The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 182.5 - The Witch’s Box (11)

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She exhaled softly, her breath like the crackling sound of a small flame burning the air, as she whispered in his ear:

“Well done, Will.”

Thump, thump, thump.

Her heartbeat matched his own.

Her magical circuits ebbed and flowed in sync with his.

Her blood…

Her lungs…

Her stomach…

Every part of her mirrored his organs, commanding them to obey her.

It was as if…

As if being taught to write by a teacher for the first time, knowing nothing, and following her instructions step by step.

Yes…

The kiss he had just “responded” with was like opening the mysterious “Witch’s Box” that the witch had prepared for him—just like opening the door to this room.

Once you made the move, you could never close it again.

Your heartbeats, blood, and circuits, already synchronized with hers, would be submerged in the pink ocean of her eyes.

Slowly…

Gently…

Gradually…

Under her control…

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“Yes. That’s right, you’re watching me too, it’s not just one-sided.”

Leah looked contentedly at Will, who had just parted lips with her.

His lips closed softly, as if he had nothing more to say.

He reached out, touching her as delicately as if handling a fragile glass object.

His movements were a bit sluggish, as if he wasn’t yet accustomed to them.

But his eyes remained fixed on her—just as she desired.

“Next, yes, just like this, slowly moving down…”

Perhaps because his fingertips, tinged with the coolness of the Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil, made heat and cold coexist.

“Then…”

Leah noticed his movements had halted.

It didn’t seem like a defiant pause, but rather the kind of pause that came when intuition no longer sufficed, and he awaited new learning.

“Can’t continue?”

Leah’s hand wrapped around his right fingers.

“Then let me teach you.”

The muscles on Will’s face twitched slightly.

Leah heard it—his heartbeat accelerating, keeping pace with hers.

His blood surged, accompanied by the throb of magical circuits.

It wasn’t over yet…

This action seemed to fully stimulate his response.

Leah didn’t stop; her grip on his wrist grew firmer.

It reminded Leah of the ice sculptures in Moonlit Ice Extreme.

The ice serpent sniffing the flower—the serpent gently brushing past the blooming flower. In response to the cold it brought, the flower contracted slightly, eagerly awaiting to bloom.

“Seems… you’re learning quickly.”

Like a diligent student who had just learned a new word and practiced it repeatedly, he repeated the action over and over.

“If…”

Leah suddenly leaned in.

Will’s gaze followed her movement, looking sideways.

Meeting her pink eyes.

“If I said…”

She was about to give the next “command.”

“From now on…”

A command that seemed to grant him “freedom,” but in reality, would lead him further from “reason”—

“Act according to the instincts in your circuits. No, also according to the instincts in my circuits?”

Leah was curious about what would happen if the always disciplined, self-regulating student were to completely let go…

No, more like injecting him with a stimulant that drove him forward, then releasing his reins…

What would he become?

Controlled by his instincts like this…

“You would… hmm?!”

What Leah hadn’t anticipated…

His “instincts” and “wildness” far exceeded her imagination.

Before she could finish her sentence, he grabbed Leah’s wrist, and Will, who had seemed like a lamb to the slaughter, pressed her down onto the flat chair.

He truly followed the command, relying on “biological instincts,” performing actions that “a creature would do for reproduction.”

“?!”

The entire process gave her no time to react, no room to resist. Everything was like when he first cornered her in the office, when he pinned her against the wall in the hallway.

Just like before, he was the student Will, who made her marvel at his “forcefulness.”

In that instant, Leah realized.

Or rather…

If any witch tried to do what she had done, they would discover the secret—

Their senses were interconnected at that moment.

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“How long has it been…”

“Ah, looks like four… to five hours?”

“Didn’t expect… for a student who always joked about being weak, your stamina is surprisingly good.”

In the quiet “Witch’s Box” room, Leah draped in her coat, sat on the chair, glanced at the clock beside her.

For Will, the time on the clock was meaningless—he had no way of knowing how many days had passed.

But Leah knew.

It was only the first day she had captured him, possibly just after nightfall, with the date unchanged.

Witch’s blood and Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil were truly magical things.

In just four or five hours, his body and mind were completely “hers.”

His eyes could only hold her.

