Correcting the Villainess of the Academy - Chapter 169
Chapter 170
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With the return of the third-years, a restless atmosphere hung over the Cradle.
Even though there was still quite some time left until the social season, the students were already chattering as if it were happening tomorrow.
“This one is a no go… This one…”
“That one’s seeing someone. From class B…”
“This one looks okay…”
In the hallway of the classroom, five or six female students were huddled together, whispering about something.
They were searching for candidates, engaged in a heated discussion while looking at a chart that listed the names and various details of the male students enrolled in the Cradle.
After rummaging for a while, one of the female students let out a deep sigh.
“Why are they all…”
The person next to her shook her head.
“It’s no use. The second-years are hopeless.”
“Then how about among the freshmen?”
When another female student brought it up, many showed interest.
This year’s freshmen were quite outstanding, with one or two already distinguishing themselves.
“…This one has a fiancee.”
“Guk Jaeryong. How about this one? I heard he’s the second son of the Imperial Castle.”
“The family is good, but the person is a bit… My younger sibling said that he’s always goofing off and getting scolded.”
“Shin Muyoung…? How about this one?”
“He’s from the frontier. And I don’t like him. I ran into him in the hallway the other day, and he suddenly started retching…”
The female student said, shuddering.
“Choi Woojin from Sungshan. He’s also 괜찮지. And then… Heukryeon’s…”
“Mask?”
“I think he’s okay too. He’s skilled, tall…”
“What are you talking about? At the beginning of the semester, you were cursing that weirdo, saying he was muddying the waters of the academy.”
“Th-that was then…! Well, the family is Heukryeon, so whatever. And who knows. Under the mask, there might be a pretty decent…”
One of the female students was in the middle of a passionate speech.
A sharp voice came from behind, causing her to tremble.
“Would you move aside?”
“Eek…”
The female student who made a sharp sound turned her head.
An arrogant yet coy female student was looking down at her, her red eyes shining.
“Min, Minha… Hello…”
“Can’t you hear? I said move.”
Yeon Minha cut her off sharply, as if she had no intention of accepting the greeting.
The female students quickly moved aside, seeing that she seemed particularly displeased today.
Without even glancing at them, she disappeared down the hallway.
The gathered female students each let out a sigh of relief, but also muttered complaints.
“What’s with her? She could have just asked nicely to move. So arrogant, honestly…”
“Still, she’s toned down a lot. In the first year, she was really… Ugh.”
The female student shuddered, recalling something.
“But is the Shadow Banquet side of things being prepared well…?”
Then.
When one female student brought it up, another hurriedly covered her mouth.
She looked around and whispered.
“Hey! What are you doing, talking about that here? What if the disciplinary committee or the professors hear?”
After confirming there was no one around, the female student let out a sigh of relief.
Then, with a sly smile, she added quietly.
“…Kwon Yuri said she’d take care of the preparations. We just need to… have fun and enjoy ourselves.”
***
Yeon Minha was walking down the hallway, her brow furrowed.
“Why is the student council settlement of all things…”
She was disappointed that she couldn’t go because the student council meeting and the ranking match drawing ceremony overlapped.
In addition, the conversation the other female students were whispering about in the classroom earlier was also one of the causes that disturbed her.
“How dare those vulgar things… mention just anyone…”
She muttered, filled with anger.
“Ahem. There, Junior Yeon Minha?”
As she was walking down the hallway.
A greasy voice suddenly called out.
Yeon Minha turned her head, not even hiding her displeasure.
A male student was walking towards her with a greasy smile plastered across his face.
The unfamiliar badge attached to the lapel of his jacket indicated that he was a third-year who had returned to the Cradle.
“Haa…”
Yeon Minha let out a sigh mixed with annoyance.
The students were excitedly buzzing.
The temporary return of the third-years, who were practically active-duty.
These circumstances meant one thing.
The social season was approaching again.
So, it wasn’t hard to guess the intentions of the man in front of her, who was clearly making advances.
“What is it?”
Even though Yeon Minha openly showed her disgust and contempt, the man didn’t care.
It was unclear whether he was thick-skinned or just clueless.
“Ahem. It’s been a while. It’s been a few months, and you seem to have gotten even prettier…”
“I’m sorry. I’m a bit busy.”
“Wai, wait…!”
The man hurriedly blocked Yeon Minha, who was trying to turn away without even listening to him.
His name tag read Chun Suho.
A scion of the Myeongwon family, one of the Magi 27 Families.
And one of the executive members of the Cradle’s student council.
The older brother of Chun Yurin, who had been in constant fierce opposition to her.
Yeon Minha was also familiar with him.
Though she hadn’t paid much attention to him.
‘What a spineless bastard. To the person who did that to his own little sister…’
Yeon Minha muttered coldly to herself.
She had once cut off Chun Yurin’s little finger, taking advantage of a loophole in a duel when she had been arrogantly crawling all over her.
To not show hostility to such an opponent, but to pant like a dog instead.
It was a ridiculous spectacle.
“The reason I called you is… if you have some time…”
In fact, those who were from noble families but still without a partner by their third year usually fell into one of two categories.
Either they were too outstanding.
Or they were unsalvageable trash.
And Yeon Minha’s judgment was that the man in front of her clearly belonged to the latter.
‘Well, he must be feeling the pressure. This social season is his last chance.’
However, that didn’t mean Yeon Minha had any obligation to listen to the man’s situation.
