Villain: 10x Rewards Begins With The Protagonist's Mother

Chapter 85: 85 | Cliffhanger[Soft]

Inside the master bedroom, Natasha stood in front of the mirror wearing the outfit she had picked out for the lesson.

A white blouse that clung tightly to her curves, showing the outline of her black bra underneath. A black tie hanging loosely between her full breasts.

A tight pencil skirt that hugged her hips and stopped just above her knees. And lace-topped thigh-high stockings that flashed teasingly from beneath the hem every time she moved.

The top button was undone, revealing the tempting swell of her cleavage.

’Did I go overboard?’ She tugged at the skirt nervously. ’Will this make it too obvious that I’m trying to seduce him?’

She almost reached for a different outfit but then the mission description flashed in her mind.

[Make him steal glances at your body throughout the lesson.]

’No. This is exactly what I need.’ She took a deep breath and straightened her tie. Her cheeks were flushed but her eyes were determined. ’As long as I act natural, he’ll be the one who gets flustered.’

If she was going to do this, she was going to commit fully.

She took one last look in the mirror, turned to the side and checked everything, then turned to check the back.

’Okay. Let’s go before I change my mind.’

***

On the other side, Dante was sitting on the sofa in Natasha’s study room. But this wasn’t the study he remembered from the original Dante’s memories.

’She had something like this hidden in the mansion the whole time?’ He looked around with curiosity.

This wasn’t just a secret room behind a bookshelf. It was a completely separate space that existed outside the mansion’s actual layout.

’I wonder what she’s going to wear.’ He was curious about this place but his attention was entirely on Natasha. He deliberately didn’t check the feed this time. He wanted his reaction to be real.

Besides, this place would be theirs soon enough. He could look around all he wanted then.

He was pretending to look at his phone when he felt the mana fluctuations from behind.

’She’s here!’

The sound of heels clicking against the floor came from behind him.

He looked up and his phone nearly slipped straight out of his hand.

’Holy fuck...’ His eyes traveled from her face to her cleavage to the stockings peeking from under the skirt and back up again in under a second.

’She really went all out.’ Dante wanted to beg for mercy.

At this rate, before he could reach Body Reformation, something else was going to reform itself inside his pants.

Gulp!

"Y-yes, Master." He sat up straight, trying his best to look anywhere but at her legs. "What are we starting with today?"

He was playing the role of a student who was trying very hard not to stare. And honestly, it wasn’t much of an act right now.

"Before I teach you the mana technique, I need to explain some foundational knowledge first. I’ll teach you the rest gradually over time." Natasha spoke with a smile, hiding the flustered mess underneath as she reached for a book from the shelf.

She then pulled out a blackboard, a bench, and a pointer out of nowhere.

Dante was sitting on the bench, his eyes glued to the stockings peeking from under her skirt as Natasha wrote the word "Mana" on the board.

"Mana is the fundamental energy that exists in everything." She spoke while writing. "It exists in the air, the ground, living creatures, even the space between stars."

She turned around with a smile. "Do you understand?"

She knew exactly where his eyes had been a second ago.

"I-I understand, Master." Dante looked away with a flustered face like he had just been caught. ’How the hell does she expect me to listen to anything when she’s dressed like that?’

Besides, He already knew the basics of mana cultivation from the Path of Awakeners manual. So he could stare at her all he wanted and still pick up anything new she mentioned.

’And it’s time to reveal that.’ He grinned, his eyes fixed on her back.

’He must be so confused about why I’m dressed like this for a lesson, but his eyes are very honest.’ Natasha turned back to the board with a blush creeping up her cheeks.

This was her first time trying to seduce someone so she was naturally embarrassed. Especially since that someone was her own student.

"When a person absorbs mana into their body for the first time, their mana circuits activate. That’s the moment they become an awakener."

[Why is Master dressed like this all of a sudden? If she shows up looking like that out of nowhere, where am I supposed to look? But it really does suit her. I wish she dressed like this more often.]

Natasha froze mid-sentence after hearing Dante’s voice inside her head. A blue screen was floating in front of her eyes. ’This... are these Dante’s thoughts?’

’System, what is this? Is this a new function?’ She asked, genuinely shocked.

[Yes. These are Dante’s inner thoughts. I forgot to mention that you can hear them during this mission.]

’How do you FORGET something like that?! You definitely did this on purpose!’ She cursed the system in her heart while starting to panic inside.

She wasn’t sure she could teach him properly while hearing his thoughts. But at the same time, this was also a rare chance to find out what he really thought of her.

Natasha cleared her throat and tried to continue as if nothing had happened.

"Now, mana isn’t just a single type of energy..."

[I need to stop staring. She’s my master. She’s teaching me something important and I keep looking at her body. What’s wrong with me?]

’There’s nothing wrong with you. Look all you want!’ Her grip on the pointer tightened slightly. ’After all, I wore this just for you.’

"Mana has different properties and can be classified into various elements. Fire, water, earth, wind, lightning, ice, and so on. Every awakener has a natural affinity with at least one element."

She turned to write the elements on the board.

[Don’t look down. Don’t look down. Don’t look... damn it, I looked. Those stockings are going to be the death of me.]

[Since when did Master own something like that? No, stop. She’s doing this for the lesson. There’s no way she wore this on purpose.]

Natasha’s chalk froze on the board for a second before she forced herself to keep writing.

’Phew, he didn’t suspect me.’ A wave of relief washed over her.

"Master, should I be taking notes?" Dante asked from behind with an earnest voice.

"That would be good." Natasha said without turning around, afraid her face would give her away.

[If I keep a notebook in front of me, at least I’ll have something else to look at. I feel like a creep. She trusted me enough to make me her successor and I can’t even look at her face without my eyes dropping. Get it together, Dante.]

Something warm spread through Natasha’s chest after hearing those words. He was fighting himself instead of staring mindlessly. He genuinely respected her and felt bad about not being able to control his eyes.

’This idiot...’ A small, helpless smile formed on her lips. ’You don’t have to feel that guilty about it.’

She felt a sense of pride knowing the man she chose wasn’t so easily swayed. But his next thoughts almost broke her defense.

[But Master is so hot. How is she this beautiful at her age? And seriously, her body is just unfair. If she wasn’t my master, I would have already—]

The thought cut off right there.

Natasha stood completely still, staring at the board with a crimson face after being hit with the worst cliffhanger of her life.

’Already WHAT?! Finish your damn sentence!’