Quick Travel: Reverse Redemption - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I lifted my eyelids and looked at Xie Wang’s face-the kind of face so handsome it had no bad angles in a full 360 degrees.

He had a pair of alluring peach-blossom eyes, a high, straight nose, and refined features. He looked like some elegant, upright young nobleman from a bygone era.

For the three days since I’d transmigrated here, I had been secretly observing Xie Wang.

His life was perfectly routine. Every day, a luxury car picked him up and dropped him off at school. He never left early and was never late-a model student through and through.

He was polite to everyone, helped teachers solve their problems, and answered his classmates’ questions. On campus, everyone praised him as an approachable academic god and school heartthrob.

He wasn’t being abused at home, nor was he being bullied at school. On the contrary, he was admired and supported by everyone around him.

No matter how I looked at him, he didn’t seem like a fully darkened final villain whose Darkening Value had already hit 100.

As thoughts flashed through my mind, I furrowed my brow.

“I haven’t eaten any of it yet. It’s clean.”

Seeing that I wasn’t saying anything, Xie Wang spoke again, his gaze sincere.

I deliberately kept my face stern and made things difficult for him. “Your food smells too strong. It’s bothering me.”

Although the dishes on the table were still steaming, none of them had a particularly strong smell. If you didn’t lean in close, you basically couldn’t smell anything at all.

But Xie Wang only froze for a moment before immediately putting down his chopsticks and picking up the lid of the lunchbox to pack the food away.

“Sorry. I didn’t notice…”

He was like a soft little bun anyone could knead however they wanted.

With a clatter, I swept my hand out and knocked the lunchbox from his hands onto the floor. Then I warned him fiercely, “Consider this a lesson. If I ever see you eating this stuff again, I’ll dump the whole meal on your face!”

Xie Wang froze completely.

Putting on the aura of a vicious supporting female character, I gave a cold snort, turned, and walked away.

The System was stunned. It took a long while before it came back to itself and questioned me. “Host, what are you doing?!”

“Tormenting him. Being worse than him. Making him turn good!”

Walk the villain’s path and leave the villain with nowhere to walk.

With me as a contrast, the villain definitely wouldn’t be dark anymore.

The System panicked. “Host, you’re not laundry detergent! And this is a Redemption Mission. If you become the villain, who’s going to redeem him…”

I flipped my hair, my heart as still as water.

“He’s a mature villain. He can redeem himself.”
“Host, this isn’t the Koukou Group you came from. This is a Redemption Mission!”

The System spent the entire afternoon earnestly nagging in my ear.

“Redemption doesn’t mean saving his life. What you’re supposed to save is his heart. You should rely on devoted companionship and use love to move him…”

I was currently walking toward the music classroom, and I was getting fed up listening to it.

“Is he lacking love?”

The System choked.

I asked again, “If those cliches of yours worked, why has the mission never succeeded?”

At last, the System had nothing to say.

I let out a breath and pushed open the door to the music equipment room.

The students at Maple Forest High School were either rich or powerful. Seventy to eighty percent of them had already decided which schools they would attend abroad.

Most of the seniors who still came to class were either bored, or they needed a college entrance exam score to make their applications look even better.

So the school had set up many art, handicraft, science-and-innovation, and other classes for everyone to cultivate their tastes-in other words, to pass the time.

The music room alone was as large as a small auditorium. Pianos, violins, zithers, suonas… all kinds of instruments filled the room.

I walked straight up to a violin with a spruce soundboard, one that looked expensive at a glance.

This was Xie Wang’s personal property. Supposedly, it had been made by a famous foreign luthier who had since retired. It was the only one of its kind in the world.

I curled my lips and took it in my hand.

Footsteps sounded at the door. I turned my head.

Right in front of Xie Wang, I slammed the violin hard into the floor.

With a loud bang, the violin shattered, and splinters flew everywhere.

Xie Wang stood woodenly in the doorway, lowering his eyes to the wreckage scattered across the floor, as though he couldn’t quite come back to himself.

“Everyone else uses the instruments provided by the school. What makes you think you get to be special?”

I walked over, bumped his shoulder with mine as I brushed past him, and left behind a provocative, infuriating line.

“I can pay you back however much the violin costs. I’m just afraid you don’t have the guts to ask me for the money~”

The System was so angry its teeth itched. “Host, you’re too inhuman!”

I had already walked some distance away, but there was still no movement behind me. Suspicious, I turned back.

Without warning, I crashed straight into Xie Wang’s eyes.

He was still standing in the doorway, his body angled in my direction, watching me without blinking.

The corners of his mouth were faintly curved. His expression was neither sad nor happy, and his black eyes were deep and bottomless. That eerie stare made the hair on my neck stand on end.

The hallway lights were dim, making his ink-dark pupils look even more unfathomable and dangerous.

The System said, “Holy crap. Is Xie Wang a yandere?!”