The Side Character Turned Villainess Chapter 110
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Millie's face twitched as she looked at me, "Oh? What was that Seri?"
F*CK F*CK F*CK!
I don't know what's worse?! Millie's level of intensity or the fact that I just revealed such an embarrassing memory!?
I forced out laughter as I broke out into a cold sweat, "HAHAHAHA! JUST KIDDING! THERE'S NO WAY THAT WOULD HAPPEN WITH DANTE!"
Dante lowered his head and sighed in embarrassment. Mathias gave him an encouraging pat as if he was trying to mirror what Dante did to him earlier.
Lucius was frozen in place as if he was concrete. His brain was desperately trying to process what he just heard. He couldn't imagine anyone being able to tame the beast Dante.
Artie chuckled mischievously, clearly enjoying himself. "Seri... That didn't sound convincing at all."
My face twitched. Come on brain!!! Think of something!!!
"N-N-N-Naked?!" William's head looked as if smoke was rising from his ears.
Looks like that information was overheating his poor innocent maiden like mind.
My eyes darted around in a panic. My voice cracked, "AH! WELL IT LOOKS LIKE IT'S TIME TO GO BACK TO CLASS!"
Good thinking brain!!!
Without waiting another second, I rushed out of the room at full speed.
Mary looked around in confusion at everyone's faces. "Did something happen?"
Millie grit her teeth while glaring at Dante full of hatred. "It seems someone has a death wish."
Dante met her eyes, "Try it. I dare you."
Mary looked between the two who glared at each other with overwhelming intensity. The staring contest was beginning to freeze over the room. She shivered and scooted her chair further away.
As I ran through the hallway, I slowed down making sure I wasn't followed. I breathed out a large sigh.
Welp. I avoided that pretty well. But hmmm. Now what should I do?
Should I go back to class... Or should I just skip?
Yup. Skipping sounds nice. I can't bear to face Millie right now. Luckily, Mary is an idiot so I'm not worried about her... Artie... Well he's definitely going to tease the sh*t outta me.
Yup. Definitely skipping.
Ah, but isn't skipping admitting that I've lost? I should make it seem like it was a joke. If I went to class proudly, they'd believe it wasn't true. But if I skipped, it's basically admitting that was I said was the truth.
Yup. It's best if I go to class. I started walking, but paused.
F*ck. Where am I?
I looked around in a panic. I didn't recognize a single thing. I had ran off in such a panic, that I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings. Now I'm in an unfamiliar part of the Academy.
F*CK THIS PLACE FOR BEING SO BIG!!!
Should I try to find Millie to escort me to class?
...On second thought, better not. She seemed pretty angry at me. Between the whole Mary thing and the Dante thing, I kept making her mad today. She looked like she was about to murder someone.
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Hahaha....
Uhhh. Actually... Should I have left her back there? She seems to have grown more... Intense since I've last seen her.
I'm starting to think that leaving her alone for three years was a bad idea. (No sh*t.)
Well. Looks like I won't be going to class after all. Guess I will just roam the halls and see where it takes me.
Hmm. There seems to be a lot of portraits of old men in this hallway. They all look like f*cking G*ndalf.
My body smacked into something and I rebounded back a few steps. "Ow! F*ck!"
In front of me was an old man statue, bent over with a wooden cane in his hand. His bushy eyebrows covered his eyes and he had a long bushy beard that went past his stomach.
It was wearing a long tan robe with a black sweater over it. His wizard like hat covered his bald head. The statue looked less like a wizard and more like a gnome.
I leaned forward scrutinizing the sculpture, "Holy sh*t. This statue looks so real. I wonder who this old fart was."
Suddenly, the statue moved and wacked my head with it's cane.
I bent over holding my head, "OW! WHAT THE F*CK?!"
"Who you calling an old fart?!"
My face paled, "The statue talks?!"
His cane bonked my head once more, "I'm not a statue!!!"
I held my head, "You crazy geezer!! Stop hitting me!"
*Bonk*
"Shouldn't you be in class?!"
I snickered, "Probably. But I'm not. So what?!"
*Bonk*
I shouted, "STOP DOING THAT!!!"
*Bonk Bonk*
His bushy eyebrows grew angry, "This generation is so disrespectful. They skip class and don't give their elders respect."
I chuckled, "Sorry father time. Don't get so upset or else you might have a heart attack."
*Bonk Bonk Bonk Bonk Bonk Bonk Bonk Bonk Bonk*
He shook his head, "Looks like I will have to give you your punishment."
Ah. So he must be a teacher or something. I sized him up. Psh. I can easily outrun this old man. He'd probably break a hip while coming after me.
"What's your name and class?"
I flipped my hair arrogantly, "Like hell I'd tell you. See you later old man~"
Before I could turn to run away, the old man flexed his muscles. In the blink of an eye, his clothes turned into tatters as bulging throbbing muscles burst out.
The bent over old man transformed into a massive body builder!!!
"EEEEEEEEEE?! WHAAAAAT THE F*******CK?!?!?"
I turned to run, but he gripped onto the collar of my dress. I screamed while trying to get out of his grip, but it was useless.
WHAT THE F*CK IS THIS?!
IS THIS SOME MAGICAL GIRL SH*T?!
