My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

As he said this, Virgil put the knife to the middle-aged man's neck.

"Do you think we haven't checked your resume?" Virgil showed a dangerous smile. "Although we don't advocate violent debt collection, if you obviously have the money but don't pay it back, don't blame us for letting you leave something behind."

“Okay… okay.” A trace of cold sweat ran down the middle-aged man’s forehead, and then he took off the necklace he was wearing and handed it to Virgil.

"That's right, this way you won't have any trouble at all." Virgil said this, smiled, and then put the knife back.

Then, watching the man leave dejectedly, Virgil turned his head and looked at Lit.

At this moment, Litt was still staring at the dagger on the ground in a daze.

"Leet, do you understand?" Virgil said. "To be kind to the enemy often means to be cruel to yourself."

"When you can't tell the difference between friend and foe, be on guard against everyone and treat everyone as your enemy. That's what you have to do."

"Master Orson told me that you are very smart, but sometimes you are too kind-hearted and can't do many things, so I came to train you."

"Don't think too highly of others, otherwise, sooner or later you will be harmed by them."

"Yeah." Li Te nodded after hearing that.

"Senior Virgil." She suddenly asked, "How do you know Orson?"

"Why are you asking this question?" Virgil was a little confused when he heard this.

"I just want to ask, is it okay..."

"It's not impossible." Virgil said this, leaning against the wall of the alley, and told Litt how he met Orson.

……

Eight years ago, in Antica City.

In the slums, a child with short blue hair and ragged clothes was walking through the alleys. He was holding a gorgeously decorated leather bag in his hand, and the sound of coins colliding inside made his heart beat fast.

After finishing this job, I should be able to get a lot of money as dividends, so that I can eat for a long time.

The boy thought so and ran for a few more minutes. Finally, he came to a pickpocket's den.

The pickpocket leader was a man with a scar on his face. He looked at the boy running over, smiled, and then took the bag from his arms.

After opening the bag and counting the coins inside, the pickpocket leader gave the boy a thumbs up.

"Well, you did a great job this time." He took out a silver coin and handed it to the boy. "Come on, use this money to buy some meat."

"Boss, isn't this a little too little? I feel like there's more money in the bag..."

"Oh?" The scarred man looked dissatisfied when he heard this. "Are you questioning me? Giving you money is good enough. Didn't you learn your skills from us?! We have supported you for so long, you should be content!"

"..." The boy lowered his head and was about to leave, when an equally childish but very cold voice sounded behind him.

"Can you give me my bag back, please?"

Everyone turned around and saw a little boy with short black hair, purple eyes, and gorgeous clothes appear at the door of the hideout.

"Damn it, how did you disguise yourself!" The man with the scar saw someone catching up with him. No matter who the other person was, he slapped the boy with blue hair first.

Then, he looked at the nobleman standing at the door.

"Hey, young master, this is not a place for you to come. We want your bag. If you don't want to suffer, go back quickly."

"Otherwise, we don't mind switching from pickpockets to robbers."

"Oh." Hearing this, the black-haired boy just nodded but did not walk away.

"Let me count." The black-haired boy said, raising his fingers. "Three."

Seeing that the other party did not back down, but instead said the lines he should have said first, the scarred man laughed in anger.

"Hahahaha, you little brat. I want to see what you can do to me."

"Two." The boy's words were still very calm.

"one."

As the last sound fell, the boy instantly appeared in front of the scarred man, knocked him down with a punch, and the bag fell out of his hand instantly.

"Damn it!" The scarred man was a little dizzy from the punch, and after he recovered, he called out to the brothers around him. "He actually dared to plot against me, brothers, give him a good beating!"

As he said this, the pickpockets around him stood up and approached the noble young man.

Some people even picked up things like wooden boards and benches, and it seemed that they even wanted to kill the boy.

Then, the boy who was surrounded by the crowd took the first step. He was extremely fast and could knock those people to the ground with one blow.

The expected scene did not occur. Instead, the group of pickpockets fell to the ground and wailed like children within a minute.

The boy opened the bag and counted the money inside.

At this time, the blue-haired boy stepped forward and took the initiative to hand his silver coin to the black-haired boy.

Seeing this, the black-haired boy nodded, said thank you, and prepared to turn around and leave.

When he reached the door of the hideout, he turned around again.

"You, come back with me." he said.

……

After listening to how Orson and Virgil met, Litt covered his mouth in surprise.

Her admiration for Orson deepened.

"At that time, because I exposed the pickpocket's den, I would definitely be hated by this group of people and would not be able to continue to stay in any community. So, Master Orson took the initiative to offer to take me back." Virgil said this with a nostalgic look on his face.

"After that, Master Orson has been training me and providing me with the best educational resources, and has made me what I am today."

"So... Senior Virgil, your current situation was planned by Orson several years ago?"

"Yeah."

Jill nodded. "As the saying goes, a man will die for his friend. Master Orson is probably my savior and wise lord."

"Master Lit." At this time, Virgil suddenly said, "If one day you and Master Orson stand on opposite sides, I will point this knife at you without hesitation."

"Yeah." Lit nodded. "I know, so I won't be an enemy of Orson."

"I hope so." Virgil nodded. "Although it's a bit inappropriate to say this, I hope that Master Orson will let me teach a dog that is grateful and repays kindness, not an ungrateful wolf that only cares about profit."

