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

Takanashi hurriedly thanked them, probably because a staff member was helping to translate her name. She thanked them in broken Chinese mixed with the local language. Although it was a bit messy, her voice was so cute that it didn't make anyone feel uncomfortable.

In addition to the eye-catching message, there are also one "boarding" prompt after another.

Kotegawa also opened the in-game purchase section and looked at the costs of boarding the ship with these different titles. He found that the most expensive one was almost 400,000 yen... It was indeed very expensive, and no one was willing to touch it. After thinking about it, he recharged ten times and gave them all to Takanashi.

In an instant, notifications that he had activated "Boarding" flooded the screen, taking up the entire screen.

Even the previously flowing barrage of comments froze briefly for a few seconds.

"Ah! Thank you so much, 'Shen Shen Shen Shen Shen Jian'... Eh? Shen Jian? Eh?" Takanashi almost lost his composure, but fortunately, he still had his composure and managed to calm down.

At the same time, Kotegawa received a message from Takanashi.

"So much money...Are you crazy?!"

Chapter 42 Happy Birthday (Part Two)

After Kotegawa sent out ten 'Great Voyage AX' tokens, Takanashi's live stream popularity soared to unprecedented heights. The screen even froze for a moment, and the barrage of comments was so dense that it completely obscured Takanashi's virtual character.

Perhaps it was because of his "reckless" action that the pace of Takanashi's performance quickened a bit.

She began preparing her first song, which is also currently the most widely circulated song on overseas networks—but while it's called a song, it's actually the excerpt from "Viva" that she played for Kotekawa at the school festival while he was carrying her violin.

"Vida" is a violin piece.

Kotegawa wasn't a big fan of surfing the internet and didn't know just how popular that sword dance had been back then.

Soon, the familiar violin melody began, and Takanashi's sweet singing voice instantly filled the ears.

I was once the king of this world.

The waves rise only because of my will.

Now, I fall asleep alone in the early morning.

Sweep away the broad road that once belonged to me

I once cast the dice to decide the life and death of people in this world.

"To see the fear hidden in the eyes of one's mortal enemy..."

……

Kotegawa rested his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and let his thoughts rise and fall with the song.

He had only ever heard Takanashi's pre-recorded songs online before, so this was the first time he had ever heard a live version like this (not counting the one at the school festival).

A light, cold wind picked up outside the window, whipping up a layer of tiny ice crystals that rustled against the lantern.

Takanashi's first live stream lasted two hours, during which she sang fourteen songs, essentially holding an online concert.

After she thanked him repeatedly and ended the broadcast, he glanced at the still-enjoyed comments on the screen, picked up his phone, and replied to the message Takanashi had just sent him: "Congratulations on the great success of your first broadcast. You really can sing."

Takanashi quickly replied with an emoji: "A cat is lazily yawning, with a small bell under its paw."

Kotegawa put away his phone, got up and went to the quiet room to change into his outdoor clothes. He slung a large cloth bag over his shoulder, opened the window slightly, and his figure turned into mist, disappearing from the front door of his house.

It's time to give gifts.

Outside the main gate of the old school building of Kano Private School, his figure appeared out of thin air. He took out a key, unlocked the door, and then walked into the quietly opened gate.

After passing through the cold, dark corridor and the first and second basement levels, the third basement level was suddenly lit up, with rows of computers playing various videos.

There was also Piao Jiang pushing a little cart loaded with some strange little snacks, weaving through the crowd.

Meanwhile, the girls operating the computers all turned their necks and silently watched him.

This place has essentially become an internet cafe.

Kotegawa was already used to this. He put down the large bundle he had brought, clapped his hands, and said, "Call everyone over, let's give out gifts!"

They took turns working at the coffee shop and received wages, but they had no use for the money they saved, so they gave it all to him. He thought about it and used the money to buy a lot of computers and install internet access so that these girls wouldn't continue to be withdrawn when they didn't have work.