He dragged me down the hall as I kicked and screamed. Joel popped out of his office. I put on a pitiful expression and held my hands out to him.
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Joel! Save me~
He ignored me and looked to the walking pile of muscles, "Ah, headmaster. What happened?"
Headmaster?!?!
THIS BEEFCAKE IS THE HEADMASTER?!
His deepened voice answered him, "Caught her skipping class. So I'm going to discipline her now."
Joel nodded, "Ah, I see. Same thing like always?" He grunted in response. Joel just smiled at me, "Have fun Seri~"
My body felt as though I was struck by lightning. If Joel's getting excited... Then that means...
I'm f*cked.
I started thrashing more wildly, "NOOOOO! I DON'T WANNA DIE! RELEASE ME YOU ORC MONSTER! AAAAAAH! I DON'T WANT TO BE THROWN IN A PIT!!!"
The headmaster ignored me and dragged me to the courtyard. He shoved a white cone hat on me that read: Dunce.
Then he forced two pails of water into my hands and made me balance on one foot on a stump.
"Hah?! What is this?! An endurance test??? Psh! This is a walk in the park! Some punishment!"
Joel walked over to the headmaster carrying a large crate. He sat it down, "Here's your tomatoes headmaster."
"HAHAHA! TOMATOES?! What are you gunna do?! Make me a salad? Hah! While you're at it, make me some ketchup-"
*SMASH*
A tomato suddenly crashed into my mouth, exploding all over my face.
I screamed spitting out the tomato in the process, "WHAT THE F*CK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! JOEL! THE OLD MAN'S GONE SENILE! QUICK! PUT HIM IN A NURSING HOME!"
A new onslaught of tomatoes smashed into my face and body.
"STOP THAT! IT HURTS! GEEZER! I SAID STOP!"
The students in the classroom heard the commotion and looked out the window. A student stood up, "Look! Headmaster's punishing someone!!!"
Everyone in the classrooms stopped what they were doing and pushed against the windows, looking down into the courtyard. Even the teacher joined them to watch.
Millie looked out and sighed, "Oh Seri..."
Artie opened the window and shouted out, "Oi Seri! You were that embarrassed that you skipped class?"
I blushed. Luckily my face was already red from the tomatoes that one wouldn't notice.
I shouted back, "I WASN'T EMBARRASSED! I JUST GOT LOST!"
The Headmaster's eyes shined with ferocity, "Children who lie get punished."
"I WASN'T-"
*SMASH*
The headmaster began to throw tomatoes with greater ferocity. I started dodging them midair.
I snickered, "How do you like that old man?!"
He grabbed another tomato and sent it flying with all his strength. It was thrown so fast, I couldn't even see it coming. It collided with my face, knocking me off of the stump. I landed on my back and twitched.
Joel clapped, "Wow! She lasted a lot longer than most people."
The headmaster grunted and started dragging me away by the ankle. "Now it's time for detention."
I wanted to cry.
Wasn't my punishment done already?!
He dragged me out of the courtyard and pulled me into a room. I wiped the tomatoes off of my face with a irritated expression. I was covered head to toe in tomato sacrifices.
He handed me a piece of chalk. I raised an eyebrow. He pointed to the chalkboard, "Write 'I will not skip class' on it until I tell you to stop."
I rolled my eyes, "No thanks."
He slammed his fist into the wall leaving an indent.
"EEK! Okay! Calm down already!"
I started writing on the board. I thought he'd stop after I filled it up, but he erased it instead.
"Again."
My mouth dropped, "You're kidding?!"
He glared at me. I quickly turned to the board to continue writing. After a few hours, my hand started cramping up. I stopped to rub it.
"Did I say you could stop?!"
"EEK!"
I quickly hurried to continue to scribble down words. Once the sun started setting, he nodded, "Alright. You can stop."
I dropped the chalk and held my hand, "Finally."
He pointed his cane at me, making me flinch. "You. Stop cursing and being disrespectful. You may leave, but I hope you learned a lesson and will stop skipping class."
I went to the door and hesitated. I turned around and stuck out my tongue, "Yeah right! Next time I will just skip class better!!!"
I ran off before the headmaster could punish me further. Joel laughed merrily then turned to the headmaster.
"You look so happy headmaster."
The headmaster was grinning ear to ear as he transformed back. Although you could barely tell he was grinning as his bushy beard hid it.
He chuckled, "Of course I'm happy. I've met an interesting character today. I've never felt so young."
*crack*
"Ah! My back!"
Joel chuckled as he helped the headmaster, "Don't push yourself."
I walked to the dorm trying to shake the excess tomato off of me. Well... This dress is ruined. It was once purple, but now it's red. I'm sure if Lona saw me right now she would chew me out.
But who knew tomatoes could hurt so much?! Or maybe that's just because the man chucking them at me had arms the size of pythons...
Seriously. What does he eat?! I need some of that.
I massaged my hand. It ached so much from writing nonstop. *sob*
I just want a warm bath.
I walked into the dorm building and saw Millie waiting for me. She giggled at my appearance.
I sighed, "Please don't laugh at me Millie. I'm in a lot of pain."
"Hehe. I'm sorry. I can't help it. You just looked so adorable when you were being punished."
I gulped at her ecstatic face.
Yup. I definitely left her alone for too long.
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