It's Overwhelmingly Convenient That the Female Lead Has Darkened - Chapter 72

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A villainess protagonist is overwhelmingly convenient.
#72
“I’ve been waiting for a student like you, Daisy.”
The Herbology professor spoke with swelling pride.
“Remarkably profound knowledge of Herbology despite being merely a freshman! Decisive action without the slightest hesitation when harvesting herbs! And the leadership to guide your team!”
When exactly did you see all that…….
“I followed you.”
…….
“There could be dangerous situations, after all.”
Ha-ha-ha!
Daisy glanced around, dodging the professor whose hearty laugh seemed outsized for his compact frame.
Abyad Kutub’s research room was crammed with dried herbs and medicinal compounds, along with books of truly staggering thickness.
Then Daisy suddenly locked eyes with three gaunt students seated behind the professor.
The three shook their heads vigorously, as if they’d been waiting for this moment.
Don’t drink that.
…….
Daisy carefully set down the Red Bean Tea.
“Um, Professor?”
“Yes, Daisy. Speak freely.”
The professor, who had been watching the Red Bean Tea she set down with evident regret, urged her on.
“I heard that students marked ‘Counseling Required’ can do a Grade Skip.”
“That’s right! Someone of your caliber could jump straight to the intermediate level right now…….”
“I’d like to take the beginner Herbology course from the start, step by step.”
At those words, the professor’s face fell as if the world had crumbled.
“Why on earth?”
Because I want to have a quiet, peaceful, unobtrusive Academy life.
Of course, she didn’t say that.
Daisy had enough sense to keep that to herself.
“The Herbology knowledge I possess is only from books. I want to learn real-world application step by step alongside my classmates. Beginner Herbology is essential knowledge too, after all.”
“Oh my……!”
The professor clasped his hands together, visibly moved.
His round, dark eyes shone brilliantly.
“I knew I graded your performance correctly……!”
“Then I’ll leave it at that, and I should be going——”
Grab.
It was the professor’s small hand that caught Daisy as she rose from her seat.
But his grip was surprisingly strong.
“……Professor?”
“Daisy, there’s something I’d like to ask of you. First, would you care to try the Red Bean Tea?”
Don’t do it.
The three gaunt figures in the back shook their heads firmly, their expressions grave.
“Professor? What kind of request…….”
“Nothing too grand. How would you like to explore the greater, deeper world of Herbology with our research room going forward?”
Had she been the original Daisy, she would have nodded without hesitation.
But the current Daisy knew better.
Gwon Do-yo’s former university classmate had drunk the warm Red Bean Tea offered by this kind professor and become one of the few remaining slaves in the twenty-first century.
“Well, I appreciate the offer, but……”
“But?”
“I’d like to study more subjects and then decide.”
“Daisy, how many times do you have ‘Counseling Required’……?”
“Four times.”
“Curse it.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Oh, never mind. Let me drop the language.”
A foreign language, perhaps?
The Herbology professor, his kind smile never wavering, spoke to the tilting Daisy.
“I understand. Of course, being only a first-year student, it won’t be easy to decide. So let’s cultivate your curiosity and passion for Herbology step by step through our beginner course.”
Damn these people… they’re so good at spotting talented students, and every time they pull this… no, never mind, I still have one more left…….
“Well then, I’ll take my leave.”
“Ah, yes. Daisy. See you in the beginner Herbology course.”
The Herbology professor, who had been muttering something desolate beyond measure, let out a snort at Daisy’s greeting.
That made it worse.
Daisy had nearly fled the Research Room when she turned a corner in the Corridor.
Thud!
She collided head-on with a boy running toward her.
“…….”
“……?”
Though he was the one who had come running and hit her first, the boy was the one who fell—and he looked rather confused about it.
Daisy stood immobile as a boulder, studying the boy.
His hair was a familiar greenish-brown shade.
“Boris Hagel?”
“……Daisy?”
Boris, his bangs hanging messily over his face, asked hesitantly.
Then he began feeling around on the ground.
“Oh, wait…….”
“Looking for your glasses?”
Daisy retrieved his glasses from quite a distance away.
The lenses were so thick they looked faintly clouded, and a crack ran down the center.
“These are cracked. You won’t be able to use them.”
“Really?”
At her words, the startled Boris brushed his long bangs back to examine them.
And then,
“…….”
Heavens above.
Did it have to be this textbook?
