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

Hiratsuka Shizuka was biting her pen, grading homework with a frustrated expression.

"Knock knock".

"Please come in."

Kazama Chiba walked in.

"Oh, it's you. What's up? Going to the rooftop to contemplate life again?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka put down her pen and rubbed her temples.

She cared about this student quite a bit, even though he had a sharp tongue and a dark personality, he was, after all, a victim.

"teacher."

Qianyu walked up to her and explained her reason.

"Could you please help me withdraw from school?"

"Huh? Are you crazy?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka picked at her ears, wondering if she had misheard.

"I could never agree to something like that!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's refusal was within Chiba's expectations.

Actually, he didn't really want to drop out of school; he just said that so that he could compromise with Hiratsuka Shizuka later.

On the other hand, Chiba still wanted to get to know Kaguya, because she was the first esper he had ever encountered.

Therefore, Qianyu retreated to the next best path.

"Could you find a way to help me change my environment?"

"As you know, my situation in Class G is that although the bullying has temporarily stopped, the atmosphere of isolation and malice hasn't changed, and... I always feel like someone is watching me lately."

"I've heard that the class you teach has a great atmosphere. If possible, I'd like to join your class."

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at the thin boy and fell silent.

Indeed, this child was a sitting duck in his original class, first bullied and then involved in a murder case. Changing his environment might really be the best choice.

Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed, took a cigarette from the pack, then remembered she was in an office and had to put it back.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that those old fogies in the academic affairs office hate these kinds of last-minute changes, and transferring files between classes is a real hassle."

"If it really doesn't work out, I can also drop out of school."

"........"

After this mediation, Hiratsuka Shizuka had no choice but to agree.

"alright."

"Leave this to me! It's just a class transfer, right? It's a legitimate request for the students' physical and mental well-being! If those old men dare to disagree, I'll rip their wigs off!"

"You wait here."

After saying that, she grabbed the white coat, put it on, and stormed out of the office.

Through that closed wooden door.

Soon, Chiyu heard a roar coming from the end of the corridor.

"What do you mean by not complying with the rules?! Rules are rules, but people are flexible! If I can't even guarantee the personal safety of my students in this class, then what's the point of this school being open?!"

"Do you know what that child went through?! If he stays in that environment any longer, who will be responsible if something happens?! Will you be responsible?!"

"I don't care! You have to stamp this today! Otherwise, I'm not leaving! None of you are going home!"

……

Half an hour later.

Hiratsuka Shizuka is back.

Her hair was a little messy, her face was flushed from the argument, and she was waving an application form with a red stamp in her hand.

"It's done!"

"Starting tomorrow, pack your things and report to Class F, which is my class. From now on, you'll be under my watchful eye. Let's see who dares to bully you then!"

Kazama Chiba looked at the form

Although it's just changing classes and won't make much difference, staying away from the other person is definitely the right thing to do.

"Thank you."

"Ha! That's it?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka picked at her ear and deliberately turned to the side.

"Teacher, I argued with that Mediterranean-looking director for hours on your behalf, and my voice is hoarse! And all I got in return was a thank you?"

Kazama Chiba looked up at the woman before her, who, even in her thirties, still retained a certain girlish purity, and said...

"If Hiratsuka-sensei weren't so old now, I might want to marry you as a way of expressing my gratitude."

After I finished speaking, there was a full three-second pause in the air.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's expression shifted from smugness to confusion, then to shock, and finally settled on a twisted expression that was a mixture of shame, anger, and disbelief.

That word "old" is like a sharp knife, precisely piercing the most vulnerable part of the heart of an older single woman.

Marrying you after that was like sprinkling popping candy on a wound.

"you you……"

"You brat! Who are you calling old?! And who wants you to marry them?! Do you want to die?!"

"boom!"

Then, a lovingly delivered iron fist slammed into Kazama Chiba's head.

Chapter 21 The Unknown Enemy

On her way home from school, sharp-eyed Rikka Takanashi spotted the freshly baked large bag on Chiba Kazama's head.

"Ally! Your skull appears to have been hit hard!"

Rikka Takanashi seemed to have discovered a new continent.

She leaned in very close, her green eye, which wasn't covered by an eye patch, brimming with curiosity.

"Could it be because of today's 'blood sacrifice' (dismemberment case) that you were subjected to 'blunt blows' as punishment by the Bureau's lackeys?"

Kazama Chiba pushed her face away expressionlessly.

This bump really hurts; it was a loving punch delivered by Hiratsuka Shizuka in a fit of shame and anger.

The force was so great that he wondered if the woman's bones were made of alloy.

"Biten by mosquitoes."

He casually told the worst lie imaginable.

"Have the mosquitoes in Shinsui City mutated? They can actually cause these kinds of physical lumps..." Rikka actually started to seriously consider the rationality of this setting. "It seems that the ecosystem has also been corrupted by dark forces."

The two then boarded a bus bound for Mitakihara Ward.

Half an hour later, Misaki Morita came into view.

As expected of Shenshui City's premier upscale residential area, even the design-driven gate exudes a pungent, money-grubbing stench.

A sign at the entrance reads “Private residence, vicious dog inside.”

A small Pomeranian dressed in a designer dog outfit was lying next to the security booth, barking sharply at passersby.

"This...this is Cerberus, the three-headed hound of hell?" Rikka immediately assumed a defensive stance, hiding behind Chiba. "Such a powerful sonic attack!"

Kazama Chiba merely glanced at the dog, which was no bigger than a palm.

He walked over and, before the dog could react, gently nudged it aside with his toe, like kicking away a pebble on the roadside.

"Walk."

He crossed the so-called tight security line as if it were empty.

We arrived at the lobby of Building 1.

The air conditioning here is on full blast, and the marble floor is so shiny it reflects light like a mirror.

Kazama Chiba stopped and turned around to look at Rikka, who was still looking around.

"Listen carefully, you'll stay here and wait. Don't be stupid and run upstairs without my orders."

"Huh? Why?" Rikka was stunned. "Didn't we agree to raid the enemy's fortress together?"

"The situation up there is unclear. Taking you along will slow me down."

Kazama Chiba made no attempt to be tactful.

There's really only one reason: having this burden is too much trouble. If there really is some spatial turbulence up there, he himself has the Wind Token to fly and run, but this girl is just an ordinary person besides being able to shout out the settings.

"If I can't get out either, call the police. If I do get out, then follow me. Understand?"

Rikka opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to refute something like "The Evil King's True Eye will never back down." But looking at Chiyu's unwavering black eyes, she swallowed her words and obediently nodded.

"Yes, Commander!"

Having gotten rid of the burden, Kazama Chiba walked alone towards the elevator.

Pressing the up button, the elevator doors opened, and the elevator was empty. Kazama Chiba stepped inside and pressed "10".

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a leather shoe slipped in.

The door popped open again, and a middle-aged man with an oily face and carrying a briefcase squeezed in. He didn't even glance at Qianyu before pressing "6" and then started scrolling through his phone.

Kazama Chiba retreated to a corner.

He put his right hand into his pocket and pinched the "Wind" card, while his left hand hung at his side, his fingers beginning to tap lightly along the seam of his trousers.

The man got off the elevator on the 6th floor.

At that moment, Chiyu's finger slapped the 23rd time, which was 23 seconds.