tall, had a wide field of vision, and excellent eyesight, so he could easily distinguish ABCD.

He looked at them one by one, no, he looked at them row by row.

He quickly said, "Yuka and Mikazuki are in Class 1, Takanashi is in Class 2, oh? I'm in Class 2 too."

The three girls next to him looked at each other.

The little bird, amidst the dancing flowers, spread its hands slightly, looking innocent.

"What about me? Kotegawa, what about me?" Honba Sorata was both expectant and nervous.

Please don't let him be in a class all by himself!

Kamiko Kotekawa widened her eyes, searched carefully back and forth, and finally looked bewildered: "Yeah, where are you? Your name isn't on it."

"Impossible, right?" Several people around him were stunned at the same time, each with their own doubts.