Villain Simulator-Chapter 137: What A Crafty Bitch!
I understood that Veena simply wanted me to leave so she could resume smoking, so I didn’t linger and made my way to the restaurant, leaving her behind and pondering how to approach her.
’If I approach her forcefully, it will only raise her guard.’
Considering my options, I soon arrived at the restaurant, impressed by its opulent interior.
The decor was elegant, like an upscale restaurant—a place that the me in the storyline had only been to in childhood before I became an orphan with no money.
’It looks exquisite.’
I nodded in admiration, then approached the kiosk to decide whether to dine in or take out.
Retrieving my student ID, which could be used as a substitute for a credit card, I looked at the menu.
Discrimination existed in the food as well as the dorm rooms.
For instance:
[Basic Meal (F-tier): Free.]
The only meal those at the end could eat for free was a stew with slices of bread and several pieces of meat.
And that was all.
Conversely:
[Barbeque Platter (A-tier): USD 120]
[Custom Meal (S-tier): Starts at USD 200]
’Damn, it’s outrageously expensive.’
Obviously, for me, everything was free, and I was merely thinking about what to order.
But as I pondered the menu, perhaps for too long, a melodious voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Oh! Insufficient balance? What a shame. Shall I treat you instead?"
The unexpected offer, which contained a subtle mocking undertone completely opposite of the kind words, came from behind.
I turned around and saw a blonde beauty in the neat blue Lumina uniform, smiling.
Overall, she had a slender body shape, but her chest was about E-cup.
It was a model’s body.
The girls who followed her around chattered like her celebrity diehard fans.
"Aren’t you too nice, Jessica?"
"Kyaaak! To be considerate of a commoner F-rank like that... You’re an angel after all."
’Commoner? F-rank? Ah!’
It was then that I realized that, despite being brand new, the clothes I had purchased prior to the entrance examinations were undoubtedly cheap and of inferior quality, as I was unable to purchase anything extravagant in Nancy’s presence.
So these girls saw me as a commoner.
’I guess being a commoner naturally made me an F-tier in the eyes of these girls?’
I was not interested in the women who followed in the background; my focus was on the blonde beauty, Jessica.
’I think I remember this bitch. Jessica, Jessica... Oh, hey, isn’t this Sissy Alex’s big sister?’
Her background information instantly appeared in my head.
Jessica Clinton.
One of the main character’s childhood friends, a brocon for her sissy brother, and a dog-like scumbag bitch who pretended to be kind but really had a sinister heart.
According to the plot, she was a delinquent who preyed on attractive commoner men by pretending to be generous and then setting up them to be drugged and raped by her followers.
Despite her depravity, though, Jessica herself was untouched, and she maintained her virginity since she was one of the closest friends of Rosalie, who held a disdain for men.
But this didn’t stop Jessica’s vile behavior.
She would allow her followers to film these rapes, use the footage to blackmail the men into becoming their personal sex slaves, and torture them until their lives were ruined.
That was what she had done until now, and the mere thought of her actions made me nauseous.
Even I had never descended to such a low level as to drug, rape, and then blackmail someone in order to ruin their lives and satisfy my sick desire to mercilessly trample on people who were weaker than me.
Nevertheless, considering the things I had done, I was no one to blame others for their actions.
Everyone had their own path to follow.
Of course, now that Jessica had targeted me, I had to teach this bitch a lesson. And if executed properly, I could even manipulate her into becoming a pawn to draw out Rosalie.
’Hehe… Now this will be fun.’
Suppressing a smirk, I kept my eyes on Jessica.
She most likely anticipated me to behave like the timid commoner men she usually deals with, who would be ashamed and politely decline her offer or fawn over her.
But to her dismay, instead of showing gratitude or timidity, I adopted an overbearing expression, as if I were doing her a favor, and responded.
"Oh, if you’re offering to pay for my meal, then that works for me. I’ll have an S-tier custom set with a 5-star Wagyu beef steak, some truffle Alfredo fettuccine pasta, and a coke. I’m not a picky eater, you know. So I will take just this."
After hearing my unabashed agreement and specific demands, disbelief flickered in Jessica’s eyes, while her enthusiastic followers fell momentarily silent at my shamelessness.
For a moment, Jessica’s expression hardened, and her eyes filled with contempt as she looked down at me.
But in the blink of an eye, the scorn vanished from her face, leaving behind a mask of indifference.
Observing her reaction, I couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.
’Bitch, since you offered to foot the bill, please pay up.’
Everyone in the diner had already seen the arrow be shot, so Jessica had no choice but to grit her teeth and comply.
"Then I’ll pay."
She swiped her card quickly before arrogantly exiting with her followers.
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"Enjoy."
Leaving the meal ticket as if tossing it to beggars.
It was like a politician managing her image.
Naturally, I didn’t bother to pickup the food ticket; instead, I made a new order and settled it with my own student ID.
Despite the situation, I couldn’t suppress a chuckle.
’What a crafty bitch! Like brother, like sister.’
It had been a long time since I had seen someone with such a different face and heart, so I certainly felt fresh.
’Looks like I’ll have to punish this bitch and give her a good beating with my cock.’
In addition to the protagonist, Rosalie, one more slave bitch was added to my list.
’Khe Khe Khe.’
