How could he possibly tell Lilyana that in the previous reincarnations, he had attempted various professions to kill Azaria? Not just in medicine, finance, and even as a police officer. However, no matter how exceptional he was, he couldn't compete with something called the protagonist's halo.
"Aw!" Lilyana winced in pain, taking a sharp breath. This sound finally brought Justus back to reality. He immediately softened his actions, apologizing with regret, "I'm sorry for hurting you.""Starting today, you will learn self-defense," Justus declared.Lilyana was taken aback and asked, "Why?"Justus explained, "I won't always be by your side, and you need to know how to protect yourself." He couldn't help but ponder Lilyana's role in the plot.He believed that if Lilyana had the ability to defend herself, she might not have faced danger when she tried to save Azaria. This could have prevented Azaria's descent into darkness and ultimately changed her fate. Justus felt that it would relieve some of his pressure."I'll arrange for someone to teach you, and you better take it seriously. If anyone dares to harm you, you should be ready to defend yourself," Justus said, looking at Lilyana's acceptance before making a call on his phone."Find a self-defense instructor for Lilyana and buy apartment 606 in Mandolk Resident Area for me. Don't question it; just get it done, no matter what," Justus ordered.After assessing Lilyana's condition, Justus said, "I'll head back to the classroom now. Rest well in the infirmary.""Eh?" Lilyana was startled and quickly held onto Justus's arm, fear evident in her eyes.Confused, Justus asked, "What's wrong? I thought you'd be relieved when I left."Lilyana's reaction seemed like a second round of panic, and she asked, "Young master, did you arrange for someone to come to the infirmary?"Justus sensed her excessive fear and couldn't help but consider a specific condition.Persecutory delusion, as the name suggested, is a condition where patients experience fear and engage in irrational reasoning and judgment. They believe they are being persecuted or harmed and become extremely cautious, on guard against everyone, often including relevant people in their delusional world.Now, Lilyana exhibited typical signs of this condition, but her fixation was solely on Justus."I'm sorry." The next moment, Justus apologized, even though he had never been involved in such evil. But if he was also Justus in another version, then he should bear this wickedness.Lilyana's face grew even paler, and she opened her mouth, trying to express that she didn't have such thoughts. However, tears of anxiety welled up in her eyes."Young master, please don't harm Azaria. She's a good person, and if anyone deserves the blame, direct it towards me," Lilyana pleaded.Justus attempted to explain, but Lilyana couldn't bring herself to believe his words."Forget it, you'll eventually understand. Just rest well, and the only person who will come near you is the nurse," Justus realized that correcting her thinking at that moment was futile, so he gave up.Lilyana wanted to say something else, but Justus had already left the infirmary.Justus rarely visited the infirmary, and it was the first time he had taken in the full view of the place.Upon careful observation, the infirmary was quite spacious.It was divided into two areas, one for treatment and the other for rest, both of which had excellent soundproofing. One could not exaggerate that this was a place created to provide opportunities for students with special preferences. Thinking about Lilyana's overly exaggerated reaction earlier, Justus suddenly realized that leaving Lilyana alone in the infirmary was actually dangerous."Could you take care of my friend, please? I'll come back during lunchtime." After a moment's thought, Justus politely requested the nurse."I'll keep an eye on her, but it's only the first day of school. There won't be that many..." The school nurse was about to explain that not many students would come to the infirmary on the first day. However, just as she uttered these words, the infirmary door was knocked.The school nurse was taken aback, looking somewhat embarrassed, but she still called out in the direction of the door, "Come in."After speaking, the door was gently pushed open, and a girl in a school uniform walked in.In the first year, school uniforms hadn't been implemented yet, suggesting that this girl was likely in her second or third year.With her jet-black hair resembling ink and an exceptionally fair complexion, one might even describe her as ethereal. However, despite that, it couldn't conceal her exquisite appearance and aura."Daisy, it's you," the plump school nurse recognized the newcomer and greeted her warmly.Daisy Bradford nodded gently, her gaze pausing on Justus's face, seemingly curious about his presence."He's about to leave, but there's another girl resting in the infirmary. You can sleep