[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son":3,"chapter-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-68":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1365811,1806,"Chapter 68: [Club house] [9] [Cooking club]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-68",68,"\u003Cp>\"Aren't you enjoying your life?\" Miley asked, folding her hands as she came closer to me while the rest of the students dispersed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He has been enjoying life since childhood,\" Aimar chimed in, walking close to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you check out any clubs?\" I asked Ashlyn, who stood behind them with an awkward smile, ignoring Miley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-yeah, I did, and I was going to check the cooking club,\" she stammered, swallowing constantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What happened to her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is she anxious about something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, I will come with you then,\" I replied, and she nodded her head hastily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What actually happened to her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is Oliver?\" Aaliyah asked, of course, about Oliver before anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's inside,\" I replied, pointing towards the spirit club hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will go se—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just stay here; he will come out anyway,\" Miley interjected, halting Aaliyah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right,\" she replied, her gaze on the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We continued to wait for Oliver as I leaned on the bench again, closing my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even with my eyes closed, I could feel someone glaring at me, causing me to slightly open my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And....My gaze met with Ethan's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was looking at me with cold, unblinking, focused eyes, as if he would lunge at me at any second, ready to tear me apart limb from limb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ethan?\" Aimar shook him by his shoulder, diverting his focus away from me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you standing like a statue?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha... Nothing like that.\" He replied with an awkward laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...That vessel—.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'She has a name, El. Don't call her a vessel.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Why are you annoyed?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I'm not annoyed; I'm just saying.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Then, Shyamal, why did she show others that she's close to you?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'....She's just being possessive, and she might be showing it to Ashlyn as a warning to stay away.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[....That's messed up.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I know, right?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...You told me about this route thing, remember?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The route that will take you to a happy ending or a bad ending?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yeah.... Is there any route in which she doesn't lose control—.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'No, she eventually finds out that Ethan is Asher, and she... always loses control.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[....How did things end for her in the game?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'....Ethan and his harem will kill her, or she will kill herself.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Wait! Kill herself!?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...But why—.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'El, El... I don't want to talk about that.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Fine...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Yeah... Anyway, I just have to make sure I don't die at her hands, that's all.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We're in the bad route anyway...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, all the gang is here!\" I opened my eyes again as I heard Oliver's irritating voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What took you so long?\" Aimar asked, looking at him, while Aaliyah silently walked close to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They nearly threw me out when I told them some idiot has three spirits.\" He replied, glaring at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I forgot about that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would have been hard for them to believe someone like me exists... well, until they confirmed it with the class teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go take a look at the cooking club.\" Ignoring his glare, I said as I stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go!\" Ashlyn exclaimed happily, coming out of her anxious state and taking the lead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We followed behind her, and it didn't take us long to arrive at the cooking club because it was just around the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as we stepped inside, the aroma of bakery and spices filled the air around us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked around as one of the female students, wearing an apron over her academic dress, came closer to greet us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, junior....\" Her words trailed off as her gaze lingered on me for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior?\" Ashlyn called her with a smile, bringing her back to her senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-yes, ah, welcome to the cooking club.\" She stammered a little, welcoming us in while stealing glances at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What's with her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We would like to look around.\" Miley came forward, pushing me and taking charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, of course you can.\" The weird senior replied, \"if anyone wants to try making anything, they can do that as well... we will provide the ingredients.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Me! Me!\" Ashlyn exclaimed happily, jumping and raising her hand to catch her attention, \"can I make something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course, junior, you can.\" The weird senior replied, showing the way to the kitchen counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will help you then,\" I said as I walked towards her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can do that.\" Well, I tried to before Miley interjected, standing in front of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave her an annoyed look before I picked up a jar filled with flour and placed it in front of her. \"Tell me what this is called?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".... White stuff?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, go sit in the corner.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-no, don't behav—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey,\" before she could continue to bark, Oliver interjected, grabbing her hand, \"I wanted to ask about something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why now.\" She grumbled, but I walked past her, ignoring her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tie this up for me, please.\" As soon as I walked towards the counter, Ashlyn asked, facing her back towards me and showing me the apron ribbon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh..\" sighing, I walked closer as I tied it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Urgh.. Too tight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, it's fine.\" I retied it before I walked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, what are you making?\" I asked as I looked around while the rest of the group took a seat in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cookie!\" She exclaimed before she asked, \"do you know what the ingredients are?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, my sister used to make it fo—.\" I immediately shut my mouth as I slowly glanced at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She halted her steps as she looked at me blankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Az—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I mean my fiancée used to make it for me, and I helped her sometimes.