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

If Qianyu simply says, "I'm sorry, my tone was too harsh that day," she will definitely back down gracefully and generously forgive him.

Qianyu looked at her talking to herself with eyes full of affection as if she were looking at someone who was mentally challenged.

Is this woman out of her mind?

"say what?"

You're overthinking it. I'm just passing by. If there's nothing else, please move aside.

"Hey! This is so awkward!"

"Are you still going to play dumb? Honestly, men are such a hassle."

Eriri rolled her eyes, but a suspicious blush appeared on her face as she fidgeted with the ends of her hair, her gaze wandering elsewhere.

"It was yesterday morning at school. I know you said those things because you were too tired or you took the wrong medication. I can understand that... Anyway, none of that matters anymore."

"Considering we've known each other for so many years, I won't really take this to heart. As long as you apologize sincerely, even if it's not entirely genuine, I can barely overlook it."

Eriri rattled off all the lines she had prepared, then blushed and waited for Chiba's response.

Qianyu hadn't heard a single word and was planning to just leave.

But after taking a few steps, he suddenly realized what was happening and looked at the other person.

"Wait, what did you just say? Yesterday?"

What happened in Chapter 61? Did they load a save file?

You mean yesterday?

Kazama Chiba looked at Eriri, who was giving him a look that said, "Come and comfort me!", and felt nothing but absurdity.

He's been through so much and collected so many Clow Cards, how could only a day have passed?

Moreover, my phone shows that today is Saturday.

"Haven't you recently suffered some kind of amnesia from a stroke of good luck?"

He couldn't resist and shoved the phone right in Eriri's face. "Look for yourself, what's the date today?"

"what?"

Eriri was startled by the sudden movement and instinctively leaned her head back.

She glanced at the screen, and the haughty air of a spoiled young lady on her face instantly turned into disdain for someone looking at an idiot.

"Kazama Chiba, are you so desperate to apologize that you've gone crazy? You even changed your phone's time just to save face? Stop kidding me, today is clearly Tuesday!"

"Tuesday?"

Qianyu put her phone away.

Eriri may have an awkward personality, but she's definitely smart.

As a top student and a renowned illustrator, her sensitivity to time is even higher than that of the average person.

After all, the deadline is a Damocles' sword hanging over every artist's head.

If even she is so certain...

Qianyu suddenly turned around and grabbed a passing otaku.

"Hey buddy, I need to ask you something. What's the date today?"

The otaku was hugging a life-sized body pillow and grinning foolishly when he was suddenly grabbed, leaving him a little bewildered.

"Huh? Today? Thursday? What's wrong? Isn't the comic convention open all the way until the weekend?"

Are you sure?

"How can I not be sure? I have a limited edition item that's releasing today, so it's definitely true."

"Thursday? That can't be right!"

At that moment, a cosplayer who was fixing his wig overheard this and immediately chimed in.

"Today is clearly Friday! I specifically asked my boss for leave before coming here! If it were Tuesday, would I still get my perfect attendance bonus?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Are you all sick in the head?"

Another passerby joined the group chat.

"I've worked three days already! If today were Friday, I'd be laughing in my sleep! Today is definitely Wednesday!"

……

Without realizing it, my social circle shrank, and more and more people were drawn into this inexplicable debate.

It's like pouring a ladle of water into a pot of oil.

The previously harmonious comic convention instantly erupted into chaos because of this seemingly silly question.

The dates given by each person are different.

Some say it's Wednesday, some say Thursday, and one even ridiculously shouted that today is the first of next month.

Everyone took out their phones and watches, confidently proving that they were right.

Strangely, even though everyone's phones showed different dates, no one seemed to think anything was wrong. Instead, they all accused each other of using fake dates.

The entire inner hall instantly transformed into a madhouse filled with logical paradoxes.

"This……"

Qianyu loosened her grip on the otaku's collar and looked at the group of people who were in a state of cognitive confusion, feeling a chill run down her spine.

This is not simply a memory lapse.

It's like time and space were shattered and then haphazardly pieced back together by some incompetent editor.

"Qianyu! Something's wrong!"

Just then, Xiao Ke, who had been lying on his shoulder pretending to be dead, suddenly got angry.

It clung tightly to Qianyu's clothes, its voice filled with obvious terror.

"Magic! The magic concentration here is skyrocketing! And it feels like a tsunami is hitting!"

Before it could finish speaking...

A strange green light burst forth without warning.

In that instant, the world seemed to be slowed down.

The green light was like a thick layer of grease, instantly covering the entire field of vision.

Qianyu felt as if her thoughts had been slowed down.

The surrounding noise was drawn out into a low growl, and the air became incredibly thick, making it extremely difficult to even lift a finger.

Followed by.

A strong, sticky feeling enveloped his entire body.

It was like being thrown into a bucket of amber that hadn't yet solidified.

My vision began to blur, and my consciousness experienced a momentary break.

……

Light and shadow shift, heaven and earth hang upside down.

When that nauseating dizziness subsided, and when vision refocused...

"Since we're so close, would you like to check out my new work? It's a story about the 'real protagonist'."

That soft, sweet voice once again entered Qianyu's ears.

Qianyu blinked.

Standing before him was the strange pink-haired girl who called herself Akane Shinjo, handing him a sketchbook with monster drawings.

Her expression was excited; the way she handed him the notebook, her eyes, even the frequency with which the fat man passing by wiped his sweat—it was exactly the same as what he had experienced just minutes before.

"..."

Qianyu looked at the pretty face so close to hers, then glanced around.

Everything has returned to square one.

Or rather, it's already in the past.

"Loaded a save file?"

As a transmigrator with extensive gaming experience, this sense of déjà vu is incredibly strong.

Qianyu cursed under her breath.

This kind of mechanism that only appears in games has actually been brought into reality?

And it's a forced rollback?

"The Time!"

This time, before Qianyu could even speak, Xiaoke had already poked her head out of her backpack and said quickly in a low voice.

"That green light is absolutely right! It's the magical fluctuation of time reversal! The Time Card just activated Time Reversal, resetting everything here back to a few minutes ago!"

"I see."

Chiyu's brain was working at lightning speed.

That makes sense.

Why is the time perception of the people here so confused? Why did that person go to such lengths to lure him in?

This is essentially a giant time prison.

To avoid attracting attention, Chiba ignored Shinjo Akane, who was still waiting for his evaluation, zipped up his backpack, and turned to leave.

He wasn't in the mood to argue with this inhuman monster chef; he needed to find a place to clear his head.

"What are you feeding me... it's that same reaction again."

A somewhat disappointed voice came from behind.