Leah reached out, gently caressing his face.

Sweat trickled down his cheeks, sliding down her collarbone.

She ran her fingers through the sweat, satisfied, and brought them to her mouth, licking slightly.

“A bit tart. Hmm… even seems to have a hint of Mint Essential Oil, but not bad.”

She gazed into those eyes.

The deep blue pupils reflected her golden hair, with her red-tinged pink irises standing out in the reflection.

Leah was content in this moment.

Like this…

No one else would disturb her.

No worldly chaos.

No troublesome school matters.

Only he watched her, and she became the brightest existence in his deep blue pupils.

It reminded Leah of long ago, staring at their first successful experiment, when he spoke to her:

—”…Do you want to love someone? Do you want someone you love to stay by your side? Do you want to never be alone?”

—”With your immense power, your long life, as long as you reach out, there’s nothing you can’t have, Leah.”

—”If you reach out, his eyes will hold no one but you…”

As a teacher.

Shouldn’t she fulfill her student’s expectations?

Since what he wanted was this version of herself, she stood before him, in the passionate, possessive state he desired.

“Very good, very good, I like you now.”

Those deep blue eyes looked at her.

“But it’s time to reclaim your instincts, listen to the echo of my magical circuits.”

In those eyes, she was content, content to the point of not resembling the legendary “witch” who was never satisfied.

But…

Precisely because of this.

Even after obtaining everything—even something as precious as another’s genetic material for a witch.

She pondered why she still felt unsatisfied.

Pondered what else she needed to take from him.

To take enough at once.

Then…

Then it must be.

A response from his usually silent, yet most expressive “mouth.”

His body had already submitted to her, now only his consciousness remained.

“Now, I want to hear you say…”

Leah’s fingers lightly traced his lips, smearing her sweat and other fluids onto them.

“…Love me.”

Leah had seen the ancient magic book on witch’s blood, so she knew well, this was like a contract, after saying this, he would “willingly” become the witch’s.

Like those rulers recorded in history, their senses closely connected to hers, forever obeying her commands, and…

Losing themselves.

His current state was so similar to when she first encountered Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil, being controlled.

Except now, she no longer shut herself off, she would confess straightforwardly like this.

She felt her magical circuits tremble slightly.

No, no, this wasn’t normal, like an abnormal tremor when measuring experimental temperature.

Wha… what was happening?

Was it…

Was it because she saw her former self and hesitated?

“Lea… Leah-sensei…?”

Will saw Leah sitting on him again in his nearsighted vision, their position similar to when he kissed her and lost consciousness.

But…

His fatigue didn’t feel like nothing had happened.

Hmm?

Wait?

In an instant, Will’s mind replayed what he had just done and experienced.

This…

This wasn’t a successful self-rescue?!

This was kicking himself off the cliff to “ruin”!

No…

It was like being kicked off a cliff, with only his shorts caught on a branch!

As Will thought this, Leah wrapped her arms around his neck.

Pressed his head, kissing him again.

“Mmph?!”

The kiss was clumsy and panicked, like… like she realized he was awake and wanted to return him to his previous state.

He felt Leah’s magical circuits trying to revert him to how he was.

“Wait, Leah…”

“You… you must listen to me.”

She seemed genuinely flustered, her expression slightly flushed, even shy, her lips pursed, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

Then, she kissed him a third time.

Forcing her magical circuits to synchronize his newly freed circuits again.

Even this action was overly hasty, Will could feel the erratic surge of magical circuits.

What was wrong with her?

Why was she suddenly… suddenly so urgent, so unlike before…

“Yes… just like this!”

“Will, just like this.”

“Great, great, you… you’re back.”

The last kiss.

This time, Will felt himself losing control again, his arms slowly wrapping around her.

“Mmph… great, yes, Will, such a good student.”

The first time his self could return, perhaps there was some luck involved, but with each repetition, his spirit grew weaker.

No… this wasn’t what he wanted, to slowly lose consciousness and become Leah’s slave…

Importantly, importantly… Leah wouldn’t be happy with this version of himself…

Someone…

Someone had to stop this process…

Bang—

A loud crash shattered the silence.

“Rescue’s here—Little Will!”

“You…”

“You’re… okay… right?”