[{"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-98":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},1365841,1806,"Chapter 98: Runic symbol [3]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-98",98,"\u003Cp>\"...Well, ahh, my father had a relationship with his mother-in-law.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was the first to close my book before looking at Chubby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Hey, don't close the book I was reading]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...Shut up.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of them did the same as Aimar closed in and so did Keegan and Lucus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oliver straightened his back before placing his hand on the table, intervening them, and gesturing towards Chubby. \"...Continue, buddy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Ah, m-maybe I shouldn't—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Don't chicken out now, Chubby.\" I interjected sharply, glaring at him, and I could see others nodding as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Buddy, we are all friends here.\" With the nicest smile he could muster, Oliver encouraged him. \"...You can share anything with us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I am not friends with this—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Shut up, Keegan, or I will shove that finger into your ass.\" As Keegan tried to interfere, pointing at me, Oliver snapped at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You!!—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit down, Keegan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Keegan's eyes blazed with anger, but he was quickly stopped by Lucus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Continue, buddy.\" Oliver gestured again, making Chubby take a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...W-well, my grandma is, ahh, a widow, and when my father was young, he met her at one of the parties.\" He explained, fidgeting with his fingers nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...So your father got eaten?\" Aimar asked, mimicking Oliver's way of sitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Well, y-yeah, he was pretty proud of it as well... until he got to know her daughter would have a political marriage with him.\" With an awkward expression, he continued, glancing around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...And then?\" Oliver pressed further as he passed a pack of popcorn towards me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When did he get that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Well, my father couldn't keep his distance from his mother-in-law, and... a few years ago, on a rainy day when they were alone... it happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression turned sour as he added while the popcorn was getting passed around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"... It shouldn't have ended there, right?\" Aimar probed further, munching the popcorn. \"....What about your mother?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Well, things turned worse when my mother caught them red-handed last year.\" He continued, his body trembling. \"...Even more worse, my father asked her to joi—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Your father earned my respect.\" Oliver interjected, patting his shoulder as tears welled in his eyes. \"...So, what happened to him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Well, he is in a wheelchair for more than a year now.\" He informed, glancing at Oliver. \"...Mother broke every part of his body.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Every?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...'Every'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, his mother isn't someone to mess with...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Ask him what he calls his grandmother now....Step-mother?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Wait!? Why are you listening?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Just ask him.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Nah, that's a devious thing to ask, El.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Is your mother okay?\" Aimar asked with slight concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...No, she isn't.\" Shaking his head, Chubby replied. \"...But because it's a political marriage, divorce and break-up are out of the question.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Political marriages are taken quite seriously in this world, in every race as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You have her photo?\" And out of nowhere, Oliver asked expectantly, looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Y-yeah.\" He replied with a confused voice, taking his phone out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oliver snatched his phone, looking at the screen. \"...It's black?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You gotta turn it on, idiot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at me, giving a creepy smile, before he reached out and started unzipping his pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not like that!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then how? Should I finger it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just give it to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snatching the phone, I opened it before moving towards the gallery while Oliver sneaked behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't take long enough to find her photo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silently, I moved the phone close to Chubby's face before comparing both of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"..Damn.\" A low whisper echoed in my ears, and I didn't have to look behind to know who it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...If she is this good, even I would have tried to go for the upgraded version.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I agree with you, Oliver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Well, me too.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'.....'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Is she your mother?\" I passed the phone back without showing her to anyone else as I asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Y-yeah.\" He replied while Oliver walked towards him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...So, when are you calling me for dinner?\" Oliver asked, wrapping his hand around Chubby's neck with a sweet smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"..Why?\" Narrowing his eyes, Chubby asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I want to check on your mother—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahem\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—Your mother's husband. How is he?\" As I coughed lightly, Oliver quickly changed his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....I will call you someday.\" Still suspicious, Chubby replied vaguely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Count me in as well.\" I added, looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Sure.\" His suspicion grew even more, but he replied nonetheless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Add me too—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, fuck off!\" Oliver interjected, glaring at Aimar as he tried to hop in as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Are you guys done now?\" Lucus asked, frowning. \"...I need to look for Shyamal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Sure, go ahead.\" I replied, shrugging as I got up from my seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Azariah, I am warning you once again, stay away from her!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Are you blind? When did I ever try to approach her?