The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses – Chapter 178

VIP Chapter 176: Witch’s Box (4)
Undoubtedly.
The one in front of him…
The one with hearts in her eyes, who seemed to have used some witch’s tools to bind him fiercely to a chair-like device he didn’t know about…
was Liya.
Liya Felanmur Alermont—he actually remembered such a long name; it was the Liya who had been his tutor for three years at Entak First Academy.
Will fought against his consciousness, which was about to succumb to the drugs and fall asleep, and raised his head, trying hard to look at Liya in front of him.
This scene…
Ah, yes, it was this scene.
Every night he spent writing the Quest System, he imagined such a scene.
That one day, the teacher, who was usually tsundere and prone to blushing, but also quite delicate, would finally learn to express her true feelings.
She would deploy all the tools available to a witch.
Using her invincible bloodline and invincible magic, she would tie the person she liked to her private room, and fiercely grab his chin.
As she confessed her feelings, he would also have to confess his own.
Yes.
He had painstakingly, subtly taught her the benefits of speaking directly, and then gradually guided her to become more proficient with the witch’s tools…
All of this was so that he could witness the day of a “blackened, devoted, straightforward” Liya.
Finally…
Will half-closed one eye, his brain struggling to turn, trying to see Liya’s face clearly.
Damn it, why was he still so tired…
The Liya in front of him, and this room, were exactly as he had imagined… no, they surpassed his imagination.
In this moment, he truly felt a trace of happiness—it was like the joy of finally evolving a Pokémon he had painstakingly raised to level sixty-four.
But…
But!
Every night he imagined this scene, he had never considered…
that these things would be used on him!
Why was Teacher Liya here? He seemed to know that; Teacher Liya had found out he was missing and came to look for him—but she shouldn’t have ambushed him in a Dungeon just to find him!?
Then why had Teacher Liya blackened? He also knew the reason; it was because he had gradually cultivated it, starting with the Blood Mint Essential Oil and then guiding her through words.
…
Then…
Why…
Teacher Liya…
…would…
to…
himself…
to a cannon fodder villain who was clearly just a comedic character in the original work…
to a villain whose fate was always to meet a ridiculous clown’s death…
to a young master who didn’t even have much talent…
blacken?
This…
There must be… some plot he had missed.
Damn it, if only his brain were clearer. But in this state of fatigue and chaos, where he would fall asleep just by closing his eyes, he couldn’t think at all…
“Mmm… Will, you’re resisting your body’s heavy drowsiness so stubbornly, trying so hard to think about the reason… it’s really… adorable.”
In the few seconds Will spent thinking, Liya finally spoke.
She lifted the hand that had been holding his chin and slowly began to caress more sensitive areas—like behind his ear.
The light touch of her fingers tickled him, and Will flinched.
Her touch was filled with “desire,” yet also a profound “carefulness.”
It was a technique as if she were afraid of hurting him, yet it carried an intense, unbearable emotion.
More importantly…
Her fingertips were exceptionally scalding hot.
Will had touched Liya, who had used Blood Mint Essential Oil, countless times before, and she had been the same way then.
She was not normal right now.
Of course…
One could tell she was not normal just by looking at her.
But it was so strange…
He had always wanted this kind of Liya—he had always wanted a Liya who was this abnormal.
Why, looking at her like this now, was the first emotion he felt fear, and then…
pity?
This…
This was…
Ah… what was he thinking about just now…
Will’s consciousness grew hazy; he couldn’t even form a complete question anymore.
What had he been thinking about a second ago? Why had he started thinking about it?
It was bad. As he tried to verify this, he realized he couldn’t remember anymore, which meant he was about to fall asleep—
When a person enters deep sleep, their mind can no longer connect the two things they were thinking about…
But…
Before he completely succumbed to Liya’s “smoke” and fell asleep…
He opened his almost-closed teeth, his lips almost sticking together, and looked at Liya.
Liya looked at Will, whose chin she had tilted up. His hands were bound to the chair, and his forehead and brown bangs were covered in sweat.
But he was trying desperately to open his mouth, to say something to Liya in a voice as faint as a whisper—
“Teacher Liya…”
He asked intermittently—
“Why…?”
Then, his eyes closed softly, and he fell into a shallow sleep in her palm, his body utterly drained.
Liya smiled, satisfied.
However…
“What exactly are you asking ‘why’ about?”
Liya crossed her arms, a hint of confusion on her face.
“If you’re asking why I… did this…”
She crouched down.
Although Will was sitting bound to the chair, he had lowered his head. If she wanted to speak into his ear, she still needed to crouch down to be close to him.
“Let me think…”
She had so many, many reasons.
One was because Will had started looking at someone else, and if she didn’t do this, he would never look at her again.
One was that she wanted to take him away from the human world, to follow her, the witch, and have him look at her forever.
One was…
No…
The most fundamental reason was…
Liya lowered her head and gently reached out, stroking his brown hair, which was damp as if he had just taken a bath.
Although she looked only twelve years old, this gesture of Liya’s had a mature, motherly tenderness that was out of place for her age, like a mother doting on her child.
She leaned closer to Will’s ear.
Slowly, she whispered into his earlobe—
“Because I love you.”
“No need for subtlety, no need to beat around the bush, no need for pretense, no need for rhetoric, no need to escape… I’m saying it the way you taught me.”
“I love you.”
“Oh, right, you’ve fallen asleep. You can’t hear me.”
“It’s okay.”
“When you wake up…”
“I’ll say it again.”
She lowered her hand and suddenly felt like something was missing.
“No.”
“As many times as you want to hear it, I’ll tell you.”
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Meanwhile, Shuna, who had entered another door.
She stood before the door, arms crossed, not opening it directly, lost in thought.
“Vice-captain, there is indeed a door here.”
“However… if that’s the case, doesn’t it increase the probability that their path is a dead end?”
“Perhaps…”
Shuna nodded.
“Regardless, let me first test the depth of the Ice Queen’s power.”
“Wait, Vice-captain, there are only three of us now. Are you sure we should…”
“Should we retreat and wait for them?”
“No. As I see it, if we don’t defeat the Ice Queen, we probably won’t be able to reach where they are now.”
A smile appeared on Shuna’s lips.
“Also… who gave you the confidence that you’re here to help me fight the BOSS on the sixtieth floor?”
“Huh? Then why did you summon us…”
“You’re just here to ensure that I reach her at full strength.”
She stretched, then reached out and opened the door leading to the final BOSS floor.