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

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"Bang! Crack! Bang!"

In the dark warehouse illuminated only by the light of the television, a man, panting heavily, destroyed everything within his sight.

A blood-curdling, beast-like roar rang out: "Ishikawa Yasuhiro? Ishikawa Yasuhiro! Ah!"

The owner of the sound went berserk and kicked the newly bought television set, which had only been in use for a day, into pieces.

In the corner, Parrot Broly tucked its head into its wings, shivering.

Its bird face was full of bitterness and regret.

I regret it so much!

It would be so much better to stay in a human's home and build your own nest!

Otherwise, I wouldn't have run into the president as soon as I stepped out.

They'll just bring it back to this lousy place!

Does this mean we'll have to sleep on the wall from now on?

Do I have to convert to an evil god?

My Lord Evil God, it seems I'll have to continue residing on your face from now on. Please continue to take care of me...

Heavy footsteps approached it, and it cautiously raised its head, meeting the gaze of scarlet eyes.

A large hand in the darkness accurately grabbed its neck, lifted it up, and held it at the same height as its scarlet eyes.

Parrot trembled, its eyes filled with fear.

"Use every means at your disposal to find that Ishikawa Yasuhiro!"

"Yes!" A shrill, distorted voice came from the neck that was being choked.

The next second, Parrot Broly flapped his wings and flew out of the warehouse with tears streaming down his face.

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On the North District Bridge, Kotegawa Kami stood at the agreed meeting point, sword in hand.

He was wearing a demon skin coat, over which he wore protective armor, and then an additional layer of [Talent] Rock Skin.

"I'm so hard..."

He patted the protective armor on his stomach, making a "bang bang" sound.

This armor must be of good quality, right? After all, it's borrowed, and he wouldn't dare to stab it with a sword or anything. What if it breaks and he has to pay for it?

It's not easy for him to earn money...

He listened to the radio on the wireless device that Ishikawa Yasuhiro had given him, glanced at the time, and looked back and forth across the bridge.

Strange, the news is almost over, why hasn't the person arrived yet?

Just then, a large white bird with a tuft of green feathers on its head flapped its wings and appeared in his field of vision.

Kotekawa Kami was taken aback, then suddenly remembered something he had forgotten during the day.

This bird is quite playful; it seems it's the kind of bird that can't stay still in its nest.

He removed half of the mask from his face and walked over.

When Parrot saw him, it instinctively twitched its tail, turned around, and prepared to run away.

"Are you going to run away?"

His calm voice held a hint of surprise. Despite his seemingly unassuming demeanor, Parrot Bros. instantly recalled the chairman from earlier.

It shivered in fear mid-air, suddenly lost its balance, and crashed to the ground with a thud.

Kotegawa Kami looked on in surprise.

It was the first time he had ever seen a bird fall down while flying.

It must be because he's too fat, right?

He walked over, looked down at it, and when he saw that there was a whole bald patch on its neck, he subconsciously asked, "Who did you go to fight with?"

As Parrot looked up, tears welled up in its eyes and rolled down its cheeks. Its voice was filled with deep grievance: "I ran into the chairman as soon as I stepped out today."

Kotekawa Kami was taken aback, scrutinizing the large, fat bird from head to toe.

Did someone bless your beak?

"So you escaped?"

"No, I'm out looking for a human named Yasuhiro Ishikawa."

"...And then what?"

"Go back and tell the chairman."

"Where is he?"

"exist……"

Before Ying Bailang could speak, a deep, hoarse voice came from the front.

"I'm here."

Kotegawa Kami looked up and stared ahead.

At the bridgehead in the North District, a man of medium height grinned at him, revealing one or two rows of sharp, needle-like teeth.

Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Head is Superfluous

Kotegawa Kami scrutinized the chairman at the bridgehead ahead.

He looked younger than those on the wanted list—no, not just a little, at least ten years younger.

His face was very contorted, like he was about to have a stroke. It was very awkward. He probably almost had a stroke after watching the news.

Especially that mouth, which resembles Suneo's, and the two rows of needle-like sharp teeth inside, always involuntarily reminded him of the Slit-Mouthed Woman, and it was hard not to suspect that those teeth were weapons used against enemies...

"Ah, President!" the bird on the ground screamed, terrified and wet itself.

Kotegawa Kami gave it a disdainful look and walked forward.

The chairman was also observing Kotegawa Kami. His ferocious and twisted expression gradually darkened, and his voice became hoarse and chilling: "You are not Ishikawa Yasuhiro!"

“Oh, I’m definitely not him!” Kotekawa Kami looked at him. “But I know you’re looking for me, just as I’m looking for you.”

"You're looking for me?" The president suddenly grinned. "You look delicious."

Kotegawa Kami stopped in his tracks, his brow furrowed, as if he were about to draw his sword.

The leader of the Evil Spirit Society is actually... a fencing enthusiast?

How disgusting! I want to stab this pervert to death with a sword!

"Let me think, how should we eat this?" The president licked his lips. "I've rarely seen such a robust human. The meat must be very firm, right? It's perfect for slicing and grilling, or it can be made into sashimi, dipped in soy sauce and wasabi..."

Kotekawa Kami was stunned for a moment, then his tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. So that's what "delicious" meant?

But it's still disgusting!

Instead of killing him with one sword, I'll slice him into eighteen pieces.

Suppressing the urge to draw his sword, Kotegawa Kami asked, "You're the guild leader, so you must know where the Five-Eyed Rat Man is, right?"

The president, whose thoughts had been interrupted, raised his eyes and smiled even more sinisterly: "You're looking for Lord Wu Mu?"

"Lord Gomoku? You really do know!" Kotekawa Kami's eyes lit up immediately. "But I bet you wouldn't tell me. How about this? Let's make a trade! You tell me where he is, and I'll tell you how your subordinates all died. How about that? One for many, isn't that a good deal?"

Suddenly triggered, the guild leader flew into a rage, and a dark mist rose from his body.

"Speak! What do you know?!"

Kotekawa Kami's gaze narrowed slightly; only yokai and Hyou-chan possessed this kind of black mist.

It seems to be a monster that is neither human nor female.

He prepared to act, and said calmly, "It's probably a little more than you want to know, but you have to tell me what I want to know first."

The president's eyes gradually turned red.

You dare to negotiate with him over a single dish!

Kotekawa Kami moved closer to the bridge, pretending to jump off: "If you don't tell me, I'll run away! And I can guarantee you won't find Ishikawa Yasuhiro either."

"Where do you think you're going..." The president, his eyes reddening, glanced at the river under the bridge and calmed down. He stared silently at Kotegawa Kamimi, his gaze truly filled with predatory intent.

"You are looking for Lord Wumu."

"...Do you have a memory problem?"

"Reason!" The president secretly vowed to devour him alive.

"What do I need him for..." Kotekawa Kami pondered for a moment, "I have something that I've been keeping with him, and now I want to get it back."

You lied to me!

"Huh? Why would I lie to you about something like this? Besides, what proof do you have that I'm lying to you?"

"What evidence do you have?" The chairman turned around and said, "I can take you to see him!"

He's not in a hurry to tear Ishikawa Yasuhiro to shreds now; he's going to have a good meal first.

Kotekawa Kami was surprised and delighted, and followed behind him, always keeping a distance of ten meters.

The Five-Eyed Rat Man is in Tokyo! Great!

They would run away whenever they saw a mouse, and then sneak over and kill it after the mice separated.

The two traveled north one way, and then west the next.

The president walked ahead at a steady pace.

While remaining vigilant, Kotegawa Kami was also observing his surroundings.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, a guess forming in his mind.