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

"Don't be nervous..." Kotegawa honestly said, "I need to verify your name. Is it Natsuki Jujin?"

"Yes! Summer in summer, wood is..."

After confirming the name, he pondered for a moment and said, "I understand. I will let you know when I have any news."

After hanging up the phone, he thought for a moment, then dialed Ishikawa Yasuhiro's number and said to him, "I need your help with something."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's tone immediately became extremely serious: "You've received a request?"

“That’s not it…” Kotegawa changed the subject: “You can help me look up information about Takanashi Chiko yourself… Don’t worry about anything else, just pay special attention to the man who married Chiko-sensei eighteen years ago.”

"Checking people?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro said with slight surprise, "Your hidden privileges in this area are much higher than mine."

"We need to keep this low-key."

"Okay, wait a minute."

The sound of typing came from the other end of the phone. Ishikawa Yasuhiro continued, "Checking personal information requires an application, and the procedures are a bit complicated... Why do you suddenly want to check your teacher's information?"

"Senko-sensei asked me to look into Takanashi's father, but I can't find him. I can only try to start from here..." Kotegawa frowned and said, "What if someone uses the same name for school and marriage, but after more than ten years, there is no trace of them at all?"

“That shouldn’t be possible, right?” Yasuhiro Ishikawa pondered. “As long as there are traces of life, they will definitely be recorded. It’s impossible for them to disappear completely.”

“That’s why it’s strange…” Kotegawa said slowly, “But if such a thing really exists, then this possibility exists…”

"Did she remember it wrong?"

Kotegawa hummed in agreement: "More or less. It's possible that Senko-sensei's memories have been tampered with."

"Tamper with memories?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro's tone suddenly turned strange: "Is that even possible?"

"Yes, I can do it."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was silent for a moment, then suddenly hissed, "Could there be another possibility? That this person is too high-level, their information is strictly confidential, and their access is ridiculously high..."

Kotegawa thought for a moment and said, "You mean this person's level is so high that even a True King can't investigate him, and only a god can? That's a possibility..."

"No, what I mean is that the Tokyo Special Branch headquarters might not have enough authority..."

Kotegawa hummed in agreement: "You've reminded me."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro chuckled twice: "I was just saying it offhand. If it were true, it would be far more outrageous than tampering with memories... OK, my application has been approved. Please wait a moment..."

The sound of typing on a keyboard started again on the other end of the phone.

Not long after, Kotegawa suddenly heard Ishikawa Yasuhiro swallow hard: "The section for Takanashi Chiko's marriage is blank; there is no male name listed."

Kotegawa paused, then said thoughtfully, "If that's the case, the name might actually be real... but why is all the information gone?"

"Furutegawa, something suddenly occurred to me..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro's tone was slightly uneasy: "Could that person not be human? Could they be a yokai or a ghost? Some yokai's true names possess the power of curses and cannot be recorded; they can only be referred to by code names..."

"Is there such a thing?" Kotegawa thought carefully, but he couldn't think of anything unusual about Takanashi... Her small breasts shouldn't count, Kurumi and Yuka are also very small.

"I don't know..." he sighed.

Takanashi's dad is no pushover either.

“How about this…” Yasuhiro Ishikawa added, “Let’s go see that boss again this afternoon and see if she can give us an answer.”

"That boss? Oh, the messenger of Inari-sama... that little fox?" Kotegawa recalled.

When he was searching for Fujiwara Kaori's whereabouts, Ishikawa Yasuhiro took him there once. There was also a mute girl there who played the shamisen exceptionally well.

“You can’t say that!” Ishikawa Yasuhiro said in a low voice, “You have to have respect for him. He’s a fox god under the command of Inari-sama.”

Chapter Ninety-Four: You're the Strangest

Having arranged a time with Ishikawa Yasuhiro, Kotegawa didn't call Senko-sensei back and went straight back to the teaching building.

However, as soon as he entered the gate, he saw Kotori passing by, seemingly coming out of the office.

He cast an inquiring glance his way.

The little bird looked around, took a few steps over, pointed outside and said in a low voice, "Since this class is a self-study period anyway, why don't you go for a walk?"

Kotegawa had no objection. After she changed her shoes, they left the classroom together.

Even though it was a self-study period, wandering around outside at this time was quite eye-catching, especially for the two of them.

In some classrooms, people have already started peeking out.

Little Bird Dances, looking down at her toes, quickened her pace towards the cafeteria.

If I don't skip class and leave school, it seems like nowhere is really suitable... People are practicing diligently at the exorcism club every day. Last year's exorcism competition champion has motivated many people, so I can't go there either.

The two entered the cafeteria through the west gate and exited through the east gate, walking all the way to the school wall.

Takanashi looked up and saw that her backpack wasn't packed yet. If she went out, she would definitely have to come back, which would be a huge hassle. She shook her head and gave up on the idea of ​​jumping out.

She looked around and found a lawn with a bench there, which was passable and a place to talk.

Kotegawa suddenly said, "If there's anywhere you want to go, I'll take you there."

