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

Chapter 145 Bad luck! Bad luck!

After school

Asagiri Aya walked with her head down on the only path leading to the cage called "home".

Do you want power?

Do you want to get revenge on those who bullied you?

Kazama Chiyu's voice was like a thorn stuck in flesh, impossible to pull out, and the slightest movement caused excruciating pain.

"No...you can't...do that kind of thing..."

Asagiri Aya shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off that terrible thought.

She can't think about these things; once she starts, she can't help but keep thinking about them.

"I can't... I'm not that kind of person..."

She just wanted to survive.

Revenge... that kind of thing is only for protagonists in comics. Someone like her, who doesn't even dare to say a word when a convenience store clerk gives her a dirty look, what kind of revenge could she possibly have?

Asagiri Aya shook her head frantically, trying to shake the image of the boy with unfathomable black eyes out of her mind.

Just keep your head down, just live like a dead person, and one day this will all end.

However, fate seemed determined not to let go of this trembling prey.

Just as she turned into a shortcut that was rarely used, several dark figures emerged from behind a vending machine by the roadside, blocking her way.

They were a group of street thugs with brightly colored hair and wearing baggy pants.

The leader, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and murky eyes, was scanning her up and down with the same look one would give a livestock to be slaughtered.

"Hey, isn't this that... the bully who's been pretty famous around here lately?"

The leader of the thugs exhaled a smoke ring and took two steps closer with a nauseatingly mocking smile.

"I heard you're pretty good at holding back at school? What, you don't even say hello to your older brothers?"

Asagiri Aya's face turned deathly pale instantly. She instinctively hugged her schoolbag tightly, pressed her body against the wall, and tried to squeeze through the gap next to her.

"I'm sorry... I want to go home..."

"Why go home? Let's play with our brothers."

Another thug reached out and blocked her way, his dirty hand even trying to touch her cheek.

"Don't be so cold. I heard you're pretty tough? So you're also a lot of fun to play with, huh? Hehehe..."

The shrill laughter echoed through the narrow alley.

Fear instantly overwhelmed Asagiri Aya's reason.

She wanted to scream, but her throat felt like it was blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound. She wanted to run away, but her legs were too weak to take a step.

Why? Why does this always happen to her?

Starting from junior high school, it was as if she was marked with some kind of bad luck, becoming a target of scum wherever she went.

Bullies, perverts, hooligans—it's as if all the trash in the world has a natural affinity for her.

The thugs had already surrounded them.

The smells of smoke, sweat, and cheap perfume mingled together. "Don't touch me...please don't touch me..."

Asagiri Aya's voice was barely audible, tinged with suppressed sobs.

Tears were already welling up in my eyes, blurring my vision.

"Oh dear, the girl is crying!"

"The more they cry, the cuter they become~"

"Don't be afraid, brothers won't hurt you."

Nausea.

too disgusting.

Asagiri Aya felt like she was about to throw up.

If only someone could save me right now...

The thought had barely crossed my mind when a cold voice suddenly rang out at the alley entrance.

"The public security in Shenshui City is getting worse and worse."

The group of thugs paused for a moment and turned their heads.

Under the streetlight at the alley entrance, Kazama Chiba put away the illusion card with one hand and idly tossed a talisman in the other.

A glint of survival flashed in Asagiri Aya's eyes.

"Kazama-kun! Help! Help me!"

She cried out in a hoarse voice, as if grasping at the last straw.

The group of thugs were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Huh? This is your savior? A pretty boy high school student?"

The leader of the thugs spat disdainfully.

"Kid, get lost if you don't want to die, don't spoil grandpa's fun."

Qianyu finally withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and glanced indifferently at the situation with his dark eyes.

"save you?"

"Why?"

Aya Asagiri was stunned. "But...but before you..."

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. I saved you once, twice. And then? A third time? A fourth time?"

Qianyu straightened up and walked over step by step, but he did not make a move. Instead, he stopped two meters away, crossed his arms, and adopted a spectator's posture.

"Aya Asagiri, I can't be your savior every time."

"If you don't even want to resist, if you're willing to be a lump of mud to be trampled on, then what's the point of me saving you?"

"No...no..."

Asagiri Aya shook her head desperately, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I don't understand... I really don't understand what you're talking about! I'm just an ordinary person... How could I possibly beat them! I have no power!"

"I can give you strength."

Qianyu chuckled.

"But the prerequisite is that I need to see your qualifications, let me see if you really have that kind of awareness."

"Power only responds to those who are enlightened. If you don't even have the courage to throw a punch, no matter how strong you are, you'll only use it to chop vegetables."

Aya Asagiri's mind went blank.

Resist? Resist what? How can she resist? From childhood to university, all she learned was to endure, to yield, and to keep the peace. No one ever taught her how to resist!

"How dare you say such a thing!"

She bit her lower lip, her voice hoarse from excessive tension.

"You were just an ordinary high school student who was bullied before! What right do you have to say such things!"

"A regular high school student?"

Qianyu turned her head slightly to the side.

"If I were really just an ordinary person, how did those scumbags in the alley get chopped into pieces that day?"

Asagiri Aya's body suddenly stiffened.

The memory she desperately wanted to forget was like something dug out of a grave, emitting a putrid stench.

The smell of blood, screams, and mangled human bodies—it was the most terrifying scene she had ever seen in her life, so terrifying that she thought she was witnessing hell.

And the one who created that hell stood right in front of her.

Thinking about this, Aya Asagiri began to realize that the man in front of her might really have the ability to change her terrible life.

The thugs were completely bewildered by this sudden appearance of a lunatic.

"Hey! Where did this brat come from? What are you pretending to be, acting all high and mighty?"

Huang Mao cursed angrily, but seeing Qian Yu's fearless attitude, he felt a little uneasy and didn't dare to rush over directly. Instead, he vented his anger on the easy target in front of him.

"Damn it, what are you crying for! It's so noisy!"

He roared and reached out to grab Asagiri Aya's hair, while his other hand viciously tore at her collar.

Chapter 146 Zetton!

"Thorn-"

The sound of tearing fabric was particularly jarring in the quiet alley.

In that instant, Asagiri Aya's mind went blank.

Humiliation. Fear. Anger.

All around him were the unrestrained laughter of thugs, and before him stood a pair of cold, dark eyes staring at him.

Despair at its extreme leads to madness.

In that instant, the string of reason and cowardice in Asagiri Aya's mind snapped.

to die.

Go to hell, all of you.

"Don't touch me!!!"