Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

Chapter 136  Rejection

Rumbling my hand on the bed, I reached out for the table where the alarm was before turning it off.

I pushed my naked body up from the comfortable bed and sat down, looking around vacantly.

But my vacant expression hardened as I looked at the time on the alarm clock.

"Fuck me sideways."

I cursed softly, rubbing my temples.

It's already past seven, and I slept throughout the time that I was supposed to train with Lauryn.

"First day after coming back, and I am already up for a punishment."

I groaned in frustration as I sat down cross-legged with my hands on my knees.

More than half a month has passed since the competition ended, and five days have passed since the academy reopened.

I returned here last night, having completely engraved all the runes in the correct order.

It did take a lot of time, but the result was also satisfactory.

"Huff...."

I drew a deep breath in to calm myself as I focused on my body, specifically on my heartbeat.

'One, two, three....'

Feeling my own soft, redemically beating heartbeat, I counted it in my mind until it reached seven.

'Muspelh.'

As soon as I felt the seventh beat, I used Muspelh with Sowilo.

My entire body brightened up in a golden hue, and beautiful yet mesmerizing runes started to faintly emerge on my skin as I continued to count my heartbeat.

At the first beat, my muscles started heating up. By the third beat, it felt like they were burning.

At the fifth beat, my muscles started to tear up, and at the seventh beat, before my muscles started to produce steam, I stopped it.

Taking seven heartbeats for rest, I repeated the same process with Neplh, my body glowing with faint white runes.

That's the most suitable way I found to use the runes with the Muspelh and Neplh without damaging my body beyond recovery.

"Huff...."

I kept repeating the same cycle for half an hour before getting up from the bed.

'If it goes on like this, then my self-healing will be a lot stronger.'

Maybe not comparable to vampires, but it will definitely surpass high humans.

"Arghh..."

My body was still sore from all the pain, but I ignored it and took a cold shower before wearing my uniform and heading out.

It was still early, with many of the students still moving around instead of being in class.

And once again, some girls kept glancing at me, giving me sweet smiles that were hard to ignore.

'Am I really that handsome?'

I wondered, touching my face that felt soft like a baby's skin.

[You are noticing that now?]

'You can't blame me, man. People always looked at me with hatred.'

[Sure.]

Since Oliver and Aimar were still resting back at home, I will be alone for a while.

'Oliver... That fucker! He shouldn't have done that.'

Just remembering that he revealed his eyes makes me want to slap the shit out of him.

He shouldn't have used it until the first game ends.

That idiot gave me another headache without any reason.

[...Eye of Horus?]

'You know about it?'

[...Yeah.]

'What happened?'

Feeling the hesitation in his voice, I couldn't help but ask.

[It's nothing.... But it sure is surprising that he is related to Horus.]

'It's not that surprising; his mother's side of the family is related to that goddess.'

[I see.]

'By the way, Horus is dead, right?'

[Yeah, he died long ago.]

'Things keep on getting complicated.'

I grumbled in my mind, biting my lower lip in frustration.

If his family gets a hint of what Oliver is capable of, they might try to kill him before he grows stronger.

Anyway, I have to be careful about his situation as well. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

With Ishtar's executives hunting forsaken families' kids, it wouldn't be weird if they tried to kill Oliver and Aimar.

...Hmm?

As I made my way to my class, a few familiar faces appeared in front of me.

Ethan, Miley, and Ruby walked towards the class together, talking about something.

'What's with her?'

As my gaze remained fixed on Ruby, I thought to myself.

Why is she close with Ethan?

'I don't remember any mention of her in the game either.'

Is it just Ethan's protagonist halo working? Attracting girls around him?

'What am I thinking?'

I mentally slapped myself for this absurd thought.

There is no such thing as a halo.

Everyone moves for a reason; I just don't know her reason yet.

"Arghh!"

A startled groan escaped my lips as someone grabbed my hand, dragging me into an empty classroom.

