Surviving as a Villain at the Academy chapter 129

129 – So, We’re Not That Kind of Relationship. (3)

Asti glared at Adrian with sharp eyes.

As expected, the color of the emotions emanating from her was visibly changing.

The warm crimson color representing human affection coming from Adrian was gradually turning into the pink of romantic affection between a man and a woman.

Her expectations were not wrong. Adrian’s affection was growing stronger.

It was a suffocating feeling.

He’s such a bewitching man. She had long known that Frah held sway over women in various ways, but to think even the saintess would be affected like this.

It wasn’t an unexpected development, but still, it was happening too fast.

And that scene just now, when Frah was about to return to Asti’s side, the saintess grabbing his sleeve and the scene of her confusion… It drove a wedge into her suspicions.

Nine times out of ten. No, before it reaches nine times out of ten, with a ten percent probability, Adrian had developed a growing affection for Frah.

Asti lightly wiped her forehead.

What’s so special about Frah? How does he manage to captivate women everywhere he goes? No, even just her own feelings… She had nothing to say. If even she, who had never loved anyone with personal emotions for so many years, was captivated, then what about ordinary people?

Seeing his selflessness, his sincerity, and honesty, one couldn’t help but be captivated.

Yeah. This is just an inevitable disaster.

I have to give up on deep thinking. In the future, Frah’s appearance, demeanor, personality, wealth, background… No, wait a minute.

Asti realized, more than she had thought, that Frah was bound to be popular with the opposite s*x.

The only flaw in Frah, the incident with Aris, had now become a matter of hushing up, thanks to Aris’s forgiveness.

Truly, there was no other first-rate groom that most people who had seen him wouldn’t covet.

Could it possibly increase from here? Asti cautiously folded her fingers one by one. For now, there is Aris Winslet, who clearly harbors affection for Frah, Lina Lysrene, Asti herself, Adrian…

She pressed her fingertip against the acupressure point. Isn’t it too much? At this rate, his mere existence is nothing less than that of a fisherman ensnaring women’s hearts.

“He’s such a sinful man.”

At her unintended muttering, Frah’s gaze turned to her.

“What’s that all of a sudden?”

“It’s nothing….”

“Are you all enjoying yourselves?”

As Asti shifted her gaze away, Adrian smiled again and spoke to the group of friends. She had blended in smoothly with the group, wearing a relaxed expression quite different from before.

Eating delicious food, occasionally sipping a bit of wine.

– Frah. I’ll go get some fresh air for a bit.

– Huh? Oh, got it. Just wait a bit. I’ll join you shortly.

– No. I just want to be alone for a moment to gather my thoughts.

– Alright. But if anything comes up, make sure to call me.

His kind words touched her heart for no reason. Although there might have been some misunderstanding about Adrian harboring feelings for her,

At a slightly more relaxed moment, Asti moved her feet to the terrace on the second floor of the banquet hall. Amidst the shining stained glass, images of majestic angels and gods caught her eye.

Looking at the stained glass depicting the beautiful angels and gods, a strange sensation washed over her.

Angels. A name she longed for, yet not yearning for.

With them, she recalled the founders of the empire. Valencia, Angelus… The current Pope bore that name, but the Angelus she saw back then was a saint even recognized by angels.

Asti didn’t know that the land they had raised had fallen to such depths. She had visited the empire before, but back then, she had never thought about uncovering the empire’s secrets or anything like that.

She had only intended to find the contractor at the time. So, she had purposely caused trouble in the empire, leaving the task to the contractor.

Looking back, it was quite an enjoyable time. Being able to punish the villains who had been corrupt for so long.

Of course, it wasn’t that the present was boring.

…No, it might be a bit dull.

Asti couldn’t forget Adrian’s expression she had seen earlier. What was it called… A look of realization of his affection.

…Yes. She had no intention of saying anything to her about that. She had shot a glance in anger for a moment, but… that was as far as she would go.

Considering it, she was a pitiful victim as well.

Her perfect contractor, who had saved herself from the fallen Succubi, helped with her work, banished the land of spirits, and even received the choice of the candlestick, the strongest proof of faith.

Who wouldn’t fall for such a woman?

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Moreover, the maiden’s age was seventeen. Yes, it was an age when falling in love was easy.

At an age where one could fall in love just by looking at a face, how could she resist when the target had saved her?

Especially when she was the only person to trust in a place where there was no one else to trust?

…It was strange not to fall for her. Yes, she was just captivated by the charm of the existence called Frah.

It couldn’t be helped. It was unusual for a good contractor, not just an average one, but a very good one.

Yes. Let’s not dwell on that point.

It wasn’t the time to worry about such things now.

It was somewhat amusing. Who would have thought that the archangel Isthar, no, Ashtaroth, would fall so deeply in love with a human?

“hehehe.”

She smiled as she opened the door to the terrace. Although the scent of summer still lingered, a refreshing breeze seemed to wipe away even that scent, caressing her entire body. It was a pleasant breeze.

A breeze that hinted at the approaching autumn, signaling the changeable seasons of the human world. She liked the ever-changing seasons of the human realm. It felt dynamic, with the world changing in some way.

As she enjoyed the breeze, she felt someone approaching from behind.

There was no need to say who it was.

“You’re here.”

“Why. Not staying longer?”

“Just, I’m a bit tired too. I’ve been smiling constantly, my face is starting to stiffen.”

“Is that so?”

Asti’s lips curved into a smile.

“Well then, take a rest. You’re such a guilty man.”

“What could my guilt possibly be…?”

Frah scratched his cheek awkwardly.

“You already know.”

“…Adrian’s saint?”

“Yeah. I really doubted my eyes when I saw you holding onto the hem of her clothes, looking so flustered as you begged for her to come to our side… That’s a dead giveaway. You knew it too, didn’t you?”

“I couldn’t have missed that, doing all that. But… honestly, I’m puzzled too.”

Frah genuinely displayed his confusion about why the saint fell for him.

“What’s so puzzling? That the saint fell for you?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, the reasons are plenty. When you fought with the Estelle and helped her in the Land of Spirits without a word, and also when you unconsciously sided with her. Moreover, you’re not lacking in personal charm.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yeah. So, it’s not strange that she fell for you. And she said that to you. That she doesn’t believe in anyone. But why would she confide in you? Because she can trust you, that’s why.”

“But Rouslan is also included in the trustworthy people.”

“Hmm… that’s true. Anyway, you’re a guilty man. How many girls’ hearts are you going to play with?”

“I never intended to do that even once…”

“Even if you didn’t intend to, what can you do? It happened.”

Asti looked at Frah as if resigned.

“There’s nothing to be done. It’s just… regrettable.”

Frah said so. These were the words he had been saying for a long time. Now, it’s a statement that can’t answer the hearts of those including Asti.

She knew that well.

“Yeah. Even so, Frah, whenever those kinds of girls increase, I get a little anxious.”

“Sorry…”

“No, you shouldn’t say that there.”

“Then?”

Like this.”

“Huh…?”

At that moment, Asti held Frah’s cheeks with both hands. With this sudden action, Frah’s eyes widened. Watching his expression, Asti clearly felt the joy welling up in her heart.

Was it because of the strange sentiment that she was enveloped in? She thought she was too impulsive. But, well, whatever.

After all, demons are inherently impulsive creatures.

In the future, more girls might be drawn to Frah. So, at least for now, it’s necessary to make this clear to this extent.

She didn’t let go of the hand holding Frah’s cheeks and kissed his lips.