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

Chapter Fifty-Five: Me and My Journey

Each [Sword] can only be used once.

"If the [God] card and the [Demon] card are collected by the same player, then the player must commit suicide with the [Sword]."

—Inventor: Honba Sora

……

The game has begun.

Honba Sora's voice was deep: "Let's make this clear first, once the game starts, you can't quit halfway through. You have to keep playing until you use up the last sword... Is that okay?"

Everyone's gaze was fixed, and no one left.

The first round of card dealing has begun.

Circle after circle.

Only after everyone had four cards face down did they begin to reveal their cards.

"Who will be the first unlucky one?" The thought flashed through the minds of the seven people, while at the same time they all prayed that it wouldn't be them.

"Oh, I got the [Deity] card."

The first "God" appeared, Mikazuki Haruka, but she didn't relax much, because there were still three cards left to be revealed. If there were any "Demon" cards among them, she would be doomed.

The other six people, including Kamiko Kotegawa, tensed up, fearing that they would reveal the "Demon God" card next.

Then... Honjo Sorata lowered his head deeply, almost touching the table, and stared in astonishment at the newly revealed [Demon/God] card.

The others stopped and then gave them a warm round of applause.

Kotekawa Kami looked pleased; this at least proved that the game was still fair.

Mikazuki Seisakusaku also breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with approval.

Honba Sorata turned his head to look at the twenty-eight cards laid out on another table, swallowed hard, and said tremblingly, "Come on, let's go!"

Mikazuki looked around, picked up a random card, and flipped it open in the middle of the table.

Several people looked over at the same time.

Mikazuki murmured softly, "Have you ever secretly worn your family's clothes? Like your sister's pantyhose or...?"

"Who came up with such a despicable question? But it certainly hit the target precisely..." Kotekawa Kami said with a stern face.

No, you can't laugh...

"Huh?" Yuka Motoba, who had been looking gloating, was also dumbfounded.

Everyone else also had a tense expression, their eyes fixed on Honba Sorata. If he dared to lie, subtle changes in his expression would appear, such as his eyes wandering or his hands waving haphazardly.

Yuka was equally tense, with a fierce glint in her eyes. If this kid really did sneak through her clothes... she would definitely tear him to pieces!

"No! Never!" Honjoku shouted, clearly disgusted. "She's so lazy! She only washes her pantyhose when they've gone bad!"

"Oh..." The others glanced at Ben Youjia silently, then lowered their heads, pushed their cards to the center, and began shuffling.

It was supposed to be Sora's "death" time, but inexplicably it became Yuka's... and her "death" was quite successful.

That's a serious gun malfunction.

No, you can't laugh...

In this scene, Yu Jia's cheeks were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and her teeth were clenched so tightly they made a "crunching" sound.

Sora Motoba, standing next to him, breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, it wasn't too outrageous a problem.

The second round has begun...

This time, Kotegawa Kami was very lucky, revealing the "God" card on the first draw. However, before he could even rejoice, the next card revealed the "Demon" card.

A huge question mark immediately appeared in his mind.

He was also greeted with low laughter and enthusiastic applause.

Sorata covered his mouth and said, "Please...please kill yourself..."

Kote Kawakami glanced at him expressionlessly; he hadn't smiled at all just now.

He looked at the remaining twenty-seven cards, stared at them for a while, shook his head, picked one up at random, flipped it open, and placed it in the center of the table.

A bunch of heads immediately crowded around.

Kami Kotekawa read aloud, "Please describe your history of relationships."

"Hmm?" The girls' eyes lit up, secretly looking forward to it.

"It's a generally embarrassing question, but it's not a big deal for me..." Kotekawa Kami thought to himself, then said with a softened expression, "Sorry, I've never dated anyone before."

Honba Sorata was somewhat skeptical: "Really not a single one? What's the reason?"

After thinking for a moment, Kotekawa Kami said, "I have neither time nor money."

That period was the best time of his life; he spent all his time studying and practicing martial arts, leaving him no time to think about anything else.

Indeed, when he was studying in Nagano Prefecture, many female classmates, even older and younger students, were interested in him. But he didn't think that being too precocious would do him any good in terms of personal growth.

