How To Survive As A Villain

First Mission

Ren's senses sharpened with each passing moment, and the indistinct voices evolved into clear conversations.

The first experience of Ren's new world was cold.

Why is the bench this cold?

It appears to be made of some metal. No wonder Ren's butt was freezing. What about others?
Ren's system was nowhere to be seen or heard.

A fresh taste of clean grassy air lingered at the tip of his nose. The oxygen pumped inside his lungs filled his insides with the thrill to see things once again

As he blinked at the equally cut tiny sprouts of grass and the bench he was sitting, his attention was grabbed by a pair of shiny black shoes in front of him.

"You probably couldn't have thought that I, Win Xander, would actually like a mute freak like you?"

Ren could tell that the owner of these shoes was Win, and the two people surrounding him were Lifra and Zery.

Why are you guys standing while he is freezing on this bench? Is this a distortion of morality or a degradation of human behavior?

System who just stabilized the connection,"...." Why is his host more worried about the cold than the upcoming situation?

Without wasting any codes on his host's thinking process, the system issued his first task.

"Mr. Ren Jiang, your first task is to stabilize the situation so that it will not cause any trouble in the future. Please proceed according to your understanding of the plot. I'll return to your side in a few hours. Goodbye."

Ren "...." Was it only him, or did that cute system who begged him to sign with it actually ditch him on his first mission?

"Hey! You can't be crying ...right?"

Ren's hands, which were still clutching his head, found their way to his lap.

His hands appeared similar to his earlier ones, a little too soft for his liking. But for now, he was content with the fact that his fingers were long enough. His hands will be again calloused when he gets back to work as an architect. The mere notion of returning to his line of work brought him utter joy and passion.

"Let him be. How can a nobody like you dare to dream about our prince Wi-...."

Lifra's remark brought Ren's wandering mind back to the present situation. After a slight pause, he lifted his hoodie over his head.

The sudden onslaught of sharp rays compelled him to shut his eyes tightly once more. He blinked them a few times to get used to the light and wondered where that cutie system of his went.

Today marked the day of victory for Win.

In the heat of the moment, Win's excitement danced like wildfire, fueled by the will to prove himself worthy of Sabrina. Each orchestrated move unfolded seamlessly, a result of his meticulous planning.

Everything was proceeding as expected. Not that there was any doubt in the first place. Because that stupid Nerd, Dorian, truly fell for him. How laughable.

For this unique event, Lifra even created an online live-streaming window.

There were a few students who followed Win and his mates to the park while others were watching the live broadcast thanks to the service of a shiny round black body, a size of a pad of a pinky finger, flying above Lifra's head like a child following his mother.

Win's mind started thinking of more degrading words to shout at the nerd.

Taunting Dorian was like adding fuel to the flames of his euphoria.