BJ Villainess

“That’s strange…”

[The Constellations are curious about BJ’s thoughts.]

“Professor Ilya’s office is a space that you can enter when you fill up his likeability, just like Damian’s personal laboratory. There was a special incident yesterday, but it’s not particularly so today.”

What on earth made him feel good about me? Did he give credit for working hard on his assignment?  Indeed, he is a professor anyway, so he might see this as a good thing. Outstanding academic achievement was also a way to target Professor Ilya.

I’m relieved that the archdemon likes me… I don’t know why, but it’s not bad anyway.

I ate my sandwich and began to finish reading the book. However, this was a very wrong choice. When I was full, I felt sleepy as the sofa was too comfortable and soft, and the content of the book was too difficult.

My eyelids became heavy on their own, and I repeatedly closed and opened them slowly. My mind was already in a state of confusion, so I often corrected my posture before my head tilted forward and then fell.   

“Hoaam—”

The coffee I drank in the morning made me yawn. I didn’t have strength to wipe away my teras, so I leaned my head on the back for a moment.  The heavy throbbing in my head somehow felt like it was clearing up.

If I rest properly for a moment, my energy will recover. I’m sure the sleepiness will go away to some extent. I closed my eyes for a moment, rationalizing that… The objective fact that most people fell asleep after closing their eyes like this was erased from my memory. Soon, I lost my consciousness.

* * *

Creek.

The door of the office, where only the sound of quiet breathing was quietly heard, opened, and a student with a straight and elongated silhouette entered. A man with an appearance that seemed to consist only of sharp straight lines and no unnecessary corners. It was Clyde.

He took a step forward with a nonchalant gaze that didn’t scan his surroundings, and then suddenly frowned. Her cold blue-eyes, resembling the color of water, pierced through diagonally below. There, he could see Theresa sleeping soundly against the sofa.

“…”

Of all things.

Clyde hesitated and tried to turn back.

Why should I avoid my seat? Moreover, to the pathetic woman who created a ridiculous social club called Clybe?

He walked to Professor Ilya’s table with mixed steps and put down the paper in his hand. It was an application to join the student council. Earlier, Professor Ilya came looking for him out of nowhere and asked for an application form to join the student council. He wasn’t the type to give orders like this, so it was a strange request.

Clyde turned around with doubtful eyes. There, he could still see Theresa, who was sleeping, breathing lightly.

Don’t tell me it’s because of Theresa.

“…No way.”

Clyde laughed at his guess.

Theresa is a very selfish and cowardly person. There was no reason for him to try subjugating demons or hunt demons that could put her in danger. Sacrifice herself? It was the most uncharacteristic thing of Theresa. She’s the most greedy and selfish person in the world.

Clyde turned away, glaring coldly at Theresa, not hiding his disgust. Having finished his work, he was about to go out.

Thud.

At that moment, the book, which was barely holding in Theresa’s hand, fell to the floor. It was an instinct that his eyes were drawn to the fallen book.

“Ancient magic?”

It was the magic book that students should have studied in their third year. Only then did Clyde find two books on the table. They were also the books that should have been studied long ago.

Is she trying to focus on her studies, even belatedly, because she’s worried about graduation? It won’t be possible.

Theresa’s poor academic performance was due to her stupidity. It was a matter of natural talent rather than working hard, so even if she tried hard, she wouldn’t be able to graduate.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered what Theresa said.

“Ah… that, because I’m already in the fourth year. I’m thinking of focusing on my studies this year…”

Wasn’t that what she was saying?

Clyde picked up the book that had fallen on the floor in slow motion, threw it on the table, and stared at the sleeping Theresa.

“It’s ridiculous.”

Sleeping easily in the professor’s office. Everything she did was completely out of common sense. The most out of common sense was none other than her remark yesterday.

“You love me like destiny?”

On the subject of a foolish human being drunk on this damn shell and following it without recognizing its essence. Clyde rather understood that.

Clyde’s appearance was so handsome that any human could be captivated at a glance. This was the influence of succubus’s blood flowing in him to seduce and corrupt humans.

