The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 28 - Come With Me

“Alright, Young Master, study hard! Eir… Eir will head back now.”

The next morning, Eir stood at the school gates, her tail swaying and her ears twitching, reluctant to leave.

“Young Master… if anyone bullies you, please tell me right away. Even though… even though the most I can do is beat them up for you.”

“Mm. Don’t worry. I went to school yesterday, and my classmates are super nice. There’s no problem at all, you can go back now.”

Classmates…

Super…

Nice…

As Will walked into the classroom with his bag slung over his shoulder, he was greeted by the expected sight.

His desk was covered in red crayon scribbles, with insulting words scrawled all over it.

Running his hand over the desk, he tried wiping it clean, only to find that the marks wouldn’t come off easily. They must have used some kind of magical material, likely mocking his lack of practical magic scores.

Still…

The insults on the desk—”Daddy’s boy,” “worthless without your father,” “you’re nothing without him”—weren’t entirely inaccurate.

Will could understand. When he’d read the original story, he’d also been annoyed by “Young Master Will,” the privileged aristocrat who relied on his father for everything. Attending the elite class of the First Academy, casually recruiting S-rank teammates for his adventuring party, using his family’s influence to clear every obstacle… and on top of that, being utterly incompetent and dragging everyone down.

Resentment toward the privileged was a natural emotion.

But now…

Now that he was the privileged young master, the one being bullied for it, the one everyone pointed fingers at…

He felt nothing but satisfaction!

If all it took to enjoy the perks of his family’s influence was a vandalized desk and a few glares at school, wasn’t that a great deal?

So his mindset remained calm.

He tossed his bag onto the desk, acting nonchalant, even smiling kindly as he glanced around.

In the second row, a blond boy in a green jacket named Felix seemed to be chatting, but his eyes kept darting toward Will.

Beside him, a girl with reddish hair named Belle, who had carefully applied makeup and lipstick, pretended to chat with Felix while also sneaking glances at Will.

To the left, a blue-haired boy with a gloomy demeanor and curly bangs covering half his face, named Hunter, was staring at Belle. When he noticed Felix and Belle’s gazes, he exchanged a look with Belle, nodded, and then turned his attention to Will as well.

“Oh… so it’s you three.”

People who commit petty crimes often can’t resist returning to the scene, more interested in the reaction than the act itself.

But when they saw Will casually place his bag on the desk and act as if nothing had happened, their expressions turned sour.

Will was quite pleased with his reaction.

He mentally noted the names and faces of the trio. During roll call on the first day, he’d memorized the names of everyone in the class.

He hadn’t expected to identify the ringleaders of the cliques so easily. Young people really didn’t know how to hide their intentions.

Will flexed his wrist.

Today wasn’t the day, but there would be plenty of opportunities to play “adult mind games” with these kids later.

Today’s target was… Leah.

Unlike Eir, Will didn’t have years to subtly influence Leah.

He didn’t have time for slow, subtle methods to blacken her personality. He needed to teach Leah how to become a yandere within the few years they’d be at Entark First Academy.

As Will pulled out his book and began attending class as usual, a furious shout from outside the door interrupted the quiet atmosphere—

“Will Hysterm! You brat, you’re finally here!”

Turning his head, Will saw a visibly angry Leah storming into the classroom, ignoring the row of students standing in her way.

Her robe billowed as she moved, and because she was shorter than some of the students, her face was barely visible as she passed through the crowd.

She stopped in front of Will’s desk.

Momentum caused her to stumble slightly, her oversized hat slipping to cover half her face.

“Leah?!”

Will could guess why Leah was so anxious to find him…

But…

Did she really have to bring it up in front of the entire class?!

She adjusted her hat slightly, revealing her bright red eyes tinged with a hint of purple. Her “witch’s eyes” locked onto Will with an intense glare.

“You… you, you, you…”

As the homeroom teacher, Leah struggled to find her words. Clutching the edges of her robe, she finally slammed her hands on Will’s graffiti-covered desk and shouted—

“What did you do to me?!”

Her face was flushed.

She was thinking about the strange sensations she’d experienced after using the coin last night.

“Huh?”

“Last night… last night, I’ve never, never felt anything like that before!”

She was utterly agitated.

She was thinking about how, despite the failed experiment, the surge in her magical circuits had felt incredible.

“Wait…”

“Will Hysterm, listen to me! You have to take responsibility for this!”

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

She was thinking about how, without Will’s help, she wouldn’t be able to figure out what had happened and continue her research.

The previously noisy classroom fell silent. All eyes turned to Will.

The more awkward the situation, the more oppressive the stares.

The more chaotic the scene, the more deafening the silence.

The more complicated the matter, the harder it was to explain.

Leah, just like in the original story…

Was a complete social idiot. She lacked basic common sense and often did the most unexpected things in public.

Will admitted it.

He had miscalculated.

First, she had barged into his life as his homeroom teacher.

Now, she was barging into his classroom with an incredibly misleading outburst.

This woman never failed to deliver when it came to public embarrassment.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“Uh…”

Will didn’t know what to say. He glanced around, silently urging Leah to notice her surroundings.

“Hmm? What’s wrong with the room?”

Leah flicked her twin-tails, then slowly turned red from the tips of her ears downward.

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She…

Had really…

Forgotten…

That she had taken over this class as the homeroom teacher!

In the past, when she wandered around the school, people often mistook her for a student. Even if they didn’t, few people recognized her.

But…

Now…

She was this class’s…

Homeroom teacher.

“Uh… the atmosphere… seems a bit off? S-s-students, what’s wrong?”

Leah’s brain short-circuited.

Ding-ding-ding—

The bell rang at that moment. Though this wasn’t her class, it meant the next teacher would soon arrive and see this awkward scene—and probably ask her to explain it.

“Oh, Miss Leah, are you talking about how you got mad at me during last night’s tutoring session because I performed so poorly?”

Will reached out and grabbed Leah’s small hand hidden beneath her robe.

“Ah!”

Once again, Leah felt the same sensation she’d experienced the night before. Her hand burned as if it were on fire. She instinctively tried to pull away, but Will’s grip only tightened.

So… so assertive.

This was the second time Will had suddenly taken control, the first being in her office. No one had ever treated her like this before.

W-what kind of student dares to defy their teacher like this?!

“Leah…”

Will softly called her name, his gaze signaling her to lead him outside.

“Oh… right, right, you-you brat! You made me so mad last night! L-let me teach you a lesson!”

Leah grabbed Will’s hand in return.

Her hand, smaller and softer than Will’s, felt delicate in his grasp, as if it might break with a little pressure.

“So, come with me!”