The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 22 - Tangled Fishing Lines

“Will! Hysterm!!”

Leah’s crimson eyes locked onto Will.

There was no mistaking it!

She had felt it last night while tailing him—the precious coin was on Will. But that terrifying maid of his had been glued to his side, leaving her no chance to act.

Now things were different.

At school, the maid was stuck outside the gates where she belonged.

Hmph, now it was the witch teacher’s domain!

As for this young master…

Leah’s red eyes glimmered faintly, her “witch’s eyes” allowing her to see the magical circuits and potential of her target.

Without a doubt, this young master was…

A weakling!

His talent was poor, and his magical circuits were average at best.

A weakling!

His physical abilities, based on his pre-admission tests, were far below average.

A weakling!

Hmph, nothing to be afraid of!

Leah silently celebrated the stroke of luck that had led her to this position. The class’s original homeroom teacher had gone on maternity leave, and with no one else available, she had swooped in to take over.

Now was the perfect time to use her authority to coerce this coin-stealing weakling into submission!

“Present!” Will stood up reflexively at her sharp call.

At that moment, Will was certain—she had taken the bait before he even cast the line!

Leah’s presence here wasn’t a coincidence; she was here for him!

Who starts roll call with a “W” name instead of beginning with “A” or ending with “Z”?!

“You didn’t participate in the practical entrance exam, did you?” Leah asked, deliberately bringing up a topic everyone already knew.

A few students snickered at her pointed question.

Will thought to himself, You don’t know why I missed the exam? It’s because of you, you broke witch taking shady jobs!

Well… maybe it was also partly his fault for tripping…

“Yes, I injured my dominant hand for magic recently, so I couldn’t attend,” Will replied in a pitiful voice, raising his bandaged right hand.

“You’ll need to take a makeup exam. You can’t go without practical scores—it’s crucial for mentor assignments later. So…”

A sly smile flashed across Leah’s face.

“Come to my office after class. As your homeroom teacher, I need to have a good, long chat with you~☆”

At that moment, both teacher and student were convinced the other had taken the bait.

—

The first class of the day was predictably uneventful, especially with Leah’s zero experience as a teacher.

She spent half the period reading out the school’s rules and regulations. When she realized there was still time left, she told the students to study on their own and pulled out a magic book that was bigger than her face.

And so…

The class dragged on endlessly!

Will spent the remaining time observing Leah, trying to gauge her intentions.

But…

She was too short!

And the book was too big!

He couldn’t even see her face.

When the bell finally rang, Will eagerly stood up, and Leah quickly followed suit.

Their eyes met.

Two fishermen stared each other down, waiting for the other to bite.

Their metaphorical fishing lines seemed to tangle in the air between their gazes.

“Well then, Will, come to my office after class,” Leah said in a voice so sweet it made her cringe internally.

“Of course, Miss Leah~” Will replied, deliberately softening his tone to sound like an obedient student.

“Follow me this way~”

As the classroom emptied into the bustling hallway, Will followed Leah through the crowd of students and teachers.

Will wasn’t worried about missing his next class—it was magic calculations, his best subject.

But…

Once they left the classroom, the dynamic between them shifted.

Leah walked briskly ahead, and just as Will caught up, she quickened her pace to maintain a distance.

Will found her behavior odd.

Leah found her own behavior even odder!

For some reason, when Will had stood up from his seat and started walking toward her, she felt… strange.

As he rose from the back row, he casually adjusted his notebook, tilted his head, pushed up his glasses, and rolled up one sleeve. Step by step, he walked toward her, the sunlight framing him as he moved.

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The closer he got, the faster her heart raced—so much so that her magical circuits, connected to her blood, began to spin faster as well.

She couldn’t even look directly at his face or eyes; otherwise, her heart would pound even harder.

So she kept speeding up, trying to put some distance between them. But he just kept catching up!

Leah started questioning herself. What was going on?

During class, she had glanced at Will a few times. This… this guy was actually kind of handsome. The glasses added a touch of maturity to his otherwise delicate, boyish face.

Could it be… Could it be that she was attracted to this weakling?!

No, no, no! He’s your student! And you’re at least… maybe a hundred years older than him? Get a grip, Leah! You may look like a twelve-year-old girl, but you’re still a teacher!

But then again, Mary did say the school allowed teacher-student relationships…

—No! Snap out of it!

—You can’t fall for a weakling!

Your mother warned you about this!

Falling for someone weaker than you only leads to tragedy!

Before Leah could untangle her thoughts, Will suddenly grabbed her hand.

A warm current seemed to flow from his fingertips into hers.

“So~ Miss Leah~ where are we going?” he asked, his tone playful.

“I-I… my office! And listen here! Don’t just grab your teacher’s hand so casually!”

“Alright, alright…”

Will noticed Leah’s ears turning red. Interesting.

Then again…

Considering she was a tsundere witch with little experience interacting with the opposite sex, getting flustered over something as simple as hand-holding was… well, expected.

Will’s face briefly lit up with a “mission accomplished” expression.

“Here we are. Come in.”

Leah’s office was tucked away in a quiet corner, far from the other faculty offices, which were usually shared spaces on the first floor. Her office, however, was sandwiched between classrooms and looked more like a repurposed storage room.

“It’s a bit messy. Here, your hand’s injured, so moving a chair might be difficult. Sit here.”

—The room did indeed resemble a storage space, cluttered with items strewn about. Only the desk against the left wall was relatively clean.

Leah, surprisingly considerate, pulled a chair over for Will and placed it in front of her.

Then she leaned against the clean desk, crossing her arms.

Amidst the disarray, Leah’s petite figure looked like a fragile doll forgotten in a dusty warehouse.

Alright, I’ve lured him into my private space. That coin is as good as mine!

—Leah’s flat chest puffed up with confidence.

Perfect, she’s initiated contact. This fish is as good as caught.

—Will’s self-satisfied grin showed his delight.