I was the real villain in the real teaching.

I was the real villain in the real teaching.

Author: He Chongtian

Summary:

Because of the evil taste of a certain goddess, Takuma Tsukishiro, who came to Tokyo Metropolitan High School, was forced to become an evil villain. He can only survive if he collects enough evil points.

Well, since he is the villain, it is reasonable for him to have some hypnosis at the beginning, right? It is normal for him to modify common sense, right? Then, it is natural for him to stop time, right?

Admissions

001 Asshole Goddess, the world you teleported to is wrong

"Tsukijo Takuma..."

Feeling the memory in his mind, he murmured something indistinctly.

The bus was shaking from time to time, and the street view was outside the window.

I looked around again and saw that the place was almost full of office workers, middle-aged women and men, and many students in uniforms. It was full of a modern atmosphere.

So, that bastard goddess really teleported him to the wrong world.

This is not a different world at all, and there is no team of brave warriors waiting for him to destroy.

He shouldn't have agreed to the goddess' words in the first place. He was already dead anyway, so he might as well just lie down.

"Don't you want to experience a whole new life?"

Just now, the goddess bewitched him so much.

"As long as you nod, I will immediately teleport you to another world, where there are succubi, elves, mermaids, dragon girls, and cat girls, you know?"

"Besides these, you can do whatever you want, whether it's an exciting adventure or a slow life of farming and chopping wood, everything is up to you."

"Finally, you will have the blessing of the goddess. I have prepared many skills for you, okay?"

After thinking for a long time, he finally nodded.

It’s not because of the loli succubus, as a social animal, he just longs for a slow life.

"Great, I'll teleport you to another world right away!"

"Eh? Do you want to defeat the Demon King? There is no such thing. You just need to defeat the hero and his team."

"What do you mean? Is it hard to understand? It means that you have to become a villain like the Demon King to defeat the hero and let the evil forces expand again, otherwise the other world will really be saved by the hero."

He regretted it immediately, but the goddess ignored him and threw him into the portal while he was struggling.

Seeing him pulling at the door and trying to climb back in, the goddess pried his fingers up one by one.

"Still not letting go? I'll bite you!"

She doesn't look like a goddess at all, she just opens her mouth and bites.

Therefore, he could only fall into the halo of the gate unwillingly.

“Hmph, don’t try to struggle in front of the goddess. Oh, no, it’s been too long. The coordinates are going to change. Wait a minute, you…”

Afterwards he could no longer hear what the goddess said, and when he woke up again, he was already sitting on the bus.

He replaced the student named Tsukishiro Takuma, a freshman at Tokyo Metropolitan High School.

"I've arrived in Neon..."

He, no, the current Tsukishiro Takuma couldn't help but sigh.

In my previous life, I only knew how to be a corporate slave for a conscientious entrepreneur, and I had never even traveled abroad once. I never expected that I would come to Japan in this way today.

Taku Tsukishiro really wants to go back to his motherland to take a look, wondering if he can see anyone familiar.

At this moment, there was a quarrel in the car.

"Didn't you ever think of giving up your seat?"

"What a crazy question, why do I have to give up my seat?"

Takuma Tsukishiro looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman dressed as an office lady looking angrily at the male student sitting in the love seat. He was well built, had dazzling blond hair, and was sitting with his legs crossed, and did not look like a disabled person.

Next to the woman was an old lady who seemed to have some difficulty walking. I'm afraid the dispute broke out because of the old lady.

"The seat you are sitting in now is a special seat for the elderly. It is only natural to give it to the elderly, right?"

"I don't understand. The special seats are just special seats. There is no legal obligation for me to give them up."

“Is this how you treat your elders?”

"Elders? Although you and grandma are indeed older than me, elders generally refer to people of respectable status, right? You are too arrogant and even contemptuous to lecture me just because you are older than me."

"W-what..."

The quarrel was too intense and Tsukishiro Takuma became a little annoyed. He planned to get off at the next stop. Instead of listening to the two people chattering, he might as well end the argument himself.

Just as he was about to stand up, he noticed someone was faster than him.

"Well, I think what this sister said is right."

A girl in a school uniform seemed to muster up the courage and expressed support for the OL lady.

"The old lady seems to be in a lot of trouble. Can you give up your seat to her? Maybe I'm a bit nosy, but I think this is also a contribution to society."

However, her words did not impress the boy, and he remained indifferent.

Tsukishiro Takuma looked around and found that everyone was quite indifferent, not at all as high-quality as the public intellectuals said, especially the expressionless girl sitting behind him, who did not have a trace of emotion from beginning to end.

Oh, by the way, there is also a girl with long black hair sitting on the other side, who also has a cold face.

"Is there anyone willing to give up their seat for the old lady, please."

Just as the girl asked everyone for help, Tsukishiro Takuma stood up.

"Sit here with me."

The girl was stunned for a moment, and the OL lady seemed a little surprised.

"Thank you so much!"

The girl bowed slightly to Takuma Tsukishiro, and the OL lady helped the old lady sit in the seat that originally belonged to Takuma Tsukishiro, while Takuma Tsukishiro shook his head and waved his hands, indicating that you're welcome, it's just a small favor.

