[{"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-54":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},1873628,2480,"Chapter 54 -: 53 The villain’s first apearence.","villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-54",54,"\u003Cp>Rosalina slid out from behind the desk, brushing her hands together like she’d just finished building something unbreakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Memorize the theorem and practice it,\" she said firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve already created the link. The moment you activate it, it will connect automatically.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius nodded, eyes glued to the paper in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He traced the wild loops of equations with his finger, still half in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’No matter how much I think about it... you’re insane, Rose,’ he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’These formulas? This structure? Nobody should expect something this advanced from a fifteen-year-old girl.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a quiet mental snort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Hamh. If that trash didn’t have his stupid overpowered system...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped mid-thought. A memory clicked into place like a missing puzzle piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Come to think of it... he never actually beat me. Or Rose.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’After the long, bloody war with the Zlycons ended, that guy suddenly became the new patriarch of the Thorne family.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Right at that moment, when everyone thought the dust had finally settled, Rosalina had stepped forward.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d waited years for the chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revenge. The Thornes had killed her mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she declared war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she almost ’won’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a walking storm back then, cold, precise, unstoppable. The Thorne family was crumbling under her alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until ’he’ showed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’The dragon that trash had killed during the Zlycon war, impressed by what it called his \"pure heart\", chose ’him’ instead.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Gave him its power. Combined with that ridiculous system and the endless country-sized harem cheering him on... he somehow turned the tide.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosalina was defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Broken. Bleeding. Surrounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’And right before the final blow, she looked up at him with pure contempt... and smiled.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius’s face softened as the scene replayed in his head. His expression turned almost dreamy, ecstatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stole a quick glance at the real Rosalina standing a few steps away, arms crossed, eyebrow raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" she snapped. \"Why are you staring at me like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius blinked, then broke into a soft, innocent smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing, honey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside his mind the memory kept running like a favorite movie scene he’d watched a thousand times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give up if you don’t want to die, Rosalina Valentina.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That trash stood over her, voice cold, looking down like she was already finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosalina was panting, blood streaking her face, using a cracked boulder to keep herself upright. But her eyes burned with defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughed, low, bitter, and beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha... I didn’t think I would be defeated by the likes of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone thought she was finally giving up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That trash reached his hand out, smug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can come with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius remembered how badly he’d wanted to jump through the page and punch that smirk off his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Did he really think my Rose was like one of those sl*ts in his country-sized harem?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slapped his hand away so hard the sound echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keep your dirty hands off me, you peasant!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You—!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire country-sized harem gasped in outrage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosalina just laughed again, louder this time, wilder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought I could handle this trash myself... that’s why I told you not to interfere. But it seems you didn’t believe me, did you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke to the empty air... but everyone who knew the story understood exactly who she was talking to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lifted her chin, blood dripping from her lip, eyes shining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you’re already here... then come and lend me a hand.....hubby.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius’s thoughts drifted deeper into that favorite scene, the one he replayed like a victory highlight reel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’And that’s the moment when my parents’ hard-earned money came into the picture,’ he thought with a private grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Because right then, the most fearsome villain in the entire TST was finally introduced.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Augustus Hayes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A character literally inspired by ’him’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could still picture it perfectly: the battlefield frozen in shock as he stepped onto the scene like some untouchable god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone, soldiers, that trash protagonist, even the wind itself, went dead silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they dropped. To their knees. Gasping. Trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even have to say a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just walked straight to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosalina, bleeding, bruised, but still burning with that unbreakable fire, saw him and instantly threw herself into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hugged him so tight it felt like she’d been waiting centuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips crashed against his again and again, desperate, needy, like she was trying to make up for every lost second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I missed you so much,\" she whispered between kisses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where were you for so long?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held her gently, like she was made of glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got a little busy,\" he murmured back, already carrying her away from the chaos toward somewhere safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’And then... the best part.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius’s inner smile turned downright wicked as he remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’He turned around, looked that smug trash protagonist dead in the eyes... and started with the harem.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called \"country-sized\" collection of girls who thought they were untouchable?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gone. Massacred right in front of him. No mercy. No speeches. Just clean, satisfying work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then finally, ’him’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That trash went down too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Of course... it didn’t stick.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of that stupidly overpowered system. He went back in time, like none of it ever happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius let out a quiet mental sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Sigh... if it wasn’t for that cheat, everything would’ve been perfect.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosalina’s voice snapped him back to the present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked. She was standing right in front of him now, arms crossed, head tilted, studying his face like he’d grown a second head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you thinking about?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve been smiling to yourself like an idiot for a solid minute.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah...\" Julius scratched the back of his neck, cheeks going a little pink. \"You noticed, babe?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... I mean yes.\" She huffed. \"You zoned out completely. What’s with that goofy look?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second she wondered: ’Does he also get those annoying mini-visions of himself like I do? The ones with different personalities that won’t shut up?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius chuckled awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha... well... I was just imagining our wedding, that’s all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosalina’s eyes widened. For one tiny, shining heartbeat they started to sparkle, bright, hopeful, happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then she caught herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hamh!!\" She jerked her chin up, cheeks flaming. \"Don’t get ahead of yourself! I’m not marrying you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside her head, though?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A completely different voice was screaming at full volume:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*I’M MARRYING YOU!! I’M MARRYING YOU RIGHT NOW!!*\u003C\u002Fp>",1071,"2026-06-10T05:56:22.118Z",1,"novelbin.me","c2f75e23a78191116b85ffa4b4866da18ba9f3b142a42a8b0ad8a556fb56cb03","villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-113","villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-112",220,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-cover.jpg"]