Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 32

At the source of the commotion, people had gathered in a circle.

Pushing my way through, I found a male student with an obviously nasty personality intimidating a trembling female student.

A plastic cup rolling across the floor.

Red liquid pooling on the ground.

Stained shoes.

That alone was enough to grasp the situation.

“Do you have any idea what kind of shoes these are?”

“I-I’m sorry…”

“These shoes are made of wyvern leather. Even if your whole family pooled their annual salaries, it wouldn’t be enough to pay for one shoe… and now there’s a stain on them?”

“I-I really, i-it wasn’t on pur—”

The terrified girl kept her eyes fixed on the ground.

She tried to back away, but two male students in the lackey position blocked her escape.

“Heh, what’s she even saying?”

“You dumb or something? Why can’t you talk straight?”

The girl’s legs gave out, and she collapsed right there on the spot.

The main villain then approached and stuck his foot out toward her.

“If you’re really sorry, you should show some sincerity.”

“S-sincerity?”

“Wipe it.”

Behind the villain, the lackeys snickered vulgarly.

“Hey, at least give her something to wipe with.”

“Want us to get you a rag?”

“Idiots.”

The villain flashed a chilling smile.

One corner of his mouth lifted crookedly—the quintessential villain’s grin.

“You don’t necessarily need a rag to wipe something, do you? There’s clothes, and if that doesn’t work, there’s always hair or tongue. If you’re really sorry, that is.”

‘Ooh!’

I couldn’t help but let out a gasp of admiration.

So villains aren’t made overnight either!

You need unwavering resolve to stomp harder on someone who’s already pitiful and trembling before you.

And you need to come up with creative solutions like ‘wipe my shoes with your hair or tongue.’

“Why don’t you stop? It’s just some spilled juice.”

That wasn’t my voice.

One of the bystanders couldn’t take it anymore and intervened.

The villain’s face twisted at this.

“Do you have any idea who I am?”

“Whoever you are, once you’re enrolled in the academy, we’re all the same. Stop bullying your classmate.”

“Hehehe, look at this hero.”

“Ignorant folks are always the brave ones.”

The two lackeys snickered as they roughly draped their arms over the anonymous hero’s shoulders.

“This guy’s the eldest son of Sangrang Guild, Baek Hyeonjung.”

“……”

“Still wanna play hero?”

Ah, so that’s Baek Hyeonjung!

No wonder he seemed like such a cookie-cutter villain.

Baek Hyeonjung was an early-game villain who appears as the heir to Sangrang Guild.

Sangrang Guild is essentially a mafia organization specializing in theft, extortion, and loan sharking.

Getting tangled up with those types means endless trouble down the road.

Perhaps that’s why the spectators fell silent and looked away.

The anonymous hero who’d mustered courage just stood there, face pale, staring at the ground.

“Pathetic.”

Baek Hyeonjung spat out a contemptuous sneer, then approached the girl again and thrust his foot forward once more.

“Now what? Too much time’s passed and it’s getting sticky. Guess you’ll have to use your tongue now?”

Wait… he seriously wants her to lick his shoes?

No, this isn’t the time for that!

Witnessing a thug event for the first time was so fascinating that I’d accidentally switched to spectator mode.

If I’m going to step in, now’s the moment.

“What now?”

When I walked forward with heavy steps, Baek Hyeonjung lifted his head irritably.

But then he flinched when he saw me.

He’d recognized Yeon Sora—the freshman representative who’d just delivered eye-level education at the auditorium moments ago.

“This isn’t your business, so mind your own and keep walking.”

“You’re the one blocking the way, aren’t you?”

Heh—

Baek Hyeonjung’s fury gauge must have spiked from my smile, because he started trembling finely.

The stare-down continued for a while.

“Tch, just my luck. Let’s go!”

Baek Hyeonjung ended the standoff early.

‘Huh? You’re just leaving?’

That wouldn’t do.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?”

“……”

“Like a dog with its tail between its legs.”

“……”

“Scared?”

I followed him persistently, trying to pick a fight, but Baek Hyeonjung ignored me completely and headed for the refreshment table.

“Yeon Sora, right? It looks like he’s learned his lesson now, so let’s just leave it at that.”

“Yeah, messing with someone like him will only hurt you.”

The bystanders were offering me kind words.

At this rate, Yeon Sora would only leave behind a heartwarming story about rescuing a poor girl.

‘Being a villainess isn’t something just anyone can do either.’

Nothing in this world comes easy.

Being a villainess is also a field that requires its own skills, techniques, and practice.

Let’s learn step by step from here.

‘What did he do again…?’

I decided to use what Baek Hyeonjung had just demonstrated as my textbook.

Baek Hyeonjung was a talent who’d received early villain education from a prestigious villain family.

If I imitate him, I should at least manage the basics.

Lesson ① Don’t let someone who’s tucked tail just walk away.

You must stomp harder on someone who’s already pitiful.

Keeping that in mind, I tailed Baek Hyeonjung.

“?”

He shot me a bewildered look from across the way, but I just smiled sweetly back at him.

Now, next is…

Lesson ② The bullying must be dramatic.

You need to create a scene that inflicts humiliation.

Like making someone lick your shoes with their tongue.

It has to be visually obvious at a glance—’Oh my!’

Ideally, the harassment would be extreme and creative, but since this is my first day as a villainess, I decided to stick with a cliché for now.

Just then, I spotted a cup filled with red juice. I picked it up and approached Baek Hyeonjung.

The moment I positioned the cup above the villain’s head and started to tilt it—

“What do you think you’re doing?”

One of the lackeys grabbed my wrist.

But I couldn’t afford to panic here.

