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

He said softly, "Do you want to taste what hell is like?"

The long-haired boy struggling in the air looked even more terrified, struggling desperately, but to no avail.

"If you dare to say something, you have to be responsible for it," Kotegawa said softly, looking at the "curse of resentment" in his palm.

I thought I'd never have the chance to use it in my life, but who would have thought I'd run into someone with such a foul mouth as soon as I got back?

I wanted to slap him to death, but thinking about his family, I decided to spare his life and let him spend the rest of his high school years in a mental hospital.

With a cold expression, he slapped the dark red arc into the long-haired boy's head and tossed it aside.

The refined-looking boy on the ground was completely stunned, his mouth agape, unable to utter a sound.

If this continues, my gallbladder might rupture.

But what does it have to do with him?

He took a step and walked away, his figure disappearing from the spot, and Nightmare also disappeared.

Terrified screams instantly echoed through the schoolyard.

Those around were stunned to find that the two boys, who had been perfectly fine just moments before, were now in a bizarre and unsettling state: one was rolling around on the ground clutching his head, and the other was kneeling on the ground.

The commotion drew everyone's attention.

Yu-Chia stared in that direction, bewildered and confused: "Is that a new kind of performance art?"

The people around them were equally puzzled.

"Hey! Good afternoon!"

A greeting rang out from the side.

The clear sky and the birds turned around in surprise.

But the bespectacled guy, who spoke first, exclaimed in shock, "Huh? When did you get here?"

"Just now..." Kotegawa grinned, "Stop watching the show, everyone go ask for leave, and call Kurumi too, let's find a place to have a hot meal."

Chapter 157 is a good thing, but...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, with only half an hour left before the end of get out of class, a group of students, each carrying a schoolbag, walked out of the door of a very grand restaurant.

The three boys at the back of the group were surprisingly in sync: one hand was on their stomach, the other on their lower back, and they were all burping.

"Furote River,

"Hiccup... I... this is the first time I've ever had such delicious food!" Glasses-kun said, hiccuping between burps. "This is truly a great restaurant! I'll definitely bring Ogasawa-senpai here for a meal sometime!"

The junior priest, who was also feeling unwell from being so full, frowned and said, "It seems that they only accept customized meals for members here. If you want to come and eat here, you have to become a member first."

"what?"

"It's alright..." Kotegawa, at the back, exhaled and said, "The owner of this restaurant is friends with Ishikawa-san. You can just bring Ogasawa-senpai directly. However, the food here is a bit pricey."

A meal like that can cost quite a bit of money.

"Well..." The bespectacled man looked at him and tentatively asked, "Furugawa..."

"May I sell the gold you gave me?"

Every time Kotegawa returned, he would give him a piece of gold as a souvenir...

Kotegawa chuckled, "That's your stuff. You can do whatever you want with it. You don't need to ask my opinion."

The junior priest said calmly, "You still have it? I sold mine a long time ago. If you need a sales channel, I can introduce you to one."

"Huh? I think banks seem to have acquisition services," the bespectacled man said uncertainly.

He had seen it a few times when he went to deposit money, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He felt that the gold was a gift he had received, a token of his friend's goodwill, and that selling it casually would be a disregard for that goodwill.

"The bank is offering a very low buy price, but you can sell it for a higher price elsewhere," the junior priest said, speaking with great experience in this area.

The man with glasses was worried: "But isn't it unsafe outside? What if the other side is greedy and tries to rob me?"

The junior priest was taken aback, but surprisingly did not refute it.

Kotegawa casually said, "Why don't you take Glasses-kun with you? He can treat you to a few bowls of beef rice later."

The man with glasses immediately looked over expectantly.

If Shirakawa were to go with him, he wouldn't have to be afraid of anything, even if he were to be robbed.

At least one of them can escape.

We'll come back and find Kotegawa to get revenge together.

The junior priest instinctively wanted to retort, "Why don't you go?" but he had just had a good meal and was so full he felt bloated.

He could only swallow his words and hum in response.

Yujia, who was walking in front, turned around and shouted, "Hurry up! Stop whispering!"

The seven people strolled slowly toward the commercial street.

Before parting, Hu Tao glanced at Kotegawa as if nothing had happened, then put her hands behind her back and took her younger brother home first.

Glasses glanced at the time, not daring to go home, and went to the Kotegawa house with his older sister and Takanashi.

As soon as Kotegawa entered, he took a deep breath and gestured for his friends to make themselves at home. He then carried his sword pouch upstairs to change his clothes and take a shower.

Qingkong found the shoes the guest was wearing and casually asked Youjia, "Are you taking the day off today?"

“No…” Yujia sighed and said, “I haven’t worked for a month and I’m a little short on money lately. I’ll go over there in a bit and ask for leave for you while I’m at it.”

