I Really Don’t Want to Fall in Love with the Female Supporting Character [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Breakup

“Your order has been delivered. Please proceed to the next destination.”

A delivery worker in uniform ran out of Building 4 of Qiyang Garden, wearing a foul expression and moving with hurried steps.

This was an ordinary scene for this time of day, but no one could see the auspicious cloud floating before Xi Jiang’s eyes. It was of a pure color, so intelligent that it would automatically swerve around physical objects, thoughtfully ensuring it never obstructed her vision.

Floating upon it were lines of text in colorful fonts:

“My only motivation for going to work every day is watching the King of Hell struggle to deliver packages and takeout.”

“Hahaha, **, truly what goes around comes around. Who told you to act as arrogant as the Heavenly Dao’s own son in the Upper Realm? Now that you’ve been sent back to the furnace to be reforged, does it feel good?”

System Notification: An Immortal in the live stream room was struck by a bolt of Heavenly Thunder and forced to log out. Fellow Immortals, please use civilized language and mind the taboo words.

“The Judge did a good job. Honestly, aside from her sour face, Luo Fengming has managed the life and death of various small worlds perfectly over the years. What is there to complain about?”

“Little Luo~ hurry up and retrieve those fragmented souls so you can come back to the Upper Realm and fight. It’s been a foul mess here since you left.”

Xi Jiang wiped away her habitually foul expression. She patted her cheeks, forced a smile, and hopped onto her “Little Moped” by the roadside to head to her next destination.

“Understood.” The breeze carried away her soft response. She had grown used to this extra live stream room and would occasionally reply in a whisper, never letting anyone discover her self-talk.

One morning, she had suddenly awakened. Or rather, she gained a set of memories that didn’t originally belong to her.

She was the King of Hell (Yama), governing the Underworld that existed outside the three thousand small worlds. She was a supreme High Immortal who presided over life and death.

However, due to a moment of carelessness, she let the ancient evil artifact, the “Soul-Attracting Lamp,” escape. The lamp had whisked away a fragmented soul with intense resentment and fled to an unknown world.

Every High Immortal must go through countless reincarnations to eventually achieve nirvana and ascend. The Heavenly Dao punished her by sending her back to the furnace for reconstruction, wiping out her thousand-year performance record, and ordering her to retrieve the fragmented soul.

Judging from the punishment, this escaped resentful soul was likely a major threat, but what did that have to do with her? She was just an ordinary person forced into this “business.”

Just then, fireworks seemed to explode before her eyes.

“The 9999th High Immortal has gifted you 100,000 Spirit Coins.”

This was the universal currency of the Upper Realm. Not only could it buy various rare treasures, but it was also essential for keeping the Underworld running.

Since Luo Fengming was forced to wander through various small worlds, the Underworld lacked a leader and was so poor they could barely keep the pot boiling. The Judge had no choice but to follow the modern trend and start a small live stream, hoping Luo Fengming wouldn’t beat her up upon her return.

Admin/Judge efficiently transferred all the Spirit Coins into the Underworld’s account.

“Luckily her original consciousness was stripped and her magic is gone, otherwise how could we see such a gentle little King of Hell?”

“Go, Little Xi! This Immortal will help you reach the pinnacle of life.”

Xi Jiang wore a faint smile, ignoring the clamor in the live stream, and even began humming an unknown, light tune to herself.

The horizon gradually began to glow with the light of dusk, and the reddened clouds seemed to churn.

Her best friend, Qin Lin, suddenly called. Her voice was so loud it sounded like it was on speakerphone, sounding incredibly agitated:

“Xi Jiang, are you a freaking ‘Simp’ or what? Who spends money on a girlfriend the way you do—tuition, living expenses… and now you’ve quit your job and left the city you lived in for years just for her?”

