BJ Villainess

Jupi laughed at my indifferent reaction. “Miss Theresa, I think you’d be better suited as a channel manager. You don’t seem to care about your BJ career at all. You’re the first person I’ve seen who doesn’t check their ranking regularly.”

I shrugged and then, with a curious expression, asked another question. “So, how do you become a channel manager?”

“First, you start the paperwork at the Pantheon, then use a wish ticket to elevate your status to a channel manager. You’ll become a higher-dimensional being!”

The concept of a ‘higher-dimensional being’ didn’t really resonate with me.

“Does that mean becoming stronger?”

“In simple terms, yes. You evolve into a core-based species.”

Core. I remembered Ozworld mentioning it when he attacked Chehope. Anyway, it wasn’t something I was particularly curious about.

Pointing to the system window, I asked, “So, to verify if this is true, I need to go to the Pantheon, right?”

Jupi, noticing my continued interest, answered with bright eyes. “Yes! You can check it with the Channel Management Committee. Are you interested in becoming a channel manager?”

“Not exactly, but I want to verify if it’s true.”

“You’re so meticulous. Of course, it’s only natural since it involves a precious wish ticket!”

“I suppose so.”

“If you want precise confirmation, I can talk to Ozworld Company and set up a formal schedule. They might not be thrilled about taking a break from broadcasting…”

So, I would have to inform Ozworld if I wanted to go to the Pantheon.

“If the schedule is arranged, take me to the Pantheon. Without Ozworld.”

“

… do you really dislike Ozworld that much, not just for the broadcast?”

“Could I possibly like that man?”

Jupi laughed, clearly intrigued. “Ozworld can be a bit annoying, but strangely, he seems especially so to you, Miss Theresa. I thought it was just for the broadcast!”

“Not at all. I genuinely dislike him.”

“Maybe that’s why it’s more entertaining. Authentic reactions are always different.” Jupi seemed thrilled, almost like a fan hearing behind-the-scenes stories, but then frowned, staring into the air. “They’re saying the ad’s running too long. Alas, I wanted to chat more.”

Jupi stood up slowly and extended her hand. “I just came to make a light proposal today. You still have time, so think it over!”

“I will.”

As soon as we shook hands, Jupi disappeared. The broadcast seemed to have resumed as the donation alerts started pinging again.

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘Performance Obsession’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[

You got a name card from Jupi, the proof of a top BJ~]

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘Gourmet’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[

, it would be fun if Theresa became a channel manager.]

Would it? I actually found the offer amusing.

No normal person would want to forcibly put someone in a harsh environment and experiment on them.

I tossed the business card into subspace.

* * *

After a quiet weekend without Ozworld, Monday morning arrived. Instead of being in the lab, I was in the chairman’s office.

“You’re saying there have been numerous requests for my early graduation?”

The chairman explained that over the weekend, he had received a flood of non-complaint complaints from students.

“The requests aren’t baseless.”

The main reason was that my exceptional abilities were seen as a severe waste of talent if I remained a student. They even involved the Magical Academy to present numerous papers submitted in my name as evidence.

“Additionally, some argue that the gap in skill levels is so vast that it demoralizes other students.”

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘Rofan-Addicted Young Lady’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[Instead of clipping the wings of a rising star, they’re trying to send you higher. Clever tactics.]

“It doesn’t make sense to graduate early just because I’m outstanding.”

The chairman rubbed his forehead, sighing. “The problem is that some students threaten to drop out if you don’t graduate early.”

The extreme nature of the issue made me chuckle in disbelief.

“I understand how absurd this must seem. But this has escalated into a power struggle between families.”

It meant that those trying to check the Squire family had banded together. In fact, the family that should be leading this was the Willow family. However, the chairman seemed different.

“My influence within the family isn’t as strong as it used to be, Theresa. Even if this old man asks for the feuds to stop, the inherited hatred doesn’t easily fade.”

The grudge between our families was too deep to be resolved simply by asking for peace.

