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

“If she were reliable, we wouldn’t have had to work so hard these past few days! Forget it, you keep chasing, I’ll take a shortcut!” The other person suddenly turned, moving as nimbly as a cat, and lightly leaped onto a nearby wall, then jumped down without hesitation, leaving behind a message:

"Shirakawa Nozomi! If you fail again this time, I'll burn you and that stupid shikigami to the ground!"

The other person kept their head down and hurried on, relentlessly pursuing the dark figure ahead.

As for whether anyone said anything threatening... never mind, I didn't hear it!

……

While strolling nearby, Furutekawa Kamimi suddenly looked up and gazed at the rooftops of a row of two-story apartment buildings on his left.

It seems like a ghostly shadow just flashed by.

Kotekawa Kami turned around, facing that direction, and scrutinized him for a moment.

The shadowy figure leaped again into view.

His big eyes lit up immediately, and without thinking, he grabbed his sword and strode over.

Hey ghost, where are you going?!

...Hearing the noise, Shirakawa Kurumi on the roof instinctively turned her head and glanced at it.

Under the streetlights, she could clearly see the imposing figure of Kotekawa Kami running towards her, his face, and the astonished expression on it.

What are you doing here?

The same sentence flashed through their minds at the same time.

"Danger ahead!" Shirakawa Kurumi didn't have time to stop and catch up. She quickly gave a warning and then nimbly leaped to the roof of another two-story apartment building.

Kotekawa Kami stared blankly, his eyes widening.

That must have been over three meters, right? And he just bent his knees and jumped over it... Wow, Tokyo really is a place where hidden talents abound.

Wow, she's so strong!

It seems he was meddling in other people's business during the day.

The young man was surprised for a moment, then continued to chase after him.

Danger and all that, isn't that what he came for?

Not long after, Shirakawa Kurumi noticed that he was still chasing after her and was immediately puzzled. Didn't he hear the warning?

She turned her head and shouted, "It's dangerous here! Don't—"

"Hey, watch out!"

Before she could finish speaking, her right foot, which had been stepping forward, landed on thin air, causing her to lose her balance and fall off the roof.

She let out a scream, unable to contain her panic.

Even if I know a lot of techniques for dissipating force, the height of these two apartment buildings, coupled with the unknown ground conditions, makes it seem like I would definitely break a bone.

If things get even worse, it's not impossible for him to become a vegetable.

Despair was evident in Shirakawa Kurumi's eyes.

We're doomed! We're doomed! We're all doomed!

On the street, Kami Kotekawa, who was running, didn't stop at all and rushed to the apartment building before she fell.

He threw the sword in his hand, stretched out his hands, and caught her instantly, spinning her around quickly to dissipate the force of the impact.

When he stopped and stood firmly on his feet, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Shirakawa Kurumi had already wrapped her arms around Kotekawa Kami's neck, like an octopus, with her legs wrapped around his waist and pressed tightly against his chest, breathing rapidly, still shaken.

As Kotekawa Kami felt her erratic heartbeat, the subtle softness, and the warmth of her breath on his ear, he felt a surge of excitement.

"Are you okay?"

He coughed and asked.

Shirakawa Kurumi never expected that she could be saved. She just hugged Kotekawa Kami's neck and stared at him blankly.

The two stared at each other... in an inappropriate posture.

Shirakawa Kurumi's face flushed red instantly. She opened her beautiful eyes wide and said fiercely, "Put me down!"

Damn it, if I hadn't been reminding you, I wouldn't have fallen!

Kotekawa Kamimi bent down slightly, placed her on the ground, and withdrew his left hand from her bottom.

He didn't mean to take advantage of the situation; it was just that in that emergency, he found it difficult to put his hands anywhere else.

With that kind of impact, if he had caught her waist, he would likely be injured now.

The lower back is a very vulnerable area, yet it is also a crucial part of the body.

So there's absolutely nothing wrong with where he's pressing his hand.

Even if Shirakawa Nozomi came, he wouldn't be able to say anything.

Kotekawa Kami retrieved the sword, turned to look at the girl who was tidying her clothes, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Where is the danger you mentioned?"

Still feeling ashamed and indignant, Shirakawa Kurumi was stunned, her expression changing drastically: "Oh no!"

