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

Rikka emerged dejectedly, like a squirrel that had lost its nuts. Its usually perky ahoge (cowlick) now hung limply on its head.

"that……"

Her voice was very soft and had a noticeable nasal tone.

“An ally… I mean, Kazama-kun.”

"Didn't find it?"

Kazama Chiba didn't even need to ask; she could tell just by looking at her expression, which looked like she'd lost five million.

"Waaah..."

Rikka let out a mournful cry and crouched down, burying her head in her hands.

"I clearly remember it being placed in the center of the magic circle under the bed! That was a sacred relic used to suppress the black dragon! How could it have vanished into thin air?!"

"Are you sure you've got the place right?"

Shihua leaned against the TV cabinet and sighed habitually. Her doubts about the photos had been largely dispelled by her sister's commotion.

"Your room is a complete mess, like a junkyard. Isn't it normal that you can't find anything?"

"Impossible! That's absolutely impossible!"

Rikka shouted back.

"Other things might be misplaced, but that! That's the key item for me to form a contract with the Dark Flame Master! I check the seal every day to see if it's loose!"

"Even last night before I went to bed, I checked that it was there!"

Looking at this scene.

Kazama Chiba recalled the strange incident where he couldn't find the same figure in any of the surrounding shops. He was almost certain that this wasn't Rikka's carelessness, but rather some mysterious force erasing all traces of the Clow Cards from the world.

"Could it be..."

Rikka was still muttering to herself, scratching her hair as she tried to remember.

"Was it stolen by agents of the Void Administration? Or did it sense the call of its allies and automatically perform a spatial jump?"

"It's ok."

Kazama Chiba interrupted this pointless debate.

Since it was erased by that force, even if the whole house is demolished, it won't be found, so there's no point in staying any longer.

"Forget it if you can't find it."

"Anyway, I don't necessarily need that thing. Since it's lost, it just means it wasn't meant to be."

But I promised you.

Before Rikka could say anything more, her eyes were already red. She felt that this was a dereliction of duty as an "ally" and a disgrace for breaking the contract.

"Let's wait until we find it. Maybe you just forgot it somewhere."

Kazama Chiba turned and walked towards the entrance to change her shoes.

"I am leaving."

"Huh? You're leaving already?"

Shihua was somewhat surprised.

"Won't you sit a little longer? Although there's no main meal, we can still make you a cup of tea."

She glanced at her younger sister, who was about to cry.

"And the child seems very guilty. If you could offer her a few more words of comfort..."

"I'm bad at comforting people."

As Kazama Chiba spoke, he saw Rikka squatting on the ground, looking at him expectantly.

The look in his eyes was like that of a puppy that had lost its owner's favorite slippers, filled with guilt and unease.

For a transmigrator who only wants to make money and gain power, this kind of pure emotional burden is the last thing he wants to be involved with.

"Then... be careful on the road."

Shihua didn't insist any further. She was a smart woman and could tell that the other person really wanted to leave.

"Kazama-kun."

Just as Kazama Chiba was about to step out of the courtyard gate.

Rikka suddenly rushed out of the house and ran all the way to the fence.

"sorry!"

She shouted.

"Although the Holy Scripture is temporarily missing! But... but the Evil King's True Eye will never renege on its promise! I will definitely find it! Or I will find an even better offering to you!"

Kazama Chiba stopped in her tracks.

He waved to her with his back turned.

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry to use it right now. Just give it to me when you take it back from the enemy, or when you find a new replacement."

Chapter 27 Pochi-chan said

The next morning, thanks to Hiratsuka Shizuka's efficient handling, Kazama Chiba successfully completed the transfer procedures and officially became a member of Class 2-F.

"Alright. The formalities are complete."

Hiratsuka Shizuka sat behind the desk piled high with lesson plans and empty cigarette boxes, rubbing his dark circles. Clearly, he had spent the night arguing with the old fogies in the academic affairs office about this matter.

"From today onwards, you are a member of Class 2-F, which is my class. Don't worry, no one here will dare to bully my students, not even Genji Takiya."

"But you'd better keep your mouth shut from now on. If you do something like yesterday again, I definitely won't let you off the hook."

She gave a meaningful snort, clearly annoyed by Qianyu's earlier pretense of marrying her.

"Thank you, Teacher Jing."

Qianyu picked up the form and sincerely thanked her. Although this woman was violent and eager to get married, her protectiveness of her children was undeniable.

"Don't just stand there, come with me to the classroom right now."

Hiratsuka Shizuka picked up the pointer and stood up to lead the way.

Class 2F.

This class is located a little off to the side of the grade, near the end of the corridor.

Kazama Chiba stood at the classroom door with her schoolbag slung over one shoulder, glancing up at the slightly crooked classroom sign.

"Class 2-F".

He silently repeated it to himself.

After causing such a commotion at this school yesterday, is she already starting a new life today?

The first period happened to be Hiratsuka Shizuka's class meeting.

Hiratsuka Shizuka stood on the podium, holding the attendance list in her hand, still dressed in her white lab coat like a delinquent gang leader.

She tapped the blackboard, quieting the somewhat noisy classroom.

"Alright, everyone go back to your seats."

She pointed to Kazama Chiba by the door.

"Let me introduce you all. This is our newest member, Kazama Chiba. Although he transferred from the class next door, you should all be familiar with him, right? After all, he's been quite the celebrity at school lately."

It's certainly not unfamiliar; after all, anyone associated with murder cases is definitely not a good person.

A murmur rippled through the classroom, but Kazama Chiba didn't react. He simply nodded as a greeting.

Hiratsuka Shizuka wrote her name on the blackboard in a very messy hand, then pointed to the second-to-last empty seat by the window.

"You can sit there."

Kazama Chiba nodded, picked up her schoolbag, and headed towards the legendary hometown of the king, sitting in the back row by the window.

As he walked along, his gaze unconsciously swept across the faces of his classmates.

Then his eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

Good guy.

I didn't realize it when I was standing on the podium, but now that I'm closer, I realize this isn't just an ordinary class; it's practically a large-scale slice-of-life anime set.

In the very center of the first row sat a bespectacled boy who looked serious but was actually secretly reading a light novel; he was his old acquaintance, Aki Tomoya.

This guy was stunned when he saw Chiyu, clearly not expecting that this follower who always followed Eriri around would come here.

A little further back.

That man slumped over the table, his dead fish eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he had lost interest in the whole world, isn't that Hachiman Hikigaya?

He glanced at Qianyu briefly before lying back down, probably thinking to himself, "This is so 'normal life is awful'."

Not far from him, the girl with a bun hairstyle, chatting gossiping with her deskmate, was undoubtedly Yui Yuigahama.

And that gloomy girl sitting in the corner, radiating an aura of "you can't see me, you can't see me," if I'm not mistaken, it should be Yotsuya Miko.

She seemed to sense the lingering magical aura on Qianyu's body, and her shoulders trembled in fright.

Even Sakuta Azusagawa was there, calmly chatting with Masamune Makabe next to him, probably exchanging experiences on how to deal with tsundere girls.

Kazama Chiba felt a throbbing sensation in her temples.

Hiratsuka-sensei, this isn't class management, it's more like you're raising a venomous insect!

How can a school possibly have a peaceful day if so many troublesome protagonists are crammed into one jar?

It's practically a concentration camp of troublemakers in Shenshui City.

If all these people's storylines were triggered, the school would probably be blown to bits.

"What are you standing there for? Did you forget your legs inside? Go sit down right now!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's chalk flew precisely over, interrupting his internal monologue.