on the rightmost bed." The two of them appeared quite familiar with each other, and without further questions, the nurse showed Daisy Bradford the available bed.Although the name sounded somewhat familiar to Justus, he couldn't recall where he had heard it. So, he decided to use his unique ability to check the girl's identity.Name: Daisy BradfordOccupation: Student and HackerPersonality: Reserved and reticentBackground: Due to physical defects, she is obsessed with the internet and has acquired various skills. Lately, she finds the world extremely boring and has had suicidal thoughts.Affinity towards Justus: -10Affinity towards the school nurse: 50Seeing this familiar profile, Justus finally remembered who the girl in front of him was.Daisy Bradford, the future second-in-command of Azaria Corporation. However, due to her low-profile nature and expertise in the online world, Justus had never met her in person.If it weren't for Justus coming to the infirmary, he wouldn't have known about this.Suddenly, he noticed that the indicator displaying his affinity with Daisy Bradford shook and immediately changed from -10 to -20.Justus felt disheartened, but since Daisy Bradford clearly didn't welcome him, he immediately left the infirmary.Justus's face brightened with relief as Freddy Drebin entered the classroom. He considered going straight in, but opted to slip in from behind to avoid attracting attention.While Azaria was engrossed in the front of the room, she felt movement behind her and turned her head, spotting Justus.Not interested in class, Justus took out a notebook from his backpack and began jotting down the scenarios he had in mind. He intended to use the male protagonist's techniques to strengthen his bond with Azaria.Justus struggled to hold back his laughter while reading the content. His life had felt so constrained, but now this newfound freedom allowed him to embrace his true self.Evidently, Raiden Dominguez had no fondness for anyone approaching Azaria.Whenever someone dared to approach Azaria, Raiden Dominguez wasted no time in giving them a warning. But that warning was only the beginning; it often led to confrontations.Without Justus's extensive knowledge of Azaria's interactions with the four male leads, it might be challenging to believe that Raiden Dominguez had turned into a delinquent solely because of his attachment to Azaria.Although Justus had managed to handle Raiden Dominguez, he had also experienced the consequences of dealing with Azaria, who was already corrupt and darkened.Recalling Azaria's eyes from that time sent a shiver down Justus's spine. Nevertheless, he was determined to ensure that this version of Azaria wouldn't turn dark, allowing him to lead a peaceful life for the next ten years.Justus discreetly accessed the data and came across Raiden Dominguez's profile.Name: Raiden DominguezOccupation: Student/DelinquentBackground: Ill
The nurse was taken aback by their dishevelled appearance, but her eyes couldn't help but brighten when she saw the three beautifully wrapped lunch boxes Justus was holding."Is the special lunch box from the south cafeteria really that special?" Azaria asked, initially sceptical about the hype, but surprised by the nurse’s enthusiasm."Oh, it's absolutely delicious. But it's quite impressive that you two, being first years, already know about it. Many students in their later years are unaware of this culinary legend," the nurse said with a smile, secretly admiring Justus's impeccable timing and execution.Turning his head, Justus saw Lilyana standing there."Are you up already?" Justus asked, holding back a smile as he noticed Lilyana's hesitant expression.Lilyana seemed to be a real person, which made it impossible for Justus to treat her as an NPC."Yes, I woke up when I heard your voice," Lilyana's voice became even softer, her fear of Justus evident as a reflex when she heard him
Upon returning home, Lilyana swiftly donned her maid uniform, diving headfirst into her duties. Meanwhile, Justus lounged on the sofa, raptly absorbing the butler's meticulous rundown of the day's events. "Young master, we've successfully cleared the clutter, but several sections in this suite have been contaminated, requiring wall repainting. It’s unlikely you can move in before the week's end," the butler meticulously reported his progress. Undaunted, Justus pressed on, "Let's skip the repainting and just replace the everyday furnishings. You have three days; I must be inhabiting by then." With another uncompromising directive issued, the butler, though somewhat helpless, nodded and promptly departed to execute Justus's orders. After dinner, Justus summoned the self-defense instructor they had enlisted to assess their ability to teach Lilyana. The butler had been confident in his choice, little expecting that, within a mere ten moves, Justus remained unscathed while the instructo
