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

Mikazuki Seikatsu did not disappoint him, and he cursed, "What rubbish, Glasses-kun."

"Hey! Explain yourself!"

In the activity room, the three of them finished discussing the bounty missions they would have to do on Saturday and Sunday.

The school has a rule that students must participate in club activities at least two days a week, and leaving early is not allowed.

So whether you like it or not, even if you do nothing, you have to stay here for at least an hour and a half.

Kotegawa Kamimi held a bare little bamboo branch in his hand, about a meter and a half long, with the tip drooping slightly and two bamboo leaves attached.

He was about to spar with Shirakawa when this little guy challenged him, saying he wanted to test his skills.

Since I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well take this opportunity to let this little guy know who the real boss is.

Standing before him was Shirakawa Nozomi, who held a beechwood katana in his hand. This type of wood was very hard, and it would hurt a lot if it struck someone.

Shirakawa glanced sideways at the thin bamboo branch in his hand and said expressionlessly, "Is this your sword?"

"How about we switch?"

The club was only established and opened yesterday afternoon, and they haven't prepared bamboo knives and swords for practice yet.

The wooden sword was brought by Shirakawa Nozomi himself; he only had one sword... It would be too unfair to use a sword.

"How about we wait until our club has everything ready before having a competition?" Shirakawa Kurumi suggested from the side.

"No need! I can use that bamboo branch!" The little priest put away his wooden sword.

Kami Kotekawa shook his head: "No, use what you're good at, otherwise I won't be able to muster the strength."

As Shirakawa Nozomi was stepping out, he turned his head to the side, his face expressionless: "Don't say I'm bullying you."

"Come on! If you can bully me, that's your skill!" Kotekawa Kami waved his bamboo branch, the sound of wind breaking filled the air, and he performed a move called "Sage's Guidance".

Shirakawa Nozomi gripped the wooden swords with both hands, the swords pointing downwards at an angle, adopting a lower stance, abandoning defense, intending to win quickly with a single strike.

"Hey, we've been underestimated!" Kotekawa Kami was determined to teach his little brother a lesson.

As Yuka and Kotori Hanamai walked in through the door, they immediately fell silent, their eyes wide open, pacing back and forth.

The same thing happened to Mikazuki Seisaku and Honba Sorata who came in later.

The four of them tiptoed over to Shirakawa Kurumi and each took a cushion to sit on.

Shirakawa Kurumi looked back and forth between the two sides, and asked tentatively, "Should I call 'start' for you?"

Kotekawa Kami nodded at Shirakawa Nozomi.

The latter took a few steps closer, then stepped forward and drew his knife, shouting, "I'll cut off your head!"

"Oh ho? A feint?" Kote Kawakami flicked the bamboo branch in his hand, making a crisp sound, and slapped it away, pulling away the wooden sword that was about to cut his thigh, with a hint of contempt.

Shirakawa Nozomi took a few steps back, his hand holding the wooden sword trembling, and a tearing pain in the web of his hand.

The moment he was struck by the bamboo stick, he almost lost his grip on the knife.

He deeply felt the power of Kotegawa Kami, and instantly felt as if mountains and seas lay before him.

Fortunately, he didn't forget that this was a friendly sparring match, and gripping the wooden sword, he asked in a deep voice, "Why are you so strong?"

"This isn't strength, it's explosive power." Kotekawa Shinji waved the bamboo branch. He didn't actually use any force; it was just a casual wave, but it was enhanced by his talent [Initial Collapse Stage].

"And another thing, it's not that I'm strong..." He shook his head: "It's just that you're too weak, little brother! In terms of speed, strength, and your rigid and clumsy skills and poor acting, you can't even beat Shizuka."

As soon as Shirakawa Nozomi made his move, he realized that this young man had no real combat experience, and even had very little experience sparring with others.

Every move he made was like a machine; although it was standard and could even be called good, it was utterly useless.

If you fight with other people, you're definitely destined to be cannon fodder.

The young priest's pale face turned pale and then red, and he glared and shouted, "I was just careless just now! Let's try again!"

The girl, Takanashi Hanamai, looked at Shirakawa Kurumi with a puzzled expression and asked softly, "Why use Teacher Ichi as a comparison?"

Shirakawa Kurumi was silent for a while, then said quietly, "It's probably because he beat me up before, so we're more familiar with each other."

The other three all turned their heads in unison.

On the field, Shirakawa Nozomi and Kotekawa Kami clashed again.

The same technique involves stepping forward and striking with the sword.

Kotekawa Kamimi grinned, and the explosive force in his hand suddenly transformed into a gentle breeze rustling willow branches. In the instant he blocked the wooden sword, he twisted his wrist, wrapped it around the sword, and then, using the force of the sword's strike, swung it to the side.

The wooden sword in Shirakawa Nozomi's hand slipped out of his grasp and slammed into the wall on the left.

Everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

Kotegawa Kami is still in the posture of waving a bamboo stick.

Shirakawa Nozomi stared blankly, his palms rubbed raw and red. It wasn't that he couldn't hold on; the force was so strong that he couldn't even react!

Kotekawa Kami put away the bamboo branch and said slowly, "You lack experience in combat. Fujiwara-sensei is right. We need a mentor, at least someone who can guide you."

Chapter 106 is only half full.

At 8:30 p.m., Kotegawa Kamimi and Mikazuki Haruka left the coffee shop together and headed towards the North Ward.

