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

Qianyu took the item and put the shadow soldier back into the shadows.

Mai was still curled up in the corner, trembling like a leaf.

She didn't notice anyone approaching, or rather, she was so used to being ignored by everyone that she didn't expect anyone to pay attention to her.

Until a black down jacket with a faint, fresh scent was roughly thrown over her head.

Mai suddenly ripped off her down jacket, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at Chiyu standing in front of her.

"You...you can actually see me?"

In a world where everyone treats her like she doesn't exist, the sudden appearance of someone who can see her is no better than encountering a ghost.

Qianyu didn't answer the question, but instead stuffed the self-heating lunchbox in her hand into her arms.

Mai bit her lip and remained silent for a few seconds.

She had grown accustomed to being ignored, accustomed to facing everything alone, and accustomed to not depending on anyone.

But this feeling felt so unfamiliar at that moment.

It was so unfamiliar that she didn't know how to react for a moment.

"Thanks."

After seeing that she had accepted the items and was certain that she wouldn't freeze to death, Qianyu didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Chapter 117 Searching for Substances

At the door, Chiba was stopped by Sakuta Azusagawa.

The boy, who was usually expressionless, was now looking at Chiyu with an extremely speechless expression.

"Kazama, I knew you were pretending to be blind back then,"

"Even though I could see it, I pretended I knew nothing, making me almost think I was a hallucinating psychopath."

Qianyu turned her head away, her expression unchanged.

"What do you mean, pretending to be blind? I don't know what you're talking about."

Don't give me that.

Sakuta curled his lips

"I saw everything when you delivered clothes and food to that bunny girl."

"You clearly saw her at the school gate this morning, but you pretended not to know anything. You're quite the actor; have you ever considered becoming an actor?"

"Isn't that because you said you couldn't see it?"

Qianyu asked innocently.

"In that situation, even Hikigaya had taken the lead in saying he couldn't see anymore. How could I, an ordinary student with no power or influence, go against the majority? The minority submits to the majority; this is a basic etiquette in Japanese society."

"Etiquette my foot!"

Sakuta laughed in exasperation at this sophistry.

"If you had dared to admit back then that you could see it, then the two of us together would have been the majority, right?!"

"Get this straight."

Chiba held up a finger and waved it in front of Sakuta.

"It was a guy like Hachiman who didn't even want to breathe that started it. I was just an innocent bystander who followed the crowd."

Hearing this, Hachiman Hikigaya looked at the two of them with a face full of disgust.

"Hey, when you two are having a fit of madness, can you please not drag me into it?"

Hachiman pulled his scarf up a little.

"Arguing with thin air is contagious and will make everyone around you lose their intelligence. I protest against dragging a normal person like me into your supernatural events."

At that moment, Hayato Hayama's assembly whistle rang out from the other end of the hall.

The boys began to gradually move towards the gate.

Qianyu, too lazy to argue with them any longer, waved her hand and strode in that direction.

"Alright, I'm going to find fuel. You guys can continue your philosophical discussion here."

Hachiman and Sakuta also knew that time was of the essence.

After this pointless bickering ended, the three went their separate ways.

Sakuta and Hikigaya were assigned to the signal search team led by their teacher. Carrying walkie-talkies and dry rations, they slowly made their way towards the mountaintop.

A tall young man was walking towards Qianyu.

The other person was wearing a thick hiking jacket, with that signature sunny smile on his face, exuding a "I'm the campus prince, please support me" kind of positive vibe.

Hayama Hayato.

A popular character from "My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU," Hachiman Hikigaya's nemesis, and the captain of today's firewood-hunting team.

"You must be Kazama Chiba, the one who was assigned to our group?"

Hayama smiled and extended his hand. "Please take care of me from now on."

Qianyu squeezed his hand, the pressure just right, the timing perfect.

"Senior Hayama."

"Just call me Hayato, no need to be so polite."

Ye Shan patted him on the shoulder, then turned and waved to the other team members.

There were about seven or eight people in the group, all of them boys, most of them wearing thick clothes that they had taken out of their luggage, and their expressions were either nervous or excited.

"Alright everyone, our task is to follow the staff here to the cabin area behind the resort to collect firewood."

"There should be some timber stored over there. Let's bring back all the usable pieces. Be careful, don't get separated from others, and report any situation immediately."

Ye Shan's voice was steady and powerful, carrying a leadership quality that inspired inexplicable conviction.

"Set off!"

The door was pushed open, and a biting wind mixed with snowflakes rushed in.

A white world unfolded before my eyes, with visibility so low that only blurry gray-white outlines remained beyond three meters.

Then, Hayama's search team wound its way through the resort.

The middle-aged employee leading the team wore a pilling dark blue uniform jacket, and as he walked, he shone a flashlight through the storage rooms on both sides, his complaints like a never-ending background music.

"Damn it, I've been in this business for fifteen years and I've never seen such weird weather!"

"A blizzard like this in May? Has your school encountered some kind of evil spirit?"

Hayato Hayama maintained his ever-present social smile, occasionally offering a few words of agreement.

Several boys nearby were rummaging through drawers and cabinets, carrying coal and firewood out of the storage room, their movements so swift it was as if they were participating in some kind of survival competition.

"Senior Hayama, there are two more bags of charcoal here!"

"Bring it up, as much as you can find."

Kazama Chiba followed at the back of the group, her presence so inconspicuous that she was like an insignificant speck of dust in the air.

In fact, his attention was entirely focused on the spiritual vision scan.

He touched every building in the resort, leaving no corner untouched. Apart from the faint heat emanating from the shivering ordinary humans, he couldn't find a trace of the magic of the Clow Cards.

In other words, the Clow Cards are outside, which means he must go outside.

Looks like it's time to leave the team.

Then, the employee dragged out a half-bag of charcoal from the corner; it was pitifully light.

"This little bit of stuff is enough to keep burning for a few hours, you can take it."

"Alright, alright, take everything you can. This is all the firewood and charcoal we have. It'll do for a while."

Hayama clapped his hands, signaling the group to begin their return journey.

"Let's hurry back before the snow completely buries the road."

The boys, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, grabbed whatever fuel they could find and turned to head back.

Qianyu mingled in the middle of the group. As the group rounded a corner, she simply turned her foot and disappeared into the swirling snow.

Chapter 119 A Trivial Matter

Meanwhile, on the other side...

A logistics team composed of girls from multiple classes is doing physically demanding work. They are carrying stacks of thick quilts out of the warehouse to transport back to the dormitory to keep everyone warm.

Yui Yuigahama, Michiyo Urushihara, Yukino Yukinoshita, Utaha Kasumigaoka, and Megumi Kato basically gathered all the famous people from several classes.

Although it was only a short, open-air stretch of less than 100 meters, the road felt incredibly long in such harsh weather.

The snow was already up to my calves, and every step required a great deal of physical exertion.

"It's so cold... my hands are freezing... I can't take it anymore..."

Yui sniffed, her voice trembling. She and Michiyo were carrying an absurdly heavy quilt, which had at least tripled in weight after being soaked by the snow.

"Yui-chan, do your best!"

Michiyo turned around, her nose red from the cold, but she still maintained her smiling expression.

"Waaaah... Michiyo, aren't you cold at all...?"

"Because I am supported by the power of love~"

"What is the power of love...?"

Yui's rant was interrupted by a violent gust of wind before she could finish uttering it.

The wind came on suddenly and fiercely, as if something had shoved them from behind. Both girls lost their balance and stumbled.

Walking ahead of them was Yukino Yukinoshita, who was carrying several thin blankets.