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

"A good person?"

The blond-haired boy spread his hands, seizing the most fatal flaw.

"You say he saved everyone on the bus, so why is it that none of us have any memory of that experience? Everyone remembers that on the day of the trip, no one saw any glowing giant! This so-called only surviving videotape you have is just fabricated evidence by your accomplices!"

Michiyo was so angry at this blatant and shameless logic that she laughed out loud.

"Have you no shame?"

"You watched that dubious, poorly edited video online with no source, and you immediately accepted it as gospel after just one glance?"

"And now I'm presenting the original video, a complete record of the entire incident from beginning to end, and you're jumping out to question whether it's a fake?"

"Excuse me, have you actually learned to think independently, or are you just inherently malicious and want to see others suffer?"

A murmur of discussion arose from the surroundings.

The blond-haired boy's face turned a deep purplish-red, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Don't try to change the subject! Everyone in the class knows that you, Michiyo Urushihara, are always following Kazama around like a puppy, acting all lovey-dovey! You're just a love-struck fool; you'll come up with any lie to whitewash your terrorist lover!"

He turned around and frantically incited the crowd's emotions.

"Don't listen to this woman's nonsense! She definitely knows where Kazama is hiding! That kid won't dare show his face, so let's arrest this accomplice first, lest she tip him off and run away!"

Panic amplified the evil in human nature, and the crowd began to stir.

"What he said seems to make some sense..."

"Urushihara has indeed been chasing the wind all along..."

"So she was an accomplice?"

"Yes! Arrest them!"

"We can't let the accomplices escape!"

The crowd began to approach Michiyo.

Michiyo took a step back, not expecting things to turn out this way. She had only wanted to seek justice for Chiba, but instead she had gotten herself into trouble.

Just when the situation was about to completely spiral out of control—

"What's all the noise about?"

A woman's voice came from behind the crowd.

The students instinctively made way for them.

Wearing a white lab coat and with her short black hair casually draped over her shoulders, Hiratsuka Shizuka walked out of the crowd, holding an unlit cigarette in her hand.

"Are you guys bored out of your minds? A bunch of grown men surrounding a female student, yelling and threatening to arrest her? Looks like you didn't listen to a word of her life guidance classes."

"Hiratsuka-sensei..."

The blond-haired boy's arrogance instantly diminished by more than half.

"Teacher! Michiyo Urushibara is an accomplice of the mastermind, Chiba Kazama! We just want to catch her."

"An accomplice?" Hiratsuka Shizuka raised an eyebrow. "Do you have any evidence?"

"Evidence, proof..."

The blond-haired boy was speechless at the question.

"No evidence, huh?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka took a step forward, and the blond-haired boy involuntarily took a half step back.

"If I were to accuse you of being an accomplice now, would that also be valid?"

"What?! How could I?!"

"Why not? According to your logic, you can arbitrarily accuse someone of being an accomplice without any evidence. So, if I, as your teacher, say you're an accomplice, should you obediently confess?"

Chapter 165 Taking the Initiative, Decisive Battle Against Camilla

"This is different."

"What's different?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice turned cold.

"Can't say it, huh? If you can't say it, then shut up."

She looked around, her gaze sweeping over every student watching, and everyone she looked down lowered their heads.

"And you lot, one by one, the monster just left not long ago, the city is still a mess, instead of checking on your own families, you come to the school to gang up on female students?"

"This is the time when rumors and panic are most likely to spread. Instead of refuting the rumors and calming people down, you're leading the way in spreading fear and inciting violence?"

"I'm telling you, if I see this kind of scene again, every single one of you will have to write a self-criticism! At least three thousand words!"

The students who had been watching scattered like birds and beasts.

The blond-haired boy ran faster than anyone else, afraid that if he stayed even a second longer, Hiratsuka Shizuka would grab him by the collar and have a private talk with him.

Soon only Hiratsuka Shizuka and Michiyo remained in the corridor.

"Thank you, Hiratsuka-sensei."

Michiyo breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're welcome."

Hiratsuka Shizuka put the unlit cigarette into her pocket, her tone softening.

"Urushihara, these are special times. Behave yourself lately. Don't do anything that attracts attention or goes against your will."

Michiyo made a face and muttered under her breath.

"Teacher, do you also think that Chiyu is the mastermind behind this?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka paused for a moment, then chuckled.

"Are you kidding me? That kid is completely unsuitable to be a villain."

"Huh?"

"His acting is terrible." Hiratsuka Shizuka curled her lip. "If he really wanted to destroy the world, he would have been seen through long ago."

Michiyo blinked, unsure whether it was a compliment or a sarcastic remark.

"Besides," Hiratsuka Shizuka pulled out her phone and held the screen up to Michiyo, "you don't need to worry about that guy at all."

Michiyo took the phone and looked down at it.

The screen was filled with all sorts of outrageous videos.

There are compendiums of jokes, such as convenience store clerks transforming into Ultraman Tiga, Zoffy ordering an attack on humans, Belial plotting a nested scheme, and even various random passersby being photoshopped to look like Ultraman Tiga.

And what about the initial video that revealed Qianyu's identity?

They have long been submerged in this vast ocean of information, sunk to a depth where even salvage efforts are too lazy to continue.

"That guy already took care of it himself."

Hiratsuka Shizuka shrugged.

"Look, everyone online is debating whether Zoffy or Belial is the real mastermind, and nobody remembers who 'Kazama Chiba' is anymore."

Michiyo stared at the screen, her expression gradually changing from surprise to confusion, and then from confusion to a kind of indescribable frustration.

"So... my impassioned debate with the scholars just now..."

"In the end, he's just a self-indulgent, clown?"

"Well, that's true."

Michiyo crouched down, buried her face in her knees, and let out a desperate groan.

"I'm so miserable..."

Seeing her utterly hopeless expression, Hiratsuka Shizuka gently patted her shoulder, a rare occurrence for her.

"But then again..."

"Regardless of the outcome, it takes immense courage to step forward and take action when everyone is questioning and criticizing him."

This sentiment is truly commendable. If that kid knew, he'd probably be somewhat touched.

Michiyo was a little dizzy from this sudden dose of inspirational wisdom.

My mood, which had just plummeted to rock bottom, was instantly lifted several meters by those words.

The teacher is right! Qianyu-kun will definitely feel this burning love from me!

Just as Michiyo was deeply moved and her eyes were reddening as she prepared to express her gratitude.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's expression suddenly changed; the gentleness disappeared, replaced by a kind of benevolent smile.

"Now that we've settled accounts with Chiba... Urushihara-kun, shouldn't we settle accounts with you now?"

Michiyo felt a chill run down her spine.

"W-what account...?"

"Didn't you tell me before that your camera was malfunctioning and didn't record anything?"

"That...that's because..."

"Because what you photographed was too sensitive, you deliberately lied to me, right?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's smile grew brighter and brighter.

"Do you know I stayed up all night manually creating that damn resort report's PowerPoint presentation?"

"One, whole, night."

"My dark circles. My mental state. My cigarette money for the week. All of it went down the drain because of your 'camera malfunction' comment."

"Urushihara-kun, how do you think this should be settled?"

Large beads of sweat streamed down Michiyo's forehead.

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