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

She was the only one left on the street.

The sun had completely sunk below the horizon, and the streetlights had not yet been turned on, casting an ambiguous gloom over the entire street.

Asagiri Aya sat there blankly on the ground, clutching the card with the Zetton pattern on it, at a loss for what to do.

Those few short minutes felt so unreal, so unreal that even now, thinking back on them feels like an absurd dream.

"strength……"

Asagiri Aya murmured.

She gained the power she had always dreamed of, but she was now lost.

revenge.

The word rolled around in Aya Asagiri's mouth, but she ultimately couldn't bring herself to say it.

She stood up and carefully slipped the card into her school uniform pocket.

Then, like a lost ghost, he walked towards home.

Night fell like a giant curtain from the sky, engulfing everything in the city in darkness.

........

Chiba returned to her bedroom and secretly observed Medea through the perspective of the Shadow Legion to see what she was doing.

The view then shifted to a basement that Medea had modified using [Territory Creation].

At this moment, the goddess of the age of gods was floating in mid-air, with a complex magic circle composed of magic circuits operating at her feet.

Countless visible blue light bands were being forcibly extracted from the depths of the earth; that was the primal magic flowing through the veins of Shenshui City.

"Not enough! Still not enough! This level of magic purity simply cannot be solidified directly!"

"If only it could connect to the Holy Grail..."

Medea took a deep breath.

This kind of operation should have been an easy task for a Servant participating in the battle.

All you need to do is follow the contractual connection between yourself and the Holy Grail and channel this primal energy into the system's conversion channels.

But she has tried many times, and it has not worked.

She has no connection to the base of the Greater Grail.

The massive system that supported the entire Holy Grail War was now like a server that had been unplugged.

No matter how Medea called out, there was not the slightest response.

"Has the Holy Grail War already ended?!"

Medea couldn't help but recall what had happened before.

Since Cú Chulainn appeared that day, she has not detected any trace related to the Holy Grail War.

The entire battle royale process seemed to have been speedrunned by someone in a single day without her knowledge.

Medea also tried to search for any remaining traces of the Holy Grail War in the city.

Servant's spirit origin fluctuations, Command Seals' residual magical energy, and remnants of battles between Masters.

But there was nothing there.

Blank.

It's as if this Holy Grail War never existed in the first place.

For Medea, who only wanted to provide magic to her beloved Chiyu, this was a complete shock.

If the Holy Grail War has ended, then without the Holy Grail as a converter, this vast ley line energy is like magma that cannot be drunk directly—it can only be looked at but not used.

Medea stood there for a long time, pondering, before finally displaying a near-mad determination on her face.

"In that case, the only solution is to restart the Holy Grail War!"

"Anyway, there are ready-made ley lines here. As long as I use this massive amount of primal magic as starting capital, I might be able to forcibly start a brand new Holy Grail War!"

Looking at the witch in the picture who had completely turned to the dark side and was preparing to conjure the Holy Grail to restart the war, Chiyu revealed an extremely satisfied smile.

Everything was as he had anticipated.

Medea's true form is merely an illusion created by the Illusion Card. Although she possesses the abilities and memories of the Witch of the Age of Gods, her existence is essentially sustained by Chiba's magic.

In this state, it would be impossible for her to absorb the vast amount of ley line energy unless there is a "container" capable of containing and transforming this energy.

The Holy Grail is precisely such a vessel.

Restarting the Holy Grail War = Creating a new Holy Grail = Obtaining an energy converter = Controllable ley line magic = Infinite magic supply = Thousand Feathers successfully obtains it for free.

A perfect logical closed loop.

Of course, there are costs involved.

For Chiyu, the restart of the Holy Grail War would indeed bring some uncontrollable variables, such as the summoned Servants no longer being something that Chiyu could fully control.

Those guys are genuine, super-sized combatants pulled out of the suppression force. Each of them has independent consciousness and the ability to act, and they won't be as obedient to him as the Shadow Legion or the Hand-Made Little Guy.

But Qianyu remained completely calm.

Risk is often accompanied by reward.

If you want to get unlimited magic power for free, which is a game-breaking cheat, isn't it only natural to take some risks?

Moreover, he also has a whole bunch of items in his hands, such as the Elimination Card, Illusion Card, Substitute Card, Sword Card, Fighting Card, and Time Card, plus the Spark Lens that can transform him into Ultraman Tiga and the Dark Spark Lens given to him by Camilla.

Even if a few disobedient heroic spirits come, he is fully capable of crushing them.

"Venture capital is all about making money; there's no such thing as a sure thing. As long as they don't blow up my house, it's fine."

Qianyu stretched happily and casually waved away the shadow army.

"Medea, Medea... good luck!"

After confirming that Medea's plan hadn't gone astray, Chiyu took out her phone and skillfully opened Twitter.

At this moment, the world's attention is focused on the newly emerged ruins of R'lyeh.

The various expeditions are progressing at an extremely rapid pace. He estimates that by tomorrow at the latest, a bombshell revelation that will shatter human values ​​will be revealed.

……

Chapter 150 The Forgotten Videotape

At the same time, in the upscale residential area of ​​Shenshui City.

Michiyo Urushihara was wearing a slightly loose pink slip dress, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, with a laptop in front of her and a black Sony camcorder next to her.

She was holding a mouse and playing a video frame by frame.

Those were footage exported from her Sony camcorder.

In the scene, the boy standing on the edge of the cliff raises his Spark Lens high, transforming into the familiar Ultraman Tiga, blocking the devastating beam of light.

"When did this happen? I have absolutely no recollection of it!"

Michiyo stared intently at the screen; in her memory, this part was completely blank.

She tapped her head, trying to recall the scene.

All I can recall is a vague memory, as if it were forcibly inserted into my mind: everyone was singing and eating snacks on the bus, and then we happily returned to school.

This is definitely not right.

"Memory erasure? Like in science fiction movies?"

Although Michiyo usually seems a bit naive, her intuition is frighteningly sharp when it comes to crucial issues like this.

"It must have been him! To prevent everyone from knowing his identity, he wiped everyone's memories!"

Michiyo bit her lip, her eyes becoming extremely complicated.

There was a sense of joy that "everyone has forgotten that only I know the truth," and a sense of anger that "you even eliminated me along with them."

"This is outrageous! They even erased my memories! Am I not an outsider?!"

She angrily grabbed the cushion next to her and punched it twice, but soon, another, sweeter idea took over.

and many more.

If it's a large-scale memory erasure, why wasn't this video deleted?

You should know that Ms. Hiratsuka specifically asked her for the materials.

Given the man's level of caution, if he could erase the memories of hundreds of people, there's no reason he would miss such an obvious electronic device.

Unless he did it on purpose.

"Could it be..."

Michiyo seemed to have discovered some earth-shattering secret.

"Did he deliberately leave this video with me? Was it to reveal his identity to me? Or... is this a secret that only belongs to the two of us?"

Once this self-development strategy begins, it's like a wild horse that can't be stopped.

"That must be it! He knew I was filming him, and he knew how I felt about him. So even though he erased everyone's memories to protect everyone else, he was special to me...!"

Is this some kind of special treatment reserved for her?!

"Waaah..."

Michiyo buried her face in the pillow and let out a groan of extreme shame.

Her mind was racing uncontrollably in strange directions—things like "only you can see the real me," "the promise made ten years ago has finally been fulfilled," and "the red thread of fate binds us tightly together"—

It's all a side effect of reading too many shoujo manga.

But she just couldn't control herself!

"Wait... calm down... I need to calm down..."

Just then, the cell phone lying next to me suddenly rang.

The caller ID showed Hiratsuka Shizuka.