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

"...Then why don't you come in?"

"There are too many people, it might be dangerous!"

Kotekawa Kami remained silent for a moment before saying, "But isn't the news going to air tomorrow? Aren't you dressed a bit too early?"

Outside, Yasuhiro Ishikawa paused for a moment, silently hung up the phone, turned around and took off his hat, scarf, and mask, folded them neatly, put them back in the car, and then, wearing only sunglasses that covered half of his face, pushed open the door and entered the coffee shop.

Mikazuki Seisakusou took a few steps back in fear.

When the white cat, Sachiko Amamiya, saw the Special Division's clothes, her hair stood on end, and she felt a little uneasy.

"Damn it, what's with the Special Operations Division? Did some idiot fail to hide his tracks again?"

……

Yasuhiro Ishikawa sat opposite Kami Kotegawa, silent, but his forehead was practically buried in his hands.

Kotekawa Kami pushed the milk across to the other side and said, "Have a sip of milk to calm down."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro glanced at it, picked up the cup, tilted his head back, and gulped it down in one go.

Mikazuki Seishū turned and quietly left.

After finishing his milk, Yasuhiro Ishikawa put the cup back on the table without saying a word.

Two grown men stared at each other through their sunglasses.

"?" A big question mark popped into Kotegawa Kami's mind.

She was just crying and begging to see him, so why isn't she saying anything now that she's here?

This guy is already quite old, what's the point of being so profound?

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was also looking at him, and as he looked, two lines of tears streamed down his face through his sunglasses.

His voice was hoarse: "Kou Tegawa-kun, do I only have a few days left to live?"

The coffee shop suddenly fell silent.

Other diners around were glancing in their direction, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Kotekawa Kami looked somewhat bewildered. He glanced at the time on the wall, then at the young woman standing behind the counter saying goodbye to the shopkeeper, and coughed, saying, "Let's find another place to talk."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was eager to go somewhere less crowded. He took out 10,000 yen from his wallet, put it on the table, stood up, and walked straight out the door.

Kotekawa Kami extended his hand, but quickly put it down, took out 100 yen from his wallet, and gave it to Mikazuki Seisakusho, who came over to tidy up the table, along with 10,000 yen on the table.

"One hundred yen is for the milk, and ten thousand yen is the tip given by that gentleman earlier."

Mikazuki Seisakusaku paused for a moment, then hesitated and whispered, "Is it really okay?"

“This is what the guest meant!” Kotegawa Kami emphasized.

He wasn't sure whether the tips received by the waiters belonged entirely to the waiters or were split between them and the restaurant.

But no matter what, Mikazuki Seisakusho should be able to get quite a bit of 10,000 yen.

That's at least equivalent to half a day's wages.

Mikazuki Seisakusho turned and ran to the counter, handing over 10,100 yen along with what Kotegawa Kami had said.

At the counter, Sachiko Amamiya ruffled her hair, rolled up the 10,000 yen bill, and put it back in her hand.

Kami Kotegawa watched silently.

Although this big white cat is a bit mischievous and annoying, it has a good heart and has lived up to its generous nature.

Mikazuki Seisakusho bowed to thank him, then returned with his bag, his face beaming with joy.

Kotekawa Kami smiled slightly, slung his sword pouch over his shoulder, went out the door, and got into Ishikawa Yasuhiro's carriage with the young lady, heading north.

A moment later, the car stopped in front of his house.

Kami Kotegawa, sitting in the passenger seat, took out the keys, turned to the side and handed them to Haruka Mikazuki, telling her to go in and lock the door herself.

Mikazuki Seisakusaku was getting used to this, so he didn't refuse. After thanking her sincerely, he took the keys and got out of the car.

After she took out her key, opened the door, closed it, and went inside, she entered his house.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro, who was in the driver's seat, finally spoke, his voice as hoarse as before: "Kutegawa-kun, I need to ask you for a favor."

"what?"

Yasuhiro Ishikawa took off his sunglasses and gritted his teeth, saying, "Now let's go blow up the TV station!"

As for his current mood...

All you'll be left with is regret, right?

They must have had too much free time to accept a TV interview!

They still won't censor the images!

"..."

"Calm down first. Even if you blow up the TV station, it'll probably just be a matter of changing the page. The news will still be broadcast... Why don't you try to communicate with them? Or just order them to cut the news. At the very least, censor it..." Kotekawa Kami suggested.

Upon hearing this, Ishikawa Yasuhiro was not happy at all. Instead, he covered his face and cried, cursing, "That damn section chief said that this is a good opportunity to capture the branch leader of the Evil Spirit Society! He absolutely disagrees with cutting off the news! Damn it! That damn guy is clearly trying to kill me!"

Kami Kotekawa was speechless.

Good grief, what bad luck! He was used as bait by his boss?

