Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son-Chapter 97: Runic symbol [2]

"...Can you guys stop staring at me?"

As I sat on the chair in the library right at the hidden corner, I grumbled with a tired sigh looking ahead.

A group of students surrounded me from all sides, some from my own class and others from different classes as well.

"...Where were you?" I shifted my focus towards the girl as she asked, narrowing her golden eyes.

"...At a party," I replied, shrugging. And I wasn't lying about that.

"...Whose party?" Aimar asked, giving a half-smile.

"...Why are you asking?" I rebuked, glaring at him.

"Well, looks like he's back to his old habits." The orchid-haired girl chimed in, standing beside Ashlyn with a haughty expression. "...Drugs and alcohol are common at parties."

"...Why are you even here?" I asked, giving her a bright smile.

"...I'm leaving then." Her expression crumbled as she grieved, walking away but not before glaring at me.

"..I will come with yo—"

"Stay here."

Oliver grabbed Aimar by the neck from behind, making him stand right in front of me.

"...You're not doing anything bad, right?" Ashlyn questioned, looking at me concernedly.

"....Don't worry, I just wanted to take some rest." I reassured her with a smile, shaking my head.

"...But why only nine days?" Ethan asked, making all of us look at him.

"...Only?" Oliver replied with a frown, "...Dude, are you even listening to yourself?"

"...No, I mean if he was going to rest, he might have taken longe—"

"..I'm fine, Ethan." I quickly interjected as his brown eyes shifted towards me. "There's no need for you to feel concerned about me."

"..I see." He replied, forcing a smile as he turned around. "....I'll go look for some books then."

"..I'll try to find some books as well." Ashlyn remarked, looking at me. "...I can help find something for you too."

"..Then please find me a book about magic circle." I requested, to which she nodded with a smile before walking away.

"...Should I go as well?" A chubby guy with slightly mint-colored hair asked nervously, looking at me.

"...Who the fuck are you?" I asked, knitting my brows, which made his shoulders slump.

"...I'm kidding, of course I know you."

"Y-yeah." His expression brightened up as he stammered.

"..Never mind, I don't know you." I denied again, and his shoulders slumped again.

"...Stop playing with my buddy!" Oliver exclaimed, wrapping his hand around Chubby. "...He's a far better friend than you."

"...Whatever." I replied, shrugging before I stood up from the seat.

"...Wait!" Oliver exclaimed, reaching out and plucking one of my hairs. "...Why is your hair white, old man?"

"...Because I'm dying," I replied nonchalantly, looking at the strand of white hair while rubbing my head.

"...Heh, whoever dies first is gay," Aimar commented, making me grimace.

"...Never mind, I'm not dying." I replied, shrugging before looking around. "...So, are we having a group study or what?"

Most of the students within the library were from my class, but some of them were from other classes as well.

"...Pretty much." Aimar replied, looking around.

I'm pretty sure he's trying to find Miley.

"...Hey, do you have something to eat?" I asked, looking at Oliver.

"...Yeah." He replied, taking out a pack of chips from his bracelet.

Taking the chips, I opened them before eating one.

"....."

....Tasteless.

Once again, I felt nothing—no taste or anything.

"...What?" Oliver asked as I passed the pack to him.

"...Feed me." I instructed as he took the pack of chips from me.

But his reaction made me shudder involuntarily as I felt goosebumps all over my body.

"...Why the fuck are you blushing!?" I retorted, glaring at him as he gently touched his red cheek.

"...Maybe I should go." Chubby mumbled with a frightened look as he stepped back.

"Stay here, buddy!" Aimar exclaimed happily, grabbing him as he looked at me. "...Continue, Az."

"...Have you seen your own face?" Oliver questioned, glaring at me and rubbing his cheek.

"...Yeah?" I replied, tilting my head. "...Why are you asking?"

"...Are you an idiot?" He asked, his glare intensifying.

"...What does that have to do with you blushing?" I questioned, tilting my head.

"....."

He looked at me for a second, and I think I saw some pity in his eyes before he replied, "...Why do you want me to feed you?"

"...Give it then." I snatched the pack before looking at Aimar. "...Feed me."

"...You swinging the other way now?" He asked with a snicker. "Sorry, but I'm not available."

"....Look at your face, bitch. Even you wouldn't want to date yourself." I replied, glaring at him.

"Fucker."

His smile faded as he took out a chip from the pack before bringing it close to me.

I took a small bite from it but... again, I felt nothing...

"....."

So...

Why the hell did I feel the taste of food when Christina fed me?