Streaks of light surged in from all directions, spontaneously forming two long lines.

Kotegawa counted the heads and muttered to himself, "Where's Miss Rin? She's not here tonight?"

Ms. Ling had been living in the basement of his other house, but after a while, she said shyly that it would be more lively with more companions, so she asked him to move back, along with her computer, microphone, and other things.

The two floating saucers drifted away, and soon they brought Miss Ling, who was still fast asleep with her pillow in her arms, to their side.

Kotegawa glanced at it, shook his head slightly, casually took out a small box tied with a colorful ribbon from his bundle, stuffed it into Miss Rin's hands, and had the two Piao-chans carry her back.

Staying up late may indeed be a phenomenon that transcends species.

After seeing Miss Ling off, he started handing out gifts, one gift box for each of the girls. This time it went very smoothly, and the full bundle was quickly emptied. After handing out the last one, he patted the little girl, who was only seven years old when she died, on the head, looked her over, waved, and said, "Happy Christmas! I'm leaving. Don't forget to lock the door."

He took the empty bundle, turned and left the basement. After he left, the door of the old school building closed silently.

Kotegawa's figure once again transformed into clouds and mist. However, before returning home, he first circulated his true energy for a full cycle to dispel the slight chilling aura that had clung to his body. He was fine with this aura, but if a weak ordinary person were to come into contact with it, they would at least catch a cold and have a headache for several days.

Back in his study on the second floor, he folded the bundle he had taken with him and stuffed it into the cabinet. He then took out another gift box and his figure once again vanished into the mist.

Inside Shirakawa Shrine, Kurumi and Machiko each held a warm cup of sweet sake, gazing together at the clear, pale moon in the sky.

Only the little priest was squatting in front of the stove, looking after the few pairs of chicken wings placed on the wire mesh.

Machiko sniffed the aroma of roasted chicken wings wafting from her nose, subconsciously swallowed, and said, "Senior Sister Hu Tao, today is the God's Birthday, aren't you going on a date with your boyfriend?"

Hu Tao glanced at Shirakawa Nozomi and hummed, "Things aren't going well lately, we should all stay home as much as possible."

The situation is still unclear, so she doesn't dare to go out easily, let alone bring danger to the Kotegawa family. Even on the God's Birthday, she can only stay at home.

Just then, a soft cough sounded outside the pavilion.

All three of them looked at the same time.

Kotegawa slightly raised his hand: "Oh, excuse me."

He was still very polite, walking in through the main entrance, and no one bothered him as he walked straight here.

Hu Tao stood up, both surprised and delighted, a hint of amusement in her eyes: "Why don't you come back next year?"

"There were a lot of messy things happening today..." Kotegawa walked in, casually stuffed the gift box into Kurumi's hand, nodded to the still somewhat wary Machiko, and then said to the little priest, "I could smell the aroma of roasted chicken wings from far away. Your cooking skills have improved."

The young priest was sprinkling sesame seeds on top when he heard this. Without even looking up, he said, "In the mountains, we sometimes have to take care of our own meals. After doing it a few times, we get used to it."

"Sizzle, whew, delicious..." Kotegawa had already picked one up and started munching on it.

Hu Tao shook the box in her hand, her eyes sparkling. After looking it over, she said to Kotekawa, "The chicken wings are for Machiko, you're not allowed to eat any more... Come to my room, I've prepared a gift for you too."

Kotekawa licked his fingers, glanced reluctantly at the remaining chicken wings, and happily followed Kurumi away.

Machiko stared blankly as they left, then reached out her little hand, grabbed two skewers of grilled chicken wings, and was about to chase after them.

The junior priest reached out and stopped her, asking with a surprised expression, "What are you going to do?"

“Go look at the gifts, maybe there’ll be one for me.” Machiko answered in a childish tone, but with a confident air.