Indeed, wherever there are people, there is a world of intrigue; and wherever there is intrigue, there is love, hate, and vendettas…

After thinking for a moment, he could only comfort her, "There are still many experts in the Special Division. The leader of the Evil Spirit Society definitely wouldn't dare to break in. As long as you stay inside, you should be safe."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro turned his head and gave him a deep, thoughtful look.

Being stared at like that by a middle-aged man with a weathered face, Kotekawa Kami's hair practically stood on end.

His voice was heavy with sorrow: "According to the original plan, starting tomorrow, I will personally patrol the streets, and after a while, I will also travel to various places to give speeches..."

At this point, his voice was filled with pain, a pain that ran even deeper: "I... I don't think I'll live more than three days! After three days, my job, my house, my wife, my children, and my new car will all be gone!"

Although there must be other special department colleagues lying in ambush around him, as the bait, what personal safety could he possibly have?

He doesn't care whether he can catch the branch leader of the Evil Spirit Society!

He didn't want to die...

Kotekawa was speechless at this point.

To be honest, he really didn't expect the Special Department to pull such a stunt. They hadn't even caught the biggest boss yet, and they were already celebrating.

All I can say is that he was incredibly brave.

The atmosphere inside the car grew increasingly somber, and the man in the driver's seat became more and more dejected, exuding a sense of despondency and barely concealed despair.

Kamiko Kotekawa scratched his head and said, "If I had found him earlier, maybe I could have taken care of him..."

If he didn't have the ability to project his true energy and the swordsmanship of "Twenty-Three," he really wouldn't dare to say that.

But now, his skill level is already "21", his sword skill level is "24", and he also has two new talents for fighting enemies.

So I'm quite confident I can fight the branch leader of the Evil Spirit Society.

On the verge of despair, Ishikawa Yasuhiro suddenly looked up, as if he had seen a straw to grasp at, and said with great joy, "How about I hire you as my bodyguard for the time being? Five hundred a day, no, ten million a day! Please, Mr. Furudekawa!"

He was so excited that he even used honorifics.

Kami Kotekawa paused for a moment, then realized what she meant and said, "That's an idea, but forget about the money. If I took it, it would feel like I was taking advantage of someone's misfortune..."

"You...you agreed?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro's eyes were filled with deep surprise.

“There’s just a minor problem…” Kotekawa Kami hesitated for a moment.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro immediately tensed up: "I'll do anything you ask! Except sell my wife and children!"

Kami Kotekawa said somewhat irritably, "Ishikawa-san, your imagination is a bit too vivid!"

He picked up the sword pouch lying to the side, took out a sword from it, and, amidst Ishikawa Yasuhiro's increasingly bewildered and fearful gaze, held the sword tip in front of him, pointing at it and saying, "My sword is broken, it has a nick. The new sword is still being forged. Originally, I planned to wait until I got the new sword before continuing to search for the whereabouts of the Evil Spirit Society's leader."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro breathed a deep sigh of relief when he realized the sword wasn't meant to stab him, but his expression then turned serious.

A sword with a nick is definitely not acceptable! After all, his life is at stake...

He thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Furutekawa-sama, leave this to me! Please wait here for a while! I'm going back to the Special Division!"

"What are you going to do?" Kotegawa Kami asked tentatively.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro coughed and lowered his voice, saying, "I remember there are some nice swords in the Special Division's storeroom... Let's borrow some."

Anyway, that damned section chief was already planning to use him as bait, and his colleagues were all eager to catch the branch leader of the Evil Spirit Society. Nobody cared about his life or death!

That's outrageous... then don't blame him for being inhuman!

Kami Kotegawa deeply felt how strong Ishikawa Yasuhiro's will to survive was. He nodded silently and got out of the car.

With a graceful drift, Ishikawa Yasuhiro said with a serious expression, "Wait for my good news, Mr. Furudekawa!"

After saying that, he stepped on the gas, and the car roared southward.

Chapter 88 What's it like to have an overly cautious person around you? (3/5)

After Ishikawa Yasuhiro drove away, Kotekawa Kami, carrying his sword pouch, stood at his doorstep without any intention of going inside.

He was wondering what good things Ishikawa Yasuhiro would bring back later... or if he would get caught and not be able to come back at all?

However, the chances of them not being able to come back are extremely small.

After all, even if Ishikawa Yasuhiro didn't think about himself, he still had to think about his beautiful wife who had grown up with him, his well-behaved and sensible child, and his penthouse apartment without a mortgage.

Yes, that's why he has confidence in Yasuhiro Ishikawa!

Moreover, overly cautious people are generally less likely to fall.

Lost in thought, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the door behind him.

Mikazuki Seisakusho walked up to him, peeked out onto the street, and asked, "Has your friend left?"

“We’re not exactly friends, we’re business partners,” Kotekawa Kami corrected again, then added, “He’s going back to get something, he’ll be back.”

Mikazuki Seisakusho nodded and said, "That person seems to be from the Special Department."