[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each":3,"chapter-villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-29":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villainess X Villain: They are obsessed with each other!",{"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},1873811,2480,"Chapter 29 -: 28 I’m the parfact Villain.[Bonus Chapter]","villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-29",29,"\u003Cp>\"The winner of the 21th duel is Rosalina Valentina!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud cheer went up from the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Down on the sandy floor, a big, burly boy lay flat on his back, eyes wide and chest heaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked like he had just been hit by a truck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosalina stood over him, calm as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one smooth move, she slid her sword back into its sheath. The metal made a soft *click*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trash,\" she muttered under her breath, loud enough for the front rows to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned on her heel and walked away without looking back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the waiting area, Julius watched her go with the biggest, goofiest grin on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh my Rose,\" he whispered to himself, eyes sparkling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He really is trash, isn’t he? But come on... who can even fight you properly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My lovely Rose, just wait for your husband, okay? As soon as this silly tournament ends, we’re going on that date. You promised.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a small, happy giggle and rocked back on his heels, hands clasped behind his head like a kid waiting for candy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earlier fight had lasted maybe ten seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosalina drew her sword. One clean swing. Boom. Done. The boy didn’t even get to finish his fancy spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius shook his head, still smiling. \"Not many people here who can keep up with us, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The professor cleared his throat and raised both arms to quiet the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now we come to the last duel of the day!\" he shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once this is finished, all today’s winners will move up to the Wolf Class. And tomorrow, we will decide who joins the Star Class!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students exploded into excited cheers and whistles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The professor waited a moment, then read from the glowing board in a clear voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The final duel is between... Julius Augustus Hayes and Zain Thorne!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius had been mumbling to himself, his face still a little red from excitement. Then the name Zain Thorne popped into his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, the smile faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thorne?\" he muttered, eyes sharpening as he looked toward the waiting students in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That name felt familiar. Very familiar. He had a deep feud with that guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait... wasn’t he mentioned in the early Chapters of TST?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius thought out loud as he slowly walked toward the arena. \"He’s the big brother of that trash, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to remember the details of that mini arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he stepped into the arena, a boy with white hair and blue eyes walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just from his face alone, he looked like trouble. Cold eyes. Sharp smile. The type who thinks he owns the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s him,\" Julius murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zain Thorne. The guy who was also the reason that trash got his first harem girl, Alia Ruth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Honestly, he’s trash too. Same blood, same attitude. No surprise there.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’He liked Alia. Then the \"hero\" arrived at the academy, they clashed, and of course, Zain got beaten up badly. Classic story.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Minor villain shows up, acts tough, gets crushed, hero shines, girl falls in love.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’You know the type. The kind of character who exists just to get punched and make the main character look cool.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’The same kind that new novel heroes get transmigrated into. \"Reborn as a minor villain,\" steal the heroines, change fate, blah blah blah.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Yeah. That kind.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The professor stepped back to the edge of the arena, arms raised high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you two ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zain Thorne gave a slow, firm nod. \"Yes. I’m ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius was still lost in his own head, eyes a little distant. He gave a short, absent nod without really looking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright,\" the professor shouted, \"let the duel begin!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He jumped down from the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second his feet hit the ground— BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zain stomped the ground hard enough to crack it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust flew up around his boots. He charged straight at Julius like a bull, both fists glowing bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Infinite Cast: Mighty Fist!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mana rushed into his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two perfect black circles formed around each fist, spinning fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The circles pulsed once, then sank into his skin. His hands turned pitch black and shiny, like they were made of iron now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung hard, right for Julius’s stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius didn’t even blink. He was still muttering to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Infinite Cast: Magic Arsenal. First form: Shield.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small round shield popped into existence right in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was silver, simple, exactly the size of an old comic-book captain’s shield. It floated there, steady as stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zain’s fist slammed into it full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shield didn’t budge. It just flashed once with orange light and pushed Zain’s arm back like it weighed nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius kept thinking out loud, voice calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Do I have any use for him?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zain didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw punch after punch, left, right, uppercut, hook. He even spun around to hit Julius from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single time, the little shield zipped through the air faster than the eye could follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It blocked every strike perfectly. Front, side, back, didn’t matter. The shield was always there first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Is he even worth it?’ Julius wondered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Truth be told, no real potential. In the original story, after the hero beats him to a pulp, this guy just switches sides and becomes a cheerleader for the trash little brother.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Loyal dog number two. But later... he gets killed by some random Zlycon soldier. Pathetic end for a side character.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zain was breathing hard now. Sweat rolled down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pant... pant... What the fuck is this spell!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped for a second, glaring at the floating shield. It just hovered there, innocent and shiny, like it was mocking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk.\" He clicked his tongue. \"So this is what an S-rank talent looks like, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bitterness twisted his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Compared to him, none of my siblings are anything.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Memories started flashing in his head, since his childhood—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ahhh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as the sad backstory was about to start rolling in...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius suddenly opened his mouth. His eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Zain, whose power-up moment had just been cut short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know what to do with you,\" he said softly. A small giggle slipped out. \"Hehe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was planning something anyway... and you’ll make it a lot easier. Of course, I won’t say that part out loud yet, oopsy!.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked straight at Zain, grin growing wider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But for now... let me make you taste this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Magic Arsenal:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second form....Weaponry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the words left his mouth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Circles bloomed around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White. Red. Black. Blue. Dozens of glowing magic circles spinning slowly in the air, each humming with power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They formed a wide ring around Julius like a silent storm waiting to fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from each circle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A weapon stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An axe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daggers. Halberds. Blades of shapes no one in the academy had ever seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They floated in the air, perfectly still, all pointed outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zain’s breath caught in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His knees gave out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped to the ground without realizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius stood at the center, calm and untouchable, surrounded by an army of steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not just magic. It looked like control. Like every weapon in the world had chosen him as its master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How...\" Zain whispered, voice shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How can someone our age be this strong?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The will to fight drained from his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius let out a soft laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really thought you could fight me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His golden eyes began to glow. Not bright like a hero’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp and Cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even your little brother, with that almighty system... even after all his regressions... he couldn’t beat me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapons shifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not attacking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just reminding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zain felt it then. The gap. The crushing, unfair distance between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius stepped forward once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Metal followed him like loyal soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slow, wicked grin spread across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m the perfect villain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1347,"2026-06-10T05:56:21.839Z",1,"novelbin.me","b8a03dbdfa802faf45fce4bafb2ed3e1039d1daf674db2e75864d5190214c5fc","villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-30","villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-28",220,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-cover.jpg"]