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

Or perhaps, even gods are always "working" and have no chance to relax and rest?

No, no, no, scrolls are only a human matter; the gods shouldn't...

At this moment, Corpse King Liuli suddenly stopped. He instantly snapped out of his reverie and stopped as well. He turned his head and saw a dense array of stone steps stretching upwards, their height unknown.

His eyes widened immediately.

He always thought the shrine was built on a mountain, never imagining that the entire mountain was just a "house".

The Corpse King Liuli muttered softly, "Going up there is very tiring. Why don't you try turning into a cloud and flying up?"

Kotegawa craned his neck, looking at the steps that seemed to stretch all the way to the clouds. He felt a little like flying up there, but it was just a thought. He couldn't even fly outside, let alone here.

Perhaps this is the proper etiquette for meeting a deity?

He turned his head and said, "This is enough. You can go back now. I can go up by myself."

After he finished speaking, he stepped onto the first step, but whether it was his imagination or not, the air felt heavy, as if a pressure had instantly enveloped him.

The Corpse King Liuli paused for a moment, muttered something under her breath, and took a step forward.

Kotegawa's hearing was decent; although he didn't listen intentionally, he still caught the words "too stupid."

He pretended not to hear and began to climb the steps one by one, the pressure on his shoulders gradually increasing... There was something strange about these steps.

"Is this a test set for the visitors?" he wondered, continuing his climb, the pressure not being a problem.

The Corpse King Liuli beside him was just playing around. He would move up a level, and she would follow suit.

Several hours later, the Kote River had reached an incredibly high altitude, but the steps ahead still seemed endless.

Several priestesses floated past, greeting their princess as they passed by, drifting upwards with a light and carefree air.

谷遙

Kotegawa watched silently, realizing that it really could fly...

The Corpse King Liuli had been watching his expression closely and whispered, "It's not too late for you to regret it now."

Kotegawa continued walking, saying as he went, "One must finish what one starts."

"I think you're just being stubborn! You're suffering for the sake of saving face!" Corpse King Liuli muttered incessantly, and followed after him.

Kotegawa walked from dawn till dusk, until all was quiet, before he finally reached the last stone step.

The Corpse King, Liuli, had long since fallen asleep, clinging to his neck.

After regaining his composure, he didn't look back and strode forward.

Starlight descended from the sky, and the enormous stars seemed to be brought close at hand, slowly rotating and clearly visible in every detail. In the far distance, a purple sun was surrounded and protected by a cluster of stars.

In a more distant place, there is also a great sun surrounded by stars, but that sun shines brightly and dazzlingly, like the two poles of a yin-yang symbol, opposite the purple sun.

He looked up, seeing this scene for the first time in his life, and a strange sigh and sense of loss rose in his heart: the world is vast and boundless, yet he himself is as insignificant as a floating ant, how short is life? Instead of chasing after illusory achievements, why not spend more time with his girlfriend and family?

The more he thought about it, the sadder and stronger he became. He was so upset that he wanted to lie down and cry his heart out.

A crystal-clear snowflake drifted down from the sky and landed on his forehead. The icy sensation instantly spread throughout his body. He shivered, opened his eyes wide, and a sharp light flashed in them, revealing a deep sense of vigilance.

Something's wrong! What happened to him just now?

He first put the Corpse King Liuli, which was hanging on his back, on the ground and raised his vigilance to the highest level.

A melodious voice descended from high above: "Your Majesty, I only have this one loyal subordinate, please do not make things too difficult for him."

"A satisfactory subordinate? I think he's incredibly audacious!"

Kotegawa listened blankly, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

Hearing this, it seems the Demon Queen has attacked him again... Damn it, we've got another debt to settle...

He composed himself, focusing his gaze on his nose and contemplating his inner thoughts.

A white cloud drifted down from among the many stars, and Kitamune Kenzun, dressed in a thin veil, sat upright.

He clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "My Lord, it's been a long time."

Bei Yujianzun glanced at him, then looked up at the sky, and said softly, "It's been a long time since I've spoken with Her Majesty the Queen for so long. I'm truly happy. I'll take my leave now."

No sound came from the dark purple sun and stars.

Kotegawa lowered his head slightly, feeling the heavy gaze upon him.

After Bei Yujian finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze, looked at him, and then looked at the Corpse King Liuli who was still lying on the ground fast asleep. He said with a half-smile, "Do you want to say goodbye? Once you leave, you may never see me again."

"Isn't it a bit strange of you to say that?" Kotekawa muttered to himself, glancing down at the Corpse King Ruri, who was curled up and sleeping soundly. After a slight hesitation, he took out the blanket that Ruri had been wrapped in for the past few days from his Impermanence Domain, covered her up, and whispered, "That's enough."

Bei Yujianzun didn't speak, but gently raised his hand, and countless snowflakes fell.

The next second, he and Kotegawa disappeared from the scene.

After they left, Corpse King Liuli suddenly opened her eyes, sat up cross-legged, grabbed the blanket on her body, and stared blankly into space.

He just left like that, without even saying goodbye. What a cold and heartless guy!

……

When Kotegawa was brought back to the human world by Kitamomi Takematsu, it was evening. The fiery red sunset illuminated half the sky, and the clouds were flying, just like a blooming fire lotus.

He steadied himself, clasped his hands in thanks to Bei Yujianzun.

This goddess took exceptional care of him, saving him from danger several times. She was truly a rare and wonderful boss.

Bei Yujianzun seemed exhausted, and she didn't put on any airs in front of him. She stretched out her hands, shaped the clouds into a sofa, kept her legs together, leaned slightly forward, and leaned against it.

He yawned, somewhat languidly: "If there's nothing else, go back first. Don't come this year. If you need anything, I'll come looking for you."

