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

Chapter 241 Michiyo: What do you mean by "you two are living together"?

Meanwhile, as the police were busy washing and cleaning the scene by the river and loading the gorilla carcass into their vehicles,

On the opposite bank of the river, on the rooftop of a high-rise building with a superb view, two figures stood side by side, looking down at everything happening on the other side of the river.

Homura Akemi crossed her arms over her chest, her face solemn, the night wind blowing her long black hair wildly.

"It seems that those who control the cards have already begun to take action."

Standing beside her was a mysterious woman wearing a black cloak.

The large hood covered most of his face, revealing only a pale chin.

The cloaked woman followed Homura Akemi's gaze to the opposite bank of the river, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"That's true."

"Therefore, our plans cannot lag behind others."

Homura Akemi turned her head, her brows furrowed, and stared at the other person's face, which was obscured by shadows, and couldn't help but ask a question.

"I've been wanting to ask you this for a while."

"Since you specifically traveled back from the future, didn't you bring back anything... a perfect solution to this disaster once and for all?"

The mysterious woman gently shook her head.

"This matter cannot be rushed."

"Due to the changes in the past, the 'future' of today is also beginning to crumble like a collapsing building. The situation there is not much better than the 'past' of today."

Upon hearing this, Homura Akemi frowned even more deeply.

"Since the future is also a mess, what is the point of you traveling back in time?"

The mysterious woman smiled slightly upon hearing this and turned to look at the distant river.

Have you ever tried separating ink from water?

Homura Akemi did not answer.

The woman continued:

"No, because once the ink gets in, you can't filter it out no matter what you do."

"So the only way is to stop the ink bottle before it's poured in."

The wind blew across the river, carrying the chill of late autumn.

Homura Akemi lowered her eyes, her long hair obscuring half her face.

She didn't ask any more questions.

The cloaked woman pulled her hands back inside her cloak and turned to walk towards the rooftop exit.

"Let's go. Time is running out."

Homura Akemi took one last look at the opposite bank, then followed in her footsteps.

Two figures disappeared into the shadows of the rooftop.

……

The next day, at 10:00 AM, Toyonosaki Shopping Street, Kamisui City.

The sun was shining brightly, and the pedestrian street was bustling with people on the weekend.

Kazama Ichiri and Urushihara Michiyo began their shopping trip as planned.

On the surface, the scene is quite pleasing to the eye.

Two girls who look remarkably alike, even with identical hair color, are holding hands, eating crepes and looking at clothes in a shop window, getting along very well.

But in reality, this seemingly heartwarming shopping trip was a battle without gunfire for Michiyo.

"Boqi-chan, would you like this? Strawberry daifuku!" Michiyo held up a box of newly bought desserts and waved it around, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

"Ah... um, um... thank you." Ichiri reached out and took the daifuku, then lowered her head and took small bites.

Michiyo also took one, took a bite, chewed it twice, and then spoke in an extremely casual tone.

"Hey, little Pochi."

"How did you and Qianyu meet? Judging from the way you two were yesterday, it felt like you'd known each other for a long time."

Michiyo tries to get more information about Ichiri and Chiba from her.

They questioned each other about how they first met and how far their relationship had progressed.

Naïve Pochi had no idea about the intricacies of a love triangle.

Faced with her mother's questioning, Ichiri answered almost everything truthfully, recounting every detail of her daily interactions with Chiyu and the deep affection between them without reservation.

"We've known each other for a long time... since we were very young."

Yili lowered her head, looking at her toes. When she spoke of Qianyu, her voice still stuttered slightly, but it clearly carried an undeniable dependence.

"When I was very young—was it a neighbor? A classmate? Or introduced by a relative?"

"Uh... it's a bit complicated... well, ever since I can remember, he's always been by my side."

Michiyo's smile froze for 0.3 seconds.

Has she been by my side since I can remember?

She quickly composed herself and pressed on, "So, how far has your relationship progressed?"

"Relationship?"

Yili tilted her head. "Anyway, he... he's been really good to me... he's bought me a lot of expensive things since I was little..."

"He'll buy me any guitar equipment I want..."

A storm raged within Michiyo's heart.

This relationship is beyond just childhood sweethearts; could it be an arranged marriage from the moment they were born?!

She forced herself to stay calm and continued to press for answers.

"Wow, wouldn't that mean they're childhood sweethearts?"

"No, not childhood sweethearts... we've just lived together all along..."

Yili scratched her cheek, her mind filled with memories of her daily interactions with her father.

“He takes me everywhere he goes... I especially love it when he hugs me. As long as I can smell his scent, I won’t feel scared.”

This heartwarming description of father-daughter affection, however, was interpreted completely differently by Michiyo, who was completely unaware of the situation.

Want a hug?

smell?!

It felt like a million alpacas were stampeding through Michiyo's mind.

To her, the two were not only behaving in an outrageously intimate way, but had even gone so far as to live under the same roof!

"Living together?" Michiyo's voice cracked. "You...you're already living together?"

"Ok!"

Yili nodded, completely unaware of how fatal her words were.

"It's been like this as long as I can remember. He wakes me up every morning and checks my homework every night...sometimes he even blow-dries my hair..."

Michiyo felt increasingly desperate as she listened.

Originally, she planned to use the unexpected setting to compete in Qianyu's battleground.

Now look what's happened! A childhood sweetheart who's been raised since he was a baby and asks for hugs every day has suddenly appeared!

How is this played?

I felt I had absolutely no chance of winning, as if I could be kicked out at any moment.

Just as Michiyo was frantically imagining things and feeling heartbroken, almost bursting into tears like a "loser,"

Xiao Ke, who was hiding in the pocket of a tracksuit disguised as a doll, couldn't stand it anymore.

It was well aware of the stakes involved, and if Yili continued to expose these things, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, through the mental link, he quickly sent a series of piercing warning signals to Yili.

"Hey! You idiot, Pochi! Can't you shut up?!"

"Watch your mouth, will you? At this rate, you're going to force your own mother to give up on this relationship on the spot!"

"If you create a grandfather paradox where you can't even be born, even the Time and Space Administration won't be able to save you. Just wait to disappear into thin air!"

Chapter 242 Everyone Has a Card to Play

Upon receiving Xiao Ke's frantic warning, Yi Li was startled.

She glanced at Michiyo Urushihara beside her, who seemed to have lost her luster.

At this moment, Michiyo was walking with her head down, her mouth drooping, and she was enveloped in a visible low pressure, looking like a sunflower wilted by a rainstorm.

Ichiri finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

The mother in front of me, who was in her high school days, clearly sees her biological daughter from the future as a rival in love!

It's over.

It's really over.

Yili was extremely anxious, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

If my words really caused my mother to develop an insurmountable sense of inferiority, leading to my parents ultimately failing to fall in love and stay together... then the entire future timeline would definitely collapse into chaos.

"Ah! No, no! That, that... Michiyo-san!"

In an emergency attempt to salvage the situation, Pochi quickly changed the subject midway through his speech, frantically waving his hands in front of him like a runaway windshield wiper.

"It's not what you think! Chiba and I... are really just ordinary friends, as pure as can be!"