The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 178 - The Witch’s Box (6)

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“You slept so soundly.”

She seemed to be carrying a small suitcase as she slowly walked toward him.

Why did that suitcase look so familiar?

“But just like in the afternoons at the lab, every single one of your naps was this peaceful.”

Step by step, she approached Will.

“I’d poke your face, and you wouldn’t wake up. Sometimes, you’d even mumble my name in your sleep.”

Her footsteps stopped in front of Will.

“Hah… hah… Leah… Leah-sensei, don’t you… don’t you think it’s a bit… hot in here?”

Will could feel it…

The closer she got to him, the faster his heart raced. And it wasn’t just his heartbeat that was accelerating.

For the first time in his life, he could feel the presence of his “magical circuits.” He could sense them coursing rapidly through his veins.

Normally, casting magic required painstaking effort, chanting, and focusing to draw upon the magic within his body. But now… he could clearly feel the layout of his magical circuits and where they were most concentrated.

A pounding heartbeat.

Clear magical circuits.

Rising body and blood temperatures.

These were all…

Exactly the symptoms Leah had described when he had once asked her about the effects of Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil.

And…

They were also the sanitized descriptions given in the original story, which had tried to maintain its “all-ages” rating by downplaying the effects of the oil.

It wasn’t surprising. Leah had spent years under his guidance, becoming deeply familiar with Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil. Now, she practically seemed like she had been soaked in the stuff.

Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil was supposed to only work on witches…

So why was he, who had mocked Leah’s reactions as a witch, now experiencing all of those same symptoms?

No, wait. Will suddenly remembered—there were “methods” to make non-witches experience the effects of Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil.

And the person who had theorized those methods was…

Will clenched his teeth, trying to suppress his heavy breathing.

Why was it always himself?!

Three years ago, he had been digging traps for his future self?!

“Hmm… Will, it seems like you’re still a bit groggy from your nap.”

Leah’s voice sounded calmer than before.

But Will couldn’t see her eyes. She was standing, slightly taller than him as he slouched in the chair—completely reversing the perspective from when he used to look down at her.

Perhaps because he couldn’t see her eyes and could only hear her voice, Will felt a strange sense of “calm” and “serenity.”

If not for the unsettling “witch’s laboratory” atmosphere of their surroundings, just hearing her voice might have reminded him of their three years at Entark’s First Academy.

“We’re in an ice-element dungeon right now…”

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“You’re smart enough to know that the environment isn’t hot at all.”

“The reason you feel so warm is because…”

Leah reached out, her fingertip lightly tracing the spot on his collarbone where the needle was inserted, then slowly moving downward.

Burning.

“Ugh…”

Will bit his lip.

Leah’s finger barely grazed his chest, yet he could distinctly feel a strange burning sensation where her touch lingered.

It was strange.

Too strange.

An indescribable feeling.

Even though the sensation was tinged with a slight pain, when her fingers left his skin, he felt an overwhelming reluctance. He wanted her to continue, even to intensify her touch.

Will turned his face away, trying not to watch Leah’s movements. But every time her finger brushed against him, he could acutely feel it, and his mind involuntarily replayed the image of her finger gliding across his chest.

“Because what’s being continuously infused into you from here…”

Her finger lightly tapped the spot where the needle was inserted.

“…flowing through here…”

She slid her finger along his collarbone.

“…and coursing into here…”

Her finger angled toward his heart, and Will felt his wildly beating heart synchronize with the heat of her touch.

He shuddered.

“…is my blood. The scalding blood of a witch.”

Leah smiled softly.

She withdrew the hand that had been tracing his body and opened her palm, revealing the inner crook of her right elbow.

Will could see the “marks” there—clear signs of blood being drawn.

So it was true.

“Now, your body and my blood have become one. Naturally… you’re experiencing the same things I once felt. Isn’t that right?”

“I… I figured as much. After all…”

“After all, it’s something you once theorized with me. Isn’t that right, Will?”

Leah interrupted him before he could finish his sentence.

“You… you actually remembered…”

No, of course she remembered.

Because remembering the things others said was exactly what Leah-sensei, who outwardly appeared tsundere and dismissive but was inwardly thoughtful and caring, would do.

“That’s right. I never thought I’d find a viable method for this in the ancient magic left behind by witches.”

Will never imagined that, even though he had guided Leah into becoming a yandere, she would go so far as to use a method he had only dared to theorize but never attempted to implement!

She had injected her witch’s blood into Will’s body! This temporarily allowed him to experience the same heightened reactions to Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil that she did.

In essence, she had found a way to use the original story’s only aphrodisiac-like substance on someone else through her own body.

Will had become the test subject for his own theories on how to drive others into yandere states.

Ironically, his current sensitivity to magical circuits and his ability to utilize them were probably the best they had ever been in his entire life.

Just by glancing at Leah’s fingers, Will could feel his magical circuits spinning rapidly, his blood pumping fiercely from his heart to every part of his body.

Everywhere, his veins carried scalding blood, now infused with a trace of the witch’s magic.

Leah might have “darkened,” but… but she hadn’t lost her mind.

Wait, Will suddenly had a flash of clarity—he finally understood why Leah had done this.

“By the way, it seems you fell asleep earlier and missed what I said…”

Leah’s calm tone began to quicken, her words tumbling out in a rush.

Then…

She suddenly leaned in close to Will, pressing him back against the chair she had crafted.

She rested her forehead against his.

Now…

Their eyes could only see each other.

Those eyes.

The ones Will had once sketched as “the witch’s enchanted eyes” were now far removed from his original depiction.

Because they were now filled with enormous, pulsating hearts.

“…Then I’ll just say it again!”

Her tone began to rise, growing more fervent with each word.

“Why did I do this~?”

“Because I love you!”

“No need for subtlety—no need for roundabout words—no need for concealment—no need for flowery language—no need for evasion…”

“I love you—”

—A confession delivered in the exact straightforward manner Will had always dreamed Leah’s tsundere self would learn.