It's Overwhelmingly Convenient That the Female Lead Has Darkened - Chapter 25

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A villainess who’s gone corrupt is overwhelmingly more convenient
#25
Janet was frustrated.
How could she not manage this?
“Is this really so difficult?”
With a flick of her hand, Janet conjured a candle and lit it in an instant.
“You just make it like this, like I said!”
Whoosh! Crackle-pop! Flutter-flutter!
Then she pulled the flames into shape, tied them into knots with practiced ease, and sent off a phoenix.
Clap, clap, clap…….
The students offered mechanical applause.
And no wonder—the phoenix she’d just sent flying was already the twenty-eighth one she’d demonstrated.
By now, another phoenix taking flight was hardly worth a second glance.
Daisy, who kept alternating her gaze between the smirking Janet and the departing phoenix, carefully raised her hand.
“May I ask something?”
“Go ahead.”
“Forgive me for asking, but is it really all right to send so many immortal phoenixes away like that?”
She’d released so many doves of peace that they’d eventually crossed the road in blue flames and turned into clever chicken-pigeons, so wouldn’t the same happen to phoenixes…….
“Daisy Sablehart.”
“Yes?”
“Zip it.”
…….
Click, click.
In place of Daisy’s sealed lips, a red rooster that had been wandering the training grounds like a farmyard answered for her.
The rooster stopped as if it had found something, staring with eyes that seemed to look at nothing in particular before lowering its head and pecking deliberately at the sand.
It was catching insects.
One of the new students, watching Janet observe this with disdain, raised their hand.
“Professor, I have a question.”
“Go ahead.”
“Wouldn’t the fire-rooster be hot?”
“It’s shaped from flame, but it’s not actually fire. It’s not hot enough to burn your—”
Wow, it’s so soft!
It’s warm!
Oh, it’s adorable!
Come here, little one!
Cock-a-doodle-doo…….
Before Janet could finish her explanation, the new students swarmed over and began petting the fire-rooster.
The fire-rooster, still utterly inscrutable in its thoughts, received their touch while pecking at the ground.
“Really pathetic…….”
Janet muttered this to herself as she watched the scene unfold.
And surprisingly, Daisy, hearing those words, felt no shame.
She was not angry, nor did she feel wronged.
She simply nodded as if the words were nothing but truth.
‘Ha-ha, I suppose I am rather pathetic.’
She even brushed her nose sheepishly.
That irritated Janet all the more.
‘Why is she accepting it!’
I mean, if you could amplify a candle and transform it like that, you’d think she’d be a little more proud of it…….
“Snicker.”
That was when it happened.
An irritating sound from somewhere caught Janet’s attention, and she turned her head.
There stood a cluster of students who had not joined in with petting the fire-rooster.
Badges of blue.
They were students from Raven’s Hall.
The students were laughing mockingly as they watched the rooster wander the training grounds.
“It’s literally just a chicken.”
“She’s insane. How do you make a chicken no matter what you try?”
“I’d be too embarrassed to stay here if I were her.”
Janet Hoar let out an incredulous breath.
What? Insane? Embarrassed?
“What are you all doing right now?”
Janet’s voice turned to ice.
“Making cheap imitations of me like that… Why? Heh.”
A student who’d been giggling and prattling on finally noticed the stares around her and shut her mouth.
“Are you finished?”
“I’m—I’m so sorry…….”
“A bunch of you can’t even light a single candle properly, yet you have so much to say?”
“…….”
“…….”
“If you’re truly confident in your abilities, feel free to show off. I’ll take the time to watch personally.”
“…….”
“…….”
The students said nothing at all.
The truth was, not a single one of them had managed to light even one candle yet.
Only then did the students who still had their wits about them begin to grasp, even slightly, just how remarkable what Daisie had done truly was.
“Can’t do it?”
Janet asked coldly.
“Everyone who spoke up just loses five points.”
“…….”
“…….”
“Why aren’t you practicing right now?”
“Yes, yes!”
“We’re terribly sorry!”
Jolted back to their senses by Janet’s sharp rebuke, the students turned their attention back to the candles and began straining earnestly once more.
Hmph.
Janet clicked her tongue as she watched them struggle.
Where on earth did they keep finding such dim-witted fools every year to admit into the academy…….
If the vice principal, who took immense pride in Eldvain Academy’s student selection system, had heard that muttered aside from Janet Hoer, she would have wept and fled the room. Janet turned her gaze back to Daisie.