The plump school nurse cast a brief glance at Azaria and inquired, "Is it that time of the month?" Azaria nodded, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. She decided not to say anything more. Azaria's curiosity about Justus continued to grow. While she had assumed that Justus came from a wealthy family, he appeared strikingly different from her preconceived notions of affluent individuals. He came across more like an older sibling who had cared for others over the years, and this warmth resonated deeply with Azaria. Had she not intervened, she felt that Justus might have even tucked her in with a blanket. For Azaria, whose childhood had been marked by a lack of affection and a yearning for warmth, every one of Justus's actions and every bit of care struck a chord with her most sensitive emotions. "Hey, Justus, do you come from a background like mine?" She pondered the question for a moment and then decided to voice what had been on her mind. "Why do you ask?" "I get the feeling y
The plump school nurse had already taken hold of Justus' arm, pulling him out of the rest area while insisting that Justus finish the tale. Letting out a sigh, Justus continued with some reluctance, knowing that he had muddled together various fairy tales and forgotten many details while narrating for the two of them.As noon drew near, Justus headed to the cafeteria a bit early to grab his lunch. Watching everyone savor their meals stirred a complex mix of emotions within him. Once the antagonist, he now felt like a mere pawn in the game.No one else seemed to notice anything amiss with Justus, except for Lilyana. She observed him pushing his food around on his plate and cautiously asked, "Justus, what's on your mind?""Yeah, you seem a bit down," Azaria added. In just two class periods, Justus not only appeared noticeably fatigued but also had a slightly hoarse voice.Justus offered a wry smile and glanced at the plump school nurse and Daisy Bradford, who were seated in front of him
Justus composed himself, realizing the profound emotional distress he had inadvertently caused someone, even though the blame didn't entirely rest on his shoulders. With that statement, their conversation concluded, and henceforth, Justus limited his interactions with Lilyana, be it in class or after. In stark contrast, Azaria kept herself remarkably occupied. During her free periods, she diligently transcribed the morning's missed notes and humbly sought assistance from her desk neighbor. Despite the school year's early stages, Azaria had already fully immersed herself in her academic pursuits. What astonished Justus even more was that once Azaria had a solid grasp of the material, she generously handed over her meticulously organized notes to him. "What does this mean?" "I compiled these notes because neither of you attended the morning math class. I hope they help you catch up on what you missed," Azaria explained with a hint of apology, her tone sincere. Justus was momentaril
Justus proceeded towards Building C as indicated by the old lady and finally spotted a modest sign for Building C. The corridor was cloaked in darkness, prompting Justus to retrieve his phone and activate its flashlight as he cautiously ascended the stairs. Although he had been in Azaria's neighborhood before, he had never ventured into the building itself due to strong discouragement from the butler. Now, he finally understood why the butler had estimated that it would take a week to resolve things. This community had aged significantly, with many basic amenities falling below acceptable standards. If it weren't for Azaria residing in this building, Justus wouldn't have set foot in this eerie place even if someone paid him handsomely. Upon reaching the sixth floor, even Justus, who maintained a regular exercise routine, found himself slightly breathless. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue and began searching for the keys to his new home. Before he could find the k
After going about his errands, buying groceries and climbing the stairs to his apartment, he had an unexpected encounter with Giovani Summers. Giovani Summers remained silent but had a somewhat disdainful and mischievous glint in his eyes. Justus found himself briefly perplexed, and as he ascended a few more floors, he gradually pieced together the reason behind Giovani Summers' peculiar demeanor. From the sixth floor, the lively chatter of people reached his ears. It seemed that the neighbor auntie, who had been engrossed in a party the previous day, had gathered a group of friends for another round of festivities. Recalling Azaria's reaction during that time, Justus couldn't help but grow annoyed. He entered his apartment and called the housekeeper. "Get a few people and come over immediately. If they persist in causing a disturbance, make sure they can't make noise again," Justus's gaze turned cold, no longer concealing his true nature. He had never claimed to be a saint, and h