"What the hell!?" I yelled, glaring at her, massaging my hand.

"Where were you this morning?" Slamming her fist on the wall right beside my face, she growled, her mahogany eyes glaring at me.

She stood just inches away from me, her breath tickling my face, making me uncomfortable.

"I was tired," I replied honestly, leaning back but couldn't because of the wall.

"Have you given up on getting stronger? And is this the best you can do?" She growled, bringing her face closer, "you would have been dead right now if I wanted."

"Why would you kill me?" I replied firmly, looking into her eyes, "Will you break your own moral code and kill someone innocent?"

"You are innocent?" She mockingly asked, "Do you even remember how many you have killed directly or indirectly?"

"..."

I parted my lips to rebuke, but I stopped as I looked at her slightly reddened eyes.

...Is she crying?

Click!

She quickly moved away from me as the door of the classroom clicked open.

"Am I interrupting something?" Ashlyn mumbled awkwardly, her gaze drifting between us.

"No," Lauryn replied, shaking her head before looking back at me, "Be on time from tomorrow onwards."

She then walked out of the room, leaving me and Ashlyn alone.

"Is something going on between you two?" She curiously asked, narrowing her eyes, gently walking towards me.

"Nothing worth mentioning," I replied, taking my seat on the desk, looking at her, "How is your sister?"

"Out of danger," she replied, leaning on the desk I was sitting on, "She is still in shock after what she had gone through."

"Sorry I couldn't visit her," I mumbled, gently patting her head.

"It's fine," she replied, shaking her head, "You were more injured than her."

"And you should take some rest as well." I chuckled, messing her hair before removing my hand, "I can see dark circles below your eyes."

"I just combed my hair." She groaned in frustration, fixing her hair.

"Yeah, yeah." Chuckling, I hopped down from the desk, "Let's go to class."

"Az." I halted my steps as she called me softly.

"Yeah?"

"About your confession—"

"Don't worry about it." I replied nonchalantly, waving my hand.

"No," she replied without budging, "It will be rude to just keep you hanging."

I gently turned around to face her as I replied, "Then what's your answer?"

"Hahh."

She let out a deep breath, gently bowing down, her caramel hair falling down, covering her face.

"Okay, I get it." Before she could say anything, I interjected, "I am getting rejected, right?"

So my face is not really that impressive, huh?

"Ahhh."

She whimpered silently, awkwardly raising her head.

"You aren't going to force me, right?" She asked, rubbing her sweaty hands.

"What do you think I am?" I rebuked, folding my hands and narrowing my eyes.

"D-don't g-get m-me wrong, I am just confirming." She stammered, her face turning slightly red.

"Wait, are you giving me ideas?" Grinning, I decided to tease her, "Should I try it?"

"Want me to hit you?" She rebuked, walking closer.

"I am not into that." Chuckling, I replied as we walked out of the class.

[You are.]

'Shut up.'

"You took the rejection way too calmly." She mumbled, looking at me, "I thought it would definitely hurt your ego."

"I don't have that type of ego."

"Well, that's a good thing."

"By the way, which religion do you follow?" I curiously questioned, looking at her.

"Hmm? No one in particular." Walking beside me, she replied, "But my mother was a dedicated follower of goddess Anastasia."

"Well, as long as you don't follow Adon, I don't mind." I replied, shrugging.

"First, it's bad to call a god by his name; only the Holy Lady can do that," she stated, "And what do you mean by that?"

"You know, only he restricts his followers from marrying someone with multiple partners." I explained calmly.

"I don't get it." She replied, tilting her head in confusion.

"Right, you are still a child." I patted her head gently, shaking my head.

"At least explain it to me."

"No."

"Come on, Az!"

[You are not going to ask the reason for the rejection?]

'I am the reason, El. What is there to ask?'

[Right, Noah.]

'Yep.'

Even then, I am glad she rejected me.

Because I don't plan to change my mind about her.