I, the villain, trained the loser into a dark boss

Will's vision was suddenly wrapped by something black, silky, and slippery.

Silk... stockings? !

And it's black? !

He opened his eyes and could vaguely see the light and things outside through the high-grade knitting threads, but it seemed to be distorted and disrupted by the lines of the black stockings.

"Listen to me..."

He heard someone speaking to him in a lowered voice.

Although the voice was very low, so it felt a little hoarse, Will could still hear it keenly...

yes……

Treya! ?

But this voice sounded so wrong.

what happens?

"special……"

Before Will could finish speaking, she covered his mouth with her hand. Then, this hand hugged him from behind. It was so strong that she could pull him off the chair as a man!

"Don't say it..."

"Follow me..."

"Otherwise, it will be gone!"

What's missing?

Dead?

What's going on? Why is it that Treya suddenly kidnapped me with stockings?

The sound made Will's hair stand on end...

A little excited again!

Wow, could what I was seeing in front of me be the stockings that Treya had just taken off after putting them on? ! Is this a huge profit?

Why does it seem to have no smell after sniffing it? Logically speaking, the silver boots must be strong enough.

No, no.

The excitement should be...

She was very determined.

There was no confusion even in the movement of leading him away.

She seemed to know her very clear destination... just like her own thoughts, she picked him up slightly and dragged him forward at the same time.

She had been growing up faster than Will could have imagined. Compared to the other two losers who can figure out their thoughts quickly, she always listens to his words excessively and rarely shows her emotions.

whether……

Going further?

Will, who was still thinking this, suddenly felt his foot kicking open a door.

"People, I brought them."

There was darkness behind the door, but at the same time some faint swaying firelight could be seen.

"Hehe... Master, wait a minute! I didn't ask you to bring it like this, right?!"

Um?

Why did I still hear Yi'er's voice in the darkness?

What are these two people plotting...

When Will was thinking this, Treya took off the black silk from his eyes.

Placed before him...

It's fifteen candles.

And a nine-inch small cake under the candle. His blue name was written on the cake with blueberry jam, and his blessings were written with white chocolate and strawberry jam.

Will·System.

Happy Birthday.

Will looked at these two lines of words in astonishment.

"Happy birthday!"

"……Happy birthday."

Iel and Treya sent their blessings one after another.

"Hehe, look at the expression on the young master's face, he must have forgotten it! But it doesn't matter, your personal maid will always remember your birthday."

"Your... um... even your fiancée... will remember it."

"Birthday...birthday..."

Will hadn't forgotten. Remember it from the moment you open your eyes.

How could he forget this important day?

How to say it.

He didn't forget that today was his birthday, but... he never thought that he should celebrate his birthday today.

He was reborn here, and since he could remember, no family member had ever spent a birthday with him.

Except for a few servants of the System family who would send him cakes and blessings as if they had completed a mission, Carver almost never appeared.

No one cares about whether Will will really be happy about being born here on Will's birthday - this matter.

The birthdays year after year, the cold atmosphere, the repeated celebration methods, and the servants who were at a distance from him, had covered his emotions about birthdays.

There is just such a day...

It's just a growth ring that records what you should do.

As for celebration and happiness, it has nothing to do with yourself.

but……

This should be the first one...

Will raised his head and saw Treya and Ella looking at him very excitedly.

Although this room is very simple, it...

They were serious about keeping the preparations secret from themselves.

The first one...

It's birthday.

"yes."

"I did...forget it."

Chapter 84 Guess who didn’t receive an invitation to the birthday party?

"Without Yi Aier, the young master would not be able to remember it at all. Wait...Why are you crying, young master?"

"Indeed. Is there something we didn't do well?"

"I...did I cry?"

Will felt a little enlightened and touched the tears falling on his cheeks with his fingers, only to find that the candle in front of him was also a little blurry.

Elle came over and wiped away Will's tears with her little handkerchief.

——The crying young master... so cute...

"No... well done. Precisely because... I'm happy."

Treya looked at Will.

He was actually crying. Although there were not many tears, a corner of the handkerchief was still soaked.

But I don't know why...

Treya, who had always been slow, felt that he was indeed happy, and because of this perception...

Treya also felt...somewhat...excited? joy? satisfy?

In short, it was like... some kind of comfortable emotion filled my heart that was just asking for something.

I felt more at ease.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. How are we going to spend the birthday next?"

Will took the printed handkerchief.

And he said Treya.

In fact... he was a little slow in his emotions.

"That's good, Master! Blow out the candles!"

"I also blow out the candles on every birthday. That should be... right?"

"After blowing out the candles, we can eat the cake quickly. Master, make a wish quickly, otherwise the wax will drip."

"Yeah."

Will looked at Iel and Treya across from him.

Iel, who was timid and cowardly and dared not take a step, boldly planned a birthday surprise.

Treya, who was not good at expressing her emotions, pulled him here in a reckless but tough way.

No longer surrounded him, stared at him and made wishes, hoping that he could quickly finish this birthday party that had to be held.

Although it's a pity that someone is missing...

But...

Maybe I was wrong. Seeing that the two people he changed with his own hands can have their own children...

Being born here is indeed something worth celebrating.

Will closed his eyes.

This world doesn't seem to have that familiar Happy Birthday song, but Will hums it for himself in his heart.

From closing his eyes to thinking of a wish, the time seems a bit long.

He took a deep breath.

——I hope that each of you losers can successfully turn evil in the future and hold your lover firmly in your hands!

——And... Anyway, I haven't made a wish on my birthday for so many years, so be greedy and make one more.

——I hope I can find the heroine who belongs to me.

"Huh..."

The house fell into darkness.

Then, Will saw an unfamiliar little maid in the darkness, turning on the lights in the house.

Wait? !

Here...

He looked at the soft bed.

And the little doll that he had dragged down before.