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

But she didn't bother wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Medea stumbled toward the corner, her knees buckled, and she knelt down beside Kazama Chiba.

"Qian...Qianyu...?"

She reached out her hand, trembling, and checked his breath.

He was breathing steadily, but he had fainted.

"That's great...that's great..."

The witch collapsed to the ground, tightly embracing the unconscious boy, burying her face in his neck, tears streaming down her face.

that moment.

The Holy Grail, wishes, betrayals—none of that matters anymore.

It's been three thousand years.

Three thousand years.

From the moment Aphrodite cast the curse on her, she never experienced that feeling again.

Protected.

To be cared about.

To be regarded as someone worth protecting.

Even if this kind of protection is so clumsy, so powerless, so presumptuous—

But it is real.

It's more real than any sweet talk.

"Idiot...you're such an idiot..."

"He's just an ordinary person... why did he have to go to such lengths..."

"But thank you... Chiba"

……

Kazama Chiba lay in her arms, taking in everything, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes, that's right, Miss Medea. Let this feeling bind you firmly."

"Even though she could have run away, she chose to stay and take care of that silly boy who got hurt while saving her."

That's absolutely right.

It was worth it for him to use the Rat Talisman and the Illusion Cards to construct this fictional Holy Grail War.

For Kazama Chiba, everything was going according to plan.

It can be said that from the moment Medea was summoned, everything she saw, the chase she experienced, and even that reckless Lancer, were all orchestrated by Kazama Chiba.

His goal was to make this witch his pawn, so that she would obediently carry out the Holy Grail Plan for him, in order to make up for his lack of magic power.

Now this love-starved witch has taken the bait.

Next, we need to make her sink even deeper into this quagmire called tenderness.

As long as Chiyu is alive, as long as that "gentle and kind ordinary person" exists, Medea will completely become Chiyu's tool.

After all, for a woman who has been betrayed by the whole world for three thousand years, the true love she has finally found is something she can never bear to let go of.

"Cough cough..."

After feeling she had rested for a while, Kazama Chiba pretended to open her eyes with difficulty. Her vision blurred for a moment before focusing on the face so close to hers.

What came into view was Medea's deathly pale face and her pair of purple eyes brimming with tears.

"Qianyu! That's great... You're awake! How are you? Does anything hurt?"

Medea carefully cradled the boy's head, as if afraid that even the slightest force would shatter him.

"Miss Medea, are you alright?"

Kazama Chiba forced a reassuring smile and interrupted her.

Medea was stunned.

She clearly wanted to ask about his injuries, but this fool asked her first if she was hurt.

Is now the time to care about her?!

"Are you an idiot? Do you know how dangerous that was?"

"They were knocked unconscious... They're just ordinary people who don't even know what magic is... Why do they care about a troublesome guy like me?!"

Medea bit her lip, her eyes now misty with tears, and she almost cried out as she cursed.

She was genuinely angry.

I'm angry at this person's stupidity, angry at this person's overestimation of their abilities, and even angrier at myself for dragging an ordinary person into this hell.

"I……"

Kazama Chiba looked at her with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"How would I know all that? I just... simply didn't want to see you get hurt."

"you……"

Medea was stunned.

Don't you want to see me get hurt?

"Idiot... hopeless idiot..."

Medea murmured softly, her tears flowing even more fiercely.

In this world full of lies, how could anyone say something so incredibly stupid, especially for her sake?

From Jason onward, every man she encountered took advantage of her—using her magic, her bloodline, her power.

No one cared whether she was hurt, no one put her safety before their own, no one...

Nobody is as foolish as this guy in front of you.

A bittersweet feeling welled up in my nose like a tidal wave.

But reason told Medea that she couldn't continue like this.

Although Lancer has left temporarily, as long as I am here, Kazama Chiba will always be in danger.

This idiot is really going to die.

Chapter 104 If you're not the eldest sister, what are you trying to do?

"Listen to me, Chiyu."

Medea took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the weakness in her heart that made her want to rely on someone else.

"I'm leaving now. Pack your things and go stay with a friend for a few days... no, it would be best to leave this city..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Kazama Chiba, who was so weak that she could barely speak, suddenly sprang up from the ground with a burst of strength, seemingly out of nowhere.

He didn't give Medea any time to react, grabbed her shoulder, and shoved her backward with all his might.

"laugh--!!!"

Almost at the same time.

A piercing sound rang out, the sound of flesh being torn apart.

Medea was pushed and staggered a few steps before falling to the ground. When she turned around, the scarlet magic spear had already pierced through the boy's chest.

The bright red blood, like blooming flowers, instantly stained his beige knitted sweater, then dripped onto the floor, pooling into a glaring pool of blood.

"cough……"

Kazama Chiba opened her mouth as if to say something, but only mouthfuls of blood rushed up.

"Tsk, what a nuisance."

Behind him, Cú Chulainn, who had already left, stood there with a displeased expression, casually pulling out the spear that was stuck in Kazama Chiba's chest.

The spear was drawn, raising a cloud of blood mist.

Without any support, Kazama Chiba collapsed limply like a rag doll.

"This gun was originally aimed at your heart, Caster."

Cú Chulainn flicked the blood off the tip of his spear, his vertical pupils locking onto Medea, who lay frozen on the ground.

"This kid's luck is really bad, but it's okay... I'll just finish him off with another shot."

The blue-clad spearman raised his gun, his killing intent locked once more.

But Medea seemed oblivious; her mind was blank, and all her senses were filled with the blinding red before her.

Kazama Chiba lay in a pool of blood.

The boy who was saying he didn't want you to get hurt just a second ago now has a horrifying bloody hole in his chest, and his life force is visibly draining away.

died?

That idiot who was just concerned about her... is dead?

Because you saved her?

Again... because of her?

Farewell.

Cú Chulainn raised his spear, about to thrust it out.

However, at that moment, his movements suddenly froze.

As if he had received a command, Cú Chulainn's brows furrowed deeply, his face showing extreme resentment and frustration.

"Huh? Retreat?!"