Kotegawa wanted to ask about the First Attendant, but it seemed inappropriate. He nodded, bowed, and turned into clouds, leaving the Great Snow Mountain and flying towards Hokkaido.

Bei Yujianzun watched his retreating figure, and for some reason, he sighed softly. His figure slowly faded and disappeared from the spot.

Around 10 p.m., Kotegawa returned to Tokyo.

As soon as he got off the plane, he didn't linger at all; he transformed into a cloud of light and flew back to his own doorstep.

Standing outside the door, he looked down at his clothes, which were freshly changed and still clean, with the fresh scent of laundry detergent.

He raised his hand and touched his chin again. He was still very young, not old enough to have a full beard yet.

It's almost May now, and it's been about 27 days since my last trip. I only have three days left until the one-month deadline that Bei Yujianzun gave me.

When he finally calculated the time, he couldn't help but wonder if the thunder that had been following him earlier was Bei Yujianzun urging him to hurry up.

Whether it matters or not, the blame will ultimately fall on the Queen of Ghost Path.

He smiled, stood in front of the gate, and took out his phone, which he hadn't turned on before.

As soon as I turned it on, the phone started vibrating non-stop, with countless missed calls and messages flooding in.

He found Qingkong's phone number and dialed it.

The call connected instantly, and the front door was pushed open with a bang. Wearing adorable pajamas, with long hair flowing down her shoulders, and eyes full of surprise, the lovely girl he had been longing for appeared right before his eyes.

He didn't need to endure anything. He climbed over the gate, opened his arms, and tightly embraced Qingkong, who was running towards him barefoot.

……

At three o'clock in the morning, in the quiet room on the second floor, the two people huddled together tightly. Kotegawa softly recounted his experience, skipping over the more bloody parts and focusing on the search for Natsuki Shujin.

Even so, Qingkong was incredibly nervous. When she heard that they had found someone, she propped herself up on her arms, disregarding her exposed skin, and widened her lovely eyes in surprise, asking, "So it really is Huawu's father?"

Kotegawa instinctively cupped happiness in his hands, his gaze and heart swaying intensely, and he unconsciously became aroused again.

As he helped her lie down and adjusted her position, he quickly said, "It's not certain yet; we'll have to wait for Teacher Qianzi to take a look."

Qingkong let out a soft hum, her eyes glistening with moisture. She ran her hand across his cheek and murmured, "I need to ask for a day off tomorrow..."

The moon and stars are few outside the window; time is peaceful and serene.

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Chapter 194 Meeting (Part 1)

At seven in the morning, Youjia stepped out of her bedroom. Only a few buttons on her pajamas were fastened, and two were even buttoned incorrectly. She yawned and stretched, mumbling, "Good morning..."

The weather was already getting warmer as it approached May, so I switched to thinner, more breathable spring and autumn pajamas.

Originally, there was no problem with this, since the family consisted mostly of girls, and no one would be at a disadvantage if they were looking after each other.

In the kitchen, Kotegawa, who was stewing meat, looked up at the little bean bun and said, "Good morning."

Before Youjia could even close her yawn, a male voice suddenly rang out in the house, startling her so much that she almost dropped her jaw. She turned around in a panic, but with a "thud," her forehead slammed solidly against the door.

Judging by the force of the rebound, it must have hurt a lot.

She clutched her forehead tightly with both hands, writhing on the ground in pain.

Kotegawa looked at her with surprise, then walked over, squatted down beside her, and casually said, "I've only been away for a month, why are we being so formal with each other, brothers?"

Yuka, whose eyes were still wet with tears, felt the pain subside and looked embarrassed, stammering, "I... my hair is a mess and I'm not wearing a bra."

Kotegawa looked down and asked curiously, "Don't you never wear them?"

“It’s still a little different! It used to be winter!” Youjia blushed, glared at him, got up, opened the door, and ran into the bedroom.

Kotekawa smiled, feeling relaxed and happy, and went back to the kitchen to continue stewing the meat.

A few minutes later, Chika, dressed neatly, jogged to the washroom. After washing up, she went to the kitchen counter and said to him, "Welcome back, see you, brother."

"Well, the work is done..." Kotegawa looked at her, who had hardly changed, and said with a smile, "How are you adjusting to life in the honors class?"

Chika answered seriously, "Kano's level is not outstanding in Bunkyo, and the pressure is not as great as I imagined. The teachers are also very easy to talk to, so I'm quite happy."

"If you have any worries or troubles, be sure to tell me," Kotegawa instructed. "If I'm not in Tokyo, be sure to tell Haruka and Yuka, or go to Fujiwara-sensei, who is my homeroom teacher."

Qianxia thought for a moment and said, "About two weeks ago, I was bothered by a boy in my class. I told the teacher, and that was the end of it."

Kotegawa hummed in agreement. It was hard to say about this kind of thing for regular classes, but the teachers in the top classes would definitely take it to heart. However, just to be on the safe side, it would be best to let the teacher know next time you went to school.

"That's all. Qingkong-neechan, Youjia-neechan, Huawu-neechan, and Hutao-neechan all took good care of me. Even Fujiwara Kaori-senpai, who is in the second year, took good care of me. I don't know why, but I think it's because I met my brother..." Chika continued, "I've heard a lot of stories about meeting my brother at school recently."

"Fujiwara Kaori? She's Fujiwara-sensei's granddaughter, so you could say you know her... All those rumors are just idle gossip." Kotegawa laughed heartily, "If Chihaya knew, she'd definitely laugh at me."

Qianxia nodded: "She kept asking to see you, and I was so annoyed by her that I sent her the video that everyone on the forum had compiled. She's already laughed."

"Really? There are compilations like that?" Kotegawa chuckled. "Let her laugh it off. As long as she's happy. Is Golden Week a normal holiday?"