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

"Bah!"

The bedroom door was tightly closed.

……

In Kurumi's room at Shirakawa Shrine, the girl stood in front of a large floor-length mirror, carefully examining her smooth, newly formed cheeks. Her eyes crinkled with laughter once more, and she felt immense joy. But then a look of embarrassment crossed her face, and she couldn't help but pout.

I was planning to celebrate with Kotegawa today... but it turns out I didn't bring my wallet or phone.

Kotegawa disappeared for a while again and needed to say goodbye to Seisaku, so their celebration date had to be postponed to tomorrow... Anyway, it'll be soon!

"I'm marrying you tomorrow!"

She opened the wardrobe door, humming a song as she tried on clothes one by one, her eyes bright as stars, making her even more beautiful and charming.

Just then, her phone, which was lying on the bed, suddenly rang. Like a swallow returning to its nest, she pounced on the bed and picked up the phone with great joy, thinking it was her stinky man calling. But when she saw the caller's name, her mood immediately cooled down.

It's Master...

She paused for a moment before answering the phone, saying in her usual voice, "Good afternoon, Master."

A few seconds later, Hattori Tomoko's voice came from the other end: "Is your injury almost healed? I have an investigation mission here that I need you to go over..."

Walnut lowered her head, sunlight falling on her bangs and casting a shadow on her face.

She pursed her lips, the phone buzzing, but her mind was filled with images of Kotegawa's blood-stained back, half-burnt trousers, and the shards of the longsword scattered on the ground...

"Feel sorry!"

She interrupted them, her voice soft: "Master, I may not be able to help you for the time being. I am no longer alone, and my... boyfriend won't allow me to joke around with my own life. So, I'm sorry, Master, I don't want to go."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, then the call was suddenly disconnected.

A cold knock sounded from outside, accompanied by an angry voice: "Open the door!"

Chapter Nineteen: Thunder and Fire Hell (Part One)

In the evening, light snowflakes began to fall over Tokyo.

This is the first snowfall in Tokyo since the beginning of winter, and it happens to be close to the birthday of the gods. People on the streets are already cheering with their arms outstretched.

At the headquarters of the Special Division, Yasuhiro Ishikawa strode out of the main gate. A slightly cool touch fell on his neck, and he subconsciously tightened the collar of his uniform before stuffing the silver box he was carrying into the trunk of his car.

He got it... He glanced at the headquarters gate and, seeing that no one was chasing after him, finally felt relieved.

"Go back!" he said to his assistant, who had been waiting for him there, after a slight cough.

The assistant was still that retired wrestler; her special operations uniform looked bulky on her, making her appear even more robust than him.

And that is indeed the case. The assistant is highly skilled in strangulation techniques, and in the recent team competition, she won the top prize.

His wife at home was also very comfortable with his assistant following him.

The assistant looked at him and said in a muffled voice, "Boss, a gentleman just came over and said that if he sees you sneaking into the armory again, he'll kill you."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was stunned for a moment, then roared, "Which bastard said that? Kill me? I'm the section chief!"

The assistant looked at him and said, "That gentleman said his surname is Ichijo and he's the boss here."

Yasuhiro Ishikawa opened his mouth wide, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. Without uttering a sound, he climbed into the car, started it with trembling hands, and was about to step on the gas when he noticed his assistant still standing there dumbfounded. He angrily shouted, "Get in! Let's go back!"

The assistant then realized what was happening, got into the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, raised her left hand to grab the armrest, and her bulging biceps made her clothes bulge.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was silent for a moment, then softened his tone and said, "Sorry, I was a little loud just now."

"It's okay, boss." The assistant looked straight ahead and said seriously, "You're my boss, and I usually won't beat you up."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's eyelids twitched, and he tentatively asked, "Then what constitutes an unusual situation?"

"Sexual harassment, unspoken rules, and inappropriate touching."

Hearing these ear-splitting words, Ishikawa Yasuhiro stared at her, speechless.

Seriously? You must be kidding!

Even if I were crazy, I wouldn't want to take advantage of you!

He opened and closed his mouth several times, but finally shook his head helplessly, saying wearily, "Please rest assured, I'm a decent person—"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a car rushing in from outside, then gliding smoothly to a stop right at the gate.

He glared at the brakes and slammed on them, lurching forward with the force of the impact. Luckily, the seatbelt pulled him back.

It was a very close call. Ishikawa Yasuhiro regained his composure and then flew into a rage.

Who's the bastard who dares to drive like that in front of headquarters?!

The female assistant sitting in the passenger seat remained as steady as a rock, reminding him, "Boss, it looks like Ms. Hattori's car."

