The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 98 - The Misunderstood Natural Airhead (Blackened)

The following Friday evening…

Entark First Academy always let students out early on Fridays, under the pretense of encouraging them to spend more time with their families over the weekend.

As a result, the classrooms were unusually quiet.

“Strange, we agreed to meet at the school gate, but I’ve been waiting for ages, and he still hasn’t shown up.”

Treya, dressed in her school uniform, walked through the deserted corridors. As a member of the royal family, she naturally had an official enrollment record. And as an enrolled student, she could retrieve a uniform from the lockers.

The Entark First Academy’s female uniform was quite beautiful. The summer uniform consisted of a light green skirt paired with a white blouse.

However…

The academy didn’t strictly enforce dress codes. For male students, the uniform was the default attire. But for female students, especially those who liked to stand out, many opted for their own dresses, dressing up to appear more fashionable.

Of course…

Treya, who rarely attended school, was unaware of this.

So…

A silver-haired half-elf girl, with her striking appearance and pointed ears, walking through the school in uniform was an incredibly eye-catching sight.

As she walked, the few students who were still around turned to look at her.

“Is that a half-elf? Isn’t that the same race as the Ninth Princess?”

“Silver hair… could it be her?”

“No way, would she really come to our school?”

“It has to be her!”

However…

Treya, who had always been independent and free-spirited within the royal family, paid no attention to the murmurs around her.

“Hmm… Will-sensei’s classroom… third floor, first room on the left…”

Treya held Will’s letter in her hand as she walked, occasionally touching the earring he had given her, which adorned her elven ear.

“This is too conspicuous. Luckily, most people have already left. I’ll check the classroom.”

Treya walked slowly through the hallways…

Passing by classrooms bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, their desks and chairs neatly arranged, some even polished to a shine, reflecting the light.

Except…

For the third floor, first room on the left.

She stopped, hearing voices inside. One sounded like a child but spoke with the tone of an elder scolding someone:

“Let me see… This is acceptable. Every letter is correct. But… you need to work on your handwriting next.”

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The other voice, unmistakably Will’s, replied:

“Leah-sensei, please let me off the hook. I didn’t mean to make a mistake. I’ve already written it a hundred times.”

“That’s because the first fifty times, you copied the wrong version!”

“Having to write out the full incantation of a third-tier spell for a first-year midterm exam is ridiculous! The fact that I only made a mistake in the spell’s name is already impressive.”

Will crossed his arms, speaking with righteous indignation.

“That question was specifically made for you.”

“…What?”

Leah pulled her hood down slightly, hiding her expression.

Although she had become more open, it was still difficult for her to meet someone’s gaze when saying something embarrassing…

“First-year questions are easy for overachieving students like you to ace. But… as your teacher… of course, I want to challenge you with something that pushes both of us to see your limits.”

As she finished, she glanced at Will from under her hood.

“How touching… Wait, Leah-sensei! That’s not a valid reason to keep the top student after class for tutoring!”

“I’m your mentor, hmph. I can keep you whenever I want.”

Leah tapped the desk with the notebook she was holding, speaking with equal confidence.

“Then at least keep me in the lab for practical work, not here copying spell names…”

“By the way…” Leah lifted her hood and glanced toward the classroom door. “Student… you’ve been standing there for a while. Do you need something?”

At Leah’s call, Will finally noticed someone was watching from outside.

He turned to look.

Not a person!

A half-elf!

A princess!

“Uh… Treya?”

“Hello, Teacher.”

Treya opened the classroom door and took two steps inside.

She gave a slight bow to Leah as a sign of respect—though she found it odd that someone who looked like a teenager could wear the prestigious professor’s robes of Entark First Academy.

“Wait, Treya, you actually came to the school? And you’re even wearing the uniform…”

Will, on the other hand…

Was panicking.

He had a grand plan for today.

He had invited both Leah and Treya over for a special dinner at his house.

After all, now that he had gathered all three of his future teammates, it was the perfect time to bond. They would be working together in the future… and tormenting the protagonist together, so it was only natural to start building rapport early.

However…

Treya’s status made inviting her out tricky.

As her “fiancé,” a casual dinner gathering could easily escalate into a full-blown state banquet.

He had planned for Treya to use the excuse of visiting the school to inspect its educational facilities, meeting him at the academy gate.

Meanwhile, he would invite Leah after school for a meal.

Then, at the gate, he would “coincidentally” run into Treya, exchange a few casual words as if she were just another classmate, and naturally invite her over.

