Villain: Your Heroines Were Delicious

Chapter 173: Chapter 38

The lunch bell echoed through the corridors of the high school, a sound that usually signaled the start of social maneuvering and casual banter.

“Alright class, be sure to review everything I’ve taught you today. It’ll appear in your exams. Good luck.” Their teacher said as he prepared his things and walked out of the room.

The students immediately sighed in relief.

Just then, Seijirou stood up from his desk, and the atmosphere around him immediately shifted as almost all students turned to stare at him.

He went towards Rei, who was packing her notes, and as he stood over her, she immediately looked up and smiled at him.

“Rei, go on ahead with the others,” Seijirou said smoothly. “I need to head to the Student Council room for a bit.”

Rei’s brow furrowed immediately, her protective instincts flaring as she glanced toward the back of the room where Taro was still gathering his things. “Is this about Taro?”

Seijirou nodded, a calm expression on his face. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing special. He just asked for my help with something.”

Rei didn’t look convinced so she turned around to shoot a piercing glare at her childhood friend—a look that promised a very long “talk” later—before turning back to Seijirou. “Alright. I’ll tell Suzune and the others not to wait up. Just don’t let him waste too much of your time.”

“Thanks.” Seijirou offered her a small, reassuring smile and exited the classroom, his pace steady and confident.

A few seconds passed in a tense silence before Taro stood up, his heart thumping against his ribs.

He was about to follow Seijirou when Rei’s voice cut through the air like a whip.

“Wait, Taro.”

Taro paused, his shoulders tensing as he looked at her.

Before, this interaction would’ve brought him so much joy and confidence, something to brag about to their classmates, but now, he was actually afraid of interacting with her.

After all, the distance between them felt like a canyon now. “W-What do you want, Rei?”

“What exactly do you want with Seijirou-kun?” Rei asked, her eyes narrowed.

She couldn’t understand. Taro has made no effort to hide his hate and envy towards Seijirou, and he was using every chance he can get to badmouth him.

And now, he’s asking for help? Rei was no Haruka or Touka, but she knew that something was definitely up with him.

“I… I just wanted to ask him for help,” Taro said, his voice dropping. “I-It’s something only he can help with.”

He looked nervous, his fingers twitching at his sides. He knew that his lie was completely unbelievable, not to mention Rei has always been very observant.

But he couldn’t really tell her the truth. It was already a miracle that Seijirou was willing to believe him.

Rei stared at him for a long, agonizing moment, searching for any sign of a lie or a hidden agenda.

And she found that he was absolutely lying.

Still, she didn’t call him out, after all, Seijirou himself said to not worry about it, so she simply gave a stiff nod.

“Alright.”

Taro sighed in relief seeing she didn’t press for more questions, and let out a long, shaky sigh and began the trek to the Student Council Room.

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Inside the Student Council Room.

“Rindou, sorry for troubling you.” Seijirou opened the door and walked in, his eyes widening slightly seeing her standing so close to him with a smile, showing her regal, and noble president auea.

And at the moment when the door clicked shut behind Seijirou, the Regal President mask shattered.

“Rin—?!”

Rindou moved with a speed that defied her poised image, throwing her arms around Seijirou’s neck and pulling him into a fierce, desperate hug.

“Hmm~ Seijirou’s scent… It’s been so long since you were alone here with me…” She inhaled his scent, smiling in joy.

“That, Rindou, there is—”

She didn’t let him finish as she cupped his cheeks, her eyes swimming with a mixture of longing and relief, and kissed him deeply.

Seijirou sighed internally. Oh well, it’s true that it’s been awhile since he actually spent time with Rindou alone, and the last time they hang out was during their study session, but that was with everyone else.

’…just for a bit is okay, I guess.’ he lowered his hands and wrapped them around her waist, pulling her even closer to him.

It was a hungry, possessive kiss, their tongues dancing in a familiar, heated rhythm that spoke of all the “alone time” they had been denied recently.

Truthfully, Seijirou would rather have himself lost in this moment and once again indulge in Rindou’s love.

But now really wasn’t a good time.

So he broke the kiss, pulling his head back slightly, but still resting his forehead to hers.

“Wait, not now,” he whispered, his voice husky. “I have a guest coming soon.”

“W-What?” Rindou’s hazy, lust-filled eyes immediately cleared.