Lesson ③ Make full use of whatever notoriety you have.

Just as Baek Hyeonjung had invoked the Sangrang Guild name, I just needed to leverage my own.

I flashed the lackey a cold smile.

“Do you know who I am?”

Yeon Sora was the freshman representative, evaluated as having catastrophe-class potential.

The lackey hesitated for just a moment—and in that instant, I switched the cup from my right hand to my left and emptied its contents over Baek Hyeonjung’s head.

“What the—! Fucking—! A-are you insane?”

His mouth was running, but he didn’t have the courage to actually touch me.

Baek Hyeonjung only stumbled backward.

But a person must stay true to the fundamentals.

Lesson ① Don’t let someone who’s tucked tail just walk away.

You must stomp harder on someone who’s already pitiful.

Where do you think you’re running off to?

I matched his retreat step for step, continuing to pour the juice on him.

While doing so, I thoroughly adhered to another fundamental.

Lesson ② The bullying must be dramatic.

You need to create a scene that inflicts humiliation.

Rather than dumping it all at once, I went slowly, taking my time.

Like watering a plant—a thin stream, like a baby’s trickle, baptizing him drop by drop.

After emptying the cup completely, I tossed it on the ground and smiled sweetly.

“Shall I help you wipe that? I don’t have a rag, but I can make a fire for you.”

At the words of a catastrophe-class Flame Mage offering to start a fire, the villain’s face went pale.

“You—d-do you really think you’ll get away with this?”

Heh—

“C-crazy bitch!”

The villain fled with his face flushed scarlet.

This time, not a single bystander approached me.

They were all looking at me like I was insane.

‘Yes, this is it!’

A villainess must prove herself through action.

I couldn’t rely on things like eye-level smiles. What if there were people who held the common belief that ‘you shouldn’t judge people by their looks’?

Besides, it wasn’t like I could just go around slapping random passersby, so I’d been looking for a suitable villain to make an example of—and thankfully, one had shown up on his own.

Lucky me!

With my villainess debut complete, shall I get going now?

‘But why is she still sitting there?’

The girl from earlier was still slumped on the ground.

Despite looking so pitiful, nobody was approaching her—which was strange.

When I walked over and extended my hand, she flinched and looked up at me.

Purple bob cut, purple eyes—a doll-like girl.

Could it be… Han Boram?

“I-I-I can stand up by myself!”

【Intimacy has been formed with a story character.】

【Would you like to check now? Y/N】

It was indeed Han Boram.

She’d kept her head down the whole time, so I only recognized her now.

“I-I’ll be g-g-going now!”

Han Boram shot to her feet and bolted.

She ran without looking where she was going, crashing into several people along the way.

At this rate, that’s going to be a problem…

“Ugh, what the hell?”

“How annoying.”

Sure enough, she was getting an earful of complaints.

‘Should I go after her?’

…Yeah, right.

When Yeon Sora runs, she turns into a marionette puppet.

Besides, Han Boram is S-Class.

Even if I don’t rush, I’ll see her again soon enough.

* * *

I gulped down cold water, taking a moment to congratulate myself.

‘I actually did it!’

My heart was racing with tension and excitement.

Baek Hyeonjung is a villain who later cripples several classmates.

You might think pouring juice on someone like that is no big deal, but—

‘I actually did it, dammit!’

In my previous life, I’d never once left a hate comment and had never even killed a mosquito.

And now I’d administered justice!

Plus, my villainess debut was a success!

I sipped my water while checking the forum, and posts were already going up.

———==

[YSR Real-Time Update (121)]

(Photo)

Freshman welcome party

YSR administering justice to a classmate blocking the way

———==

Someone among the spectators must have had recording equipment.

Thanks to that, the post even had a photo attached.

Yeon Sora with merciless eyes, wearing a wicked smile as she poured juice—the very picture of a villainess.

The image was so striking that the reactions were strong.

— Damn

— Had a bad feeling about her ever since the enrollment ceremony

— Wait she actually did this in front of witnesses?

— Not defending YSR but the guy who got hit is the Sangrang Guild heir. His hobby is literally school violence

↳ If it’s Sangrang Guild then fair enough

↳ Accidental justice lolol

↳ Do you all not have brains? So just because the other guy is SRG, doing the same thing back makes it justice?

↳ That’s what ‘they’re both the same’ means. Why can’t you read context?

— Need explanation

— I was there from the start.

↳ Sangrang Guild was bullying a girl when YSR barged in

↳ Said she’s fine with bullying but don’t block the way, told him to scram to a corner

↳ BHJ ran away but YSR followed. Called him a dog with its tail between its legs, asked if he knew who she was, verbal abuse etc.

↳ People tried to stop her but juice justice anyway (see photo)

— Standards completely below expectations

— But following him even when he runs and continuing to pour is funny lolol

— Both have trash personalities;;;

Not bad.

I’d administered justice, but because it was a mud fight, Yeon Sora’s notoriety remained intact.

This should be enough flavor.

〔Opening Destruction Prevention TO DO List.txt〕

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☐ Make Gyeon Junhwi class representative this year, student council president next year (Importance ★★★★★) ➝ Yeon Sora must not run in the student council election!

➝ Find out the detailed method tomorrow immediately!

➝ If this fails, the world ends!

➝ ✓ Yeon Sora’s villainess debut success! No way she’ll run in any election now~!

Wrapped up a tricky setup in just one day!

Sure, I solved it through improvisation, but… isn’t that kind of impressive?

I was feeling rather pleased with myself when—

“Yeon Sora.”

A low voice came from behind.

Turning around, Yeom Juwan stood there with a stiff expression on his face.

“Come with me.”