There Is No Hidden Villain in This Novel Chapter 10

For the record, my proposal for a contract relationship was rejected on the spot. As for what conversation took place before that, well.

A lot happened.

First of all, I only found out after getting closer.

Ryuseong’s dormitory had changed. In the original story, he was in the Blue Dragon dormitory, but what do you know, he was now in the White Tiger dormitory. The moment my plan to pull some strings to get a member of the Blue Dragon dormitory and a member of the White Tiger dormitory to share a room was thwarted.

I felt dizzy for a moment, but that wasn’t what was important right now.

“Could we have a word for a moment?”

After walking straight toward him, I didn’t look at Ryuseong when I said this. I just looked around, and as if my intentions were fully conveyed by that, everyone stepped aside with embarrassed expressions. A corner spot was instantly transformed into a place for a secret conversation.

Only then did I soften my previously chilled expression and smile a little.

“It seems we have a lot to talk about.”

It was a painstaking effort to fit the concept of ‘Cassis de Millang,’ or so it would sound cool to say, but in reality, it wasn’t particularly difficult since I was just acting according to my own nature. I just had to act a little more refined and arrogant than my usual self.

That was Cassis de Millang.

“Now, the stage is set. Would you care to spout whatever you wish? If you don’t want that tongue of yours to be cut off?”

“Weren’t you the one who proposed a conversation? I don’t know what you want me to spout.”

I looked Ryuseong up and down as if he were contemptible and clicked my tongue.

“You said you wanted to be roommates, how impudent.”

Ryuseong’s thick eyebrows twitched. His presence was so overwhelming that when he glared at me, my heart skipped a beat.

Ha, you’re so fucking handsome, you are.

I seriously feel like if I could just sleep with him once, I could live off that memory for ten years.

But if it were Cassis de Millang, who doesn’t know the future where he becomes the final boss, he would say this.

“I found your intentions to be deeply unpleasant. As well as all the acts that followed. The next heir of the Halla-pa asking for a friendship with the young master of de Millang? I think anyone who hears that would call it bullshit, don’t you?”

Cassis is not one to leave an element he cannot control alone. The heir of the Halla-pa approaching the young master of de Millang to build a friendship? Cassis would try to expose his inner thoughts by any means necessary. Even if that ‘means’ is a major scandal.

…If I frame it like that, there’s nothing that deviates from the character of Cassis de Millang.

‘Isn’t that right, Ryuseong.’

You were the one who acted so damn suspicious first. ‘Cassis’ just pushed back to find out what was going on. It seems my fate of being summoned by the family head is inevitable now. I’ll think about that later.

I gave Ryuseong enough time to analyze my character. Now it’s time to observe Ryuseong’s reaction.

“So you entered into a mud-slinging fight to inflict a ‘punishment’ on me for being ‘impudent’?”

The words he put particular accent on were offensive. I could feel his displeasure to the bone, and well, what a situation.

What am I to do, our dear protagonist.

I’m one step ahead of you.

“Well now. I would like to politely ask who started the mud-slinging fight.”

“Have you no common sense? As long as you gave an opening, even if you had no such intention, everyone will spread sordid scandals about the Halla-pa and de Millang. How do you plan to handle it? Are you going to decorate the front page of the newspaper as you please and then prattle on that it wasn’t true? Do you think it can be handled with just that?”

“There’s no reason it can’t be true, is there?”

“What?”

For the first time, a ripple appeared in his unwavering gaze. It was the moment a person who had only said things that made sense was caught up in bullshit. As I quietly looked down at his agitation, I felt a stimulation of unknown origin.

Ryuseong, who didn’t go to the dormitory that matched his blue eyes. You, who killed your trauma head-on.

I don’t know what kind of change it is, but I’ll dig it up step by step.

‘It’s not like I’m going to die just because Ryuseong’s dormitory has changed.’

Right?

I stood elegantly with my arms crossed, tilted my head loosely, and smiled brightly.

“I propose a contract relationship. Since a scandal has already broken out, let’s try to make use of it. It seems you’re interested in me anyway, and I, as someone who also has a ‘reason’ to propose a contract relationship with you……”

Just then, Ryuseong held out his palm. He looked like he was about to faint.

“……There is something I have wanted to ask you many times, but have held back.”

“Then continue to hold back.”

Ryuseong did not hold back.

“Are you insane?”

