The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 184 - Anticipation?

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Faced with the tense standoff between the two women, Will found himself feeling… a strange sense of anticipation.

On one side was Leah, the witch he had personally nurtured, teaching her the ways of yandere and darkening, even helping her master her powers—and who, just moments ago, had seemingly had her way with him.

On the other side was Shuna, his long-time pen pal and close friend, someone who had helped him countless times over the years.

If Will weren’t in such a miserable state right now, he might have been sitting off to the side, chanting, “Fight, fight, fight!”

But… uh…

Wait a second…

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Were these two fighting over him? Huh?! Was he actually being fought over for once in his life?

And then, he noticed Leah turning toward him after ordering Shuna to wait.

In her hand, she held a staff with an obsidian core.

Wait…

The thing Leah was holding looked… familiar…

Wasn’t that the staff his father had splurged on and given to him? The one mentioned in the original story as an incredibly powerful staff? Unfortunately, with his current knowledge and abilities, he hadn’t been able to use it properly—it was about as useful in his hands as a cheap wooden staff from a street vendor.

But…

Leah had brought it here?

Was it because, after he left, Leah lacked a suitable staff and decided to use his? Thinking about it, it probably had more value in her hands than in his.

As this thought crossed his mind, his vision darkened for a moment.

“Ugh…”

He lowered his head.

The sensation was eerily similar to when he had experimented with Extreme Flame Meteor.

Will bowed his head, forcing himself to hold on for a few seconds before he could see his hands again, still stained with the now-drying Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil.

So that’s what it was—the effects of the Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil were wearing off, and Leah was no longer pressed against him.

This was…

His body being completely drained.

His magical circuits overloading from repeated strain.

And the lack of stimulants or energy sources to keep him going.

Honestly, considering his physical condition, the fact that he was still sitting upright after everything Leah had put him through was already impressive.

But…

Speaking of staffs…

He turned his head—just the act of turning made him dizzy—and saw the staff he had prepared for Leah, tested to be highly effective, leaning against the edge of Leah’s small table.

…He had originally planned to give her the Ancient Flame Staff: Prototype.

As Will was thinking this, the familiar obsidian staff appeared before him.

It had been polished to a shine, the stone reflecting the blue of Will’s eyes.

The staff was even wrapped in a thin layer of silk to prevent scratches.

The staff was handed to him.

“Will, I know! You didn’t leave willingly… you were deceived by that bad woman, which is why you ran away with her…”

Leah’s voice became soft and sweet when she spoke to him.

Gone was the commanding, boss-like tone she had used to threaten Shuna just moments ago.

“Eir told me when you left… Sensei was so worried about you… because Sensei knows you’d never break your plans and leave on your own…”

Wait? So it was Eir who told Leah and Treya about this!?

How… how did she even know?

“So it must be that bad woman’s fault—see, she even admitted it.”

Leah gently lowered the staff.

“You only did this because she forced you.”

Her voice was slightly hoarse, likely from the toll her body had taken.

“After all, Will… you just now, you… willingly kissed me.”

“Because I didn’t feel the unique movements in your magical circuits that would indicate my control… it was something you wanted to do…”

“You wouldn’t do something like that unless it was real… right?”

Then…

Will watched as Leah took his limp, exhausted hand and placed it on the staff that had originally belonged to him. Knowing he didn’t have the strength to grip it, she gently adjusted his fingers to hold the staff.

“You forgot to bring it with you, and I was so worried… worried you’d get hurt without a weapon. So I wanted to bring it to you. This is… this is your favorite weapon, isn’t it?”

Her words were so “normal” that they reminded Will of the original Leah-sensei—the one who secretly noted everyone’s preferences and carefully observed their expressions.

She was still “Leah,” after all, just with a slight touch of darkness. Her blackened state hadn’t turned her into a completely different person.

But…

The next moment…

Her lips curled into a textbook yandere smile, revealing a hint of her small fangs.

With that expression, she spun around in front of Will, her movements so exaggerated that even her witch’s hat wobbled slightly.

She left Will with only a side profile.

“Because I plan to take everything stored in my ring out, I didn’t want this to accidentally fall out and get damaged!”

From her ring, another staff fell out—one Will recognized as the one he had chosen for her back then.

“Don’t worry, Will, I’ll burn that wretched woman to ashes until there’s nothing left!”

…

Will glanced at the obsidian staff in his hand.

Then looked up at Leah.

Wait…

Was she handing this to him now because she was afraid it would get damaged?!

How big of a fight was she planning to have with Shuna?!

“Wait, you’ve got it all wrong… Shuna and I are actually—”

Crk—

Will felt his throat tighten.

It was as if the blood in his throat had suddenly frozen, locking his vocal cords and preventing him from speaking.

He realized that, at this close distance, some of Leah’s blood was still in his body. And since her blood was essentially an extension of her magical circuits, he was still under her control.

“Shh—”

Leah tilted her head, placing a finger over her lips in a silencing gesture.

“Sleep, sleep, my good student Will~”

She narrowed her eyes, and in that instant, Will felt an overwhelming wave of exhaustion.

“Ugh…”

After saying this, Leah began walking toward Shuna, step by step.

She left Will’s line of sight with only her back visible.

Will understood—this was Leah’s final use of her magical circuits and the connection to the witch’s blood in his body to lull him into sleep—ensuring he wouldn’t interfere with the fight.

Now all he could do was hope that Shuna could somehow save him from Leah, who had filled him with so much Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil.

Will, now clutching his throat, drenched in sweat, his upper body bare, felt his vision growing darker. He could barely make out Shuna standing in the distance.

All he could clearly see was Leah’s retreating back.

Ugh…

Was he really about to lose consciousness?

Why did it look like…

The ends of Leah’s golden twin tails were tinged with a faint gradient…

Just like the vibrant red of her eyes.