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

He was in high spirits, went back into the house, put the sword back, locked the door, and went out.

Standing at the doorway, he suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and looked thoughtful.

It seems like I've forgotten something...

After thinking for a while, he shook his head slightly and stopped worrying.

Never mind, it's probably not anything important.

He walked over to his neighbor's house and politely knocked on the door.

Chiko Takanashi, wearing a lounge dress, opened the door with a bright smile, but her smile quickly froze as she covered her mouth slightly.

"She must have been stunned by my handsomeness..." Kotekawa Kami imagined, and politely said, "Senko-sensei, I'm here to tutor Takanashi."

"Please, please come in..." Chiko Takanashi came to her senses, a faint blush rising on her face. She turned around and walked to the shoe cabinet, bending down to place his slippers under the entryway.

Having learned her lesson, Kamiko Kotekawa turned her head away as she bent over, looking towards the staircase leading into the entrance, avoiding any view of her potentially exposed skin. Instead, her gaze met that of Kotori Hanamai, who was standing at the entrance on the staircase.

Takanashi Hanamai also seemed to be in a daze, but when Kotegawa Kami looked at her, she subconsciously looked away, turned around and went back to her room, causing her skirt to flutter behind her.

Kotekawa Kami was stunned for a moment, his expression somewhat embarrassed.

The light blue chubby C...

Chiko Takanashi, who was standing in front of him, straightened up, and Kamiko Kotekawa turned her head again and politely said thank you.

"Don't be so polite, come in!" Chiko Takanashi looked him over carefully with the eyes of an elder looking at a junior, and suddenly asked, "Does Kotegawa have a girlfriend?"

No, not yet.

"No?" Chiko Takanashi immediately said enthusiastically, "Then how about considering Hanae from my family? Come and be my live-in son-in-law! You don't have to work anymore, Hanae will support you; don't let her young age fool you, she has a very good income! This house is for my daughter and me..."

"Huh?" Kotegawa Kami looked completely bewildered.

Little Bird, her face flushed and ears burning, came running down the stairs, somewhat exasperated: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Chapter Ninety-Five: Thursday Night (Part 3) (2/5)

Inside the room where birds frolic and flowers dance, two people sit at a desk, one doing homework and the other reading.

The atmosphere in the room was slightly awkward.

The little bird, swimming and dancing, unconsciously drew lines. Her mother's words were still echoing in her ears. Her thoughts were in disarray, her brain was overheated and overloaded, and she was on the verge of crashing.

"She...she doesn't object to me dating now? Then...that Kotegawa..."

She glanced furtively at Kotegawa Kami, who was reading a book beside her. She hesitated for a moment, wanting to speak, but a wave of shyness washed over her, and she couldn't bring herself to say anything. She could only endure it, while feeling a little annoyed. "Really, this guy, why doesn't he just say something?"

Unfortunately, Kotegawa Kami was engrossed in his book, as if the book contained images of a large-breasted woman.

...Actually, he was quite embarrassed too.

He was just tutoring his child, how did he end up being asked to become a live-in son-in-law? And he doesn't want any dowry or house, he even said he doesn't have to work!

Damn it, he's not some weak, delicate pretty boy who cries and begs for mercy at the slightest scratch! Does he look so perfect for living off a woman?

He glanced at the back of his hand, wondering if he should get a tan in the future, like his idol Louis Koo, to make himself look more manly.

"Hey……"

The little bird called out to him as it swam among the flowers.

"Did you encounter a problem you can't solve?" Kotekawa Kami asked instinctively.

Birdsong Flower Dance's eyes darted around, seemingly unintentionally asking, "What do you think of what my mother said?"

"Quickly tell your mother you agree! Agree! Agree!" she shouted in her heart.

Kami Kotekawa was taken aback, then said somewhat aggrievedly, "I don't live off women! I have hands and feet, and I can live on my own."

Seriously, he'll have almost earned enough to cover the education expenses of his second child in the future!

Little Bird Flower Dance suddenly felt a mouthful of blood choke in her throat, and she was utterly speechless.

Is that the point? Huh? What do you mean by "gold digger"? Once we're together, I'll be yours completely. Why would I need to distinguish between "yours" and "mine"? Huh?

With a dark expression, she said, "What else besides this one?"

"Besides this?" Kotekawa Kami frowned, then suddenly shook his head like a rattle-drum: "I won't be a live-in son-in-law either! My parents are still waiting for me to take care of them in their old age, so being a live-in son-in-law is absolutely out of the question!"

Little Birdsong took a deep breath, feeling as if her chest was about to explode.

