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

Kotekawa Kami went back inside to get his sword pouch, wallet, and phone, closed the door, and went to a coffee shop for dinner.

Parrot has disappeared and hasn't returned yet.

It doesn't seem to be a very respectable bird.

The coffee shop was much busier than when he went there in the afternoon.

The aromas of coffee and food mingled together.

Kamiko Kotegawa thought that the big white cat, Sachiko Amamiya, had a good business sense.

After all, if they only sold coffee, the business probably wouldn't be this good.

The sky was clear as always, and she brought over a glass of ice water, saying, "The manager asked the kitchen to make some stomach-soothing porridge today. Would you like some?"

"Would you like some porridge? That sounds good!" Kamiko Kote looked up at the menu and asked, "Is it the kind that's stewed in a clay pot?"

"Yes, one pot makes about three bowls."

"Okay, then let's start with three pots, three stir-fried vegetable dishes, and fifteen steamers of pork xiaolongbao."

Mikazuki Seisakusho tilted his head and reminded her, "Didn't you go to the hospital today? Are you sure you're okay eating so much?"

Kotegawa Kamimi said uncertainly, "Not much, right? At most, only six or seven tenths full."

Mikazuki Seisakusaku remained silent, leaving only the words "Wait a moment" before turning and heading to the kitchen.

Kotekawa Kami turned his gaze away from her retreating figure, took out his phone, opened the chat window with Honba Sorata, and asked, "As for dinner, three pots of porridge, three dishes of stir-fried fresh vegetables, plus fifteen steamers of xiaolongbao, you can eat that, right?"

Honba Sora quickly replied: "You seem to think too highly of me! It would take me at least a day to be able to eat."

"Oh, Glasses Guy, have you ever thought that this might be the reason you're so thin? I think if you want to grow taller, you should first try to challenge your appetite and make sure you get enough nutrition."

"No, I have absolutely no confidence in the speed at which ambulances can respond here!"

Sorata sent a rabbit head emoji that was shaking its head frantically, followed by another message.

"By the way, I just drew a sketch of you, based on Youjia's profile picture. I'll send it to you later."

"Wow, you actually drew a boy's sketch! It's a bit hentai, wait a minute! You said you drew it based on Yuka's portrait?"

"Hmm, is something wrong?"

"But her profile picture is a cartoon pink pig, right?"

"So is something wrong?"

"Good boy!"

Kotekawa Kami's face darkened, and he had a strong urge to run to Honba's house immediately, drag that kid over, and feed him fifteen steamers of buns.

At that moment, Mikazuki Seisakusaku arrived carrying a bowl of porridge, followed by Amamiya Sachiko carrying a stack of steamed buns.

Mikazuki Seisakusho arranged the dishes and said softly, "Sorry to keep you waiting, please enjoy your meal."

Sachiko Amamiya, who was behind her, also arranged the xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), her eyes filled with curiosity: "Koutegawa-kun, you haven't eaten much today. Is your stomach upset?"

"No, I just want something light." Kotekawa Kami's spirits lifted, and he looked at Mikazuki Seigaku.

Mikazuki went to serve stir-fried fresh vegetables under a clear sky.

Sachiko Amamiya followed behind her to carry the remaining steamers.

After all his dishes were served, Kotekawa Kami was about to start eating when he suddenly looked up and saw the big white cat sitting opposite him, refusing to leave. He couldn't help but frown and ask, "What are you doing?"

Sachiko Amamiya was sizing him up when she leaned closer and asked mysteriously, "Have you heard?"

These words sounded somewhat familiar, and he subconsciously asked, "What, you even know about Shizuka getting beaten up?"

Who is Shizuka Ichijo?

"Oh, it's nothing."

"I was referring to the Evil Spirits Society."

Sachiko Amamiya said meekly, "I heard that the evil spirits in Tokyo have been basically eliminated."

Kotegawa Kami looked at her in surprise: "Who told you that?"

Is the Special Branch's secrecy work really that bad?

"It's a friend of mine who works at the TV station!" Sachiko Amamiya covered her mouth and laughed, looking a little smug.

Kami Kotekawa was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise, "You're on the news?"

"Shh, I heard it's news for tomorrow! You have to keep it a secret! I promised not to tell anyone."

"Then why are you telling me?"

"Such a big thing, I... I can't handle it alone." Sachiko Amamiya looked embarrassed.

Kami Kotekawa lowered his head to drink his porridge and eat his steamed buns, while also silently mourning for Sachiko Amamiya's friend.

Sympathy is impossible.

As a media professional, it's definitely problematic for someone to casually reveal news that hasn't even been reported yet.

