There Is No Hidden Villain in This Novel Chapter 50

That was the last conversation I had with him just a moment ago, and as a result, the underlings around us spat out their food while eating. It was a sight where all their aristocratic dignity had died. Perhaps because of that, Ryuseong, as if he wanted to escape the scene, lifted me up and used a shrinking step technique to get to our room. As soon as he closed the door, he trapped me against the wall and said this.

“I knew you were a crazy bastard, but…”

“The more you see me, the more mysterious I am? Colorful? Fantastic, right? You want to sleep with me, right?”

“If you kept that mouth of yours shut for even a little while, I might want to.”

“Ah, then do you want to gag me?”

“…”

He reached his hand towards the bathroom, and instead of provoking the shy boy by saying he had excellent taste for wanting to do the deed in there, I brushed my teeth and came out. Ryuseong, in turn, brushed his teeth and, as soon as he came out, rushed at me and kissed me.

And that brought us to the present.

‘A kiss that feels like it will melt me is nice, but…’

To train him properly, I felt I needed to teach him ‘patience’ a little more. I once again forcefully pushed him away and narrowed my eyes.

“You’re impatient. Is your body heating up or something? Still, that’s enough for today…”

The next moment, he buried his lips in my collarbone. His bright blue eyes pierced through me.

‘Ha, fuck, how can a person be this handsome…’

I held my breath for a moment and forgot what kind of expression I was supposed to make while looking at him. I was so dizzily captivated that I only came to my senses when Ryuseong let out a sigh.

“You should tone down the provocation. If you knew what I was enduring, you wouldn’t be able to act like this either.”

“What do you mean… When did I ever provoke you? I was simply suggesting we stop the skinship at an appropriate line. Yes, that’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“If you’re going to be shameless, at least be perfect about it.”

“When did I…”

“If you’re going to act so detestable, don’t show your bare face,” he said.

W-what is this now? Did my acting fail at some point? Did I let out a perverted, monstrous smile or something?

But I didn’t even have a chance to ask. He nibbled on my lips, nipping at them playfully, before giving them one firm bite. Hard enough that it might have drawn blood.

I was about to protest, but…

“Why do you like me?”

Ryuseong, who let his lips fall away like a sigh, distorted his eyes and suddenly threw out an incredibly cute question, making me lose my words.

No, I mean. What should I say? I know one thing for sure. I absolutely should not answer sincerely…

“Rather than liking you, it’s more that my lower half is attracted to you, you see?”

Ah, oops!

I gave him my true feelings?!

“…”

“…”

“Mr. Ryuseong.”

“Should I be glad that it didn’t deviate from my expectations?”

“It’s a misunderstanding.”

“No, on the contrary, it’s clearing my head.”

“Are you hurt?”

“As if that would be possible?”

“Then let’s continue what we were doing…”

“Get away from me. Just get out.”

“Where do you think I have to go? Should I curl up in the hallway, heartbroken and lonely after being rejected, sob, and fall asleep?”

“Shut up and go to sleep before I knock you out.”

So I curled up in bed.

I tried pretending to sob for a bit, but a pillow flew at me, so I decided to stop.

‘Oh dear, what should I do about this…’

That bastard seems genuinely pissed…!

‘The effect of playing hard to get is probably all gone now…!’

And on the fateful next day, Ryuseong went so far as to not feed me breakfast, not give me my medicine, and just left abruptly by himself, then went and sat alone in the lecture hall.

No, there’s no rule that says lovers must sit together, but when the guy who stubbornly took the seat next to me even when my underlings were giving him looks to go away acted like that, it was incredibly conspicuous.

Should I say it felt like an automatic advertisement that the couple had a huge fight?

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Shin Myohan / Ihyang / Ryuseong / Haeyuna / Extra

The seating arrangement was like this, and Logan, Capone, and Dietrich, as if they were dumbfounded, made sounds like “Huh?” and looked back and forth between me and him. Haeyuna and Ihyang, who were sitting on either side of him, simultaneously attacked Ryuseong’s sides, giving him looks.

The extra I didn’t know seemed to be contemplating whether to get up or not. Only the clueless Shin Myohan was brazenly waving at me.

“Yo, Lord Cassis! Over here, here!”

“…”

“Your lover was already here!”

Hmm, why do the words of advice from my sunbaes, “Don’t do campus couples,” come to mind? But I was a damn shameless bastard.

“Good morning.”

—I said, smiling with my eyes, and took the seat behind Ryuseong. Whether it was obvious he was avoiding me on purpose or not, did I give a damn? Let’s see if the back of his head gets pierced by my glare.

‘It’s actually better for me since I feel clear-headed without taking the restorative medicine, you idiot.’

Since we’re bound by a contract relationship anyway, he won’t be like that for long. I can’t use the restorative medicine as an excuse to kiss him anymore, but I’ve been teasing him plenty until now…

‘Which means there’s no loss for me.’

O-of course, I have clearly reminded myself to restrain my true feelings. Let’s not cause such a disaster again in the future, myself.

The theory class, which I was taking with a clear head for the first time in a while, was truly boring.