Xi Jiang parked the moped by the road and held the phone a bit further away, only to hear the voice get even more explosive: “If you’d at least slept together, it’d be one thing, but you haven’t even had a little kiss! You’re acting as a girlfriend but you’re basically a ‘painless’ mother!”

Xi Jiang still maintained her light smile, her clear voice seemingly able to soothe any fire: “Don’t worry. Didn’t I move here because I was afraid the long distance would make the feelings fade? Things will get better.”

In truth, she only came here because she had become aware of her original life path. She knew she was about to be betrayed by her girlfriend. Originally, she should have stayed in her original city, worked hard after the betrayal, and relied on her innate luck to become highly successful.

But that would be too boring.

She wanted to fulfill a regret that had never been settled in her original life: to find that girl with a mole between her brows who had always appeared in her dreams.

If she couldn’t find her here, she would change to another city and keep looking.

There was a long silence on the other end. Qin Lin seemed to sigh, her voice much softer when she spoke again: “Forget it. With your personality, ask yourself—do you even have feelings for her? All these years, all you’ve had are cooing voice messages and texts crying about being broke and asking for money.”

She paused: “If you’re lacking love, tell me. I can introduce you to plenty of pretty girls, guaranteed you won’t be lonely all night~”

“Enough.” Xi Jiang laughed and scolded her. Seeing that her order was about to be late, she quickly started the moped: “I have to hang up now.”

“Hey, hey! I wasn’t finished!”

She briskly hung up. After finishing a delivery at a dormitory building, only one order for the teaching building remained. Just as she was musing that this student was quite diligent even on the weekend, her peripheral vision caught a familiar figure.

The auspicious cloud in the live stream room hovered around her like a drone.

“It’s your girlfriend! Chase after her and see!”

“I see with my third eye that your girlfriend is holding a man’s arm. Hurry!”

Xi Jiang parked her moped, looking a bit hesitant.

“She should be having an academic exchange with a friend. It wouldn’t be good for me to go over now, right?”

“Don’t be stupid, go over there!”

“Silly girl, pats head.”

This was a small wooded green area with a pebble path in the middle, furnished with wooden benches and tables.

Xi Jiang had a nervous expression. After hesitating, she finally stepped into the woods with a smile on her face, though she was sneering in her heart. Xu Lingling was supposed to break up with her over the phone next month, citing that the gap between them was too large and there was no future.

After walking a few steps, through the dappled shadows of the leaves, she saw two people passionately kissing on a wooden bench from a distance.

Xu Lingling was leaning into a man’s embrace, kissing him with abandon. From Xi Jiang’s angle, she could even see the silver bridge of saliva reflecting in the light. A wave of nausea hit her instantly, and she ran to a nearby trash can to gag.

“Don’t, poor thing.”

“The dignified King of Hell—this is too tragic.”

“The 888th High Immortal has gifted you 100,000 Spirit Coins.”

“The 9th High Immortal gifted you a Tractor.”

“Luo Fengming, do you have any backbone left? Rush up and give her a ‘Hell Uppercut’ combo.”

Xi Jiang rested for a moment. Her voice was weak and her face pale, but she curled her lips into a slight smile.

“It’s fine. I’ll just consider my efforts as having been fed to a dog.”

The live stream room instantly grew more furious. Fireworks exploded one after another in a riot of colors, and the entire auspicious cloud darted around irritably.

Deep in Xi Jiang’s eyes, there was total calm, yet she still chased after them when she realized the two on the bench had disappeared.

Exiting the woods led to a straight campus road. Xu Lingling was standing by the roadside, waving enthusiastically as she watched a champagne-colored sedan drive away.

She was wearing a white dress of high quality, her long hair straightened perfectly. When she turned around and suddenly saw Xi Jiang in her delivery uniform, she was momentarily dazed.

Xi Jiang’s hair was messy, and her bare face looked haggard; she looked no different from any passerby. She simply asked with reddened eyes: “Why?”

