The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 175 - The Witch’s Box (3)

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Will pushed open the cold door, hoping it would lead him “out” of this terrifying and bizarre place…

And in that moment, a memory surfaced.

That story from the book—the eerie tale about the dungeon…

It seemed…

That aside from Shuna, who had read many books, and himself, there was someone else who knew the original text.

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It was an afternoon spent waiting for an experimental potion to brew.

The capital of Entark was blessed with clear blue skies and fluffy white clouds, making the day exceptionally pleasant. Yet, despite the beautiful weather, Will and Leah were stuck inside the lab, continuing their research.

But during the waiting period, the warm sunlight streaming in made the idle time feel peaceful and leisurely.

“Ugh… Sensei~ This book is kind of scary.”

Will tossed Dungeon Legends and Supernatural Tales onto the table in front of him, as if it were some cursed object.

“Hmm? What book is so scary? Let your teacher take a look.”

Leah, sitting across the table, was intrigued. She stood on her tiptoes and reached out to grab the book.

“It’s nothing. Just some unverified dungeon myths. It’s just… I’m not cut out for spooky stuff. I get too immersed. Even the parts clearly written to scare you make me jump.”

Will said this as he distanced himself from the book like it was cursed.

“Will, if you’re so scared of this kind of thing, why… did you borrow the book in the first place?”

Leah picked up the book, and without even asking Will where he had left off, she naturally flipped to the exact page he had been reading.

She began reading with great interest. Unlike Will, who had been visibly shaken by the content, Leah’s expression was one of mild curiosity, her brows furrowing slightly in confusion.

“Hehe… Leah! Sensei!”

“Huh?!”

Leah wasn’t startled by the book but rather by Will suddenly leaning in close. Her golden twin tails even bounced in surprise.

“You did that on purpose, didn’t you? Trying to scare me while I was reading?”

“Well… when people are in a ‘scary’ or ‘creepy’ environment, they tend to focus on one thing and let their guard down. Even if you’re not scared of the content, external surprises can still get you.”

“Wow, thanks for the lesson. I’ll remember that… though I’m not sure when I’ll ever use it.”

Leah crossed her arms but kept her eyes fixed on Dungeon Legends and Supernatural Tales.

“Let their guard down, huh? Speaking of which, Will…”

A mischievous smile, rare for Leah, appeared on her face.

“I think this is the first time I’ve seen you scared of something.”

“What… what are you planning?”

“Ahem.”

Leah cleared her throat.

She lowered her naturally sweet, girlish voice, making it sound like the eerie tone of a ghostly child from a dark fairy tale—

“They finally completed their exploration and reached the end of this floor. Deep within the floor…”

She began reading aloud from the book, line by line!

“The adventurer team discovered the door to the next level…”

“And to their shock…”

“There were two doors!!”

“Stop, stop, Leah-sensei, don’t read anymore.”

Will clutched his head, feeling a chill run down his spine—despite being well over thirty years old in both body and mind, he was still spooked by such stories.

“Alright.”

“Huh? You’re really stopping?”

Will looked up to find Leah sitting across the table, resting her chin on her hand. Though her fingers were on the book’s pages, her eyes weren’t on the text—they were on him.

The warm sunlight illuminated her crimson eyes, making them appear even brighter and more striking.

“Of course. I was just curious to see what you’d look like when you’re scared. You’re always so composed, acting like you have everything under control.”

“You’re kind of cute when you’re scared…”

Leah smiled softly, her lips curling into a gentle laugh.

“Will.”

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“Will.”

The voice calling his name now was so similar to the one in his memory, yet the tone and inflection were entirely different. It echoed in his ears.

“…?”

Will felt his entire body go limp, as if he had just woken from a terrible sleep, his body far from rested.

His head felt heavy, like it was filled with water.

It was as if he had inhaled something that clouded his consciousness…

Where was he?

Who was calling his name?

What had happened to him?

“Lea… Leah… Sensei?”

He opened his eyes, but his vision was blurry, the way it always was without his glasses.

His body seemed to be seated, but he couldn’t move—not because he didn’t want to, but because he physically couldn’t. Whether it was due to weakness or some form of restraint, his wrists refused to budge…

And standing before him…

Was someone very familiar.

“Hmm… even after inhaling that mist, you’re still somewhat conscious… That’s just like you, with your unyielding willpower.”

She was still wearing her signature purple witch’s hat.

Her twin tails, exuding an overwhelming aura of cuteness, framed her radiant golden hair, which stood out even more in the dimly lit surroundings.

And her petite frame…

“Come on, sit up properly…”

She was only two or three steps away. In Will’s blurry vision, she quickly closed the distance and stood before him.

“Come on, look at me properly…”

A small hand—its nails painted a blood-red polish—gently lifted his chin.

As she drew closer, Will’s vision finally focused on her face.

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No…

Even in his groggy state, Will wasn’t stupid.

Of course.

He should’ve realized it earlier.

Even if he really had stumbled into some supernatural dungeon legend, how could it match the story he’d read in the book so perfectly?

How could it all happen so coincidentally, right in front of him?

So…

From the moment he saw the two doors in the dungeon, he had already fallen into this trap—no, perhaps he had been ensnared the moment he entered this dungeon.

He looked up and saw Leah…

Her crimson witch’s eyes, now completely filled with pink hearts.

Passionate, like the fire magic she studied, her gaze burned into him.

“Come on, say my name properly…”

In her eyes, he had become the reflection at the center of her heart-shaped pupils.

“Will… Will—Will!”

Her voice, restrained at first, grew louder and more intense. The hand not holding his chin moved to her own face, her uncontrollable joy turning into a crazed smile that crept up her lips.

“Say it again, say it again, okay?”

“After all… it’s been so, so long since I last heard you say my name…”

“Just with your voice—”

At this distance, he shouldn’t have been able to hear it, but Will could clearly hear her heartbeat.

It pounded like a drum, right next to his ear.

Her small hand held his chin gently, not with force, but with a teasing lift.

“From the way you’re looking at me, I know you recognize me. Your eyes are clearing up bit by bit. Good boy…”

“Leah… Leah…”

Will, fighting against his exhaustion, widened his eyes and, facing this unfamiliar version of her, called out the name he had spoken so many times before.