Just then, an angry roar came from a distance: "You brat! Where are you?!"

"You brat!" Shirakawa Kurumi was even more ashamed and angry. She glanced at Kotekawa Kami and, without saying anything more, ran towards the direction from which the sound came.

The shortcut is no longer an option, so now we can only try to trust that shikigami... As for what happened just now, although this guy caused her to fall, he also saved her.

So—it's even! It's even!

Kotekawa Kami looked down at himself, then straightened the red armband on his left arm and ran over.

He was on patrol, and when a patrolman encounters a dangerous situation, he naturally can't just sit idly by.

Following Shirakawa Kurumi all the way, he finally saw what the danger she was talking about was. In the distance, on the street, a person and a dark figure were chasing each other, fighting back and forth.

But after Shirakawa Kurumi gave chase, the dark figure immediately began to flee again.

The two figures quickly disappeared at the intersection ahead.

"So it was an exorcism..." Kotekawa Kami stopped, looked around, recalled for a moment, then turned and ran a few steps back to another intersection.

If I remember correctly, that road leads to Wenjing behind us.

Sure enough, not long after, a shadowy black mist appeared at the end of the street directly in front of them, along with two people chasing after it.

The dark figure clearly hadn't expected someone to be blocking its way.

The two people chasing after them didn't expect this either.

Shirakawa Nozomi, dressed in a light blue hunting outfit, was taken aback when he realized that the person standing in front of him was actually his classmate.

What is he doing here?

The black figure, blocked in the middle, paused slightly, the black mist on its body churned into a blood-red color, and its speed increased dramatically as it rushed forward.

It probably thought that one person was easier to deal with than two.

The longsword was drawn in an instant, scattering a shower of sword light.

The two people behind them stopped in their tracks and stared intently.

The blood-red shadow charged forward without slowing down at all, but in an instant it silently shattered into several pieces, turning into wisps of smoke and dissipating.

Under the streetlights, Kotekawa Kami stood there casually, holding a long sword.

It was as if I had just waved my hand and shooed away a fly.

The two siblings remained silent.

"How many moves did this guy just make?"

Chapter Thirty: The Shirakawa Siblings

On the silent street, under the orange streetlights, three people looked at each other.

To be more precise, it was Kotekawa Kami who was being sized up by the two people in front of him, from top to bottom and then from bottom to top.

He coughed and raised his hand in greeting: "Good evening, Shirakawa-kun."

Shirakawa Nozomi snapped out of his reverie and moved his lips: "Good evening."

Feeling somewhat relieved that he hadn't been met with indifference, Kotekawa Kami turned to look at the beautiful girl on the other side.

Given all this, it would be really unreasonable not to get to know each other.

The beautiful girl kicked Shirakawa Nozomi.

The latter frowned, gave her a displeased look, and introduced her in a flat tone: "This is my older sister, Shirakawa Kurumi."

"My elder sister?" Kotekawa Kami was slightly taken aback, somewhat surprised.

Well, Sora Motoba was right after all.

He clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I am Kami Kotegawa from Class 2, Grade 1."

Shirakawa Kurumi paused for a moment, hesitated, then followed suit, clasping her small, delicate hands together: "Class 5, Grade 1, Shirakawa Kurumi..."

"It's a nice name..." Kotekawa Kami straightened his little red armband and asked, "Just now, I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"

Kurumi Shirakawa had noticed his armband long ago and understood why they could run into each other on the street in the middle of the night.

"No, it's good that it didn't escape!" She shook her head, her expression much more relaxed.

Because of the idiot around me, that vengeful spirit has escaped twice already.

"That's good." Kotekawa Kami was just being polite. He then looked at Shirakawa Nozomi and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Now that Piao Jiang is gone, he can finally get a good night's sleep.

"Goodbye." Shirakawa Nozomi nodded slightly.

“Hey, why don’t we go together? We’re going home anyway…” Shirakawa Kurumi, standing next to her with her hands behind her back, winked and said, “Kutegawa also lives in Bunkyo, right? My good-for-nothing brother said he saw you a few days ago.”

Shirakawa Nozomi's expression froze instantly, and he turned to look at her.

Kotekawa Kami was slightly surprised, not expecting Shirakawa Nozomi to remember him. He nodded and said, "I do live in Bunkyo."