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

He silently withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and composed himself.

Ideally, you should be able to find them as soon as you get there, preferably the whole group, so you can take care of them quickly and easily, and also find out where the Five-Eyed Ratmen are.

That way I might be able to make it to my morning math class.

Although Ishikawa Yasuhiro said last night that the Five-Eyed Rat Man might be dead, he didn't believe it.

That's a monster, how could it possibly die so easily?

Besides, even if he really was killed, how could no one come forward to claim him? That head is worth 300 million yen! That's an apartment in Tokyo!

As he thought this, he rubbed his fingers against the sword sheath and sighed softly.

It's such a pity about this newly bought sword...

……

The parrot lay obediently at the bottom of the backpack, its face twisted to the side with a sinister expression.

"That wretched brat has no idea how strong the Guild Master is!"

"Once we get back, the president will definitely make him beg for mercy on his knees!"

"At that time, you wretched brat, you will get back at me everything you did to me!"

Parrot's lips twitched slightly, as if he could already imagine the scene of Kotegawa Kami being hung on the fire, crying and screaming for his parents.

It excitedly wriggled its body, and if its mouth hadn't been taped shut, it would have definitely barked loudly.

Chapter 79 The President is Not Home

"Is this the place?" Kotekawa Kamimi asked softly, carrying a sword pouch in his left hand and a bird in his right, looking at the old house that was clearly deserted.

Parrot nodded frantically, blinking as he tried to get Kamiko Kotegawa to remove the tape from his mouth.

Unfortunately, Kotekawa Kami didn't receive its signal, so he stuffed it and the sword pouch back into his bag and took out a set of very thin rubber gloves to put on his hands.

He circled the old house, found a spot that felt right, took a few steps back, then ran and accelerated, then bent his knees and jumped, using the wall as a springboard to flip over.

The yard was also desolate, overgrown with weeds and covered with withered leaves.

The windows of the house had all been boarded up.

The front door was tightly closed, and it didn't look like anyone lived there.

Kotekawa Kami quickly glanced at it a few times, twitched his nose, and still caught a whiff of something unusual.

It smells awful; this place has a musty, pungent odor!

He secretly gathered his strength, picked up his sword, and slowly made his way to the backyard.

The largest house that Parrot Bro was talking about should be the ridiculously large warehouse in the backyard.

To get to the backyard, you have to go around this area of ​​houses.

In the empty house, there seemed to be faint, elusive gazes cast out.

Kotekawa Kami glanced to the side, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Could this place be a haunted house?

He stopped in his tracks, somewhat tempted to go in and gain some experience.

But then I thought, what if I alert them and scare away the leaders and president of the evil spirit society? Wouldn't that be like losing the big watermelon and picking up a small sesame seed?

That would be a huge loss.

No, we still have to pick the bigger ones first.

Put the smaller one aside for now.

I heard it's thirty times stronger than the [Wild Samurai], so the experience points will definitely be just as good.

If a new "ultimate" move were to appear... that would be far more profitable than grinding for experience.

So he ignored the gazes peering at him from inside the house and strode directly to the storeroom.

A sense of danger rose from the bottom of his heart, and he took a few steps back, at which point the danger immediately faded.

Kotekawa Kami thought for a moment, then stepped forward again, and then stepped back again.

The sense of danger appeared and then disappeared.

"Is there some kind of trap?" He pondered, looked up and glanced around, then raised an eyebrow... and saw two cameras pointing directly at him.

“There’s someone inside, and they even spotted me…” Kotekawa Kami came to a conclusion in his mind.

He thought for a moment, cleared his throat, took the bird out of his bag, waved it at the camera, and shouted, "I'm here to return the bird. I mean no harm!"

After saying that, he put the bird back into his bag and waited quietly.

...No one opened the door, and no one answered; only the two cameras remained coldly pointed at him.

Seeing this, Kami had no choice but to take the bird out again, tear off the tape from its beak, and grab its neck, asking, "What kind of traps are at the door?"

With his life in someone else's hands, Parrot Broccoli cried out in grief and indignation, "Even if you strangle me, I won't tell you that the real door is actually on the right, and that if you push this door open, you'll be riddled with arrows..."

Kotekawa Kami said "Oh," put it back in his bag, zipped it up, and walked around to the right with the sword in his hand.

The wall on the right also appeared to be intact at first glance. Kotekawa Kami observed it little by little, and when he reached the far right corner, he finally saw the crack in the door, and then retreated without hesitation.

