The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 85 - Task 89

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Will stared at the ring in his hand.

“Hmm…”

He remembered seeing witches use this item in the original story—but not Leah specifically.

For magical tools crafted by witches, the ring could store a certain amount of items. Non-witch-made items could also be stored, but they needed to be wrapped in a “certification membrane” created by witches, which wasted some space.

More importantly…

The ring, when paired with a special “Witch Hyper-Memory” medium, could store long-chant magic spells at the moment of casting. This allowed for emergency use of powerful magic.

Leah had never used this item, not for any particular reason…

It was because the ring itself was cheap—especially with the discounts witches received when purchasing magical items.

But!

The maintenance costs were outrageous.

It was one of those products where the initial cost was low, but the post-purchase expenses were astronomical.

A single certification membrane cost about one-fifth of the coins Carver provided for Will and Eir’s monthly living expenses in the capital. And it was single-use.

The Hyper-Memory medium? That cost an entire box of Carver’s coins. Also single-use.

If the ring’s storage space became too full, you’d need to expand it. Each expansion cost about two boxes of Carver’s coins—roughly equivalent to a year’s living expenses.

…

Wait, when he thought about it like that… it wasn’t that expensive.

Carver’s monthly allowance for Will and Eir was probably just a fraction of his daily income.

Will understood why Leah had chosen to give him the ring as a birthday gift.

Because he looked like someone who could afford the maintenance costs!

Once he became the head of the family, with an unlimited budget, this ring could be upgraded into the ultimate storage tool.

“Forget it. Who wants to be the head of the family? Being a family head who has to deal with endless social obligations while being labeled a pervert by the outside world doesn’t sound appealing.”

With that thought, Will slipped the ring onto… his thumb.

He had instinctively tried to put it on his ring finger at first.

But then he realized the ring was designed for adults, and it was too loose on any other finger.

Well, there was another reason Leah didn’t use this item in the original story.

Stretching lazily, Will flipped open his Task System notebook and looked at Task 88.

[Task 88: Teach Treya how to gain the Demon’s Favor during her coronation ceremony.]

[Reward: Command Treya to let you smell her worn black stockings.]

“Hmm…”

Will thought for a moment.

He crossed out the reward. Since it was at the bottom of the page, he wrote a new “reward” at the footer:

[Reward: Celebrate a birthday for the first time—and enjoy it thoroughly.]

Although it was odd to fill in the reward after completing the task, nothing else he had done today could compare to this.

“Happy Birthday, Will Hysterm.”

“Ahh… this is starting to feel like a diary. I really have become twenty years younger since coming here.”

Despite his complaints, he contentedly flipped to the next page of the notebook.

And there…

Was Task 89.

[Task 89: If possible… help Treya understand her ‘desires’ before the coronation ceremony.]

[Reward: To be determined.]

Will had initially thought this task was impossible.

He had always believed that Treya’s pure and naive demeanor in the original story was due to two things:

First, she didn’t understand the society and world she lived in.

This ignorance was why she never realized that her trusted sister had been plotting against her since childhood.

Second, she didn’t understand herself.

If the awakening of “like” and “love” marked the starting line for her downfall as a “loser heroine”…

Then…

“Desire” was the key to when she would begin her journey toward “blackening.”

Before today, Will thought it was impossible. To take someone as straightforward as Treya and suddenly make her develop intense desires seemed too far-fetched.

But…

Will remembered the moment Treya blindfolded him with her stockings and whispered in his ear.

“Maybe I misunderstood. It’s not about having desires—it’s about understanding them. No one is completely without desire. The problem is that she hasn’t realized hers yet…”

Will pondered for a moment.

[Reward: Command Treya to let you smell her worn black stockings.]

He wrote the line back into the notebook.

“Alright, let’s test it tomorrow!”

—

“How about this one?”

Will discovered a flaw in Treya that he hadn’t noticed before.

And that was…

Her sense of fashion was absolutely dreadful!

Even though she was already wearing perfect black stockings…

When he asked her to choose black armor, he didn’t mean to suit up like a full-on knight!

She had donned an entirely black suit of armor, leaving only her black-stocking-clad thighs exposed.

“Uh… I think yesterday’s outfit in a different color would be fine.”

“What about this?”

A moment later, Treya emerged from her room wearing the same light armor as yesterday, but in black, with a black dress layered underneath.

It looked bulky and awkward.

“Uh… you won’t be able to showcase your swordsmanship like this, will you?”

“If it’s just yesterday’s outfit, there’s no problem.”

As someone who only knew five-year-old swordsmanship, Will felt personally attacked.

“It’s not about wearing a black dress. Just having a black inner lining is enough.”

“What about this?”

The next moment, she stepped out wearing only a black corset—

“Stop, stop, stop…”

“Hmm, you’re right. I need to consider…”

“You’re not suggesting I come into your room, are you?”

“You’ve already been carried in twice yesterday.”

“Fine!”

Will stormed into the princess’s bedroom!

Treya’s room was filled with plush toys. They lined the bed, the desk, and even the floor.

However…

It was clear that most of these toys weren’t ones Treya had bought herself. They were likely gifts from others.

How to put it…

Treya didn’t seem particularly attached to these toys. Most of them were gathering dust on the floor.

“Let me think… you need a top that pairs well with black, since this light armor doesn’t include chest armor…”

His fingers skimmed through Treya’s collection of dresses.

As expected of a princess, she had an overwhelming number of outfits. Especially dresses.

There were countless white dresses, likely chosen to reflect the purity of her silver hair.

But…

Many of these dresses were almost identical. And the way they were stored—some dusty, some freshly worn—showed that Treya didn’t have much say in her wardrobe. If she had a preference, she would have separated the frequently worn ones from the rest.

The mixed arrangement suggested… she simply wore whatever others chose for her.

“Found it.”

Will pulled out a slightly fitted black top. It was made of silk, but thicker than stockings, with a bit more weight to it.

It looked plain in his hands, and the folds from being stored for so long were evident.

“Hmm… Will-sensei, would you like to take a look?”

A moment later, Treya stood before him, dressed in the new outfit.

It was… perfect.