At this point in time, there weren’t any cameras or newspapers. Based on appearances alone, Treya likely wouldn’t be recognized—and even if she were, it wouldn’t be unusual for a princess to be seen near her family’s academy.

A flawless plan.

If not for the fact that he was being kept after class for copying fifty incorrect spell names.

He hadn’t expected Treya to seriously wear the uniform and come looking for him.

“You’re supposed to wear the appropriate attire for where you are, aren’t you, Will-sensei?”

“Will… sensei…?”

Leah shot a disdainful side glance at Will.

“You haven’t even graduated, and you’re already taking on students? Does that make me the senior elder here?”

“Uh… wait, Leah, let me explain!”

“He taught me swordsmanship, so that’s why I call him that.”

Treya earnestly explained the reasoning behind her title for Will.

Leah’s disdainful look turned into one of confusion.

“So you made mistakes on your magic exam because you were distracted by sword practice?”

“Do I look like someone who could learn swordsmanship? I just gave her a book… uh… and helped her pick out some suitable equipment?”

“Hmm… now that you mention it… Treya, that name does sound familiar.”

“That’s… your imagination?”

“No, when did you… meet someone… hmm…”

Leah crossed her arms, deep in thought. Not being from Entark originally, she didn’t immediately recognize the name as belonging to a princess.

“She’s so tall…”

Leah glanced at Treya, noting that she wasn’t wearing heels but simple shoes to match the uniform.

“And her figure is so…”

Leah activated her magical sight, confirming that Treya’s chest was genuine and not enhanced by any illusions.

“And she’s a half-elf…”

Leah’s gaze locked onto Treya’s pointed ears.

“…the same age as you?!”

“Uh… well…”

“We met two weekends ago.”

Treya held up two fingers, answering seriously like a diligent student in class.

“Oh?”

Leah continued to ponder, arms crossed, still feeling that something was off.

“Yes, yes, that’s all there is to it. Anyway, it’s after school. Let me pack up, and we’ll… head home…”

“Speaking of packing, Will-sensei, I brought the stockings I said I’d give you. You can take them with you.”

“Stockings?!”

Leah’s sensitive instincts were immediately triggered.

She glanced over…

In the middle of their conversation, Treya had casually sat on a desk and was now tugging at the edge of her stockings, pulling them down about five centimeters.

“I’ll just take them off and give them to you.”

Treya spoke nonchalantly.

“Sure, sure.”

Will, seeing this, was already mentally defeated and could only respond instinctively.

“Will~?”

Leah smacked him back into his seat, tugging at his ear—she had to stand on tiptoes to reach it.

“Wait… don’t take them off here.” Will finally realized the situation. “Treya, why are you giving me stockings you’ve worn?!”

“Because… you seem to prefer them worn and unwashed… so… should I continue?”

Treya tilted her head, seemingly unaware of how inappropriate her words sounded.

“Will!”

“Stop, stop, don’t take them off.”

“Alright.”

Treya gracefully hopped off the desk, her pale blue eyes looking innocently at Will.

“Not going to explain?”

Leah crossed her arms, glaring at Will like an interrogator.

—How did things end up like this?!

“Uh… well…”

He looked left and right, at a loss for words.

“Forget it. I understand now. Will, you’re the type to casually deceive innocent half-elf girls, aren’t you? A scumbag through and through. My student is this kind of person. I’ve always suspected it.”

Leah’s tone grew darker as she spoke. She picked up her bag, ready to leave.

“When did I ever give you that impression?!”

Will immediately grabbed her hand.

“Don’t go. Uh… would you like to come over for dinner? This place might not be the best for explanations; we can talk at my house.”

Leah, who had been resolute just moments ago, stopped in her tracks.

“Well, since you’re being sincere… fine.”

“Treya, you too. Let’s talk at my house.”

“Alright. Is this the thing you mentioned before, Will-sensei? Something involving sticks and getting warm? Something I’ve never done at the palace?”

Will broke into a cold sweat as he listened.

He stared at Treya’s calm expression, unsure if she was genuinely clueless or deliberately playing dumb at this critical moment.

Behind him, he could already feel the heat of the fireball Leah was conjuring in her hand.

“Will—are you going to explain right here?”

“It’s barbecue! Barbecue!” Will turned to Treya. “How did you misunderstand barbecue so badly?!”

“Oh, that word. Sorry, it slipped my mind for a moment.”

“Do you think that explanation will—wait, barbecue? Fine… I’ll come to your house and hear you out.”