So, the two things that seem most insignificant are actually the things you care about most?

She fell silent, biting her lower lip, a slight soreness welling up in her nose.

At this moment, Kami Kotekawa finally realized what was going on. Takanashi had been asking him this question; did she want to date him? He was immediately startled, and his gaze instinctively drifted to her face.

The little girl beside him had her eyes lowered, her full cherry lips pressed tightly together, the corners of her mouth turned down in a downward curve, and her cheeks were a little chubby.

She seems a little angry...

He hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Are you asking me what I think about what Ms. Qianzi said about dating?"

"No, we were just chatting casually," Takanashi Hanamai said casually, leaning on her desk to continue working on her problems.

"Is that so?" Kotegawa Kami looked at her suspiciously.

The little bird, unable to bear his gaze, turned its head away.

“It seems like you really want to talk about this…” Kotekawa Kami looked at the back of her head and said seriously, “Actually, I feel that we are still young, and talking about dating feels a bit like child’s play… Besides, I have a lot of flaws, such as eating a lot, not liking to go into the kitchen, and drooling when I see a beautiful woman… So, at least for now, it’s actually pretty good. I’m very happy and relaxed with Takanashi-san.”

Takanashi Hanamai moved her head, turned to look at him, and said, "Does Kotegawa say that to everyone?"

“No…” Kotegawa Kami shook his head: “This is the first time we’ve discussed this issue.”

Last night, he and Mikazuki Haruka talked about whether they liked each other or not.

He replied that he didn't know.

If Mikazuki were to ask him if he wanted to date, he would probably be tempted, but he would also hesitate.

I fear that time will be too long, and that because we are young, we will not know how to cherish each other, and in the end, we will both be scarred and unable to stay together.

"Will Kotegawa say the same thing in the future? To every girl who wants to talk to you about this topic?"

“How could that be!” Kotegawa Kami retorted.

The little bird danced among the flowers, its eyebrows raised.

“I don’t fall in love with every single person I meet!” Kotekawa Kami retorted. “I only say this to people I care about.”

After he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that the little bird, Yuuka, had turned its head away again, showing him only the back of its head.

He paused for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Did you hear what I said?"

"Hmm, hmm..." Takanashi made two "hmm" sounds, as loud as a mosquito farting.

After waiting for a while and hearing no other sounds, Kotekawa Kami asked, somewhat puzzled, "That's it?"

The little bird turned its head and looked at him with bright, watery eyes, its expression carrying a hint of fierce reproach.

Is this guy saying that he cares about me?

really...

Kotegawa Kami was seeing a bird dance like this for the first time, or perhaps it was the first time he had seen a girl with such an expression.

Her eyes were full of affection, and she was charming and beautiful.

He asked instinctively, "Are you... are you alright?"

"Stop this topic! Let's not talk about this anymore!" Takanashi Hanamai's cheeks were burning hot. She took a deep breath, feeling that if they continued talking, she might fall into his arms.

No, a girl's feelings aren't so cheap!

“Furutegawa…” she called softly.

"what?"

"Could you...could you hug me?"

"what???"

"Just... just for a second!" Takanashi Hanamai couldn't control herself any longer: "Just pretend I had lustful thoughts..."

Furukawa Kami: "..."

His eyes looked a little strange.

He had been asked this question by girls since elementary school, and then in the first year of junior high, the second year of junior high, the third year of junior high, classmates, junior girls, senior girls... It was as if his embrace had a special attack power bonus.

Of course, without exception, they all rejected him at that time.

He has no interest in little girls!

However, because of this, he had fought with countless boys at school, and also fought with quite a few thugs; although it was always him beating people up unilaterally, he would beat them up a few more times to prevent them from being uncivilized and telling the teachers and parents.

So he didn't have many friends in junior high school; not only were the village dogs afraid of him.

During the time he went to and from school, he could hardly see any boys his age on the road. Even local thugs would instinctively cover their heads and squat in a corner when they saw him, waiting for him to leave before getting up.

But he doesn't like fighting!

Really!

The room fell silent for a moment; Kotori's eyes darted away, and then the atmosphere gradually dimmed.

Seeing this, Kotekawa Kami hesitated for a moment, then moved a stool over and stretched out his arms: "Then, shall we give each other a hug?"

Chapter Ninety-Six Thursday Night (Part 4) (3/5)

In the quiet bedroom, soft crimson light filled the room, and a small glass wind chime swayed gently, making a crisp tinkling sound.

The two people at the desk gently embraced each other.

It really was just a gentle hug.

They felt each other's warmth and heartbeats.