The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 34 - Why Are You Here Too?

Meanwhile…

Leah, who had been failing her experiments for several days, kept telling herself that she was only interested in the methodology. There was absolutely no other reason.

Whatever happened to Will, she wouldn’t care! Absolutely not! She had no feelings for him whatsoever!

But…

She had to admit, there was one thing she couldn’t ignore.

Last Friday, when she had stormed into the classroom to confront Will, she had noticed, in that moment when she slammed her hands on his desk, that his desk was covered in insulting words written by his bullying classmates.

There was no doubt—Will was being bullied by his peers.

The insults on the desk provided some clues as to why. Most of it seemed to stem from Will’s lack of practical exam scores. The students likely saw him as weak and undeserving, believing that his father had pulled strings to get him into the elite class—after all, the Hysterm family was wealthy and well-connected, with no shortage of resources.

Leah had heard before that members of the Hysterm family always entered the elite class but were often targets of bullying. It was probably because the family excelled in business but was otherwise unremarkable in terms of strength. In her hundred years of life, the only Hysterm member she’d heard of with decent dungeon performance was the current family head. Every other Hysterm was labeled as “terrible at magic.”

Returning to Will…

When Leah saw the state of his desk, she had felt a twinge of pity.

After all, Will missing the practical exam was partly her fault. And regardless of the reason, bullying in school was simply wrong.

So, on this new Monday morning, unable to sleep, Leah had gotten up early.

She arrived at the classroom, cleaned Will’s desk, and, to prevent those brats from pulling the same stunt again, spent a considerable amount of money applying Stasis Gel. Thinking that might not be enough to deter them, she added a prank-like countermeasure spell often used by witches.

The spell would cause anything written on the desk to appear on the writer’s arm for a day. It was harmless but certainly frightening.

“I really… just wanted to do this so Will might… might see it as a favor and teach me how to complete my experiment. Nothing more!”

And then, before anyone arrived, she quickly fled.

She couldn’t let anyone catch her.

—But what would Will think when he saw it? Would he be happy? Would he figure out it was her? And if he did, would he… maybe thank her a little?

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Unfortunately, she hadn’t had any interactions with Will for the rest of the day, except for the brief moment she had spied on him in the morning.

But it was during that moment of spying that something else caught her attention!

While observing Will after fixing his desk, Leah noticed a pink envelope in his desk. He had read it and smiled so brightly afterward!

C-Could it be?!

Are kids these days already falling in love? Writing love letters, even?

Admittedly, Leah thought Will had a certain charm. His decisiveness, his cunning when executing plans, and… well, his face, made him stand out among the immature students.

But…

They had only been in school for three days!

During the morning homeroom, Leah had glanced at Will several times, trying to read his expression, but she couldn’t glean anything.

To make matters worse, Will noticed her staring and turned to look at her, forcing her to quickly avert her gaze.

Her heart, for some reason—perhaps because of the lingering effects of the fake coin—kept racing, making her feel restless as she stood at the podium.

She even scrutinized the girls in the class one by one.

None of them were cuter than her!

Wait, no…

None of them seemed like they had a crush on Will.

How could she tell?

If someone had a crush, they’d probably steal glances at him, right?

If someone had a crush, they’d avoid his gaze when caught, right?

If someone had a crush, they’d be restless and their heart would race when in the same space as him, right?

None of the girls in the class showed any of these signs!

So there couldn’t possibly be someone secretly in love with Will!

“Hmm… this one’s clearly with Felix, so not her. This one’s all about studying, so not her. This one’s… uh, a bit too plump. Even if it’s Will, I doubt he’d…”

Later, in her tiny office, Leah flipped through the class roster, trying to deduce who it could be.

But she dismissed every possibility. None of them seemed likely.

“I’m so curious! I have to know who it is!”

With her years of observing students, Leah could vividly imagine the scenario…

Will being called to a secluded spot, looking up through his glasses at a shy girl, his gaze fixed on her pink lips as he waited for her to speak.

And then… the blushing girl, mustering all her courage, would lift her head, look into his eyes, and finally confess…

Wait?

Eyes?

