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

The Giant of Light—it sounds so grand and inspiring.

A group of giant silver figures from outer space protecting Earth—this kind of setting would be a perfectly positive image in any world.

If one day the whole world knew that Ultraman Tiga was real, there might be a huge number of people lining up to become his die-hard fans.

To be honest, he didn't really care that all of humanity had discovered Ultraman's existence.

The problem is that humans are creatures that can never be satisfied with such simple information as "knowing that giants of light exist".

They will ask questions, dig deep, and dox people.

How did the Giant of Light come to be?

Why does it protect humans?

What is its energy source?

Does it have a human host?

Who is that host?

"Where?"

"Could we capture him and study him?"

Chiyu knew all too well the nature of these tokusatsu drama executives.

In the anime series I watched in my past life, whenever the plot involved "the government/military discovering a supernatural entity," the subsequent storyline would basically involve the protagonist being chased all over the world, either being captured and dissected, or being forced to sign some ridiculous confidentiality agreement to work for free.

Shinichi from *Parasyte*, Kei Nagai from *Ajin*, Ken Kaneki from *Tokyo Ghoul*—

Which of them wasn't chased like a stray dog ​​by the higher-ups of humanity? In the end, none of them could escape the fate of being targeted.

In countless works I've seen in my past life, whether it's Marvel, DC, or the original Ultraman series, any individual with superhuman power ultimately couldn't escape being targeted by the official forces.

Whether driven by greed to control this power or by fear of the unknown threat, they would be like mad hounds, digging three feet into the ground to find the person who can transform.

"I don't want to be followed by drones when I go out to buy groceries, or be eavesdropped on while I'm sleeping."

Chiyu considered that she would definitely need to use Tiga's power frequently in the future, and she was worried that one day her true identity might be exposed.

That would completely ruin this peaceful daily life, and troubles would definitely haunt you like maggots.

He was not afraid of those so-called military or secret agents.

With Chiba's current abilities, plus the Clow Cards and talismans in his hand, if he really wanted to fight, it wouldn't be difficult for him to plow through Kamisui City... no, to plow through half of Japan.

But here's the problem: he didn't want to kill anyone.

Or to be more precise, he didn't want to go on a killing spree over such a trivial matter.

Qianyu considers himself a reasonable person, and his philosophy of life is very simple: I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will retaliate.

If no one bothers him, he can quietly remain a passerby, and if he's in a good mood, he might even save the world.

Chapter 143 Find a Subordinate

Moreover, the water on this planet is very deep.

Who knows how many unknown beings are lurking in the shadows?

What if one day he swaggers around town as the "human form of Ultraman Tiga," attracting the attention of some ancient boss hidden three thousand meters underground in Kamisui City, whose power is even more outrageous than Kaguya's?

Isn't that just like drawing a bullseye on your own forehead?

Living a life of ease is the only way to succeed.

Play it safe and don't be reckless.

This is a compulsory course for all time travelers, and it is also the highest principle that Qianyu has followed in his life.

As for the high-ranking members of humanity...

Countless famous scenes flashed through Qianyu's mind.

There are always some self-righteous people in this world who like to mistake others' politeness for a blessing and others' modesty for weakness.

Some people are like those stupid tourists in a zoo who insist on climbing over the fence to touch the tiger.

You kindly put up a "Danger, Keep Out" sign next to him, but he just wouldn't believe it, thinking he was the chosen one and that the tiger would never bite him.

and then?

Then it became material for the evening news.

Qianyu has a clear understanding of her own temper.

He is not a saint; he doesn't have the kind of compassion that would "turn the other cheek after being slapped on the left."

But he wasn't some bloodthirsty madman; he was too lazy to use his hands if he could resolve things with words.

The problem is that these people just happen to like to make things that can be solved with words into things that can't be solved without taking action.

If one day, some short-sighted general or politician actually sends someone to arrest him...

Then don't blame him for being impolite.

Qianyu doesn't have any of the saintly sentiments about the preciousness of human life.

If you really piss him off, one Zepelion Ray will send all those high-ranking military officials, intelligence agencies, and research institutes to their doom.