I smiled bitterly. “I understand, Chairman… I didn’t expect you to take my side.”

“

What’s the point of all this? Now that it’s time for me to leave, I realize how feisty I used to be.” The chairman looked at me with eyes that seemed to reflect his years of exhaustion. “Why did I live so prickly?”

I knew why. He had lived with the time bomb named Clyde, always on edge. Watching over the demon who could appear at any time, his days were spent like a fighting dog, and then one day, it all vanished. For the chairman, it was as if he had lost 22 years of his life from middle age to old age.

“Is it alright if I handle this myself?”

“As long as you don’t start a territorial war.”

I laughed, thinking it was a joke, but the chairman was serious.

“Your father would do just that.”

It was hard to argue with that.

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘Absolutely Protect Squire’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[Now I’m curious about Raul’s younger days.]

Anyway, to confront the main person involved, I stood in the main hall, watching the incoming students. Some students sensed the tension and paused to murmur lightly. Like a bear hunting fish, I spotted an unusually pale girl among the crowd.

“Isabel.”

Isabel Bronte. Cecilia’s friend and one of the main antagonists against Libby.

I called her out. “Can we talk for a moment?”

Isabel followed me obediently to an abandoned annex. Once we were out of sight, we faced each other.

“What is it?” Isabel asked haughtily with a cold, expressionless face.

“You’re the one who initiated the request for my early graduation, right?”

“So what if I am?”

“Even if I leave, it won’t solve the fundamental problem. Why are you doing something so pointless?”

“I just want you gone from here as soon as possible.”

“That doesn’t make sense. Even if I’m not around, you won’t become lovers with Professor Vallensia.”

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘Fact Is Violence’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[You really hit where it hurts directly

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.]

Isabel’s icy expression gradually turned to anger. “How arrogant of you.”

I was just stating the truth. And it wasn’t understandable why she was calling me arrogant.

Isabel glared at me with fierce eyes. “Do you think you’re special because the professor keeps you as his assistant?”

“No. I don’t want to be special.”

Hearing my sincere words, Isabel burst out in rage. “How can you provoke me so shamelessly?!”

“What? When did I do that?” The misunderstanding made me frown involuntarily.

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘The Ugly Side of 22 Years Old Theresa’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[Theresa’s sincerity makes it more infuriating

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.]

Isabel, trembling with anger, warned me. “He and I have a marriage arrangement between our families.”

The mention of an arranged marriage made me sigh.

Isabel interpreted it as a sign of relief and smirked slightly. “I don’t want to be involved in any unnecessary scandals before the engagement. So, please leave. You’re clearly beyond a student’s level anyway.”

Isabel wasn’t the proactive type. She usually manipulated others and created public opinion to mock and belittle people. But now, she seemed desperate to keep Ozworld in her grasp out of fear of losing him. So, I was genuinely curious.

“Why do you like Professor Vallensia so much?”

“Why wouldn’t I? Is there a reason not to like him?”

There were many reasons. Too many. But Isabel didn’t have any. Because she didn’t have a special relationship like I did.

Because he’s handsome? Kind? Talented?

Despite everything, I felt that even if our roles were reversed, I still wouldn’t like Ozworld. Maybe it was because of my deep-seated hatred.

Isabel then gave me an ultimatum. “If you become the empress, I’ll respect and follow you. But if you continue this dirty conflict, it will be difficult.”

Suddenly, I felt disgusted with this trivial argument. It annoyed me that Isabel was so infatuated with Ozworld. If we were close, I’d slap her back and tell her to wake up.

Feeling mentally exhausted, I snapped sharply. “Can you tell me what dirty conflict I’ve caused? I don’t recall doing anything to deserve that.”

Isabel, feeling attacked, responded with icy anger. “Just being around Ozworld is a conflict.”

It was exhausting to answer her back, so I kept silent. Instead, a voice answered unexpectedly.

“I never thought it was a conflict.”

Ozworld had approached us before we knew it.