Villain: Your Heroines Were Delicious - Chapter 176 - 41

Chapter 176: Chapter 41

“You heard the girl,” Suzune hissed, her voice like grinding steel. “She doesn’t want to go back with you, so fuck off before I make you.”

“You… You…” Kirei’s face contorted into a mask of indignant rage, his finger trembling as he pointed it at Suzune.

The sheer audacity of a teenager standing in his way was clearly more than his fragile ego could handle.

Honestly, his ego was already more fragile than a glass due to how he grew up hearing his father’s legend, about how he suppressed those old lineage to establish their family.

While he himself was rather mediocre, possessing neither the business acumen nor political skills of his father.

So Kirei had always suffered from an inferiority complex.

“You, girl… tell me your name this instant!”

“Why should I?” Suzune didn’t even flinch.

Others might be afraid of him, but she isn’t. When it comes to wealth, her mother’s company had already spread branches from Asia all the way to the West.

And when it comes to connections, they are backed by the Kageyama Family.

If it’s just a matter of who is the richest and who has the best backers, then Suzune believes that she has the capital to be arrogant.

Who in this day and age doesn’t have a powerful family backing them?

She leaned back slightly, her expression shifting from fierce to mocking. “No, seriously, do you actually expect people to just give out their names because you told them to? How egocentric can you be? You’re acting like we’re in some low-budget period drama.”

“You bitch!” Kirei’s self-control snapped.

Losing his mind to the pressure and the recent “sweet feast” with Mister, he raised his hand high, the palm open and ready to strike her across the face.

Suzune didn’t move to dodge. Instead, her smile brightened into something sharp and satisfied.

Just then, before Kirei’s hand could travel even halfway, a grip like an iron vice clamped onto his wrist.

The sudden halt was so jarring it sent a shockwave through the man’s shoulder.

“Who!?” Kirei spun around, and his eyes suddenly widened to the size of saucers, because sanding behind him, looking bored yet terrifyingly focused, was Kageyama Seijirou.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Seijirou asked, his voice was quiet but threatening, sending chills down the man’s spine.

He had only ever felt this level of fright from the mister.

Seijirou’s grip on Kirei’s wrist began to tighten, the sound of leather gloves straining against skin the only noise in the sudden silence.

“Ah! Let go!” Kirei cried out, the pain causing his knees to buckle as he was forced down to the dirt in a pathetic display. “Stop! Stop! I am the Head of the Kurosaki Family! Have you never heard of the Kurosaki name? Our two families are quite close! We are practically allies!”

Seijirou’s gaze didn’t leave Kirei’s sweating face, his gaze was calm as it always has, as if Kirei’s background means nothing to him, and truthfully, it really doesn’t.

“Yeah. I’ve heard of you. A third-rate family with a fourth-rate head. Nothing special.” His eyes turned to the trapped hand. “This is the hand that was about to slap Suzune, right? Very well.”

With a sudden, sickening CRACK that echoed off the metal walls of the storage house, Seijirou broke the man’s wrist.

“AAAHHH!” Kirei’s scream was shrill, echoing through the back area of the school as he clutched his mangled arm, tears of agony and humiliation streaming down his face.

“Shut up,” Seijirou commanded, his shadow falling over the kneeling man. “Act like a man and take it. Now scram before I decide to break your whole arm too.”

Kirei glared up at him, a mixture of hatred and absolute terror in his eyes as he held his broken wrist.

He wanted to argue, to curse, but the moment Seijirou’s brow furrowed into a frown, the “Head of the Kurosaki Family” scrambled to his feet like a scolded cur.

He didn’t even bother to say another word; he just turned and bolted toward the main building.

“W-Wait for me, Mr. Kurosaki!” Yumanei-sensei screamed in a panic, his face pale as he scurried after the retreating man, terrified of being left alone with Seijirou and his gang, and in their own territory no less.

Seijirou watched them go for a moment before turning back toward the group as he exhaled a long breath, his intensity vanishing as he looked at Suzune and Erina. “What was that about? And who’s that guy?”

“My father,” Erina replied softly. She was staring at the spot where Kirei had just been, her expression unreadable.

“Oh, I see. A rebellious phase?” Seijirou nodded, his expression softening slightly. “Don’t worry about it, I say. That’s how we grow up and became adults.”