Even in the practical training section, there were theory classes in between. Since the practical training was spectacular, insincere participation was impossible, but it was possible for theory. So these days, almost all the cadets were using it as nap time. Only I was listening to the lecture with a clear mind.

“Ahem, uh, according to Drye’s third law, if you do this, like this, then…”

It was when I was diligently taking notes.

“Yes, this must be a hint for the exam question. I’m sure of it.”

A sunbae, who was late and sneakily squeezed into the empty seat next to me where Ryuseong was supposed to sit, nodded to himself.

He was a repeater who was retaking the first-year class.

I could have reported him for being late, but seeing him sneak in smelling strongly of alcohol during the attendance check felt like I was watching my old self during my Korea University days, so I just let it slide.

Perhaps as a blessing in return, his muttering stuck right in my ear.

‘A hint for the exam question?’

A sunbae who is retaking a class also means that he can guess the likely questions on the exam.

After all, he would have taken the exam for this course once.

I began to analyze the question types by connecting the relationship between Drye’s third law that the professor just mentioned and the contents of the cheat sheets.

And the sunbae’s muttering was not over yet.

“Now is the time when the twelve signs of the zodiac align in a row…!”

‘Of course, yellow peaches are delicious…!’

“To discuss Drye’s third law at that time? D3?”

‘But is it yellow peach season right now?’

“This is clearly a sign that the exam paper is in the D3 drawer of the eccentric’s office…!”

“Are you a psycho?”

I was startled, thinking I had blurted out my true feelings. But those were not my words.

It was something that slipped out of Haeyuna’s mouth, who had been perking up her ears and focusing not on the professor’s lecture but on the muttering in the back seat. Ihyang was about to nod in agreement but seemed to belatedly realize that if the sunbae’s voice could be heard, our whispers could also be heard, and froze her head in place.

Regardless, the person called sunbae just grinned.

“Not a psycho, but a senior in life who exists to teach the right answers to the pitiful juniors.”

“…”

“…”

Everyone tacitly agreed that he was a crazy person and decided to ignore him. However, his eloquence was drawing in more and more cadets.

“Didn’t you notice from the academy’s custom of allowing the existence of cheat sheets? Ahrea does not despise those who obtain cheat sheets through connections. It only expresses admiration for their connections. Ahrea does not despise those who use their power to obtain cheat sheets either. It even says it doesn’t care if you get the answer sheets from past exams from the seniors. Do you still really not get it?”

I honestly just thought he would have a natural talent as a salesman, but in the meantime, Haeyuna and Ihyang, who had been concentrating, couldn’t bear the short silence as the sunbae took a sip of water from his tumbler and were swallowing their saliva.

The underlings were no different. Capone narrowed his eyes as if to urge him on, and Dietrich smiled and tapped the back of his hand.

And Logan spoke politely.

“Would you please tell us what it is that we do not know?”

“Kyah, this water is refreshing. Ahh. Anyway, right. Where were we? Oh, right. Ahrea is not a place to evaluate your study skills. It’s a thorough meritocracy that only evaluates one thing: ‘Can you achieve results?’ regardless of what abilities you use. Your academic background doesn’t matter. No, perhaps that’s why academic background has meaning. Graduating from this place means proving that you can overcome any hardship that comes your way with your own weapon. Right. Where should I start explaining…”

When he snapped his fingers, stars twinkled in the cadets’ eyes as well.

“The eccentric on the podium right now… Professor Goecherte has always given hints to the cadets. Not about the cheat sheets, but a hint about the location of the exam paper itself. Right now, at 9:38, with 21 days left until the exam, he is providing a hint that can only be stolen on that night.”

“…!”

“…!”

I was shocked by the fact that there were only 21 days left until the exam. But my friends seemed to be shocked at a different point.

“H-how did you…!”

“How did I find out? The answer is simple. Did you really think all the hints you found when looking for the cheat sheets were only pointing to the location of the cheat sheets?”

“No way…!”

“Of course, I wasn’t the one who found it. It’s a legacy passed down by generations of seniors. It was truly a series of time-honored hints. That’s how I came to know of Professor Goecherte’s amazing generosity, that he would condone anything you do as long as it’s before the guardian totem poles come running.”

“Ooh…!”

Around that time, my eyes met Ryuseong’s.

It happened because Ryuseong, who had been looking straight ahead despite the festival of nonsense, finally turned around, and we let out a sigh at the same time as if by agreement.

My fellow students. I know you’re desperate, but you guys should never touch investments…

‘What are you going to do with such gullible ears…’

Just then, the bell signaling the end of class rang. The con artist called sunbae laughed wickedly and was the first to kick open the door and run out.

“Tonight, it’s tonight. Remember the D3 drawer!”

I honestly didn’t want to think that they would actually believe those words. My underlings, and Ryuseong’s friends as well.

‘If you seriously believe that kind of nonsense, won’t life be a little tough?’

But it seems they want their lives to be tough.

When I met Ryuseong’s friends at the library and approached them to have a chat with Shin Myohan while I was at it, I heard this conversation.