“Oh, please. Forgive me the rudeness of asking whether you have had the experience of a first carnal union. If it is not your first time, it would alleviate the guilt I feel in myself for smiling at your greenhorn-like words and actions.”

It seems Ryuseong was about to retort in a fit of anger, asking if I had any experience myself, but then shut his mouth, feeling like he was being drawn into my pace. If he had let his open mouth prattle on, a funny situation would have arisen. Cassis’s body is a virgin, having maintained the family’s old-fashioned traditions, but I’m different, my friend.

“But what does it matter whether it is one’s first carnal union or not? As someone who believes that unless one wishes to maintain one’s virginity for religious beliefs, there is no need to place great meaning on things like a first carnal union or a first kiss, I beseech you, would you be willing to engage in a relationship with this Cassis de Millang?”

The answer that came back to that was precisely that.

“No.”

No buts or ifs, just no. A negation without any reason or anything else.

To that, I nodded obediently.

“As you wish.”

“I think there may have been a misunderstanding in my words. I clearly—”

“You refused. I know. So?”

“What?”

Ryuseong seemed to have completely lost his pace. His will-o’-the-wisp-like eyes were wavering. Suddenly noticing that his tie was loosely undone, as if someone had tugged on it in irritation, I placed a hand on his shoulder and leaned in. And.

I whispered softly in his ear.

“After all, you,”

Then I grabbed his tie.

“will be sharing a room with me, won’t you, from now on.”

I pulled it until he was on the verge of suffocating.

The fact that Ryuseong, in the next moment, pushed me away, who was intimately close, with a half-panicked expression, is something I, well. I won’t bother to mention it.

“……”

“……”

So, why did you do it. Why did you apply to be roommates. It’s something you did, so you can’t even retract it. Why did you impudently mess with the original story, Mr. Protagonist. Whatever your purpose is.

‘It just makes me want to tease you more!’

So much so that I want to whisper the words, ‘same room,’ with a strange implication.

Just as his lips, which he had pulled at his tie in irritation, were about to part to say something.

Pang! Pa-pang!

The sound of fireworks going off was heard from somewhere, and then suddenly, a stage effect like dry ice spreading appeared from the center. Unconsciously pushing the people around me back due to the sudden change, I awkwardly removed my arm from Ryuseong’s chest.

Oh dear, I didn’t mean to touch your chest or anything, but my hand just happened to land there. Wow…… my apologies, kiya…….

However, Ryuseong had a genuinely strangely contorted expression. I didn’t pervertedly grope his chest, so I don’t know why he’s already convinced that I had ulterior motives. It’s unfair. Of course, I did have ulterior motives. I’m sorry. But I pushed you back to protect you, so can’t you forgive me?

“You’ve managed to gather all the riffraff here!”

Just then, along with a booming shout, the fog began to slowly clear, revealing the person standing in the center.

As his figure was revealed, the cadets closest to him started to cover their mouths or let out screams, falling into a state of panic, and I, who had read the original story, knew the reason why.

That person’s flesh had long since rotted away due to a great curse. Therefore, the only flesh attached to his limbs was rotten skin. It was impossible not to be surprised when such a zombie-like being suddenly appeared.

His bones were exposed between the haphazardly cracked rotten skin, especially on his face. If it weren’t for the golden flames flickering in the orbital area inside his skull, one wouldn’t even be able to tell where his gaze was. Because the eyeballs are the first part to rot away.

The zombie gentleman, who had thrown the cadets into a state of shock, looked around and smiled slyly, then began to hide in the fog and flash from east to west, making the cadets scream.

“Uhehehe! Now, who am I. Guess, you brats. Brat! Where are you looking. You should be looking at me! Waah! Uhahaha, are you scared! How are you going to live as a conqueror when you get scared by something like this!”

“Master, that’s enough of your antics.”

And right around then, I stepped forward. Cassis was not one to miss a chance to show off his influence to those around him.

And what’s more.

“What are we to do if someone who is the Headmaster of the school devotes himself only to making the cadets cry.”

There was no way he would miss the opportunity to reveal his connection to the Headmaster of Area Academy, who thoroughly avoids external exposure.

“Hea-Headmaster? That skull……?”

“More importantly, he said master……?”

As I received everyone’s gazes, I genuinely felt it. An attention seeker is happiest when receiving attention. Cassis would have been the same. I am one hundred percent sure. Because he and I are of the same kind.

‘Or are we not? Am I a bit more severe?’

Excluding personality.

Excluding personality, I mean.