The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 202 - Panic

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“So… the person on this poster is you, right?”

Will and Shuna had found a secluded street, but even here, a missing person notice was posted.

“Yes…”

“…Honestly, Will, doesn’t this photo look a bit touched up? It feels like you look better on the poster than in real life.”

“A… missing person notice? And it’s Princess Treya who had it posted?”

“Oh, so that’s Treya’s handwriting? It’s a bit messy; I didn’t recognize it at first. Treya… oh right, the Ninth Princess? She’s in your team too, isn’t she?”

Will nodded silently, his hand reaching out to touch Treya’s signature.

The signature was unmistakably Treya’s, but it was a rough, hastily scribbled version.

Will had seen her sign her name before, and it was always a beautifully crafted script, precise and elegant—a reflection of her once pure and meticulous nature as a princess.

But this messy scrawl…

It painted a vivid picture in Will’s mind: Treya sitting at a desk, clutching her head, holding a quill dipped in ink, pausing for a long time before hurriedly and sloppily scrawling her name.

Her eyes would be wide, bloodshot from lack of sleep.

—”Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? I need to find him. I need to find him. I need to find him…”

She… would be muttering something like that.

Not good.

A sense of dread began to rise in Will’s chest.

“This is bad, this is bad, this is bad…”

“Huh… what’s wrong?”

“…No, no, let me think. Let me calculate if there’s a way out of this.”

It seemed like he wasn’t even listening to Shuna. Leaning his head against the wall, he lowered his gaze, trembling as he started counting on his fingers, muttering under his breath.

“Let me think… let’s assume… let’s assume Treya’s affection points are also tied to me—no, there’s no need to assume. That’s a given.”

“As long as her affection points aren’t maxed out, then the first condition for yandere behavior isn’t met. There’s still hope.”

“At the banquet, I mocked her swordsmanship. Affection points -20.”

“But during the banquet, I saved her from her sister. That should’ve been a rebound from rock bottom. Affection points +60.”

“Then, I taught her Entark swordsmanship, which earned her the favor of the demon at the coronation. Affection points +40.”

“After that, I spent countless days in the palace teaching her imperial strategies and even gave her spoilers about future royal events. Affection points +100.”

“Damn it, did I not do anything to lower her affection points?!”

“Like stealing her underwear, accidentally walking in on her bathing, or making her think I’m unreliable?”

“…None of that happened!”

…

The more Will calculated, the worse it seemed.

His treatment of Treya was even more careful than how he treated Eir or Leah.

After all, Treya had started as such a pure and earnest little princess, overly serious and diligent. To reduce the distance between them, he avoided doing things like the strict training he imposed on Eir or the teasing he directed at Leah—unless he absolutely couldn’t help it.

And because of the unique environment of the palace and his special status, he had spent more one-on-one time with Treya than he had with Leah during their experiments—haha, he really was a master of time management.

If her affection points weren’t maxed out, he’d swallow the Quest System whole!

“No hope, no hope, no hope…”

“This is bad. Her affection points are higher than Leah’s.”

If Treya “liked” him, even if she didn’t turn yandere, her feelings would still be more “intense” than the others.

For one, their relationship was entangled with various external factors—an arranged marriage, family ties, and the royal court’s influence.

For another…

She had once been a naive princess, oblivious to the dangers around her.

If Will hadn’t stepped in to help her at that banquet, she would’ve remained in that palace, unaware of the vile schemes of her sister and father, continuing to be a victim of their machinations.

Will knew very well…

To her, he was the one who had saved her from that environment. He was her most special person, her long-time pillar of support and salvation.

Treya, with her icy exterior and hidden emotions, would see Will as an irreplaceable, radiant figure—her guiding light.

Not just as her “fiancé.”

But perhaps…

As her emotional solace.

The only light in her heart.

The very purpose and meaning of her life.

And because of that…

Will swallowed hard, wiping his eyes, hoping that the messy handwriting he had just seen was a hallucination.

But…

The chaotic scrawl of “Treya Entark” pierced through him.

There was no doubt…

Treya’s current state, even if she hadn’t “turned yandere,” was teetering dangerously close to that edge.

As for the reason…

Will could guess easily—

If Leah had seen that infamous interview of his, then Princess Treya would undoubtedly have come across it too, discovering her fiancé publicly flaunting his affection for someone else.

If she didn’t react to that, all the years he spent teaching her would’ve been for nothing.

Uh, actually, the thought of her turning yandere was oddly more comforting than the idea of his lessons being wasted.

Initially, he had only considered the possibility of Leah turning yandere due to maxed-out affection points, forgetting that his “yandere training”…

Had involved all three of them!

But if Treya was like this…

Could Eir also…

He needed to write back to Eir immediately—it had already been two weeks. Was she worried sick by now?

No, no, no, focus on Treya first.

Eir, who had always followed him, learned the slowest, and was the most obedient of the three, at least gave him some peace of mind that she wouldn’t turn yandere… for now.

“Are you… okay?”

Shuna tugged at Will’s hood. The fabric was stretchy, and when she let go, it snapped back into place.

“Your face has gone completely pale. What on earth are you thinking about? What does this princess want with you?”

Shuna’s black eyes reflected his pale, anxious face, her gaze filled with concern.

“But honestly, it’s strange. Didn’t you write back to her? Why is she posting missing person notices for you?”

“…From Eir’s letter, I know that by the time I left, Treya had already gone out looking for me. She probably didn’t receive the information in my letter.”

Hearing this, Shuna’s furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

“Ah, I see. Then there’s nothing to worry about, right? You don’t even need to wear the hood. It’s a missing person notice, not a wanted poster. Why not just go find her? Looks like she’s in the capital?”

“No, no, no, I can’t! She’s terrifying right now, extremely dangerous. If I go to her now, it’s a death sentence!”

“???”

Shuna’s face twisted in confusion.

Sure, she had witnessed one of Will’s witch teammates show a crazed side.

But she figured that was just a quirk of witches—a species shrouded in myths and mysteries.

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So why was he so panicked over a missing person notice?

Was there some hidden danger behind this “Princess Treya”?