The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 192 - Never Let Them Be Losers Again

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Of course, this question would come up…

Will looked at Shuna, who had naturally brought it up.

To be honest, he hadn’t expected… that the person who would make him confront this question would be Shuna.

And yet, seeing the expression on her face, Will felt as though she was “interrogating” him.

But…

The reason he felt that way was probably because…

He himself wanted to “interrogate” himself about this question.

“I…”

Now, there was no Leah forcing him to think about it repeatedly.

No suffocating room making him anxious.

And no Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil controlling his mind, pulling him between dazed confusion and sharp clarity as if he were being dunked in and out of water.

Now, he had a completely clear mind.

No hallucinations, no dreams, no illusions—just a clear reality in which he had to confront this question and come to a conclusion.

But when he opened his mouth, his words faltered.

“Hmm… looks like you don’t quite know how to answer, even just by saying it. How about we set up some scenarios and questions? That way, you don’t have to speak without context. Instead, you can imagine what you’d do in a specific situation.”

Shuna tapped her leg, propping her elbow on her knee.

“For example…” She slowed her tone, speaking more deliberately, “If Leah were to appear here in five minutes, standing right in front of you, what would you say? What would you do?”

Will’s eyes widened as he looked at Shuna.

Was she hinting at something?

“She… she’s here? Did you bring her out too? No, no… that sounds strange. If Moonlit Ice Extreme was conquered, of course, I’d hope she made it out too…”

“She’s our teammate. If I could save her… do you think I, as Morning Star’s ‘logistics,’ would leave her behind?”

Shuna interrupted him, saying exactly what he knew she would do.

“Then I…”

Will started to say something but stopped.

He looked at the door to the room.

They were likely still in some inn, with the cramped hotel door right next to the standard twin beds.

Which meant…

Leah could walk through that door in five minutes?

How should he face her?

Having been captured and controlled by Leah, spending four or five hours witnessing her “yandere” side in Moonlit Ice Extreme, he hadn’t been completely helpless or clueless.

He had learned why Leah had done what she did—through her “yandere” confession.

He had learned why Leah had fallen for him—even experiencing it firsthand.

And finally…

He had learned why he felt sorry for her.

So, addressing all three questions together was the only way to resolve this crisis completely.

“……”

Will lowered his head, staring at his palms. Though there were still some scars, the Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil and blood had been cleaned off.

If Leah walked in, what would she say?

She would probably be holding the staff he had given her. After all, Leah, who cared so deeply for him, would treasure even the notebooks they had used during their research, keeping them safely in her drawer.

“Leah, that staff was indeed meant for you. It’s a coincidence, but when I first entered that dungeon, I immediately thought its resources could be useful to you.”

Will raised his head, his gaze passing over Shuna to focus on the door behind her.

If Leah, no longer in her yandere state, walked in, she might stand silently at the door, watching him.

If she was still in her yandere state, she might grip the staff tightly, ready to launch a magical attack based on his response.

“This isn’t just about feelings.”

“Maybe I’ve been a bit slow to realize some things.”

“But I’ve received your feelings loud and clear. They’re so intense—how could I not?”

“So, what I’m about to say is something I truly want to say.”

“You’ve become straightforward, no longer avoiding things. Maybe I shouldn’t avoid them anymore either…”

He looked at his palms again.

It was with these hands that he had embraced Leah.

But…

That final act of embracing Leah and kissing her with his own will had seemed, at the time, like his way of breaking free.

Yet now, what came to mind was the illustration of Leah as a “loser” from the original story.

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In front of the impenetrable Wall of Icy Sighs, she had slowly slid down, her tears falling in large droplets.

But…

She was no longer the tsundere Leah who avoided her feelings and never dared to face them.

She was jealous and possessive when he looked at others.

She meticulously planned a series of crazy yet calculated actions to win him over.

She used everything at her disposal as a witch to occupy his gaze.

She saw Shuna as the villain who had taken him away and, despite being unarmed, picked up an ill-suited staff to fight her, all so he could sleep peacefully.

In that moment, Will had been captivated by her fiery passion.

—”You must burn as brightly as this flame. With such passion, seize everything you desire. Hold onto it tightly and let your brilliance dominate his gaze.”

The words he had once said to Leah had been realized by her, word for word.

She was still the “Leah” from the original story, carefully noting every word and caring deeply for the person she loved.

But she was no longer the “loser.”

She had conveyed the love that the “loser” in the original story couldn’t.

Faced with her passionate kisses and frenzied intimacy…

The pounding of his heart, the rush of his blood and magical circuits, had forced him to accept her confession.

Even her transformation from tsundere to straightforward fool—so blunt and fervent—was endearing.

“Yes. You are indeed the invincible, adorable Leah-sensei. The strongest, the cutest, the most dazzling. I’ve felt it.”

Since this was the “seed” he had planted, it was only right for him to accept the “fruit.”

—No matter what…

Will raised his head, as if Leah were already standing there.

—Since she had confessed to him.

—Not to Hugh Polor.

—This wasn’t Hugh Polor’s story.

—This was Will Hysterm’s story.

—And he would never let them be losers again.

“Yes.”

“Leah-sensei, I will always, always look at you.”

“No matter how heavy your love is, I’ll accept it here.”

“Take that staff as a token of our bond, and remember my deep love for you—”

…

Will finally extended his hand.

Yes, Leah would definitely hold the staff tightly, listen to his words, and, unable to hold back her tears, cry her heart out. At that moment, she would need someone to pat her head, wouldn’t she?

Then, his hand froze mid-air, leaving him, with his half-broken glasses, staring at the door.

He waited for the door to open, just as Shuna had said, and for Leah to walk through.

If she didn’t hear him, he would say it again.

These were words and feelings he had already decided on.

But…

She didn’t.

Clap—clap—clap—

Instead, the sound of slow clapping came from beside him.

Shuna, expressionless, was applauding.

“Wow~ Bravo~ What a fantastic confession.”