CH 15

Name：The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For Some Reason, It Became My Harem Author：Crosis
+ - Turn off Reset
To avoid his anger, I quickly finished my breakfast and got up from my seat.

“Where are you going?”

Father, who saw me, showed no sign of hiding his irritation and asked me as I was about to leave the room.

“I’m going back to my room to get ready to go to the Magic Academy.”

“… Damn it, do what you want. But don’t forget that for someone without magic talent like you, I had to pay the Magic Academy a lot of money because you are my son. It is not a place where you should be allowed, but you had my blood and financial support.”

“I know, Father.”

“It’s good as long as you understand. Just don’t get in the way of your brother and sister.”

Bullshit!

I stood up, muttering this in my mind.

◆

It has been a month since I started attending the school, which also means it has been a month since Bridgette Modell and I sat next to each other.

After spending a month next to each other every day, I was beginning to understand Bridgette, but the more I learned about her, the more questions grew in my mind.

At least that’s what I have felt and thought so far: Bridgette has a strong sense of justice and hates crookedness, and therefore naturally hates me too.

However, would she, who has such a strong sense of justice, hire a bunch of ruffians to attack the Sufia? That’s what has been in my mind lately.

Even I, who have only been next to her for a month, can assure you that she is not the kind of woman who would do such a thing. She is so straightforward that it is easy to understand.

Thus, it must have been someone else who caused Sufia to be attacked by ruffians and then blamed it on Bridgette.

I sighed as I thought about it.

“You’re not only staring at me but sighing too? Are you trying to pick a fight with me? I’m ready to beat you anytime if that’s what you want.”

“No way. Bridgette is just too beautiful, so I couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. I swear to the Heavens that I’m not trying to pick a fight with you.”

“You’re a talker, aren’t you? Someday I will catch you by your tail and cut you in half from the head down.”

Bridgette came at me as usual, and I ducked and dodged, but I felt that Bridgette’s tone of voice had lost some of its restraint recently.