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Doesn't matter, just stay away fro—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Yeah, I don't want to talk to you, dumb bitch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He abruptly stood up from his seat and walked towards me, grabbing my collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What did you say—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dumb bitch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clenching his fist, he threw his hand back, ready to punch me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is happening here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could, a gentle female voice stopped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Nothing much, Teacher Daphne.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing himself to smile, he tried to act friendly but—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...He tried to assault him!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a cheeky expression, Aimar exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"..Yes, he was about to—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Oliver could also chime in, another voice echoed, making us all look at Lauryn, who had just arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go back to your places.\" She instructed, and it didn't take me long to move away from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...She is glaring daggers at you.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I can feel that.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a pain...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Anyway, El, you said you were reading the book before, right?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Yeah.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Perfect!!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I moved towards the shelf that had all the books from our syllabus and started taking everything that I needed to study this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Are you serious?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'At last you are going to be useful, El.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Read them yourself.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Come on, man. I am more of a practical guy. Help me with the theory exams.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Sigh.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Hmm?\" I looked to my side as someone reached out for the same book, and my hand touched hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I will find another one.\" Arianell mumbled as she removed her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Fine.\" I replied, taking the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We both stood there awkwardly between the gaps of two shelves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...That day...Why did you message me?\" She shifted her focus as she doubtfully asked me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I was messaging my side chick.\" I replied, shrugging, \"...Your number just so happened to be ther—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hit my shoulder with the book, her white eyes glaring at me. \"...What do you mean side chick—hey!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifting my hand, I moved it towards my leg, dusting my pants while she covered her 'back' with the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Azariah Noah Aljanah, you are lucky that you didn't try to hit me—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Don't tempt me, princess.\" I interjected, smirking, which made her blood pressure rise as she clenched her fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Come here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And before she could do anything, I ran away...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No point fighting with her...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking out, I moved towards the table where Oliver was already present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, bro?\" His brows furrowed as he looked at me carrying so many books. \"...Are you a nerd?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Azariah, here.\" Smiling sweetly, Ashlyn gestured for me to take the seat beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I did as she told me, sitting beside her before grabbing her chair and bringing it closer to me...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at me in bewilderment but didn't refuse while I looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Who is she?\" Looking at the girl sitting beside Miley and Ethan, I asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her natural brown hair, tied down, moved around as she talked enthusiastically with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Ruby.\" Ashlyn informed, looking at them. \"...She is one of Miley's friends.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I see.\" I mumbled, shifting my focus away from them as I looked at Oliver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He... from who knows where had a pudding in his hand with Aaliyah sitting beside him while they both ate silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...It's good.\" Aaliyah commented, glancing at Oliver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want some more, honey?\" Aaliyah stiffened in her place as Oliver asked, looking at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...W-what d-did you say?\" Stuttering, she asked, her cheeks burning red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You want some honey?\" Taking out a bottle of honey, he asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, um, y-yeah.\" Embarrassed, she nodded while Oliver grinned widely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Damn, he was playing with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, I should note it down as well. It might come in hand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honey?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I abruptly shifted my focus towards Ashlyn as she whispered softly in my ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What did you say?\" I asked, covering my ear that turned slightly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honey?\" Showing a candy made of honey, she asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Was it on purpose?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, no way she is too innocent for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway, what are you studying?\" She asked, looking at my books.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Runic symbols.\" I mumbled in reply, caressing my ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What is that?\" She asked, tilting her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And instead of replying, I opened my palm, closing my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mana in my body rushed towards my open palm as I imagined a symbol...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the most basic symbol that wasn't that hard to imagine...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Only for you.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...Come on, Ethan and Ashlyn should be able to do it as well.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening my eyes, I looked at the blue-colored symbol that emerged in my hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...This is a symbol.\" I mumbled, looking at the awe-filled girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Can I make it?\" She asked eagerly, her eyes beaming with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Sure.\" I replied, taking out a pen and paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's see how talented my meat shield is...\u003C\u002Fp>",1597,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","bd4f44c2a4f7d6d754ddb450b5273e8e09e5e12ed1b378534f6ddacf0d77b900","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-99","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-97",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]