In the evening, when Litt returned home, Orson was lying on the bed reading a book, apparently getting ready for sleep.

"Hey, Litt came back quite late today." Orson saw Litt appear at his door and greeted him. "How is it? Today should be your first day out with Virgil. Have you seen the world?"

"Well, I picked up a lot of new things." Lit nodded. "Orson, you should have let me know this earlier."

"It's okay. It's not too late now." Orson said with a smile. "Anyway, it's good that you have grown."

"Well, thank you, Orson." Litt said this, closed the door and walked into his room.

……

A few days passed, and one day, after class, Triss suddenly found Orson and asked him to go to her office with her.

Looking at Triss who was sitting at the desk looking for documents, Orson was a little confused.

"Teacher Triss, you called me here..."

"Ah, I found it." Therese searched for a long time and finally found the pile of documents.

"Here, take a look at it, Orson." Therese handed the document to Orson.

Orson took a look and found that it was a letter sent by the board of directors regarding the plan for the school festival.

Every year, the Imperial College holds a school festival two months after the start of school. The festival lasts for a whole day and that day is also the Imperial College's open day. Visitors from outside can enter the college and experience activities organized spontaneously by the students.

Every school festival is organized by the current student council, and it is an activity used to test the council's ability to do things.

"Are we going to start preparing for the school festival?"

"Yes." Tris nodded. "The decision was made at the board meeting this morning. Dean Luca saw that I was your homeroom teacher, so he gave me the document and asked me to pass it on to you."

"The documents came down earlier this year, so the school festival preparations will take longer than in previous years. I'll leave the details to you, Orson." Triss said this with a look of trust in Orson. "Anyway, if you have any questions during the preparations, feel free to ask me directly."

"Okay." Orson nodded.

"Okay, there's nothing else to do. You can have a meeting today to discuss the school festival."

Having said this, Triss seemed to have ordered everyone to leave.

Upon hearing this, Orson didn't stay here any longer and walked out.

"Didn't we give a month's notice in previous years? How come this year it's so much earlier than previous years?" Olivia was a little surprised when she heard the news in the Student Union office.

"It may be the attitude of the board of directors." Manuel speculated. "The board of directors probably thinks that our class has great potential, so they want to give us more time to let us exert our full abilities and make this school festival go down in history."

"That should be it." Orson confirmed Manuel's words. "During the preparations for the school festival, you, the vice president, have a heavy task to do."

Having said that, Orson looked at Olivia with some concern.

"If you have any difficulties, please feel free to ask. We will try our best to help you."

After all, the Liaison Department and the Publicity Department, which are under the charge of the vice president, are responsible for a lot of work from the preparation stage to the beginning stage to the end stage of the school festival, and both departments are busy.

Of course, Orson’s office and coordination department won’t have it easy either.

"President Orson, are you worried about me?" Olivia looked at Orson with a smile.

"..." Orson fell silent again. It was a pity that this woman had the mood to tease him when he was talking about serious matters.

After the meeting, the three leaders of the Student Union convened the departments they were in charge of and held an internal meeting.

Obviously, this advance preparation was very sudden and caught everyone off guard.

However, after a brief moment of being caught off guard, it was replaced by ambition.

Everyone wants to do something at this school festival.

The ticket is big, so that you can go down in the history of the college.

That afternoon, some clubs had already begun preparing for their activities at the school festival.

……

On this day, Litt was attending teacher Hecatia's interest class. There were only her and Hecatia in the huge alchemy laboratory.

At this time, Hecatia suddenly asked: "By the way, Lit, there is something I have always wanted to ask you, but I don't know how to start."

"It's okay, teacher, just ask." Lit smiled and then said.

"Well, then I asked, so don't be angry with the teacher."

What Hecatia said next completely stunned Litt.

"Leet, why do you want to pretend to be a boy?"

"!!!" Lit was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Hekatia with a hint of fear. "Teacher Hekatia...you...how did you know..."

"Is it hard to tell?" Hecatia tilted her head. "Oh, maybe it's because I'm a witch and I'm more sensitive to magic."

She said so.

"When I was teaching you magic in the previous magic class, I was afraid that you might have some sequelae, so I secretly used magic to check your body and found this."

"Ah, if you feel you have something to hide, you don't have to tell the teacher." Hecatia said this and waved her hand.

She didn't want to lose her only student.

"Well, it is true that I have some unspeakable secrets." Li Te nodded. "But, Mr. Hekatia, can you please keep it a secret for me before I take the initiative to disclose it?"

"Teacher, please keep it a secret for me. I will do anything." Li Te said sincerely.

"Uh..." Hecatia originally wanted to give up, but when she heard Litt say that he would do anything, she felt that she would be uneasy if she didn't let Litt do something.

Thinking of this, Hekatia said, "Then, Lit, can you do me a favor?"

"What favor?" Hearing Hekatia's request, Lit hoped to keep it a secret. "Teacher Hekatia, tell me, as long as I can do it, I will help."

Hecatia was thinking, and then she thought of something that she could ask Litt for help with.

"Hey, Li Te, teacher, I have always been curious about Orson. It just so happens that you, Li Te, live with Orson."

"I want to ask you, uh... that is, can you help collect some of Orson's hair that falls off and his cut nails and so on."