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

Qingkong's small hand touched his cheek, and she whispered, "Don't let your imagination run wild. If you find anything amiss, don't show it. He is a god, and we are just mortals..."

"Don't worry." Kotegawa held her hand and said cheerfully, "He and I are naturally on the same side, not enemies."

------------

Chapter 208 Going to Sea

On the afternoon of the second Friday of May, the school trip of the second-year students of Kano came to a successful end. Everyone boarded the Shinkansen home, and just like when they came, they were still excited and nostalgic.

This study tour will be a memorable experience for many people, in every sense of the word.

Inside the carriage, someone quietly opened their wallet, and when they saw the shimmering ice crystal still lying quietly inside, they couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. Then they carefully closed it again, praying in their hearts that someone had forgotten about it.

"Can't these really stay?" Inside the small carriage, Yujia held a glowing snowflake, her face full of regret: "Everyone actually wants to stay."

Previously, a girl offered a very high price to buy a snowflake that would glow permanently.

Kotegawa opened his palm, and countless tiny frost and snow storms gathered in his palm, attracting the attention of his friends.

He clenched his fist, and the storm stopped abruptly. When he opened his hand again, a leaf-shaped, pale blue snowflake was revealed.

But then, the snowflakes shattered into tiny ice crystals, scattering in the air like scattered stars, a truly beautiful sight.

"It's just a wisp of air; it will dissipate eventually," Kotekawa said casually, clapping his hands.

A chorus of wails erupted from the outside carriage.

The snowflakes... are gone.

"Ah! My heart aches so much." Yujia clutched her little dumpling with one hand and weakly stretched the other towards the sky.

Hua Wu, who was next to her, whispered a reminder: "It's backwards. The right side is the lungs, and the left side is the heart."

Yuka: "..."

Hu Tao stretched and said lazily, "Let's go back quickly, I miss my bed at home."

She's particular about pillows, and these days she's been staying in different hotels every day, which reminds her of the state she was in when she was on missions. Besides, the beds outside aren't as comfortable as the ones at home.

“Yes, I miss my cat at home too.” Youjia subconsciously replied, but after saying that, she suddenly fell silent for some reason. She looked at Qingkong, who was also looking at her.

Both of them remained silent.

Kotegawa looked out the window, slightly lost in thought. After returning to Tokyo, should he go to Hokkaido? He had also gained a lot from this trip, though it might not all be for good reasons.

The light and shadow outside the train window swayed and reflected on everyone's faces, and only the sound of the tram running could be heard inside the carriage.

A few hours later, the train pulled into the station, and a group of people stretched and got off. They gathered outside the station, had their names called, and then dispersed on the spot.

Kotegawa and his friends also headed towards the shopping street, each going home along the way.

Once the trip is over and the excitement wears off, a feeling of exhaustion washes over you.

When she got home, Yujia left a message saying, "Call me when it's time for dinner," then dragged her suitcase into her bedroom, lay down on the bed, and didn't want to move.

Standing at the door, Qingkong said to her, "Go wash your face and rinse your mouth first, change the sheets and duvet cover, and take out your dirty clothes."

"Let me lie down for a while first..."

Qingkong had no choice but to close the door for her. She dragged her suitcase back to her room first, and when she came out again, she changed into the clothes she wore while cleaning, put on gloves and an apron, and carried the dirty clothes to the laundry room.

Kotegawa was carrying his clothes downstairs when he saw his lovely girlfriend's back. His eyes widened slightly. The soft fabric of her pants outlined her figure, and her voluptuous curves had a captivating charm that made his heart flutter.

He went downstairs and then into the laundry room.

A dozen minutes later, Youjia yawned and carried her dirty clothes, sheets, and blankets into the laundry room. Only the washing machine was running. She threw all the clothes into the laundry basket, turned around, and left, calling out as she went, "Qingkongkong?"

No one answered her, and she asked in confusion, "Did they go out to buy groceries?"

At six o'clock in the evening, the sky was dark. A school bus stopped at the gate. Ishikawa Chinatsu got off the bus, turned around and bowed slightly to the teacher on the bus. After watching the school bus leave, she walked home with a slightly faster pace.

Today is Friday, tomorrow is the weekend! And...

She opened the front door and immediately heard the sound of video games. It was Jia-jie playing games as soon as she got home.

The aroma of pan-fried fish wafted from the kitchen; it smelled so good, a scent only Sister Qingkong could make.

Shinji peeked out from the kitchen, a familiar smile on his face, and said cheerfully, "Finally back! Are you hungry? Go wash your hands first, dinner will be ready soon. If you're too hungry, there are some gifts I brought back in the living room, open them and eat them."

Even though we've only been apart for five days, and our lives were like this every day before, I'm just... happy.

……

Peaceful days passed by, and May quietly came to an end, with the plum rain season arriving once again.

On a weekend afternoon, Kotegawa stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing absently at the light drizzle outside.

Yuka, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the TV playing games, glanced back and casually said, "Why have you been spacing out so much lately? Want to go out and have some fun?"

Kotegawa glanced at her and pondered, "I have to go out again."

"Huh?" Yujia turned around in surprise, looking at him with pity: "You're already living the life of a corporate slave before you've even entered the workforce. Isn't that too hard?"

Kotegawa raised his hand.

Youjia instinctively snuggled into Qingkong's arms and cried out, "Stop knocking! If you keep knocking, I'll become Buddha!"

