Villain Simulator-Chapter 142: I Want To Tear Apart Your Mask of Hypocrisy!

"Kyaaaaah!! Alex, where are you touching?"

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"What..?! Wh-what!"

Alex stammered, attempting to explain that it was an accident, but Hannah refused to even listen to him.

Given that this was a femdom society, the situation was analogous to a gorgeous tomboy girl being humiliated and body-slammed in front of the entire class by an ugly, overweight man, only for the man to accuse her of inappropriate touching later.

It was truly an unbelievable moment.

From where I was standing, Hanna’s large body fat made it impossible for me to figure out if it was even really her breasts or her belly.

But Hannah made sure to emphasize Alex’s hand movements, tightly hugging his arms near her chest, which, even in this femdom world, was considered a private area.

The double blow, both physical and psychological, left Alex pale-faced, while the corners of Hannah’s mouth curled slightly upward.

Even I had to say that this woman, Hannah, was quite an incredibly bold character—to try to take advantage of Alex sexually in front of the whole class.

’Tsk Tsk Tsk… She’s a real bitch. Truly praiseworthy of the third-rate villain.’

Chuckling inwardly, I glanced back to see Veena watching the scene unfold with a puzzled expression, much like the rest of the class.

But there was one person who, like Alex and me, understood everything.

’Is it time for our protagonist’s grand entrance?’

Tap-tap!

Sure enough, Rosalie rose from her seat and approached with purposeful steps echoing in the tense silence. Her disdain was evident as she addressed Alex, still entangled with Hannah on the floor.

"What are you doing? Don’t you know reckless violence in the classroom is forbidden?!"

Her words were sharp, directed at Alex’s reckless behavior.

"Uh, that, that... I’m sorry."

Alex’s eyes twitched involuntarily, with a mix of frustration, injustice, and resignation evident on his face.

It was so satisfying to see that expression.

Hannah also lowered the corner of her mouth and innocently looked into Rosalie’s eyes.

However, at that moment, the same Rosalie, who was looking down at both of them, "warmly" addressed me.

"Adrian. Are you all right?"

Feeling the difference in Rosalie’s attitude, the first person to react was Veena, who unknowingly squeezed my hand tightly.

It was an unconscious act, one she wasn’t even aware of.

But unlike Veena, who didn’t know about Rosalie’s true nature, I understood just how cold and disdainful her gaze truly was.

Behind that facade of warmth and politeness, the real Rosalie was looking down at me with contempt.

To her, I was as repulsive as the waste thrown in the trash—no, even worse.

In her eyes, I displayed the same cunning and cruelty she despised in her own father.

’Did I stir up some unpleasant memories, my dear Rosalie? Just wait until you realize how much more vicious and ruthless I am compared to your father.’

In this matriarchal society, where Rosalie’s father, not her mother, led the Cypra family, one can only imagine the cruelty and cold-bloodedness required for a man to occupy such a position.

Naturally, due to a series of events, he was also the reason Rosalie despised men, but that was a discussion for another day.

For now, I focused on Rosalie, acknowledging her concern.

"I’m fine; thank you for asking."

"That’s a relief. By the way, can we speak informally?"

"Of course. Go ahead."

"Great."

Rosalie gestured towards Alex, sprawled on the ground with a swollen face.

"Care to explain what happened here?"

"Why would I know? You should ask him."

Rosalie’s voice and expression darkened as she realized I wasn’t complying with her attempts to assert authority.

"Adrian. We cannot overlook such things; please try to understand."

She attempted to pressure me, using the academy’s name to implicate me in the incident, perhaps hoping to shield her sissy friend from the consequences.

"It reflects poorly on the academy’s reputation. You were also involved in the brawl."

"Wait, wait, wait."

But I interrupted her, seeing through her petty tactics before she could continue.

My tone also shifted to one of seriousness as I responded bluntly.

"I will not tolerate false accusations, Ms. Whoever you are. Let’s not forget the importance of evidence before making allegations. Everyone present here saw how Alex threatened to kill me, rushed to attack me, and then inexplicably fell on his own. Surely, you aren’t blind; you witnessed that I didn’t even lift my hand. I am the victim here, and my testimony could put your friend in serious trouble."

"Are you threatening me? Are you saying that Alex is faking?"

Her voice sharpened like needles, but I remained unfazed.

"Of course not. I am merely stating the facts. It’s easy to lose sight of the truth when assumptions cloud one’s judgment. But rest assured, I’ll be here to remind you if you forget in the future."

"There won’t be a next time."

Rosalie’s tone turned cold.

Realizing that her attempts to pressure or manipulate me were futile and that her usual charm that worked on all men had no effect on me, Rosalie begrudgingly took a step back.

"I had no intention of blaming you. I simply wanted to ensure justice prevailed. But I suppose I was mistaken here. My apologies for any inconvenience, and on behalf of my friend, Alex, too."

"Y-yes, Adrian, I apologize."

"Hmm… Apology accepted. I’m not one to hold grudges."

I accepted their apology with a faint smirk, then patted Alex on the shoulder like an elder imparting a lesson to the younglings.

"Just remember to not do that next time. Hahaha."

With that, I was going to exit the classroom when...

"By the way, the class is over, but until when will you hold her hand?"

Rosalie suddenly shouted and said it with a smile, but at the end of her gaze, there was a faint chill.

Following her line of sight, I noticed I was still holding Veena’s hand. With a nonchalant shrug, I released her hand and replied shamelessly.’

"Huh? Where?"

Rosalie’s eyebrows twitched at my shamelessness, but she chose not to engage further, leaving the classroom with Alex.

The class ended with a commotion, and since it was the beginning of the semester, there were no other classes scheduled for the day except Isabella’s alternate-day class.

With a grin, I headed towards the dormitory, feeling satisfied with the events of the day.

’First step completed.’

Not only had I secured Veena as my partner, but I had also laid a solid foundation in her mind for my future plans regarding her.

Furthermore, I had strategically positioned various pawns on the chessboard of Rosalie’s storyline, and all I had to do now was wait for her to slowly fall into my intricately laid-out traps.

’My dear Rosalie, let’s see how long you can maintain your persona of righteousness and calmness in front of me. Haaa… I’m itching to shatter that mask of hypocrisy on your face.’

With an evil smirk playing on my lips, I reached my dorm room, but a thought suddenly struck me.

’Ah, speaking of Rosalie, she must be at her villa with her friends. I wonder if she’ll send Jessica after me or not. If not, I’ll have to find a way to make her. Hahaha.’