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

[Bow: Nine]

[Technology:...]

【talent:……】

[Ultimate Meaning: Impermanence in All Directions]

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After opening his eyes, he didn't think twice and went back into the woods.

Returning to the open ground where the battle had taken place, he drew his nearly broken longsword once more, focused his mind, and let out a low shout.

"The ultimate!"

In an instant, the surroundings changed.

Sure enough, he returned to the ancient battlefield.

But it felt noticeably different from before.

He was breathing freely and felt light, without any of the discomfort of being suppressed and suffocated. On the contrary, he felt like a fish in water, his blood and energy seemed to be boiling, and his speed and strength had improved considerably.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" He swung his sword repeatedly, and the smooth and exhilarating feeling was indeed different from what he experienced outside. He had really become much stronger!

Kotekawa Kami was completely shocked; it really was a killer move!

Boundless longevity and blessings, boundless longevity and blessings... I'm even stronger now!

A few minutes later, the "ancient battlefield" vanished inch by inch, and Kotekawa Kami sat down on the ground with a thud, then grinned foolishly.

Chapter Eight Leaving Home

In the evening, Kotegawa Kami went to the Special Division in Ina City and met the kind-hearted older sister.

"Is there any new information regarding the announcement this afternoon?"

In fact, he was about 80% sure that the monster he encountered that afternoon was the one the Special Division was going to investigate.

The reason I'm asking now is because I'm particularly concerned about the blood on the monster's mouth and broken sword from the beginning.

Perhaps because so many people had come to ask, the magnanimous older sister didn't bother to look up the information. She gently said, "There's no special information at the moment, but someone else has discovered a wild boar that's been eaten in half, with signs of being gnawed on it."

"Wild boar?" Kotekawa asked again for the approximate location, and he had a pretty good idea of ​​what it was.

It seems he was the first to encounter that monster.

His expression relaxed slightly. He thanked her and looked at the older sister, wanting to stay a little longer, but not knowing what to talk about, he could only get up and leave.

As we were leaving, every glance from this older sister was one less time we could take.

Who knows, when we meet again in a few years, the older sister will no longer be the older sister, but someone else's child's mother.

In other words, he was still too young, not yet at the age where he was particularly attracted to young women, and his shyness did not allow him to do anything bold.

Otherwise, I would have pursued her directly.

After all, not every girl has such a broad mind.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs," and it's impossible.

After returning home and having dinner, Kotekawa Kami stood by the window, looking at the gloomy mountain scenery in the distance, with a melancholy expression.

His sword is broken; he can't leave tonight.

Although there was another sword on the shelf, it was just a soft sword used for practice, unsharpened, and would break at the slightest touch.

One can imagine how disappointed the monsters, big and small, who came out to roam the mountains tonight must have been, not to have encountered him.

He shook his head, turned around to meditate, and picked up his phone to browse through it, preparing to order one for himself.

The sword he had asked his second uncle, Jian Er, to buy for him was because it was the golden time for cultivation, and he couldn't wait.

The person who was to repay the loan in installments was actually Uncle Kenji.

Otherwise, who would offer a child installment payment plan? Especially one that requires annual payments?

But things are different now. He's grown up and has saved up a little money.

Although it was originally intended to lay the foundation for life in Tokyo.

But life is unpredictable.

Life can be tough, but a swordsman can't live without his sword.

A swordsman without a sword is like a bird without wings, or Sun Wukong without his golden cudgel.

It has no feelings, no soul.

He looked at the shop descriptions for the services line by line, but the long strings of bright red numbers made him grit his teeth.

That's way too expensive!

There's a reason why there have always been so few swordsmen! If you don't have some wealth, you really can't afford even a sword!

Even if you grit your teeth and buy it, you'd probably have to cherish it like a treasure in ordinary times. How could you bear to use it in battle? And what's the point of practicing swordsmanship then?

Perhaps swords weren't originally intended for actual combat, but rather, like watches and sports cars today, were luxury items used to display status and wealth.

"There seem to be some good shops in Tokyo. Why don't we go check them out directly? It'll be easier to communicate if we're there in person... After all, a sword can't be made in just a few days. I have one on hand now, which is enough for my regular practice. Besides, I should pack my bags and prepare for departure..."

He muttered something, turned off his phone, and temporarily forgot his troubles and that long string of numbers.

In the following days, Kotegawa Kami indeed stayed at home, never venturing outside, and only practiced his fist and sword techniques in the backyard.

Occasionally, I would chat with Xiaoqian, who came to visit. She was also on vacation and was bored.

This little girl is quite interesting. She always has so much to say when she's free, making the time pass by in a way that's anything but dull.

