A supporting character in a romance anime? I became a god using a rat talisman.

"Of course it's food! This is a classic delicacy from my hometown: preserved egg and lean pork congee! Although it's a quick version made in a pressure cooker, I'm very confident in its taste!"

"preserved egg……?"

What kind of skin is the egg made of? Animal skin? Human skin? Snake skin?

Medea tentatively used a spoon to part the surface of the rice grains and saw a dark green object hidden underneath.

The object was translucent, with strange patterns on its surface, looking like something corroded...

Is this stuff really edible?

Try it and then give your opinion.

Kazama Chiba scooped up a spoonful and brought it to her lips.

His eyes were full of expectation.

Medea looked at the spoonful of porridge, then at Kazama Chiba's expectant face, and was caught in a difficult choice.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't trust anyone so easily.

The most profound lesson that three thousand years have taught her is that the human heart is more terrifying than poison, and a smile is more dangerous than a sword.

but……

If this person really wanted to harm her, there was no need to wait until now.

She had plenty of opportunities to strike while she was unconscious; there was no need for her to go through so much trouble.

That's it.

"...Then just one bite."

Medea closed her eyes, opened her mouth with a death-defying resolve, and took the spoon into her mouth.

The moment of entering the entrance.

A strange smell assaulted my senses.

It was the unique alkaline taste of preserved eggs, mixed with the spiciness of ginger. Medea almost vomited, but seeing Kazama Chiba's tense expression, she could only force herself to chew.

However, as you chew, the warm liquid slides down your throat.

A wonderfully fresh and delicious flavor suddenly spread throughout my mouth.

It's a flavor that combines the soft, sticky texture of rice, the savory taste of lean meat, and the unique sweet aftertaste of preserved eggs.

The warm current slid down the esophagus into the stomach, dispelling the cold accumulated in the body.

"Ok?"

Medea opened her eyes, and her tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

Surprisingly...not bad?

"How about it?"

"……good."

Medea turned her head away and muttered something under her breath.

Kazama Chiba scooped up another spoonful and handed it over.

"Come on, eat more if it's delicious."

Faced with this overly enthusiastic feeding, the betraying witch, who had just tried to maintain her aloofness, was momentarily unable to cope.

As the princess of Colchis and a witch of the Age of Gods, when has she ever been treated like a child?

The last time was when she was still that innocent and carefree little princess.

But seeing the boy's persistent gaze, Medea finally gave in, blushing and opening her mouth obediently like a tamed kitten.

The initially awkward atmosphere transformed into a warm and cozy one with each spoonful of hot porridge.

Just then.

"Ding-dong-"

The sudden ringing of the doorbell shattered the tranquility.

"what?"

Kazama Chiba paused for a moment, then casually placed the bowl of porridge on the bedside table.

"You rest for a bit, I'll go check, it might be the medicine we just bought that has arrived."

With that, he hurriedly ran out of the room.

Medea was left alone in the room.

While he was away, she looked around to make sure no one was there, then quickly picked up a spoon, scooped up a large mouthful, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Its cheeks were bulging, like a hamster stealing food.

"Hmm... Century egg and lean pork congee... It is indeed... quite delicious."

At the entrance hall.

Kazama Chiba opened the door.

It was still pitch black outside.

The person standing at the door wasn't a deliveryman.

Instead, it was a young man wearing a blue bodysuit and holding a cloth gun.

The clothes were so tight they were outrageous, highlighting his well-defined muscles.

Seeing the door open, a hearty smile spread across his somewhat roguish face.

"Hey, good evening, buddy."

Kazama Chiba looked at this guy, who was dressed like he'd escaped from a tokusatsu film set, and was a little puzzled.

"Are you a food delivery person?"

He pointed to the other person's extremely avant-garde attire.

"Although themed deliveries are popular these days... but buddy, aren't you cold wearing so little? It's pouring rain outside."

Kazama Chiba asked the question subconsciously, completely assuming that the other person was one of those poor working people who had to wear strange clothes to deliver food in order to make a living.

"what?"

The man paused for a moment, then helplessly shrugged.

"I'm not a food delivery person, although this outfit can certainly lead to misunderstandings..."

As he spoke, he handed over the still-dripping transparent umbrella he was holding.

"Here, your things."

"Huh?"

Kazama Chiba looked closely and realized that it was the umbrella she had just thrown away by the roadside to carry Medea.

"I thought it was definitely gone forever."

"but……"

Kazama Chiba suddenly realized what was happening and looked at the young man in blue with some confusion.

"The streetlights around here are all broken, and it's raining so hard... How did you know this umbrella was mine? And how did you find my house so precisely?"

"What's so difficult about that?"

The man shrugged and pointed to the house behind Kazama Chiba.

"Following that overflowing magical power, we came here..."

He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"This is easier than finding a toilet, buddy."

"boom--!!!"

Before she could finish speaking, and before Kazama Chiba could even react to what she meant, a beam of purple light shot out from the direction of the bedroom.

The runes on the talisman's surface flickered wildly, then transformed into a fireball that, as if it had eyes, hurtled precisely towards the person's face.

"Hey?"

Kazama Chiba only had time to utter a short question before she felt her collar being yanked violently.

He was pulled backward as if he were being thrown a sandbag, and crashed heavily onto the sofa in the living room.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

A violent explosion rang out in the entryway, and the narrow space was instantly engulfed in thick smoke.

Kazama Chiba was jolted by the recoil and landed hard on her bottom.

"What...what's going on? What exploded?!"

Before he could even get up, a purple figure blocked his way.

Medea had somehow appeared in the center of the living room, staring intently at the plume of smoke, a strangely shaped dagger now in her hand.

Chapter 102 Cú Chulainn

And in the smoke.

Several red gun flashes flickered in the air, like the fangs of some ferocious beast.

Cú Chulainn, carrying the long spear wrapped in cloth, slowly walked out and stood unharmed in the ruins.

"Wow, you're quite capable, Caster."

He whistled, his eyes showing a hint of surprise, but mostly amusement.

"I thought your spirit origin would have collapsed long ago without your Master, but I didn't expect you to be so resilient. The power of this rune attack was not bad."

Cú Chulainn twirled his spear, revealing its menacing true form from beneath the cloth covering.

It is the legendary Death Thorn Spear.