"Ms. Hattori?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro's anger immediately subsided.

Okay, another one we can't mess with...

Hattori Tomoko is a powerful figure in headquarters, holding a high position and wielding great influence. She is the kind of ruthless person who can block his path with a mere wave of her hand.

Rumor has it that she has an extremely bad personality, a perverse desire for control, and is ruthless. She is the kind of person who is hopelessly in late menopause, and every specialist working under her complains.

He quietly turned off the engine, held his breath slightly, and hoped that Hattori Tomoko wouldn't notice him.

Other agents coming in and out of the Special Division gates also consciously avoided the car when they saw it.

Hattori Tomoko got off the car.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro saw it clearly; the old woman's face looked ashen, as if someone had slapped her twice.

But who would dare hit this old woman? You can't even touch a tiger's backside, let alone its face.

He muttered to himself. After Hattori Tomoko got out of the car, she turned around, opened the back door, pulled a girl out, and walked towards the gate with a cold face.

The girl who was pulled off the back seat looked terrible; her hands were handcuffed behind her back, and her mouth was taped shut, making her look like a prisoner.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's eyes widened in an instant.

Huh? Why is it a girl from the Shirakawa family?

He didn't even care whether Hattori Tomoko noticed him or not. He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, pushed open the door and got out of the car. A warm smile instantly spread across his face as he said loudly, "Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Hattori!"

Hattori Tomoko, who was walking towards the door, looked at him along with Kurumi, whom she was holding in her hand.

Hattori Tomoko's face remained ashen as she coldly asked, "Section Chief Ishikawa, what do you want with me?"

Walnut, who was next to him, winked at him.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro watched calmly, his weathered face beaming with a smile: "Um, I've always admired you... Well, I'm very excited to meet you in person... Um, may I ask what this is? Did you arrest a criminal?"

Hu Tao rolled her eyes, speechless.

Hattori Tomoko continued to look at him coldly, saying without any politeness, "This is none of your business, Section Chief Ishikawa! You should worry more about your work!"

After saying that, she dragged Hu Tao into the headquarters.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro felt somewhat embarrassed. He looked at Kurumi, who kept turning back, and hesitated for a moment.

If we tell Kotegawa about this, will it cause some big trouble?

Why don't we try to figure out what's going on first?

He paced back and forth in front of the headquarters, his hands behind his back.

At this moment, the assistant also got out of the car, holding a mobile phone in her hand, and handed it to him, saying, "Boss, we got through to Mr. Kotegawa's phone."

Ishikawa frequently visited Kotegawa, who, as his assistant, knew quite a bit about the situation.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro turned his head in surprise and stared at her blankly.

When did you become so proactive?

However, Kotegawa's voice came through the phone: "Ishikawa-san, what happened?"

He reached out and took it, then held it to his ear, and for some reason, blurted out, "Kotegawa, I just ran into Hattori Tomoko, and she was holding a maid from the Shirakawa family... What's their relationship?"

There was a three-second silence on the other end, followed by a cracking sound from the phone's receiver.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa subconsciously moved his ear away and said "hello" several times into the phone, but all he got was a busy signal.

He held his phone in his hand and exchanged bewildered glances with his assistant.

"Is something bad going on?" he tried to ask his assistant for her opinion.

The assistant thought carefully for a moment and then answered seriously, "Probably?"

"..."

About half a minute later, or maybe a minute later, Ishikawa Yasuhiro couldn't remember exactly how much time had passed. Anyway, before he and his assistant had even come to a conclusion, he met Kotegawa at the main entrance.

It was as if it fell from the sky, or as if it appeared out of thin air.

Kotegawa was dressed in casual clothes, with a napkin tied around his neck, and he smelled of grilled meat.

"Did they go in?" he asked Ishikawa Yasuhiro.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro stared blankly at him, then subconsciously said, "Going in... don't be too impulsive."

Kotegawa nodded, thanked him, and then vanished from the spot.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa stared wide-eyed at the wisps of mist rising and falling, searching back and forth. Finally, he looked at his assistant and asked blankly, "Is it an illusion?"

Chapter Twenty: Thunder and Fire Hell (Part Two)

On the 38th floor, at the entrance to the solitary confinement cell, Hu Tao stumbled slightly as she was pushed inside.

She took a deep breath, instantly exerted force in her waist, and turned to rush out of the house.

Unfortunately, the person who closed the door acted even faster.

Separated by an iron gate, Hu Tao looked at the smiling woman outside, while rubbing her aching wrists and casually surveying the small house in front of her, which had no windows on any side and only two incandescent light bulbs.

There was absolutely no chance of escaping.

She shouted, "Unauthorized detention is illegal!"