The Tokyo branch of the Evil Spirit Society is completely wiped out, along with its branch leader.

So he had no reason to let Mikazuki Haruka come to his house again, and then carry her home on his back that night.

The night sky overhead was still hazy. This cloudy weather had been going on for several days, but it was actually quite nice. The sunlight was filtered by the clouds and wasn't too glaring, and the air was exceptionally clear, allowing us to see the scenery very far away.

Mikazuki Seisakusho looked down and rummaged through her bag, found a set of keys, and handed them to him: "I forgot to return these to you."

This is the Kotegawa family's spare key; he gave it to me last night.

Kotekawa Kami hesitated for a moment, then pushed it over and said, "You should keep it. I'm going to Saitama and Chiba tomorrow, and I probably won't be back tonight, so you can sleep at my place."

Mikazuki Seisakusho paused for a moment, instinctively wanting to politely decline.

"We can't be careless!" Kotekawa Kami said earnestly.

"It's not very safe around here lately, but don't worry, my bed is very soft. It's the same mattress that Takanashi used to use, so I'm sure I'll get a good night's sleep."

Something seemed off about those words. Mikazuki Haruka stared into his eyes and asked, "Are you really not coming back?"

"I'll let you know in advance if I come back! Don't worry, although I like girls like Mikazuki, I would never have any bad intentions."

Mikazuki stared without blinking for a long time before finally saying, "Yes, I believe you."

She took back the key, stopped, and bowed deeply: "Thank you very much. I'll probably bother you tomorrow then."

"It's nothing, don't be so polite!" Kotekawa Kami waved his hand, grinned slightly, and seemed a little excited.

Great! Mikazuki trusts him; it seems their relationship has grown a little closer.

He patted his pocket, cleared his throat, and planned to take the opportunity to take out the pendant.

But as the words were about to come out, for some reason, his heart suddenly started racing without warning.

It's like a car traveling at 30 km/h suddenly speeding up to 250 km/h.

"Hiss," he slurped a mouthful of cold noodles.

Why are you suddenly a little nervous?

Your internal energy cultivation skills are still lacking.

"But wouldn't it be a bit abrupt to give her this so suddenly? It's not a holiday, and suddenly pulling out a gift might scare her, right? Am I being too hasty? Should I wait until I've collected all the gifts before giving them to her?"

A jumble of thoughts raced through his mind, and he stood frozen in place.

He thought for ten seconds, and it was as if a sword light flashed in his mind, shattering all his thoughts, and his eyes regained their calmness.

"I should definitely give it to her and tell her that he took revenge for her without her permission. Maybe that will ease her mind a bit. We can't rush things with the disaster; I probably can't take him down anytime soon."

Seeing that he was silent and just standing there in a daze, Mikazuki Seisakusho leaned forward slightly, looked at his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Kotegawa Kami, snapping out of his reverie, coughed and said, "Mikazuki, I have a question."

"Okay, go ahead and ask. I'll tell you everything I can."

"Where are your parents' graves?"

Mikazuki Seisakusaku was taken aback and looked up at him.

Why do you ask that?

"Can you tell me?"

Mikazuki Seisakusho remained silent for a while before saying, "I can't afford a burial plot, nor can I afford to hire monks to perform rituals. Their ashes are kept at home."

Three years ago, everything she had was destroyed.

"Is that so?" He puffed out his cheeks and exhaled, holding the pendant in his hand. "Actually, I prepared half a gift for you these past few days. Can you accept it?"

The topic seemed to have jumped a bit too far, and Mikazuki Haruka was confused about what he was doing. After thinking for a moment, she whispered, "What is half a gift?"

"Because the other half of the gift isn't ready yet, it's a bit far away in Hokkaido, and I might not be able to get it to you for a while, but I can't wait and want to give you the one I've prepared first."

The fact that the Five-Eyed Rat-Man calls the Calamity Lord likely means that the Calamity is even more powerful and also has brains.

He estimated that he couldn't beat him either, so he couldn't be reckless. He should wait until the enemy was stronger, for example, until his skill level reached 98, and he was 98% sure of winning before taking his head.

"What kind of gift is it that requires a special trip to Hokkaido?" Mikazuki Haruka was even more puzzled. After thinking for a moment, she politely declined, "If it's very valuable, then there's no need. I really don't have anything worth mentioning."

The monthly rent, utilities, gas, and living expenses alone were enough to make her life very difficult.

"I didn't expect anything in return!" Kotegawa Kami hoped that she would keep this sentence in her heart forever.

"I'm serious!" Kotekawa Kami said, enunciating each word clearly. "If I had any ulterior motives, why wouldn't I choose a safer method? Mikazuki, this time, I truly, truly, truly have no, and truly don't want any reward! Anything at all!"

Mikazuki Seisakusaku was taken aback by his seriousness and subconsciously said, "Sorry, it's just a bit sudden. I don't know why Kotegawa would suddenly give me a gift."

"Because it was just prepared! Even though it's only half a portion!" Kotekawa Kami reached into his pocket, then into his bag, and handed her a hammer from his bag.

Mikazuki Seisakusho held the hammer in both hands, looked it over, and then looked up blankly: "Is this for me to use for self-defense?"

"No, this is a tool for opening gifts," Kotekawa Kami coughed, still nervous.

He opened his palm and held it in front of her, but before he could open it, he suddenly clenched it again, frowned, and felt that this was not appropriate. What if Mikazuki smashed his hand if he didn't explain things clearly?