A delicate, beautiful boy with large hazel eyes threatening to spill over at any moment gazed at Daisy and blinked.
His finely-sculpted nose and lips, along with skin that seemed almost translucent, gleamed almost sanctified in the morning sunlight pouring through the window.
“…….”
“D-Daisy……?”
The delicate boy asked in a trembling voice.
“Boris Hagel.”
“Y-yes?”
She couldn’t very well tell him to come to some amicable agreement with his glasses while the getting was good.
She had no way to say it.
Perhaps Boris Hagel was also practicing his own creed—quiet and peaceful, drawing no attention, graduating from the Academy alone.
So Daisy simply handed the glasses back to him.
“Th-thank you, Daisy.”
Boris Hagel, transformed in an instant back into a taciturn and gloomy glasses-wearer, replied.
“It felt like a dream.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing. Anyway, what brings you here? Don’t tell me you got marked as Counseling Required in Herbology too?”
“Y-yes……!”
Boris nodded eagerly.
And watching him, Daisy understood.
Well, Professor, it looks like you’ll have one success story at least…….
Pat, pat.
Daisy tapped Boris on the shoulder.
“Hang in there.”
“……?”
* * *
The second counseling session.
“…….”
“…….”
“I just want to learn from the basics.”
“Suit yourself.”
Daisy clenched her teeth at Janet Hoer’s lackadaisical response.
If that’s all she wanted, why not just give her a P grade instead of making this whole mess with a Counseling Required mark?
Oblivious to the fact that this entire situation had sprouted from her creating that fire-spiced chicken dish, Daisy trembled with indignation.
“So… I can go?”
“Suit yourself.”
“…….”
Dear God.
Just one strike from the Grand Mage, please.
Daisy had risen to her feet and was making for the door of Janet Hoer’s Research Room when she suddenly stopped.
She’d meant to let it go, but this was something she really had to ask.
“Professor.”
“What.”
“Um, aren’t you going… anywhere else?”
“Where.”
“Well, you know. Somewhere other than the Academy, some other workplace or…”
“I’m not.”
“Oh, I see… Wait, you’re not?!”
Daisy cried out in surprise.
At that, Janet Hoer regarded her with a cold expression.
“Is there a problem?”
There were plenty of problems.
Setting aside whether Janet Hoer was a good teacher or not, the source material had changed!
But since she couldn’t very well say that, Daisy could only gape like a fish.
To Daisy’s silent panic, Janet Hoer spoke coldly.
“If not, get out.”
“…….”
Dear God.
So she’s really not going to the Tower of Mages…
With her already-downturned eyes drooping even further, Daisy slipped out of Janet’s Research Room.
Daisy didn’t know.
That Janet’s gaze had clung to her retreating figure with stubborn persistence.
“You will never go.”
Alone in the empty Research Room, Janet sank into her chair and recalled what had happened a few weeks prior.
“How in the world did she find it.”
* * *
‘Hello,’
‘Professor,’
‘Hoer, fancy some lunch,’
Ignoring every call and summons directed her way, Janet Hoer made for her Research Room with a speed and determination unlike any she’d shown before.
Her mind was racing.
Bang!
Janet practically kicked open the door to her Research Room and began tearing through the desk, where documents and research materials lay in chaotic heaps.
Crash!
From the avalanche of papers, what Janet found was a small Card.
The moment she unfolded the Card, which had been creased in half, a shower of Gold coins tumbled out with a cheerful jingling sound, and a small firework burst into the air.
The golden smoke that poured from inside the Card swirled and twisted, then formed familiar numbers and letters.
~Tower Master Benefits~
Contract Bonus: 1,000,000 Gold (Record High)
Annual Salary: 280,000 Gold (Record High)
(Housing, maintenance stipend, and research funds excluded)
‘Ugh.’
Janet Hoer pressed her forehead with a sound of genuine distress.
‘Still too much money to refuse…’
One million Gold was enough to buy a five-story mansion in Bendlum, the city where mages lived best in all the empire, renovate it completely, and employ dozens of staff.
And the annual salary on top of that?
It was a figure that even Eldbaine Academy, which paid the highest among all academies, could never hope to match.
But… but…
Janet Hoer recalled what had transpired in Magic Hall 6 just moments ago, and her expression twisted into something far more anguished.
‘That’s right. I really am a stupid, ignorant, know-nothing freshman nobody.’
That absolute madman who had actually made her say such things… had lit thirty-nine candles.
Thirty-nine of them!

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