"Bang!" The door was kicked open from the inside.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" The ground beneath their feet trembled as a fat monster, over three meters tall with dark red fangs and a single horn, emerged from the house, carrying an iron mace almost as tall as itself.

Behind it followed a tall, thin figure wearing a black fox mask.

Kotekawa Kami glanced at it and took out a bird from his bag.

Parrot stretched out its head and, upon seeing the masked man, was overjoyed. It shouted at the top of its lungs, "Matsushi-kun, your Red Oni shikigami is indeed as mighty as the evil god! It could definitely smash this human into mincemeat with one blow! Although it's slow and afraid of water..."

The masked man next to the fanged, one-horned monster finally reacted.

He snapped in a deep voice, "Shut up!"

"Matsushi Takeshi, one of the three executives of the Evil Spirit Society, has a bounty of 26 million yen. He has participated in at least three evil rituals, and his hands are stained with countless amounts of blood..."

Kami Kotekawa stuffed the bird back into his bag, zipped up his backpack, and drew his longsword: "You were involved in the Five-Eyed Ratman incident three years ago, weren't you?"

Some of the Songshi cadres, their defenses breached, took a deep breath and, in a low voice, gave the order to the three-meter-tall Red Demon beside them: "Kill him!"

"Thump! Thump!" The red demon strode forward, charging menacingly towards Kotekawa Kami.

Kotekawa Kami looked at the large creature with a strange expression in his eyes.

Why do evil spirits only control shikigami and not use yin-yang techniques or talisman techniques?

Is it disdain?

Or do you still think it's unnecessary?

Alright, let's deal with this big guy first.

Kotekawa Kami has never fought against a shikigami like the Red Oni, so he doesn't know what kind of strength it possesses.

However, he had heard that the Red Demon was a true pure-blooded demon.

They can't compare to those vengeful spirits or evil spirits.

Combined with what Kurumi Shirakawa had told him about the difference between "Difficulty Level 3" and "Difficulty Level 4," as well as Takeshi Matsushiro's status as a cadre.

He deduced that this red demon was at the [Difficulty Level 5] level, on par with the [Wild Samurai].

After all, the branch leader is the only one among them with a difficulty level of six.

If that's the case, then it's understandable why they're so aloof.

Although his strength has increased again and again, [Difficulty Level 5] may no longer be difficult.

But the experience it offers is still quite enticing.

And there's a good chance there will be even more surprises.

Kotekawa Kamimi mobilized his inner energy and moved in an instant, his sword strike as fast as lightning, aiming for the navel of the one-horned red demon.

"Moo!" A roar like that of a bull came from the Red Demon's mouth as it raised its large wolf-tooth club high and smashed it down on his head.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, Kotekawa Kami naturally wouldn't stubbornly confront it head-on.

What is martial arts? It is adapting to the enemy's changes, not being bound by fixed rules, following the opponent's momentum, borrowing the opponent's strength, using each move to avoid the opponent's strength and strike their weakness, using the oblique to attack the straight, flanking and outmaneuvering, and striking with one blow.

Furukawa Kami saw her sword and turned around.

The spiked club landed on the floor in front of him, creating a dent.

With dirt flying everywhere, Furutekawa Kami stepped forward and, as the Red Oni retracted its iron rod, thrust his sword diagonally into its wrist. Then, with a flick of his wrist, scarlet blood gushed out like a spring.

Kotekawa saw that it had no chance to struggle and instantly circled behind it, stabbing into its leg.

The red demon roared in pain, but unconsciously leaned on his iron bar and knelt on the ground.

It probably couldn't understand why this human could injure it so badly.

Before it even knelt down, Furutekawa Kami was already standing in front of it again, and then, amidst Matsushita's long "No!" from behind.

He severed the horn from the red oni's head with a single sword stroke, then plunged the sword into its throat, just as he had done with the [Wild Samurai] before.

Severing the throat, splitting the head... every move exudes simplicity and skill.

The Red Demon left, quickly and suddenly...

Several orbs of light appeared in Kotegawa Kami's mind. He flicked the blood droplets off his sword, looked at Matsushita Takeshi, and asked uncertainly, "Is this a red oni that hasn't reached adulthood yet?"

Chapter 80 Chairman, Where Are My Executives?

Matsushita Takeshi collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood. It wasn't that Kotekawa Kamikami had hit him; he had collapsed as soon as Akagi died, breathing rapidly and unconscious.

Kotekawa Kamimi took out a rope from his bag and tied him up tightly.

That's 26 million yen.