The junior priest paused for a moment and said, "Maybe there is, but not now... You stay here quietly, finish your chicken wings and go back to your room to sleep. Don't wander off!"

Despite being dependent on others, Machiko didn't dare to openly oppose the host family. She could only reluctantly utter an "oh" and lower her head to gnaw on the chicken wing in her hand.

My boyfriend is so annoying! He stole Hu Tao away as soon as he arrived!

Chapter 43 Yujia's Bizarre Adventure

The next morning, the cool air blew in from outside the window, taking away the warmth from inside the room.

Kotegawa stretched, cracked a few punches, then went to the washroom to wash up before going downstairs.

Christmas is over, but I still have to go to school for the next few days.

On the first floor, Qingkong glanced at him with dark circles under her eyes. He found it both amusing and heartbreaking. He went over and massaged the acupoints on her head, then asked in a low voice, "You really did spend the night with Youjia?"

Qingkong glanced somewhat guiltily at the door of Uncle Jian's and Aunt Qiuye's room before whispering, "In previous years, Youjia always spent the God's Birthday with me."

Kotegawa hummed in agreement.

The two began preparing ingredients for breakfast, their fingertips occasionally touching and their eyes meeting, causing Yuka, who had come over yawning, to walk away with a look of disgust.

An hour later, the three of them had eaten a hearty breakfast. Since Aunt Akiba was home, they didn't have to wash the dishes. Kotegawa went upstairs to change into his school uniform, put on a scarf and a beanie, picked up his schoolbag, and went out.

If he were to change his school uniform into a suit and his backpack into a briefcase, he would definitely look like a typical office worker.

The three of them went out together and greeted Takanashi, who was standing at their door yawning.

When they reached the intersection where the shrine was located, they met up with Kurumi again, and the group walked towards the school together as usual.

Behind the shrine tree in the distance, the young priest silently watched them leave. Beside him, Machiko also peeked out and looked in that direction, her eyes still filled with innocent curiosity.

Kotegawa turned his head and looked at it, but didn't say anything.

The bounty hunters who came before are still locked up in the Special Division, but there's a good chance other bounty hunters will come. Just to be safe, the junior priest should stay obediently in the shrine.

After arriving at school, Kotegawa and Takanashi went back to their classroom together. Takanashi looked exhausted and slumped onto the desk, like a salted fish that could only breathe with its mouth open.

Kotegawa glanced at her and casually asked, "Unhappy?"

"Happy...why wouldn't I be happy?" Takanashi Hanamai replied listlessly.

Last night was a super lucky start, especially since a certain guy contributed nearly four million yen at once. She was so scared that she couldn't sleep for most of the night. Her mind was tired and confused, and she spent the whole night in a daze before she had the energy to think about this.

Kotegawa, who was waiting for the next part of the story, noticed that there was no movement behind him again. He subconsciously turned his head, but at that moment, his phone vibrated a few times in his pocket.

He took it out and glanced at it. It was an email from Takanashi: "You scared my mom and me yesterday... Did you spend your own savings?"

“Of course!” Kotegawa answered without hesitation, “You can verify this with Qingkong. The money I’m spending now is all earned by myself.”

After a short pause, the other end of the line sent another email: "Well, it's still a bit of a waste."

“This is called ‘I’m willing,’ which is priceless.” Kotegawa corrected him. There was no response from Takanashi; she was lying on the table, looking at him with a deep gaze.

Just before class was about to start, she sent the email she had on her phone: "You're such a greedy radish!"

Kotegawa was speechless and kept scratching his head.

Since it's almost the end of the semester and the teaching tasks for each subject are almost finished, these days I'm mainly focusing on self-study and testing.

This time, Kotegawa didn't slack off. He made up for the courses he had missed. His mental and memory abilities were already far beyond those of ordinary people, so his learning and comprehension speed was naturally extraordinary. In just one morning, he had memorized about 70-80% of the material. After going through it once or twice more, he would be able to catch up with the pace.