74 The Targeted 1 (2/2)
The real weird thing happened near the cafeteria after that brief encounter with Clarissa. For some reason, she felt like she lost control of her mind to actually end up offending a boy she barely knew. But since the matter was currently out of her league, she decided to think about it later and prioritized completing the teacher's errands first. Anyway, it was not like that gloomy bloke that used to be a shy boy could avoid her forever.
What she had not expected though was to meet Clarissa again when she was about to return.
This time, the other part looked to be really after her. The proof was Clarissa's refusal to give way to her when they were at a stand-still on the hallway.
Wendy raised an eyebrow at her good-looking and annoyingly sexy senior and asked with a displeased tone and expression, ”If you have something to say, speak now. I don't have much time to spare because I still have to go back to my classroom.”
Clarissa's lips curled up and Wendy didn't like how the other always looked so carefree and fearless.
”Hi there Wendy. Looking as imposing and pretty as ever.”
The one greeted frowned at the sudden feeling of deja vu, but recovered her senses immediately in order to reply, ”Is that all you want to say? Then great, I heard you. So can you now please make way while I'm still being polite, Miss Guzman?”
”Oh?” the girl who was probably the prettiest in the academy shook her head and smirked. ”What I want to say, or rather, ask, is whether you still remember our conversation at the mini-hotel.”
Wendy stared at her for a long time and checked if the other party was being stupid, dumb or plain annoying, ”...Miss Guzman... Can I take it that you're under influence? What the heck are you saying? When did we meet there? When did I talk to you? If you want to make up stories, can you please make it sound believable? I think you're missing some good outline or a good touch of reality, my pretty Violent Goddess.”
The one told that seemingly didn't put the sarcasm to heart and only giggled. Wendy couldn't help but frown as she had difficulty understanding what's funny with her statements. Was this woman nuts? The type who takes joy at being scolded?
Wendy watched as the other girl stopped snickering to say, ”It seems you no longer remember. I'm sad.”
”Are you done? I'm glad. I'm leaving now.” After rolling her eyes at the crazy girl, she stepped to the side and began strutting back to her classroom. It was almost lunch break so she must hurry back or else, the printouts in her hands would wait longer before she could distribute them.
Fortunately, the weird and seemingly insane Violent Goddess didn't continue to bother or else, even if she was the leader of a gang, Wendy would still not hesitate to go against her. Her confidence stemmed from the fact that they were at school. Even if something happened, her brother's police station was only five minutes away. Anyway, Clarissa might have that intimidating moniker but Wendy, at least, the girl was someone who could be reasoned with. Unlike Vienna and her other stupid followers.
What Wendy didn't know was that the person she left there was meaningfully staring at her back, mulling about their supposedly silly encounter.
A while later, Clarissa's eyes sparkled with mischief after confirming something.
'The hypnosis can't be broken, no?' she asked the system.
A second later, a ding resounded in her brain.
Clarissa rolled her eyes and cocked her head to the side. That gestures still looked so mysteriously graceful therefore quite a few students inside their room watching through the window repeatedly blinked and tried to burn her beautiful image in their mind.
Without caring for the stares though, she shrugged and replied to her system.
'Fine, I don't care. But I was curious about how high her hypnotic ability is. Well, nevermind. At the least, I have confirmed that I can still control those she's hypnotized. The only thing I can't force on them is to make them go against the initial commands, like making this Wendy remember what that girl sealed in her memories.'
Clarissa didn't speak for a while, as if there was still another matter weighing on her mind.
A few seconds later, the immoral host finally smiled, a playful glint was in her eyes as she gazed again at the direction Wendy turned to. She then told the system.
'You're right. And I'm already happy about the result.'
'Now all I have to do is wait for the surprise. Hopefully, she'll like it, and that she won't break down just because of it...'
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Thanks for reading! I'll try to upload another chapter later.