The Yandere Villainess’s Past Life Was That of a Lonely Woman. After Reflecting and Stopping Her Stalking of Her Fiancé, He Somehow Started Approaching Her Instead. - Chapter 16

The number for students or guardians to contact the academy was written in the student handbook.

Since the academy was essentially for nobles only, it was assumed that every household possessed the luxury item known as a Magical Phone.

It had been more than ten years since I last contacted a school. I was not doing anything wrong, yet my heart was pounding.

Well, leaving without permission was wrong. Still, I could not imagine any teacher having the nerve to shout at the Ghostly Noblewoman.

I pressed the number that connected to the staff office and held the Magical Phone to my ear.

The familiar harp tones of a ringtone from my previous life flowed elegantly into my ear.

After about two minutes, a middle-aged man with a rather arrogant tone answered, giving the name of the academy.

For now, I gave my class and full name in return. Silence. He was struck speechless.

Three minutes passed without a word, so I spoke again. No reply. But I could hear voices in the distance, as though there was a commotion.

Even from far away, I could sense they were pushing the responsibility onto one another.

I caught a phrase along the lines of, “Why me?” Clearly, none of them wanted to talk to me.

It felt like I was being treated as something contagious. Or perhaps as a troublemaker.

Both students and teachers feared Lycoris, the wielder of dark magic. I let out a sigh.

Then I heard a small scream from the other end of the line.

“Hello…?”

I called out, but there was no reply. I could hear someone’s rough breathing, so someone had to be nearby.

I tried again. Still no response. My irritation grew. I decided to release my Ghostly Noblewoman mode.

“If no one wishes to speak with me, then perhaps I should make sure no one ever has to again?”

“S-sorry for the delay! This is Roy Clona!”

The sudden shout was so loud that I instinctively pulled the Magical Phone away from my ear.

I had intended to intimidate a little, but this was far too much fear. His voice had been nearly a scream.

Yet I recognized that voice, and that name.

“Ro—no, Professor Clona…?”

“Y-yes, that is correct! I am your homeroom teacher!”

Even when speaking to a student, his tone was that deferential.

Of course, he was one of the capture targets in Flowering School Life. The teacher of magical pharmacology.

He was twenty years old. Young for a teacher, but his appearance made him look even younger than his age.

If I remembered correctly, his profile listed his height as one hundred sixty centimeters, including platform shoes.

Silvery, silky hair, a robe far too large for his frame. His attribute was wood, if I recalled.

Among players, his nicknames were “Roy-kun-sensei” or “the Legal Shota.”

Even the heroine had mistaken him for a new student in the lower division at first.

His personality was that of a knowledgeable man who liked to talk, but timid and easily frightened. At the slightest thing, he would shriek and tear up.

Cute, perhaps, but his appearance was too childlike for me to consider him an appealing capture target.

In the game, he became the heroine’s homeroom teacher when she advanced to her second year, but she was still a first-year at this stage.

Right now, that meant he was Lycoris’s homeroom teacher. Likely he had been forced into the role by other teachers.

For Lycoris, who only had eyes for Lucius, he was just another background character. Neither liked nor disliked.

So I had never bullied him or caused him trouble.

“…Regarding this matter, I truly apologize as your teacher… Please, I beg you, spare only my life…” hic “Please forgive me…”

“I am not planning to take anyone’s life, you know.”

I answered, exasperated. To the academy staff, was Lycoris seen as the Grim Reaper or something?

True, in the game she had nearly brought the nation to ruin, depending on the route.

But now that my past-life memories had returned, I had no intention of committing such grandiose acts.

Lucius falling in love with the heroine? Good for them. Wanting to break off our engagement to marry her? By all means.

The Lycoris of this world, unlike the game, would not despair over that and resort to forbidden magic.

I opened my mouth again, intending to soothe my overly frightened homeroom teacher.