“Why what?” Xu Lingling made a snap decision, acting as if she didn’t know Xi Jiang. But a second later, she stepped forward with the same expression, her voice low but dripping with heavy sarcasm:

“I am a top student now, and what about you? If you like me, staying hidden in the background is one thing, but running in front of me to deliver takeout—haven’t you embarrassed me enough?”

“Then let’s break up.” Xi Jiang lowered her head, looking at the tiny mole between her brows, her heart filled with nothing but cold indifference.

She and Xu Lingling were middle school classmates; one had dropped out, while the other had made it all the way to a key university.

She did have an obsession with moles between the brows, but she had been possessed by it these past few years. As soon as anyone with a mole approached her, she treated them like a lifesaving straw.

Xu Lingling suddenly took two steps back, shaking her head with a fragile look, shouting in a delicate voice: “What are you saying? How could I like girls? Aren’t we friends?”

Xi Jiang found this behavior strange, then sure enough, she saw several young men and women running over, all dressed fashionably. Someone called out: “Lingling, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just ran into a middle school classmate.” Xu Lingling spoke with hesitation, moving into the center of the group, causing the others to look over with looks of disdain.

“Probably another ‘toad wanting to eat swan meat’ (someone reaching above their station).”

Just as the snide voice spoke, a basketball being played by a boy on the nearby court suddenly flew out at a bizarre angle and slammed directly into the heads of the group.

The group shrieked in shock and walked away grumbling.

“A member of the live stream room violated the rules of the Heavenly Dao and was forcibly expelled.”

“Fellow Immortal~ well done.”

“Meow! She doesn’t even look at herself; she’s the toad here.”

“Little Xi, don’t be sad. We’ll crowdfund a girlfriend for you.”

“The 44th Fellow Immortal gifted you a Rainstorm.”

“To the person above, is this the ‘it always rains during a breakup’ trope? Silly.”

Gifts in the Celestial Live Stream were different from ordinary ones; any physical item gifted could be manifested in reality.

Xi Jiang showed a sincere smile. She slowly turned to walk back to where the Little Moped was parked, whispering: “Thank you.”

“No need, ahhh!”

“My Little Xi is so gentle.”

When she stepped back onto the pebble path, the hardness of the stones was very clear through her thin soles. Suddenly, a sense of desolation welled up, and a belated feeling of loss surfaced in Xi Jiang’s heart.

Not for anything else, but for that endless, indefinite search.

Just then her phone rang. Without looking at the number, she answered, her voice filled with grievance as she poured her heart out: “Qin Lin, I broke up. What should I do? I might never find that person. Why is it so hard to find someone with a mole between their brows!”

There was a long silence on the other end. Xi Jiang sensed something was wrong. She looked at the screen and saw a string of unfamiliar numbers.

Then, a cool, clear voice emerged: “My food is getting cold.”

Oh no. She immediately remembered she still had one takeout order. She bolted toward the Little Moped, apologizing to the other end of the line: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Delivering it right now!”

The embarrassment of that moment seemed to vanish, but when Xi Jiang sprinted to the teaching building and caught her breath, the embarrassment resurfaced right on cue.

The girl standing at the entrance of the teaching building had lazy, long curly hair. Right between her brows was a mole—light brown, neither too big nor too small, very beautiful. She was holding a book and wearing a thin trench coat. With an oval face, she was petite and elegant.

Even though she wore no makeup, she gave off the impression of being perfectly styled. Her expression was cold and distant. When she cast a fleeting glance at her, Xi Jiang felt her whole body go weak.

A sudden madness welled up in her heart. This was it—this was the one. The person from her dreams.

[Use: Rainstorm.]

Xi Jiang’s heart pounded like thunder, yet she calmly issued the command in her mind. Within moments, the sky was covered in dark clouds, and pitter-patter raindrops began to fall, growing heavier along with the sound of thunder.

She handed over the takeout, wearing a gentle smile full of apology.

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