Anyway, he has plenty of ways to clean up the mess: formatting memories with the Elimination Card, altering cognition with the Illusion Card, and disposing of corpses with the Shadow Card—a one-stop service, fair and honest to all.

But that would be too troublesome.

It's not the killing itself that's troublesome, it's the cleanup work after the killing that's troublesome.

One or two is fine, but if the entire government is targeting him, wouldn't he have to kill people non-stop 24/7?

Putting everything else aside, just dealing with corpses would exhaust him to death.

Moreover, if too many are killed, some will inevitably escape, leading to another round of endless and never-ending pursuit.

Therefore, in order to protect humanity from being killed by herself, Chiyu had no choice but to keep her disguise a secret.

We must absolutely prevent any person or organization from discovering that there is absolutely no connection between "Kazama Chiba" and "Ultraman Tiga".

Even if you have to use Tiga's power in the future, you have to do it secretly, or simply create a perfect alibi.

"However, this means I won't be able to personally handle many things in the future."

Qianyu fell into deep thought.

The ruins of R'lyeh have been revealed, and it's now a giant powder keg.

He definitely had to get involved, after all, that was the source of dark power. If he didn't keep an eye on things, who knew what kind of world-destroying news Camilla would cause.

But he can't go as Kazama Chiba, nor can he always transform into Ultraman Tiga to be a babysitter.

"I need a pair of gloves."

This thought became clear in Kazama Chiba's mind.

A tool person who can run errands for him, do things for him, and take the blame when necessary.

In fact, Kazama Chiba had already conceived the idea of ​​cultivating power long ago.

From the moment he subdued Valon, he had been consciously building his own network of influence.

Valon may be useful, rich, and powerful, but he was ultimately just an ordinary person.

It's fine to send him to gather intelligence or buy weapons, but if you really send him to face monsters or dark giants, it's no different from delivering takeout.

While the Shadow Legion is loyal and immortal, they are ultimately puppets without independent thought, only able to execute rigid orders and incapable of handling complex strategic situations.

What he needs is a true subordinate who is intelligent, capable, and preferably devoted to him.

"Hmm... this ramen broth seems a bit too salty."

Just as Qianyu was immersed in the grand plan of "cultivating the mastermind behind the scenes," an untimely voice interrupted his thoughts.

Xiao Ke looked up from the huge ramen bowl, her mouth glistening with oil, and a piece of uneaten char siu still clutched in her hand.

It wiped its mouth with its short paw and gave a critical evaluation:

"Did the boss spill the salt shaker? Drinking too much of this soup will make you shed feathers. Hey, Qianyu, order me another serving of those fried chicken nuggets! I see the table next to us enjoying them..."

Qianyu looked down at this yellow good-for-nothing who did nothing but eat and sleep and had no sense of crisis whatsoever.

This thing is definitely not going to work. If you throw it into R'lyeh, it'll probably be eaten by Zoga before it even hits the ground.

"Eat, eat, and eat."

Qianyu suddenly stood up and grabbed Xiaoke by the back of the neck.

"Huh? Huh?! What?! I haven't finished eating yet! The noodles are still warm!"

Xiao Ke kicked and struggled desperately in mid-air, his beady eyes filled with longing for food.

That's enough. If you eat any more, you won't be able to fly anymore.

Qianyu completely ignored its protests, and like carrying a stray cat that had just stolen a salted fish, casually stuffed it into the mesh pocket on the side of her backpack, leaving only its round head outside to breathe.

"Boss, the bill, please!"

He pulled out a crumpled thousand-yuan bill and slammed it on the table.

"keep the change."

After saying that, Qianyu picked up her backpack, ignored the boss's shout behind her, "Young man, this money isn't enough, and the service fee hasn't been calculated yet," and walked out of the ramen shop without looking back.

It's time to go to the school and look for suitable candidates.

After all, how can a qualified mastermind not have a few elite monsters to show for themselves?

Chapter 144 Reencounter with Asagiri Aya

"Oh!"

A dull thud broke the silence.

The scene shifts to a secluded room in the school, where Asagiri Aya is huddled in a cold corner, silently enduring the punches and kicks from several girls.

The tall girl who was leading the group, with chestnut-colored highlights, raised her foot and kicked Asagiri Aya hard in the shoulder.