"But get out of class is almost over, and if I go out I have to come back, which is such a hassle."

It was a spur-of-the-moment decision anyway. Takanashi sat down on one side of the bench and stretched slightly.

Kotegawa sat down next to him, and could roughly guess what it was about.

He spoke first: "Are you asking about the matter with Teacher Qianzi?"

"You can probably guess, right?" Takanashi tilted his head. "He probably wants you to investigate my old man, right?"

Kotegawa pondered for a moment: "Could it be that Ms. Senko thinks I'm a very good person, so she wants to entrust her daughter's life to me?"

Takanashi nearly slipped off her chair, waving her arms frantically, "W-what? How could she do that!"

"Just kidding..."

The confused little bird suddenly raised its eyebrows, raised its fist, and punched him several times.

After playing around for a while, Kotegawa suddenly reached out and hugged her.

The two were instantly close together.

Kote River is like a spring breeze, filled with fragrance and gentle warmth.

Takanashi froze, her breath catching in her throat for a moment. She quickly pulled away, sat down on the other side with her legs together, one hand pressed against her pounding chest, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes filled with panic.

She finally calmed her racing heart, looked around, and said in a low voice, her voice tinged with embarrassment and annoyance, "This is a school! What if someone takes a picture of me?"

She wasn't making this up. Ever since Princess Qianwu's disguise was exposed, her photos have frequently appeared on the forum, some of them in class and others during class. The school has caught her a few times, but the results have been dwindling.

Kotegawa thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll find everyone who dares to take photos indiscriminately and hang them up in a tree."

Takanashi was speechless: "Bullshit."

She raised her hand to smooth her hair and whispered, "Okay, let's get down to business... Did my mom really ask you to investigate my dad?"

Kotegawa nodded slightly.

Takanashi's breathing quickened again, her heart even more turbulent than before, her hands unconsciously gripping her skirt tightly: "Is there any result yet?"

Kotegawa thought to himself, "We've only found out a little bit; we'll have to wait a while for more specific information."

Takanashi was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

“Your father…” he carefully chose his words, “Right now, all we can be sure of is that he’s a rather mysterious person.”

"Mysterious? He should just be an ordinary middle-aged man, right?" Takanashi frowned slightly, even more puzzled: "Is there a mistake in his name or something? I heard my mom say that his name is Natsuki Jujin?"

"It will take at most three months to find out..." He pondered and asked, "From childhood to adulthood, has there ever been a time when you felt that you were different from ordinary people?"

"Me?" Takanashi thought for a moment, then suddenly looked down at her chest, wrinkled her nose and said, "What, are you going to say that I'm flat-chested because I take after my father?"

“I mean other aspects, for example…” he chose his words carefully, “some strange superpowers?”

"Superpowers?" Takanashi looked at him speechlessly: "You're getting more and more outrageous. I'm just an ordinary girl."

"Think again carefully, have you encountered any strange things from childhood to adulthood?"

Seeing how serious he was, Takanashi looked up and said, "Let me think... there do seem to be some strange things."

"Oh?" Kotegawa perked up: "In what way?"

The girl curled her lip: "The strangest thing is meeting you!"

Kotegawa subconsciously looked down and asked, "Am I strange?"

"Aren't you surprised?" Takanashi snorted, muttering, "I've never seen anyone as strange as you... Who would be shameless enough to want to marry a bunch of wives?"

"I guess every guy has thought about this, right?" Kotegawa said without hesitation, "I admit it's shameless, but it's not strange."

Takanashi looked at him, speechless for a long time.

Perhaps she was inexperienced, but this was the first time she had ever seen someone so openly admit to being shameless.

Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

She looked startled and quickly stood up, saying, "get out of class is over, hurry back!"

Kotegawa also started jogging along, and casually asked, "Is it urgent?"

"If you don't want gossip and photos flying everywhere tomorrow, you'd better hurry up!" Takanashi said irritably. "This lousy school is full of weirdos!"

"Really?" Kotegawa chuckled and did nothing but follow her at a jog, sneaking into the classroom while the corridor was buzzing with noise.

Not long after, Yuka poked her head in through the door and waved, "Furutegawa, are you open today?"

"Today..." Kotegawa glanced at the sky and said, "The weather is very nice today, let's take a day off."

"Oh..." Youjia looked at him strangely: "Then hurry up and get ready, let's go grocery shopping together."

Takanashi, who was covering her face with a book, complained, "If you made the store manager, you'd go bankrupt sooner or later."

“Yes! Everyone has their own expertise, and I’m definitely not cut out to be a shop manager.” Kotegawa sighed, then waved to the little priest and said, “We’re closed today. Go home and get some rest.”

The little priest gave a lukewarm "hmm."

"Oh, right!" Takanashi suddenly remembered something: "Shirakawa-kun, my mom said she's treating everyone to dinner this weekend. Are you free?"

"I should have time on Sunday," the junior priest replied without hesitation.

"Then let's set it for Sunday noon..." Takanashi looked at Kotegawa: "Are you free then?"