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

This disaster did not spread.

Inside Dazaifu Tenmangu Shrine, Sugawara no Shinrei sat on the stone steps in the courtyard, gazing intently at the outside world.

The world has finally returned to peace.

This time, however, it was a little too calm.

……

A few days later, wearing a trench coat, Kotegawa slowly walked up the Daisetsuzan mountain in Hokkaido. Standing on the summit, he gazed at the distant sea of ​​clouds, just as before.

A white cloud drifted down, and Bei Yujianzun appeared, yawning. He was always dressed in that snow-white palace gown.

He raised his hand and summoned a door of ice and snow, revealing the scene inside.

Sunny Sky, Yujia's family, Hanamai's family, Walnut, Little Priest, Aunt Akiba, Uncle Kenji, Chinatsu, and Chihaya all stayed in an ancient Taoist temple.

This Taoist temple was the home of Kitami Kenzun.

Kitamatsu Kenzun yawned: "They're doing very well. Let's take them away."

After Kotegawa decided to ascend to godhood, he sent everyone here.

Kotekawa's lips trembled slightly. With a wave of his hand, he closed the Frost Gate, walked to His side, and massaged His shoulders as he said, "Senior Sister, you have to hear my explanation. I didn't originally intend to marry so many wives..."

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Epilogue of Chapter 222

A year later, at the end of March, Kano High School welcomed a new graduation season. Fujiwara Kaori, the student with the best grades in the grade, became the student representative and recounted the happy times of the past three years.

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

Even after the meeting ended, the campus remained noisy as acquaintances gathered, exchanging buttons and taking final photos with the school.

Starting today, they will be entering society, either preparing for university exams, starting work, getting married, or having children.

Behind the school building, Mr. Fujiwara, who had seen off another class of students and aged another year, was sweeping up fallen leaves in front of the old school building with a broom.

Holding her graduation certificate, Fujiwara Kaori ran over from a distance, slightly out of breath: "Grandpa, let's go!"

"No rush, no rush."

"Grandpa!" Fujiwara Kaori's voice paused, and she looked at the old school building with some unease. She said in a low voice, "It's better to let the students clean it. This place is haunted. What if it comes home with us?"

Without looking up, Fujiwara-sensei continued unhurriedly, "That was before. Now, this place is empty."

Fujiwara Kaori was completely confused: "What do you mean by 'empty'?"

Ms. Fujiwara leaned on her broom, looked up, and said with a look of reminiscence in her eyes, "They all left with the gods and are living happily now."

Snow-white cherry blossom petals fluttered down, dancing in the air. Fujiwara Kaori pressed her hair down, lost in thought.

……

At the Special Division headquarters, a radiant-faced Yasuhiro Ishikawa waved his subordinates away, took out his phone, and examined the photos he had just received. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. Finally, he couldn't help but get up and walk quickly outside.

A few days ago, he hired the best craftsman to commission a statue of a deity, and today it is finally finished and can be placed in his home for worship!

……

In Bunkyo Ward, the coffee shop in the shopping street has finally been converted into an izakaya (Japanese pub). The previous manager has also left, apparently to get married, or perhaps to a god. However, there are rumors that she found a new job with much better pay than when she was the manager, and that she did not get married.

The current shop owner is a serious middle-aged man dressed in Wu clothing. He often sits behind the counter with his sleeves tucked in, and occasionally handles the checkout.

Compared to him, his wife was more like the shop owner. She was a very virtuous woman, warm-hearted, and an excellent cook. It is said that even the gods lingered after eating her food.

Oh, and there's another waiter in the shop, a pale-faced young man. He seems to have studied abroad and doesn't speak much of the local language. Passing customers often see the elderly couple teaching him to speak.

"Huan, Huan Yinguangling..."

"No, no, it should be 'Welcome,' 'Glorious Arrival'; but you've already made great progress! Keep it up, Yosuke!"

At the entrance of the izakaya, the warm sunlight shone on a vibrant potted plant, and at the rest table, a woman repeatedly taught a boy how to speak.

……

In the underground kingdom, at the shrine of the Queen of the Demonic Path.

Wearing a crown and dressed in an elegant robe, the Ghost Queen pointed at her daughter, speechless for a long time.

The little girl, engrossed in eating a leg of lamb, muttered to herself, "Mom, do you think we need to climb the Ascending God's Ladder when we grow up? Relying solely on genes doesn't feel quite right..."

The Ghost Queen remained silent, her face dark.

"Mom, when you were pregnant with me, did you feel hungry all the time?"

"Mom, what should I pay attention to when having a baby? There's no one around here to teach me... And that brat, he said that even Qingkong Huawu's constitution is a bit weak and she needs to recuperate for a few more years... Mom, Mom, say something! Huh? Mom, where are you going?"

"I'm going to chop that brat to pieces!" The Ghost Queen stormed out, her aura fierce. "I shouldn't have listened to Bei Yujian back then; I should have just killed him to end it all!"

"Oh dear! Mom!" Corpse King Liuli dropped the lamb leg and ran after her, scaring Ghost Queen half to death: "You're not allowed to run! You're going to drive me crazy! Grandma, slow down."

(End of the book)