\" I corrected my words, interjecting hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, Senior Christina.\" She replied, nodding her head with an awkward expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck... I nearly got caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I need to be careful from now on...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...I still don't understand why you're just not saying you are that guy.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You think it's that easy!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give me some butter,\" she said as she lit up the gas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took some packs of butter and passed them to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... Senior Christina... made you watch her cooking?\" With a cheerful smile, she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not really, I just stood there because she won't leave me alone.\" I replied honestly as I took a chair and sat beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Must be hard.\" Giggling, she replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... She just likes to behave like a big sister.\" I grumbled, shaking my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah... It makes me uncomfortable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Are you lying or are you telling the truth?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'It's the truth.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina is hard to understand...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She makes me uncomfortable because I feel like she knows everything about me...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but at the same time, she is the person who makes me feel the most comfortable....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've often wished to have an older sibling.\" I shifted my focus back to her as she mumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm? Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"... Most of my childhood I had people take care of me, but when I had to take my role as the older sibling back... I got to know that being the younger one is better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a gentle smile, she replied while mixing the ingredients.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not always.\" I mumbled, making her glance at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you say something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... Where did you learn how to cook?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"... from my own and from my mother's diary... it had recipes for some dishes.\" She replied, her lips quivering as she remembered her mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your mother, huh?\" I muttered as the memories of her mother's filled my mind, making me drop my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[... Az.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Yeah.' I replied, lifting my head as I looked at Ashlyn... She had the exact same features as her mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[... What happened to her mother?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't reply, as I reached out to her, my fingertips gently brushing against her cheek as I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled softly, not complaining or moving away from my touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Her mother died.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[.... How?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'She....Killed herself, and that too.... in front of my eyes.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[.....]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I was five back then, El....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was so overwhelmed that I didn't know what to do for a long while....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.... I just cried in front of her dead body, repeatedly promising to keep her daughters safe....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.... I just did everything to keep my promise.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[.... And you are going to break that promise?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'.....'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just looked at Ashlyn blankly without replying....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While She dipped her fingers into a nearby bowl of flour and lightly tapping my nose with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you thinking?\" she asked, her voice soft as she looked at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing.\" I replied as I did the same, taking a handful of flour and rubbing it on her cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait! That's too much!\" She grumbled, glaring at me while her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who started it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aren't you a petty person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That I am.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She giggled softly, dusting it off as she placed the cookies in the oven, \"Now we wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of the group also walked towards us. Well, Miley was the first to come forward, glaring at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will just ignore her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's done!\" Ashlyn exclaimed happily as she quickly took out the cookies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickly placed them on a tray, ready to serve, \"... Everyone have a taste.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tried to grab one, but she picked one and gave it to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took the cookie Ashlyn gave me and took a bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't feel anything... It was blank without any taste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of them picked up theirs one by one and did the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for some reason, their response wasn't normal...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's delicious...\" Miley praised before placing her half-eaten cookie back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest did the same, and only Oliver was considerate enough to finish his cookie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not that good, right?\" Ashlyn asked with a strained smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you know—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Argh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slapped Oliver's back, making him stop in the middle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"... I will make it better next time.\" Ashlyn said with a smile as she picked up the remaining cookies to throw them away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ashlyn.\" I called her, making her glance at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give them to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? No—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's fine, I like them....\" I said, snatching the tray away from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... who is going to join in?\" The weird senior came back and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised my hand, as did Ashlyn, Ethan, and Miley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, I can see you daily.\" Her smile widened as she glanced... at me briefly while I munched on the cookies, \"anyway, register your names.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We did as she told us, giving our names and class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, where are we going now?\" Oliver asked, looking at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Traveling club.\" I replied munching the cookie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh, be ready to see Ivan then.\" He replied, shrugging his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, that guy....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[... Who is he now?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Someone with whom Christina was meant to marry...'\u003C\u002Fp>",1822,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","c5601f2c6dc51bcd3f1d8223a501eaef43c2a3c3f2e5f8bdd1f44996616d3d87","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-69","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-67",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]