The flush on her cheeks remained, but after she inhaled sharply, she quickly regained the cold, regal composure that made her the most feared and respected woman in the school.

“Why didn’t you tell me from the start? You made me excited for nothing.” She complained, all the while she smoothed her skirt and sat behind her desk, the picture of professional authority, while Seijirou took a relaxed seat on the leather couch.

“Yeah, that was my fault.” Seijirou nodded at her, “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

“Then join the Student Council.” Said Rindou, her eyes brightening slightly at the thought of highschool office romance, “I have already used all my connections and have the principal agree to let you join.”

“…. position?” Asked Seijirou.

He wasn’t really against it, and if Suzune and the others joined it, he’d basically turn this place into his own harem palace.

“Vice President.”

Seijirou raised an eyebrow, “Don’t you have a guy for that?”

“He…well, after I rejected him, he actually quit the student council and transferred school.” Said Rindou, feeling helpless.

“I see.” Seijirou nodded.

Well, he didn’t mind that the vice president whose name he already forgotten transferred to school.

After all, he was also one of the NTR villain in the game, blackmailing Rindou and have her become his plaything.

“Alright, it’ll look good in my papers too.” Said Seijirou.

Rindou smiled brightly. “Then welcome, Seijirou! I’ll invite Haruka and Touka too! They’ll be a great help to the student council!”

“Just bring the whole gang.” Said Seijirou, shrugging, “I can ask the principal. After all, my family’s donations accounts to half of the school’s funds.”

Rindou nodded her head repeatedly, “Yes! Do that!”

Just then, a sharp knock sounded at the door.

Seijirou turned towards the door and said, “Come in.”

Taro opened the door and crept inside, looking like he was entering a lion’s den. “Excuse me…”

Seijirou gestured to the sofa directly across from him. “Sit down.”

Taro sat, though “perched” was a better word. He was fidgeting, his eyes darting between Seijirou and the President.

Seijirou couldn’t help but chuckle at the boy’s blatant terror. “Don’t be afraid, Tadano. Rindou doesn’t bite… right?”

He shot Rindou a suggestive, wicked look, but the President’s poker face was legendary; her expression didn’t change a fraction of a millimeter, but Seijirou noticed the tips of her ears turning a brilliant, betraying crimson.

“Yes, just relax, Tadano Taro. I don’t bite,” Rindou said, though she shot Seijirou a sharp look that promised retribution for his teasing.

Taro felt the heavy subtext vibrating in the air between them, but he was too overwhelmed to decipher it, so he simply shrugged it off, focusing on the task at hand.

“Now, talk,” Seijirou commanded. “Tell Rindou exactly what you saw.”

Rindou immediately turned serious. She was actually quite curious as to why Seijirou brought this guy here.

Taro looked at Rindou, hesitated for a beat, and then the words began to pour out.

He told her about the man in the alley, the black mask that seemed to swallow his existence, and the horrific way the world ignored his crimes.

He spoke of his own failure to catch the predator and his desperate need for their resources.

When he finished, a heavy silence descended.

Seijirou leaned back, his eyes on Rindou. “What do you think?”

Rindou’s brow furrowed into a deep line of concentration as she nodded, humming in acknowledgement.

“Yes… it’s probably similar,” she thought, her mind immediately flashed back to the “Sex Note” user she had purged.

Both were cursed objects, and both were given to desperate degenerates who used them to have their way with women.

Honestly, with powers like those, they can do a lot better than just bang a woman.

“You… you believe me?” Taro’s eyes widened, his voice filled with a shock that was almost pathetic.

Seijirou was the one who answered, his voice steady. “Of course she does. This world is far from as simple as you thought it was, Tadano Taro. Rindou here hails from a family of specialists—people who have hunted these kinds of anomalies that threaten the lives of the innocent for generations.”

Rindou shot him a look. Although not exactly, but her grandfather was indeed part of the Grand Order, an organisation that do exactly that.

But she didn’t even know about it until a month ago!

“Wow…” Taro muttered, a sense of profound validation washing over him.

He slumped back into the sofa, the tension finally leaving his shoulders.

“So I’ve really not gone crazy. It’s real.”

Although he has a system, but that’s a completely different matter than those items that one can only find in a hentai manga.

“Don’t worry, if you can describe that person well, I will have my father conduct a search and have the entire district turned upside down if I have to.”

That, she swore, on her very origin.