Although he had no intention of meddling, he would never offer any sympathy.

If something really goes wrong, it's all their own fault.

Sachiko Amamiya had been watching Kamiko Kotegawa's expression, but seeing that he didn't react and was just focused on eating, she gave up for the time being.

She actually suspected that he was involved in this matter.

But I wasn't sure, and I didn't dare to ask directly, so I could only go through this roundabout way.

Kotegawa Kami's current reaction made her feel even more that it was related to him, but she still couldn't be sure.

I really want to ask, but I really don't dare to.

Honestly, this is driving me crazy!

She sighed softly, glanced at Kotekawa Kami with a wistful look, and then got up and walked away quietly.

She seemed like a vulnerable woman who had been toyed with both body and soul by a heartless man and then abandoned.

The "heartless man" remained unmoved and even ate another small steamed bun.

It was 8 p.m., half an hour before Mikazuki Seishuu was supposed to leave work.

Kotegawa Kamimi was drinking a café au lait without coffee, and casually chatting in the group with the Shirakawa siblings about the "exorcism club".

At that moment, Yasuhiro Ishikawa called.

He glanced at it, stepped outside the coffee shop, and answered the phone.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro's slightly excited voice came through: "Kurugawa-kun! The bounty has been expedited! It should be transferred to your account within three days!"

"This is wonderful news!" Kotekawa Kamimi said, his brows unfurrowing. "A pleasure doing business with you!"

"Haha, it's a pleasure working with you! Kotegawa, thanks to you, I've been promoted!" Ishikawa Yasuhiro's voice was filled with excitement: "And it's a promotion after promotion! I'm about to become a section chief!"

He was genuinely excited because, according to normal promotions, it would have taken him many more years to become a section chief, and he dared not even think about what lay beyond that.

"This is truly a joyous occasion, congratulations on your promotion!" Kotekawa Kami offered his blessings.

"It's all thanks to Kotegawa-kun! By the way, the news about the Evil Spirit Society will be reported tomorrow, and I'll make an appearance and say a few words."

When Kotekawa Kami listened to him recount the interview and the transcript, he nodded slightly when he heard that it was "with the help of kind citizens of Tokyo."

That's good, he didn't come out and expose himself.

Otherwise, if Uncle Kenji and Aunt Qiuye saw it, they would definitely come looking for us overnight.

At that point, he would have no choice but to cause trouble for Ishikawa Yasuhiro.

After they had finished talking, Kotekawa Kami thought for a moment and reminded him, "The chairman of the Evil Spirit Society should be active in the North District recently. Since you have an interview tomorrow, he might come looking for you, so please be careful."

The hearty laughter on the other end of the phone abruptly stopped, followed by a deathly silence.

Just as Kotegawa Kami thought it was a bad signal and was about to hang up.

Then a pleading voice came from the other end: "Where are you now? If it's convenient, please let's meet! You really have to meet me!"

Chapter 87 I am a kind-hearted person (2/5)

After hanging up the phone, Kotegawa Kamimi was slightly stunned.

If I heard correctly, Ishikawa Yasuhiro sounded like he was about to cry on the other end of the phone.

Why?

I've never seen him this excited even when he got a promotion.

The young man put his phone in his pocket, turned around and went back into the coffee shop, where he also ordered a coffee au lait without coffee.

A little while later, Mikazuki Seisakusho brought over the milk and reminded her, "Drinking so much milk at night can easily cause bloating."

“No, this isn’t for me,” Kotegawa Kami explained. “I’ve heard that drinking milk can calm people down when they’re emotionally agitated.”

Mikazuki Seisakusho paused, somewhat puzzled: "Was this ordered for someone else?"

"Yes, I'm meeting someone."

"Are they friends?" Mikazuki Haruka looked at the milk in her glass, wondering who might be coming.

She had always thought that only five-year-old children and Kamiko Kotegawa ordered milk at the coffee shop.

Kamiko Kotekawa shook his head: "We're not really friends, we're business partners."

Mikazuki Seisakusho nodded silently, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "That shouldn't be the person outside, right?"

Kami Kotekawa was slightly taken aback, thinking, "Really? How long has it been since he hung up the phone? Five minutes?"

He turned his head and looked behind him, and immediately saw a man in a special department uniform standing in front of the car in front of the glass door. His head was completely covered by a hat, mask, sunglasses and scarf. He was looking around furtively.

After examining the situation for a while, Kotekawa Kami took out his phone and dialed Ishikawa Yasuhiro's number.

The person outside the door immediately panicked, taking off a glove and pulling out a cell phone from their pocket.

"...You've arrived?"

A low voice rang out: "I've arrived!"