She was only feeling extreme displeasure.
And she wasn’t exactly a patient person.
‘…Report him to the student council? No. Rather than that…’
Yeon Minha ignored the man’s pleas and glanced around.
A deserted hallway without a single sign of anyone.
A place where there would be no witnesses to testify even if she injured him with magic, pretending it was an accident.
“Don’t be like that… just once…”
At the man’s words, Yeon Minha’s patience finally ran out, and she wiggled her fingers.
A small magic circle was engraved under her palm, and just as crackling flames were about to appear.
“What’s going on here?”
But the next moment, a low, heavy, yet trustworthy voice was heard.
Yeon Minha unknowingly broke into a bright smile and turned her head.
A masked male student appeared from the top of the stairs and was walking towards her.
“You…”
The third-year male student muttered displeasedly upon seeing him.
Unlike a moment ago when he was clinging on her, his tone was now openly condescending.
However, the fact that he was reacting calmly despite seeing that white, smooth mask suggested that he had indeed heard the rumors about the eccentric.
“Do you have any business with Senior Minha?”
“…Senior Minha, you say?”
Not only was his tone arrogant, but the way he addressed her was also very displeasing.
The third-year narrowed his eyes, turned to him, and expressed his hostility.
“Why don’t you move aside? Where does a mere freshman dare when seniors are talking…”
“I apologize, but I must be going. Senior Minha has a prior engagement with me.”
“What are you doing… Don’t just stand there!”
The masked male student ignored his words and walked towards Yeon Minha.
Then, he grabbed her shoulder almost as if embracing her and turned around.
“Senior. Are you okay?”
“Uh, uh? Yes…”
Honey seemed to drip from Yeon Minha’s eyes as she looked at him.
Her face was flushed, and she couldn’t even answer properly like a shy girl.
The fact that the sharp-tongued and arrogant Yeon Minha was meekly following him as if she had never been that way was even more infuriating.
“You insolent…!”
The third-year, unable to control his anger, rushed at him, but the freshman, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, had already grabbed his wrist.
“Argh!”
-Crack!
The man screamed in agonizing pain.
‘What kind of strength…!’
No matter how much he struggled, his arm wouldn’t budge as if it were stuck.
“Ugh… Argh!!”
“How dare you… lay a hand on…”
“Wai, wait…!”
Despite his pleas, the freshman didn’t care.
Far from letting go of his arm, he tightened his grip even more.
As if he intended to break it.
“Hey. Stop it!”
But Yeon Minha’s voice was heard.
The grip on his wrist instantly disappeared.
“Huff… Huff…!”
Chun Suho collapsed to the floor, panting heavily.
“You… dare to a senior… Eek…!”
He tried to glare at him, but upon meeting that intimidating gaze again, he instinctively shrank back.
Yeon Minha watched the whole scene with a smile, as if finding it amusing.
“Ahem. I apologize, Senior.”
After enjoying the spectacle for a while, she cleared her throat and stepped forward.
Her voice was filled with mockery.
“My junior is just very attached to me. Please forgive him with your generous heart. Or perhaps…”
She glanced at the male student lying on the floor in a ridiculous state.
“You wouldn’t report to the student council that a third-year had a fistfight with a freshman, would you?”
“Ugh…”
His groan filled with fear was as good as an answer.
Yeon Minha turned around and urged the masked male student in a voice full of joy.
“Hey. Let’s go.”
The two disappeared down the hallway, not even caring about the fallen person.
***
“Geez. I told you last time. You shouldn’t fight recklessly on campus.”
Yeon Minha, walking side by side with the masked male student, pretended to scold him.
“What would you have done if I hadn’t stopped you?”
Yeon Minha continued to tease him.
“And he may look like that, but he’s a third-year senior. A first-year shouldn’t treat him so carelessly.”
“What does that matter? Whether he’s a third-year or a professor.”
“Sigh…”
Yeon Minha sighed, but her voice was full of happiness.
It was because she clearly felt the male student’s disgruntled tone and the possessiveness underlying it.
On the other hand, there was also a slight sense of disappointment.
Yeon Minha wished he would be more aware of his own desires.
Of course, being treated preciously wasn’t a bad feeling at all.
“Alright. Don’t do that again. You don’t need to bother yourself with trash like him. I can handle them myself. Got it?”
“…Yes.”
When the male student reluctantly nodded, Yeon Minha finally relaxed a bit and changed the subject.
“Um… You know it’s the social season soon, right?”
She had long forgotten that she had called the other female students vulgar earlier.
However, unlike Yeon Minha’s voice, which had a hint of anticipation, the male student was calm.
“So I’ve heard. It’s been quite hectic lately because of it. Everywhere I go, that’s all they talk about, and even the third-years have returned…”
At the indifferent answer, Yeon Minha unknowingly pouted her lips.
“…”
But Yeon Minha soon shook her head.
Didn’t she expect this kind of reaction?
It was all up to her anyway.
“What’s wrong?”
“…Nothing. Anyway, you were on your way back from the ranking match drawing ceremony, right?”
“Yes. I went to the student council room first, but it was already locked. So I came to find you, and…”
“Ahem… I see…”
Yeon Minha nodded vigorously.
Then, she asked in a lively voice.
“So, who was your opponent decided to be?”
The man hesitated for a moment and answered in a somewhat troubled tone.
“…Jin Yeseo.”
End of Chapter
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