She was wearing a nightgown, and because of her thrashing around, her light blue underwear was showing.

Kotegawa, however, was already used to it.

Living under the same roof together for a year and a half, this kind of situation is bound to happen to some extent.

Qingkong ignored the mischievous Youjia, simply pressing one hand against her forehead to keep her from moving.

She turned her head to look at Kotegawa and asked softly, "Where are we going this time?"

“Let’s go overseas and find a place,” Kotegawa said. “There’s no danger.”

Yujia peeked out and said to Qingkong, "Then this shouldn't count as going on a long trip?"

Qingkong nodded. Compared to before, going overseas was indeed not considered going on a long trip.

At 11 p.m., she quietly went upstairs, found Kotegawa in the quiet room, sat down beside him, looked at him who was still awake, and whispered, "Is there anything else on your mind?"

Kotegawa looked at her, reached out and pulled her down to lie down, rubbing his cheek against hers and said, "It's nothing, I just have a feeling, um... that we might need to make some arrangements."

His words were vague, and Qingkong looked puzzled as well: "What arrangements are you going to make?"

Kotegawa shook his head: "I don't know yet, we'll have to wait and see."

These past few days, he's been agonizing over one thing... Why is Bei Yujianzun being so kind to him? Is he after something? After two weeks of this agonizing, having gained nothing, he can only decide to go overseas first, to find the place Bei Yujianzun mentioned, to see if the answer is there. As for the rest, he'll deal with it after this matter is over.

------------

Chapter 209 The World in the Mist

"Woo..." The long whistle of the ship echoed through the sky, and amidst shouts, the large cruise ship, over a hundred meters long, sailed into the vast blue sea where the sky and sea met.

On the deck, Kotegawa leaned back in his chair, wearing sunglasses, cracking sunflower seeds and basking in the sun.

Today was a rare sunny day, with bright sunshine and comfortable temperatures, making it a perfect day for going out to sea. He originally planned to charter a fishing boat and slowly find a place to go, but sailing seemed more complicated than driving, and he didn't know how far he would have to go this time. So he tried to find a way to go out to sea first, and by sheer coincidence, he found this large cruise ship.

Although it was slightly off from his destination, it was better in every way than if he had chartered a boat and gone out to sea alone.

The deck was crowded with people, including various tourists, as well as many Onmyoji and special department specialists.

In contrast, the boat tickets were exorbitantly expensive, not just a little bit.

However, these days, spending the night safely outside, especially at sea where it is even more dangerous, is quite a luxury.

As the cruise ship ventured deeper into the open sea, cell phone signals began to weaken, but some people grew bolder.

As soon as Kotegawa put his phone away, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that several women around the same age as Ms. Chiko were openly staring at him.

He was no longer the greenhorn he once was; he picked up a watermelon from the table and began to eat it.

Someone walked towards him, but then inexplicably turned and left halfway there. This happened several times, and then no one bothered him anymore.

A day passed quickly. After nightfall, the sky was filled with stars, a cool breeze was blowing, and on the deck lit up with lights, Kotegawa stretched and slowly walked into the ship. He went to the buffet area, ordered plenty of food, and sat down in an empty seat to watch the live concert while eating.

The singer on stage seemed to be a popular heartthrob in the Fukuoka area, and he was greeted with waves of cheers as soon as he stepped on stage.

A deep, resonant voice emanated from the speakers, captivating the audience.

Kotegawa listened with great interest.

After the song ended, the two men, dressed in long gowns, performed a short comedy routine.

The audience erupted in laughter, but Kotegawa was upset. Due to cultural differences, he didn't quite understand what was funny, just like the others didn't know the name "Fugui".

He finished the last bite of food, returned the plate, and slowly went back to his room. There, he practiced a set of boxing techniques, sat down cross-legged, and began to meditate.

The sea breeze outside the window gradually picked up and started to whistle.

After an unknown amount of time, Kotekawa suddenly woke up, opened his palm, and took out the Frost Snowflake that Kitami Takezon had given him earlier from the Impermanence Domain. The snowflake was now shining brightly and trembling slightly, as if it was about to break through the air.

"Are we nearby already?" he murmured, then put the bag away, quickly changed his clothes, took all his luggage, and transformed into wisps of mist, drifting away from the room.

Above the sea, shrouded in thick fog, he opened his hand and released the snowflakes, which immediately soared into the air, leaving a trail of light in the night sky.

He followed closely, chasing them from late at night until dawn.

Suddenly, the snowflakes shattered with a pop, turning into ice crystals and dissipating.

He suddenly stopped and looked around.

The surrounding white mist was still thick. He suddenly looked down and saw an island with towering mountains appear in his sight under countless bolts of lightning.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder flashed incessantly, and fine raindrops pattered on the ground.

He sensed a strange power emanating from the surrounding clouds, enveloping the area.

"Hmm?" His eyes flickered, and he suddenly noticed some wooden houses built on the continuous mountain range below. Although they were simple and dilapidated, they were indeed man-made.

"Was this ever inhabited by humans? Or by demons?" he muttered to himself, then swooped down and landed on the mountaintop.

"Boom!" The thunder roared louder in the dark clouds, and what should have been morning was as dark as night.

He looked around and saw that the clouds and mist around him were like a veil, hanging down from the sky, which was quite unusual.

At the edge of the mountain, there were many broken boat wrecks scattered about, bobbing with the waves, probably having wandered into this place by mistake.

But perhaps there are survivors.