The reflection in Will’s eyes…

At that moment, Leah’s thoughts froze. The reflection in his eyes… wasn’t it… her?

That clingy student of hers—wasn’t she the one in his eyes?

There were no strange coins nearby, but just thinking about this made Leah’s heart race.

Why… why did she want Will to look at her?

Why was she so curious about who wrote the letter?

Why was she so curious about Will being confessed to?

Why was she wondering who Will’s eyes were looking at?

Why? Why? Why?

…

“Ah… how did I end up here?”

When Leah’s mind finally snapped back to reality, she realized she had left her office and was now standing at the classroom door.

Today, there was an outdoor practical class. To build the students’ physical fitness and teach them practical magic, the class had been held outside.

So the classroom was empty. From the door, she could see the sunlight streaming in unobstructed.

—Well, since I’m here, I might as well take a look!

Leah thought, reaching out to open the door. She glanced at Will’s desk and noticed a letter lying on the floor.

It seemed whoever had packed up hadn’t noticed the letter falling out.

“I-I’m just picking it up for him. N-No big deal.”

She accidentally caught a glimpse of the “meeting place” written in the letter.

Third warehouse by the back gate, fifth cabinet.

Alright!

Time to check it out!

—

Will held the pink letter in his hand, following the address written inside. He walked through a small forest toward the secluded warehouse.

“Sigh… seriously, how dumb do you have to be to fall for the ‘someone wants to confess to you’ trick and go to the warehouse they mentioned?”

Oh, right. It was “Young Master Will” from the original story. Never mind.

“Hmm, here we are. As expected, the door’s wide open. For a supposedly secure magical academy warehouse, this is completely unacceptable.”

In the original story, after being bullied and isolated for two days, Young Master Will had spent the weekend crying at home. On the third day, he found a pink love letter and genuinely believed someone had fallen for him. Overjoyed, he had rushed to the address, eagerly anticipating a shy, cute girl confessing her love…

—Honestly, the bullies really knew what they were doing. They understood psychological manipulation well.

And then, “slam.”

Just like now.

The door shut behind him.

Will turned to look at the door, tugging on it a couple of times to confirm it had been locked from the outside.

It was clear he had walked into this trap on purpose.

Holding the letter, he decided to play along, loudly reading out his lines.

“Oh no… I’m so scared… the door just shut on its own… what do I do…”

Then he turned to examine the cold storage room. It wasn’t very large, filled with gray metal shelves. The room was magically refrigerated, but since the door had just been opened, it wasn’t too cold yet.

This scene was one of the few in the original story that provided detailed setting and psychological descriptions for “Young Master Will.”

Here, the temperature would gradually drop due to the automatic door mechanism. The room was used to store important refrigerated items for the school.

This part of the story gave the cannon-fodder villain a rare moment of depth, describing his struggle against the cold, his reflections on his life, and his inner turmoil. It explained how he became such an aggressive and twisted character…

And then, five Chapters later, he was killed by a slime.

Yep, classic bad writing. No proper buildup, a rushed attempt to humanize the villain before killing him off.

Still, since Will had taken over this character, he had pieced together the young master’s backstory.

As a child, he had been quick to anger, especially after the death of his pet dog. Coupled with his father’s absence, he had grown up starved for affection.

By middle school, he was gullible and easily manipulated, often falling for traps. His frustrations and inability to cope with bullying made him lash out at others, developing PTSD and a tendency to prey on the weak.

Later, when he formed a dungeon exploration team, he naturally became the petty villain who took out his frustrations on the protagonist.

So, being locked in a freezer had been one of the few detailed scenes in the original story about him. Perhaps the author wanted to show that even despicable people had their own struggles before rushing to kill him off.

“Phew… just like in the original, there’s a clock here. That flame dragon stomach fluid really helps—I’m not feeling cold yet, though my stomach does feel a bit warm.”

Will wondered how long he should stay before acting. He turned around and saw…

“T-That…”

Standing before him, wrapped in an oversized robe, wearing a large hat, with golden twin-tails and crimson witch’s eyes…

Leah.

“Hi… Will… Will, what are you doing here…?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?!”