Qingkong nodded: "I washed the clothes at home. He probably didn't change his clothes or take a shower. He smelled sour."

"Oh my, isn't that more manly?" Youjia winked, then turned to look for the cat.

谷簺

After searching the living room, Takanashi asked uncertainly, "It seems like the cat isn't home?"

Youjia was quite annoyed: "It's really strange. Lately, the cat seems to like running outside, and it always comes home later than us."

The bespectacled guy, already seated in front of the TV and holding a game controller, shouted, "Come on, let's play a game! Whoever loses buys a drink!"

Looking at the router-like game console, Qingkong and Youjia exchanged a glance and silently walked over.

Yujia crouched down and said softly, "Speaking of which, we still have a score to settle..."

The bespectacled guy's expression froze, and cold sweat immediately broke out. He put down the controller, turned around to grab his schoolbag, and muttered, "I suddenly remembered that I need to go home early to study. I'll be taking the college entrance exam next year... See you tomorrow, Takanashi, Mikazuki!"

"Trying to run? Too late! Beat him up!"

"Ok?"

In the bathroom on the second floor, Kotekawa, who was taking a bath, suddenly opened his eyes and listened to the bespectacled guy's wailing and pleading coming from downstairs. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

What thoughtless thing did you say again?

The living room on the first floor was quite lively, and the bespectacled guy, who had been punched a few times, still managed to escape.

Several girls sat in the living room, ate cookies, and drank tea. Then, Yujia changed her clothes and prepared to go to work at the coffee shop.

Takanashi, who didn't get to pet a cat, went to the coffee shop with Yuka; she was going to order dinner and a late-night snack.

The coffee shop recently launched several new cookie and snack products, which taste delicious.

After locking the door, Qingkong went back to her bedroom to change into her pajamas. She then went upstairs to get Kotegawa's clothes. She emptied the contents of his pockets and put them in a basket. After sorting the clothes, she threw them into the laundry tub.

Underwear is washed by hand in a basin.

Half an hour later, she carried the basin upstairs and hung the washed clothes on the balcony. Although the balcony windows were closed, it was not cold and damp; on the contrary, it was warmer, like a sunroom.

After finishing all that, she turned and went to the quiet room, took out clean bedding from the wardrobe, and carried it to the balcony to bask in the last rays of the afternoon sun.

It's almost March now, and the weather is much warmer than before, although the temperature difference between day and night is still quite large.

After a long-awaited hot shower and brushing his teeth, Kotekawa emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel. He shuddered, the water droplets on his body evaporating instantly, leaving him dry.

With a smile in his eyes, he opened his arms and picked up Qingkong, who was standing in front of him with her hands behind her back. He spun her around a few times and then started kissing her all over.

"Back to...back to the bedroom." Qingkong's breathing became slightly rapid.

Kotegawa suppressed his impulse and said with a smile, "I came back this time because I have some really good news to tell you. It wasn't very convenient before since everyone was here."

With her cherry lips slightly parted and her eyes misty with tears, Qingkong leaned against him, pressed tightly against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and murmured, "Your return is the best news; nothing else matters..."

Kotegawa hugged her tightly, sensing her feelings. After hesitating for three seconds, he whispered, "Are you sure you want to wait a while before saying anything?"

The girl gave a soft "hmm".

Kotegawa picked her up and carried her downstairs to the bedroom, thinking to himself, "Well, the old folks are still recovering anyway, so another ten or twenty hours won't make a difference..."

Chapter 158 Figurines

At seven o'clock in the evening, just as dusk was falling, Youjia, carrying a bag of snacks, ran all the way to her doorstep. Under the streetlights, she let out a long sigh of relief, calming her breathing.

As he walked into the courtyard and opened the front door, he deliberately called out loudly, "I'm home!"

As soon as she entered the house, she saw Kotegawa sitting on the sofa in the living room eating fruit, and Haruka peeking out from the kitchen.

Kotegawa tossed the orange peel into the trash can and casually said, "You've worked hard. Go change your clothes and wash your hands. We're going to eat."

"Oh!" she responded.

As he walked towards his room, he looked at Kotegawa with a puzzled expression.

Although she only worked for four hours in total, surely these two shouldn't have been sitting in the living room watching TV all afternoon? Yet they really acted as if nothing had happened.

She returned to her room with a strange sense of unease.

Not long after, the front door was pushed open again, and Amamiya Kazuki stood at the bottom of the steps, holding the big white cat in her arms, and said timidly, "Sister Qingkong, my mother is not coming home tonight, can I stay here for the night?"

"Don't be so polite! Come in!" Qingkong waved repeatedly.

The store manager has been busy trying to salvage the business and hasn't been home even once during this period.

She looked at the large white cat that had just jumped down from Amamiya and Tsuki's arms, somewhat surprised: "Did you two run into each other outside again?"