Is this something that only she has the privilege of?

[...Ask her to feed you again just to be sure.]

'...No.'

Even though I desperately want to taste something again...

I would rather not ask her...

But then again...

'...Maybe I should ask her to feed me sometime.'

"Want some more?" I shifted my focus as Aimar asked.

"...No, let's go."

Shaking my head, I replied as I quickly moved around before I found Ashlyn.

"...This is all I could find, sorry." Passing a book, she mumbled, looking at me. "....It might not be the best—."

"....Can you feed me?" I blurted out without thinking, making her blink innocently.

".. Y-yeah." She stammered, swallowing constantly while her cheeks turned bright red as she covered half her face with the book. "I m-mean, n-no, why?"

"....Never mind." I mumbled, taking the book from her.

Maybe I asked her too early...

I should ask her again when she is more comfortable with me.

Moving around the place, I looked for a place to sit down before I found a table where two boys and girls were sitting.

"....."

On one side, Shyamal and Arianell were sitting, reading their books, and on the other side, two tables away, Keegan and Lucus sat admiring them, taking small glances before smiling.

....Are they retarded or what?

"...Sigh."

Sighing, I walked towards them before I took a seat beside Keegan.

And as soon as I sat down, both Shyamal and Arianell stood up before moving away.

But Shyamal halted her steps right beside me as she observed me.

"...You look handsome."

Pinching my cheek softly, she commented with a gentle smile before walking away.

"..."

....What the fuck is wrong with her?

.... Is this another one of her plots to kill me?

"Azariah!"

"...Stop shouting."

I looked at my side as I found Oliver sitting beside Lucus, glaring at him, with Chubby and Aimar also taking their seats.

"Just sit here, will you?" As Keegan tried to move, Aimar forced him to sit down.

"...Haven't I told you to stay away from Shyamal?" I looked at Lucus as he hissed, his eyes narrowing.

Without replying, I showed him a middle finger, making his anger flare up.

"Who do you think—."

Slamming his fist on the table, he yelled but was quickly interjected by Oliver.

"Sit down, Lucus. Seth here has some interesting stories to tell."

"...I do?" Chubby replied, tilting his head in confusion.

"...Of course you do." Oliver replied with a smile.

"...What is it?" Lucus also seemed to be interested as he also asked.

'Hey, El.'

Ignoring them, I thought, opening the book about the runes.

[...Yeah]

'...How did Inder manage to use a magic circle on his first try?'

It has been bothering me for quite some time.

How did he do that?

I tried to do it this morning after I woke up, but I wasn't able to.

....Why is he special?

....I have been seeing his memories in my dreams, and his life on Earth was normal.

....If we are the same, then why is he smarter than me?

'...'

Never mind, he wasn't that smart.

The idiot was always getting teased by Senara all his childhood.

[....I don't know about that.]

'....Sigh..Leave it then, tell me about magic circles.'

I mused, opening the book that was for third-year students about circles.

Before the next event starts and before I find my life hanging on a thin thread again.

I need to become powerful....

By any means...

[....You know, instead of focusing on magic circles, I would recommend you learn runic symbols first.]

'...What are those?'

[...The thing that you imagine first in a magic circle that is present in the middle part.]

'...The symbols?'

[ Yeah....The six basic runic symbols are commonly known as symbols.]

'Wait, how many symbols are there, ten right?'

[....Twenty-four]

'.....'

The fuck?

Even the forsaken families, which have one of the richest histories, know only ten of them....

'Wait! Wait! Don't these symbols represent elements?'

[...Yes]

'... Fuck, there are too many of them.'

[...They will come in handy later. You are just learning the basics of the runic language, but later on, you can combine both of them.]

'...Yeah, that reminds me, I need to engrave more runes in my body.'

I have been waiting for the right time to engrave them, as they will take a lot of time.

Maybe I can do it after the next event.

"...Oliver, this is my last warning." I shifted my focus as Keegan screamed, glaring at Oliver. "Don't you dare call me shrimp!!"

"...Chill out, dude." Oliver replied nonchalantly, waving his hand. "...I am pretty sure your shrimp is bigger than tomorrow."

"What do you mean?" Keegan asked, frowning while I barely controlled my laughter.

"Pfff."

We all looked at Chubby as a small laugh escaped his mouth.

"...Where is the story?" Lucus asked, glaring at him, making Chubby pale.

I shook my head, opening the book and focusing on it.

"...Well, ahh, my father had a relationship with his mother-in-law."

'..Never mind.'

I closed my book, now focusing on him.

His story seems more interesting...