He gave a brief explanation, and those around him nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with his statement.

...In the second round, Kotekawa Kami, who "committed suicide," managed to get through it safely.

Then the third round began.

However, this time, Kotegawa Shinken once again revealed the [God] card on his very first draw.

He immediately tensed up, worried that he would draw the "Ghost" card again.

But this time things didn't go as he hoped; the [Demon/God] card was taken by Takanashi Hanamai.

The latter's face turned several shades pale.

"It's alright, don't be afraid, everyone is still very friendly..." Kotekawa Kami thought of the minor but serious problem from the previous round and offered a word of comfort.

Xiao Niaoyou Huawu thought about it and realized it made sense, and her expression softened considerably.

She has never dated anyone before, so these kinds of problems are safe for her.

Kotegawa Kamimi helped her choose a piece of paper, placed it in the center of the table, and read aloud: "Please tell me about an embarrassing thing that happened to you recently."

"An embarrassing incident?" Takanashi Hanamai was taken aback, her mind immediately turning to the time she ran out of the house without a bra that morning... But how could she talk about something like that? She took a deep breath and quickly said, "I ran out of the house this morning without washing my face!"

Kotegawa Kami nodded in agreement.

So far, the only one who was successfully "killed" by being caught in the crossfire was somewhat disappointed. They thought something had happened, but it turned out that she was just seen without makeup.

...After two rounds of normal questions, Shirakawa Kurumi, Takanashi Hanamai, and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

The somewhat tense atmosphere became even more joyful.

I thought to myself that everyone was a good kid and wouldn't make any outrageous requests.

The fourth round's "God" was Honba Sorata... but he was somewhat disappointed when he saw that the "Demon" was Shirakawa Nozomi.

The little priest tilted his chin up, giving off an air of "Go ahead and ask, I'll lose if I even frown."

Sorata Honjo casually picked up a card and placed it in the center of the table.

Kotegawa Kami leaned closer to take a look and helped read aloud: "Please take a personal photo by next Saturday."

The room fell silent immediately.

Shirakawa Nozomi's expression froze on her face. She turned to look at him with an expression that said, "Are you fucking kidding me?"

Kotekawa Kami was also stunned. While feeling lingering fear and relief, he kindly handed over the card to prove that he hadn't lied.

Shirakawa Nozomi held the card in his hand, staring at it, speechless for a long time, his face turning pale and then flushed.

Kami Kotegawa took a deep breath.

No, you can't laugh...

Chapter Fifty-Six: I'm in Trouble (Part 1)

The atmosphere in the living room remained strangely silent.

No one spoke.

No one spoke up for Shirakawa Nozomi.

Even his older sister was covering her mouth tightly, her shoulders shaking.

Kota kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

He was careless; he didn't even consider the possibility that a boy might draw the card.

Kotekawa Kami looked around and felt that as the host, he couldn't let the atmosphere continue to be so awkward—mainly because Shirakawa Nozomi's face had darkened, and he seemed to be planning to overturn the table and run away.

He tentatively suggested, "How about..."

"No way!" The four girls, who were trying to suppress their laughter, spoke in unison.

Standing to the side, feeling guilty and somewhat unwilling to watch the boy dressed in [unclear - possibly a typo or incomplete sentence], she felt a pang of unease. She looked at him with a mixture of fear and apprehension, and a sense of unease. She looked at him with a mixture of fear and apprehension, and a sense of unease. She looked at him with a mixture of fear and apprehension, and a sense of unease.

Of all the people in the group, only Shirakawa looked at him with a light in his eyes.

Kotekawa Kami paused, then continued, "What I meant was, buying that... [unclear text - possibly a fragment from a larger document]... ...is a waste of resources and technology!"

"Agreed!" All five agreed in unison, then turned away and covered their mouths.

Shirakawa Nozomi, looking embarrassed and annoyed, slammed the card on the middle of the table and shouted, "Again!"

He wants revenge!

I'll make those guys look even more pathetic than him!

Kotekawa Kami touched his coffee table with a pained expression.

The game continues.

Q: "If your partner wanted you to work hard to get into the same university, would you agree?"