After a while, the bus arrived at the station.

Tsukishiro Takuma followed the crowd out of the car and saw an extremely imposing gate - Tokyo Metropolitan High School.

He was in a very complicated mood at the moment. To be honest, after graduating from college for almost five years, his head was almost empty and he was semi-illiterate.

High school knowledge shouldn’t be difficult, right?

I heard that the entrance exams in Japan are very strict, especially for the University of Tokyo. If you get into the University of Tokyo and find a good job, you might be promoted to senior management within a few years, and you can save up enough money to buy a house...

Ahahaha, what is he thinking.

Tsukishiro Takuma shook his head to get rid of those random thoughts, adjusted his mood a little, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

If I go back to high school, I should at least enjoy my high school life first.

If nothing else, it's nice to have a sweet love affair.

As he thought this, he stepped into the gate of Tokyo Metropolitan High School.

At this time, he didn't know what kind of high school life he was about to face.

Because a few lines of text suddenly appeared in front of him.

[The goddess has bestowed her blessing, and the torch tree is generating a path...]

[The Torch Tree is opening the Fantasy Path and the Specialized Path. The Power Path, the Life Path, and the Mystical Path have failed to open for unknown reasons...]

[The goddess has blessed you, and you have gained the ability of the fantasy path - "Hypnosis"! ]

[In order to gain more abilities, please work hard to become a big villain and collect enough evil points! ]

Tsukishiro Takuma was stunned. He suddenly remembered what blessing that bastard goddess had said. It turned out to be this thing!

The torch tree? What does hypnosis mean? What is a villain? And what the hell is evil?

At this moment, another line of text appeared before his eyes.

[Note from the goddess—Does this look familiar? The mainstream blessings look like this recently, and I don’t know why. But, brave young man, go and create a miracle of evil! ]

Hard, his fist was hard.

002 False Advertising School

The moment the words disappeared, a picture of the veins of a tree trunk suddenly appeared in Tsukishiro Takuma's mind. Five conspicuous branches extended from the extremely thick tree trunk.

Two of the branches were covered with something resembling fruits, which were very dull in color. Only the branch called the Fantasy Path had a fruit that emitted a faint glow.

Once you look at it, a window with text description will pop up immediately.

[Ability: Hypnosis]

[Level: LV1]

[Instructions: You can use your eyes, words, actions, images, and specific objects to slightly hypnotize a target, with a 50% chance of success. You can remove the target's hypnotic state at any time, and the target also has a high chance of getting rid of the hypnotic state on its own.]

In addition, he also took a quick look at the other "fruits".

Time stop, control, transparency, change, modulation...

Tsukishiro Takuma's face turned dark. What was that bastard goddess thinking? Is the blessing of a goddess so vile?

Hypnosis is fine, but why is there time stop? Is the control description fake? What does transparency mean? Also, modulation is not that kind of modulation, right?

By the way, that bastard goddess wasn't thinking that he could use these skills to defeat the brave team? Hypnotize the brave? Stop the time elf archer? Control the female knight? Modulate the silver-haired female magician?

As expected, a goddess like you will have to be corrected sooner or later.

Then, Tsukishiro Takuma noticed a small glowing window under the tree.

[Evil value: zero]

So, what exactly is evil?

As if anticipating his doubts, the text reappeared.

[When you do something that everyone considers to be a villain, the Torch Tree will automatically detect the degree of evil in the behavior, thus forming an energy called "evil value". In addition, the abilities of all paths require "evil value" to be activated, and also require "evil value" to be upgraded. ]

Tsukishiro Takuma frowned. It sounded like the setting of a third-rate novel.

On second thought, it had nothing to do with him. Anyway, I was back to the modern era and didn't have to defeat any heroes. I might as well enjoy the new beginning.

Only a fool would do something villainous.

However, that bastard goddess once again predicted his thoughts.

[The newly born Torch Tree needs energy to survive. In order to prevent the Torch Tree from dying, you need to provide a little "evil value" to the Torch Tree every month. Unfortunately, the Torch Tree is bound to your soul. If it dies, you will die with it. ]

After seeing the following text, Tsukishiro Takuma's face looked very ugly. All he could say was that she was indeed a biting bastard goddess, and this was indeed something she would do.

[In addition to providing a point of "evil value" every month, there is another way to prevent the Torch Tree from dying, which is to directly sacrifice 100 points of "evil value" to allow the Torch Tree to take root completely, and you don't have to worry about it dying. ]

Good guy, right after giving someone a beating, you immediately take out some honey that seems to be good news to comfort them and leave them with a little hope, right?

But no matter how much Takuma Tsukishiro complained, he knew that he could not change this fact. After all, a certain goddess was now a dimension away from him, and he could not hit her in the face at all.

Since you can't resist, just lie down and accept it.

To be optimistic, it's just a return to the life of a worker who is in debt from the beginning.

……

Following the prompts of his memory, Takuma Tsukishiro arrived at the gate of Class D of the first year.

At this time, many people had already arrived in the classroom. Most of them were sitting in their seats, chatting in twos and threes, and bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time.

It’s great to be a high school student. You can live a carefree life without having to worry about the future at all.