“…….”
That one, though—I’ll admit she has potential.
Last lesson too, she certainly…….
Lost in thought, Janet Hoer lifted her head at the distant, slow chime of a grandfather clock.
Dong— Dong—.
The students who’d been straining in front of their candles reflexively broke into bright smiles at the sound.
Finally, class is over?
Janet, watching their reactions with quiet malice, opened her mouth.
“Class is dismissed.”
“Yay!”
“However, by next Tuesday…….”
Gulp.
The children swallowed hard.
Was she asking them to make the candles much bigger?
Oh no—surely she wasn’t asking them to conjure a phoenix, was she?
“Read and , then write a twenty-page report on the mana-conjured phoenix.”
“…….”
“…….”
“Make sure to submit it. And for the record, whoever conjures a fire-bird or fire-rat or anything like that is exempt from the report.”
Every eye in the room turned toward Daisie at once.
As envy, resentment, jealousy, and admiration flooded toward her, Daisie found herself stepping back without thinking.
What now, why again.
“That’s all.”
Janet Hoer didn’t even glance at Lydia, who was struggling to show off a candle flame that had grown to the size of two fists, and strode straight out of the practice hall.
No one saw it.
The faintest of smiles that crossed Janet’s face.
* * *
“Hey, Seabright……! Actually, about the assignment…….”
“Daisie! Me first! Wait, let me fix my singed bangs… Anyway, what I wanted to say is, can we do the assignment together…….”
“Can you tell me how you did that just now…….”
“Daisie, let’s do the assignment together…….”
Coo-coo-coo-coo…….
The path out of the training grounds seemed unusually complicated today.
But Daisy didn’t let it slow her down, quickening her pace.
Do what you want. Because Daisy certainly did what she wanted.
Of course, before leaving, she did give the flightless phoenix a quick pat—well, the spicy chicken version of one.
At least the gesture bought her an exemption from the assignment.
“The professor must be insane.”
Walking toward the dormitory, Daisy mulled this over deeply.
Why would someone heading to the Magus Tower this semester be assigned a report?
True, she’d submitted reports to Janet Hoer before in the original story, but that was only during basic magic lessons.
“In Foundational Magic class, I’m pretty sure I was basically just a candle-summoning machine….”
Thinking about how even the curriculum had changed, something had definitely shifted.
She just had no idea what had prompted the change.
‘Did it happen because everyone in our class lit all the candles last time?’
If so, moving on to the next topic made sense.
‘But how did everyone manage to light them all in the first place?’
Lost in the endless chain of questions, she hadn’t noticed the person already inside the bedroom.
The one waiting for her.
“Daisy Seablehart.”
At the sound of her name, Daisy looked up, her eyebrows rising in surprise.
“Oh—you’re…!”
“That’s right. Now you finally recognize me,”
“Lydia’s timid former left arm!”
“Nora Spence!”
Nora Spence, her long brown hair tied up, shouted indignantly.
“I see.”
Nora waited for the kind of response Daisy Seablehart would typically give.
But Daisy said nothing after that.
She merely sat at the desk, chin propped in her hand as if lost in thought.
“Wait, that’s it?”
“Hm? What is?”
“You just say ‘I see’ and that’s the end?”
“What else do you need?”
“I’m your roommate!”
That was when it happened.
“Wait—you’re my roommate?”
Daisy spun around, visibly startled, and asked.
A smile of relief flickered across Nora’s lips.
That was more like it.
Daisy Seablehart couldn’t just ignore her.
“Yeah, so that means—”
“You’re the one who was passed out on the bed with a club in hand?!”
“Well, that is—”
Nora hurried to defend herself.
Had Daisy not said what came next.
“In that case, let’s keep things simple. We don’t know each other.”
“What?”
“I’d prefer to live long.”
To keep some distance from the villains who’d become formidable later on….
Daisy added something cryptic and turned back to her brooding.
……
Nora stared at Daisy’s round head, utterly bewildered.
She hadn’t expected some grand conversation.
But she’d at least thought there would be some appropriate reaction to this situation.
‘Is this really Daisy Seablehart?’
In that moment, something brushed through Nora’s mind—a voice from someone she’d thought was a dream, utterly indifferent.
‘I told you. I have no intention of getting close to anyone.’
There was definitely something off about Daisy.

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