Suzune chuckled slightly.

Erina bit her lip, her hands tightening around her cane as she shook her head slowly. “Not really. He just wanted me to go back with him… and I refused.”

“Like I said, rebellious phase. Well, you don’t have to worry about him,” Seijirou said as be stepped forward and ruffled her hair with a surprising gentleness that made her heart skip a beat. “If you don’t want to go back, then don’t. You’re under my roof now.”

With that, he stepped into the storage house.

Suzune smiled and patted Erina’s shoulder. “Heard that? Don’t worry about it. You’ve got his words.”

Erina remained standing outside for a few seconds, the wind ruffling her hair.

The weight that had been pressing on her chest since the confrontation began to lift as she smiled—a genuine, small smile—and followed them inside.

Inside, everyone else greeted Seijirou as he entered.

“Boss, what took you so long?” Renji asked the moment Seijirou walked in, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. “Had a little too much talk there, I see.”

“He had very serious ’business’ to talk about with the President, so obviously he’ll take his time,” Sakai laughed, nudging Renji with his elbow.

Seijirou ignored the banter and sat down in his usual spot. “All of you, sit down first. I have something important to say.”

The joking atmosphere vanished instantly.

The group recognized that tone, so they immediately scrambled to find seats on the gym mats and crates, falling into a respectful silence.

“Is this about what you talked about with Taro?” Rei asked, her eyes sharp.

Seijirou nodded. “Yeah. But first, I want to tell you that all of you are now officially part of the Student Council. Therefore, you are to gather at the Student Council room every day from now on.”

“EH!?” The exclamation was nearly unanimous as even Shou looked awake for a second.

Only Haruka and Emi remained expressionless, as if they had already calculated this outcome…even though they didn’t.

But since they were always almost expressionless, it’s hard to tell.

Seijirou reached into his bag and pulled out a stack of official-looking documents. “Here are the application forms. Rindou has already pre-approved them. Just pick a position you want, write your name, and sign it.”

The papers were passed around, and a reluctant, slightly confused deliberation began.

“Man, why do I have to do this. I’ll just pick the lowest position so that I won’t have too much work.” Said Renji.

“General affairs sounds nice.” Said Sakai.

“Well, I’ll go with that too.” Shou shrugs.

Rei stared at them as she thought, ’Isn’t being in the lowest position means you’ll have to be boss around by the higher position?’

Although she thought that, she chose General Affairs for the reason that she wanted to experience what it feels like to work nine-to-five in advance.

She’d use it as a motivation to work hard so she wouldn’t grow old being a minimum wage earner.

With that, Shou, Renji, Sakai, and Rei unanimously chose General Affairs.

Haruka naturally claimed the Secretary position, feeling that she can put her intellect and skills into good use in this position.

Touka, with her head for business, chose Treasurer, wanting to gain even more experience by handling the fundings.

Suzune, Yukina, and Emi signed up for the Disciplinary Committee, a choice that made Seijirou pity any future rule-breakers, and lastly, Erina chose the Auditor position.

“Alright, with all that out of the way, it’s time to get serious,” Seijirou said, and immediately the air in the room grew heavy, a tense atmosphere settling over them. “Taro told me this earlier. Apparently, there is a person on the loose possessing a supernatural item that can erase his presence from people’s perception. It allows him to commit crimes and molest women without them being able to notice his existence.”

“Like the ones from hentai porn?” Yukina asked, raising her hand with a completely serious face.

The entire room turned to look at her.

“What?” She raised an eyebrow. “That’s what everyone else is thinking, right? Don’t look at me like I’m the weird one for saying it out loud.”

“She’s right,” Seijirou nodded, acknowledging the grim reality. “Rindou and I have already agreed to help Taro find this man. I want all of you to keep your eyes open. This isn’t just school business; this is a threat to the district.”

“Alright, Boss! Consider it done!” Renji shouted, cracking his knuckles.

“No problem,” Sakai muttered, his eyes narrowing. “A hentai pron protagonist, huh? We’ll see how long he stays hidden… I call dibs on the mask!”

Everyone looked at him.

“…I wanted to burn it myself! How could anyone be this disgusting!” Sakai exclaimed righteously.

Seijirou smirked, “Alright, enough about that. For now, let’s continue our study session.”

Simultaneous groaning sounded.