The Villainess With A Heroine Harem

Had it been anyone else, Mr. Jefferson would have already slammed a piece of chalk into their foreheads.

Who knows, maybe if he did it enough times, some of the rust on their unused brains might fall off, and it might finally start working.

But this was their previous \'star student\', and even if she had fallen off a few spots now, the teachers still thought of her quite favorably.

Generally quiet and diligent, Crystal rarely gave them a reason to complain.

Even now, when she was looking around and causing a \'great disturbance\', it was mostly because everyone was used to paying so much attention to her every move.

Mr. Jefferson tried to ignore it for a while, but in the end, he couldn\'t help but stop his lecture. The number of students whose names he could remember could be counted on one finger, and that was because she had previously given him a very peaceful empty class to teach. \'What was the name of our previous freshmen topper again? Amethyst? Guava?\'

In the end, he couldn\'t be sure. He had wanted to scold her, but couldn\'t remember her name, and he didn\'t want to hit her with a piece of chalk either. \'If I were to hit her on the head, it is possible that some of the rust might get shaken loose, and fall on her still functioning brain, which would impair its function. She already lost her top spot, it\'s too pitiful for it to get worse.\'

It had to be noted that Mr. Jefferson taught mathematics, not biology.

Emilia, who had already memorized a lot of this particular teacher\'s \'tells\', felt that he was about to hit Crystal if she kept disturbing his class like this. Although she was confident that she could stop his chalk attack, she had already seen a clip of what happened when that was done. What would she do when Mr. Jefferson threw ten chalk pieces at once, or even a hundred? Moreover, if he increased the velocity of the chalk—

Cynthia couldn\'t help but roll her eyes. "Emilia, for fuck\'s sake… This guy is just a normal person, how can he throw chalk at bullet-like speed? That video Koko sent you was clearly edited!"

Emilia also felt that it was unlikely to be true, however, if her informant had already given her some information, and she still made such a mistake because she didn\'t believe it, it would be her fault! It was better to take precautions, just in case. "Mr. Jefferson! Sir, I think Crystal isn\'t feeling well, can I take her to the infirmary?"

As for the reason why Koko would launch such a \'besmirching\' campaign against the mathematics teacher… well, let\'s just say that she was lucky that there wasn\'t already a dent on her forehead from all the times the man had hit her with a piece of chalk.

Crystal was mortified, having just discovered that, not only all the students, even Mr. Jefferson had been focused on her.

Mr. Jefferson nodded, glad to have one less thing to bother him. \'Oh, it\'s the riot girl. I actually remember her name!\'

"She can take the rest of the day off, you too, Empoleon!"

Emilia felt her lips twitch. \'I-If you don\'t know my name, you don\'t have to say it!\'

Of course, she didn\'t bother arguing with Mr. Jefferson, and just picked Crystal up in a princess carry before taking her out of the class as the rest of the students gaped in shock.

"Wow!"

"I have seen the princess carrying someone princess style, my life is fulfilled!"

"C-Crystal must be light as a feather!"

Mr. Jefferson took out eight pieces of chalk, holding them between his fingers as he locked in on the newcomers, calculated the required trajectories, and sent them all flying.

It had to be said that Mr. Jefferson although was a mathematics teacher, had such a sport existed, he would have surely been the champion of chalk throw.

"SILENCE! You know what else is light? Your head! Because it\'s empty!"

Crystal couldn\'t help but cover up her face in embarrassment as Emilia carried her out of the class. "Y-You can put me down now!"

Emilia chuckled, but decided to let her go. Although she could definitely continue carrying her, she actually felt a little uncertain if she would be able to safely carry her downstairs, it was better not to risk it.

"So embarrassing! Ahhh! What must everyone think of me now?!"

Knowing that the heroine was starting to panic, Emilia pulled her into a hug and patted her back. "Hey, it\'s okay. No one\'s thinking anything right now, except how terrible Mr. Jefferson is, probably."

Crystal was stunned for a while before bursting into giggles, her heart slowly settling down. "Y-You\'re right… thank you, Emilia."

Emilia nodded. "So… what were you doing back then? Usually, you would be completely lost in the lecture, or focused on your book."

Crystal bit her lip, suddenly nervous. Even if she knew it was all over between them, mentioning Emilia\'s ex-fiancé just didn\'t feel right to her. "Ah… I—I…"

Emilia sighed. "Don\'t tell me you were looking for Randy?"

The blonde girl blinked. "Eh? Him?"

Now that she thought about it, she hadn\'t caught a single glimpse of the boy. It was definitely a good thing, but wasn\'t that equally strange?

Emilia smiled as she squeezed the girl\'s cheek. "Since he was bothering you, I had him move to class S. Anyway, the education quality there is the same, and he might even finally make some friends. I can\'t have him bothering my angel!"

Crystal blinked in shock. \'S-She had him moved to a different class… for me?\'

What did that mean?

Did that mean that she was \'higher priority\' to Emilia than even her future husband?!

But when she thought about it, Emilia didn\'t like Randy at all. Of course, her close female friend would be more important to her than her arranged partner.

And with her father having \'wronged\' her like this, he would definitely follow a few of her whims now, even if it meant \'wronging\' Randy.

The heroine smiled bitterly. "Thank you, Emilia."

Emilia tilted her head in confusion. "I have a feeling you\'re thinking something strange again. C\'mon, don\'t be shy, tell me! I hate misunderstandings. Unless they\'re in my favor, ehehe…"

Crystal couldn\'t help but roll her eyes as she punched her crush on the shoulder, her gloominess all but gone. In the end, she decided to confide in Emilia. "Why are you so silly, Emilia! I was just wondering where that… uh, Amos guy was…"

Emilia\'s smile instantly disappeared. \'Crystal is thinking about Amos, is she? Hmph. The only one she should be thinking about, is me!\'

~ To be continued ~

DustyDream:

Bonus chapter for 1,000 powerstones! Oh, and I might be able to surprise you in a day or two, who knows. Ehehehe.

Well, it\'s not much of a surprise. Just a few extra chapters. But, you know. I\'ll get it done before Monday!

Thank you for all your support! :>