While he practiced his kung fu, she would stay by herself, holding a cup of hot tea and eating a rice cracker.

Although she can be a little willful at times, she knows her limits very well and is quite sensible.

I hope that if he has children in the future, they can be as smart and sensible as Chihaya.

While staying at home, he kept a close eye on what the Special Operations Division was doing.

I go there every now and then to sit and have coffee with the older sister, whom I know I'll only see once in a while.

Sure enough, the Special Division searched the mountains for many days but couldn't find the monster. It had vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

For such a long time, no one has seen it.

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The peaceful days passed by one by one, especially in the countryside where there was no rhythm of life. It was truly like flowing water; before you knew it, countless days had slipped by right before your eyes.

Before he knew it, the day arrived for him to leave for Tokyo.

In front of Okaya Station, Kotegawa Kami was carrying a sword pouch and a schoolbag on his back, and also holding several bags in his hands.

There were some clothes I brought with me, lunch boxes and fruit for the journey, and a gift to give to Uncle Kenji's acquaintances there.

Although most of the luggage had been mailed there several days earlier.

"Make sure you eat well and sleep well over there. Don't mistreat yourself. If anyone bullies you, call back and ask your Uncle Jian to come over. Don't let his dull appearance fool you; he was a notorious troublemaker when he was young..."

Aunt Qiuye had been muttering to herself the whole way, her words filled with worry for her son who was far away.

Kami Kotekawa memorized every word and wanted to smile to ease Aunt Akiba's worries, but for some reason, he couldn't manage a smile.

He calmly replied, "Don't worry, as long as I reason with him properly, no one will bully me."

He had experience with this – the village dogs used to be a pack of bullies, always in packs, barking and snarling at anyone they caught.

However, after I tried to reason with him, he stopped barking randomly. When he saw me, he would politely tuck his tail between his legs and would rather fall into a ditch than let me go first. He was quite well-behaved and sensible.

"You child..." Aunt Qiuye gave him a disapproving look: "How could a reasonable person bully others? Those who bully others are unreasonable!"

Kotekawa Kami thought about it and realized it was true.

He hesitated and said, "It's okay. If I encounter someone who is unreasonable, I'll beat him up first, and keep beating him until he's willing to reason with me."

I'll first lure you into my familiar territory, and then use my extensive experience to defeat you.

The description may be slightly inaccurate, but it's roughly the same idea.

"Well, that's one way to do it," Aunt Qiuye reluctantly agreed.

Seeing that the mother and daughter were talking more and more incoherently, Uncle Jian, who was standing next to them, finally couldn't stand it anymore. He coughed and said, "The car is about to leave. Let me talk to Xiao Jian."

He's been busy all day and hasn't said a single word.

Aunt Qiuye glanced at the time, then worried that she would be late for the bus, and kept complaining, "Why didn't you say so earlier? You only remembered when the bus was about to leave!"

Kotegawa Kami saw it all clearly, and Kenji's face twitched.

He held back for a long time, probably mindful of the time, and swallowed his grievances. Looking at Kotegawa Kami, he spoke slightly quickly: "Study hard! Don't go astray! Don't be lazy! You're a man!"

Kotegawa Kami's eyes were firm, and he nodded vigorously.

I am mortal with gambling and drugs!

Uncle Kenji's expression softened. After he finished speaking, he reached out and pushed Chizuru, who had followed him, forward.

Kamiko Kotekawa looked down and smiled, "See you on the holidays, Chihaya. I'll bring you a present later."

Xiaoqian lowered her head and revealed her small hands, which she had been hiding behind her back. She handed him a small gift box with both hands and said in a low voice, "Xiaojian, you mustn't forget me. You must come back during the holidays, otherwise I'm afraid I'll forget you."

Kami Kotekawa bent down to take it, thought for a moment, then took the broken sword off his back and handed it to her: "Alright, that way we won't have to worry about anyone forgetting anyone else."

The sword and scabbard were sealed shut, and Chihaya couldn't pull them out with her strength, so there was no need to worry about her cutting herself.

"Huh?" Xiaoqian was caught off guard and hurriedly pushed him away.

This sword has always been inseparable from Xiaojian, and she also has to protect him in Tokyo, so she can't accept it.

Kotegawa Kami then pointed to another sword scabbard and said, "I have another one."

The loudspeaker behind him announced that the train was about to arrive at the station. He turned around, waved to Uncle Kenji, Aunt Akiha, and Chihaya, picked up his luggage, and turned to enter the station.

At the bustling station entrance, where people come and go, Uncle Jian, with his sleeves tucked in, tilted his head slightly, and a hint of melancholy finally appeared on his face, etched with the marks of time.