However, humans with good senses felt uncomfortable being with Clyde. Although he perfectly calmed the demon with the holy relic, it was because they could feel a chilling instinct for danger against their natural enemy. For example, people like Mimosa. Perhaps it’s because of the blood of the imperial family, she’s especially sensitive to this.

Compared to her, Theresa felt no danger from him. It must be because of the characteristics of the Squire family. Among the prestigious families, some special families were born with unique characteristics. The Rodrigo family’s ability to sense demons, and Duke Squire’s abnormally high immunity to the demon. That must be why she was able to say such a carefree thing.

Even if you were a human with the blood of the Rodrigo family, would you have said you loved me like destiny?

Can she, who is more like a demon than demon itself, truly love someone like that? It wasn’t even funny.

“Disgusting.”

[Likeability: 3]

Clyde left the office in a very unpleasant mood. If Theresa tried to join the student council, he would stop her.

* * *

Flap. That was undoubtedly the sound of turning pages. Even though my consciousness was blurred due to sleep, I clearly recognized that face. Because it was also my favorite sound.

My throbbing head somehow cleared up. I slowly opened my eyelids, still in a hazy view. My view was partially covered by a messy system window. As my gaze naturally went to the part not covered by the system window, I froze the moment I noticed the familiar dark red hair. Professor Ilya was sitting across from me with his legs crossed and reading.

Did I fall asleep here? There was no need to question it. My head was now resting comfortably on the armrest of the sofa.

At that time, Professor Ilya opened his mouth without taking his eyes off the book. “If you’re awake, raise up.”

“…Yes!”

I jumped up from my seat. Professor Ilya looked at me strangely and pointed down with his chin.

“I meant to straighten out your body. Sit down again.”

“…Yes.”

You should say it so. I grumbled inwardly, but quietly sat down. Then Professor Ilya handed me a piece of paper that was lying on the table.

“It’s yours.”

Mine? The document was an application to join the student council. Even Professor Ilya’s autograph was written there. I was thinking of joining the student council on the recommendation of a professor, but I didn’t even expect this situation.

Professor Ilya continued, making eye contact with me calmly. “If you intend to join, fill it out and submit it to me. I will deliver it.”

I replied with a bewildered expression. “Thank you, Professor.”

He nodded his head once and checked the time. “Now, go to the lecture room.”

I hurriedly packed my papers and books in my bag and followed Professor Ilya, who was already leaving the office. He walked so fast that the hem of his coat fluttered. Thanks to that, I had to walk very busily as I had relatively short legs and

Stride. Step, step.

Stride. Step, step.

…This made me feel like I became a small dog taking a walk with my owner.  

When I arrived at the lecture room on the second floor, I was a little short of breath. It was when Professor Ilya entered the lecture room first and I was about to follow right after.

“Oh? Lady Theresa!”

It seemed that there were quite a few people in front of the lecture room, and there were young ladies wearing silver butterfly brooches. They must have come to see Clyde.

“Ah, yes. I fall asleep before the lecture.”

“Oh? Did Lady not sleep yesterday? No wonder, the bottom of Lady’s eyes are slightly sunken!”

Then another young lady burst into laughter. “Lady couldn’t sleep must be because she thought of Clyde being nearby! I think I would end up like that too! Did Lady happen to run into him by chance?”

For a moment, I remembered what happened in the library yesterday, but I shook my head calmly outside. Nevertheless, the young ladies laughed among themselves at what was so fun.

“Ah, I guess I should have applied for a dormitory too.”

“If we had the same major before that, we would have been able to enter this lecture room. What a shame.”

The grass is always greener on the other side, and the past choices were regrettable. You won’t do it even if you get a chance now.  

I nodded moderately, thinking that I should hurry into the classroom before it was too late. “It’s time for the lecture to begin, so I’ll go in now.”

Then the young ladies clenched their small fists and cheered. “Yes! Have a good day today!”

They looked like a group of chicks, and they somehow looked cute… But even if they’re this cute, it’s frightening that they suddenly change like crazy when it comes to Clyde.

Is this why there is a saying that loves drive people crazy?

I smiled awkwardly and entered the lecture room.