Transmigrating as an Extra Third-Rate Villain

Surprised at my question, Alya hesitated for a moment before shamelessly muttering out.

"a-after that, you want to help?"

Shaking my head and dismissing her worried, I replied.

"You made the attack non-fatal on purpose; it was simply to immobilize me for a bit."

Pulling up my shirt and taking off the corrupted bandage, I pointed at the area of my stomach that it had hit.

If my blood hadn't melted the ice spear, it simply would have hit a couple of ligaments that would have caused me no permanent pain, and it definitely wouldn't have come close to killing me.

In fact, with some healing scrolls, I could have been just fine in a matter of hours.

Of course, now that my blood had melted the ice spear, stopping it early, I would be fine with a couple of healing scrolls and less than an hour.

The only reason the pain had been so drastic at first when I was in the classroom was because of my ability.

All of the pain that I had ignored earlier through my ability had come rushing at me all at the same time, making it feel worse than it actually was.

Putting back on my corrupted bandage, I continued.

"I clearly instigated the fight... I should have expected to get hurt."

Seeing her hesitantly nod her head, admitting that she hadn't tried to kill me, I smiled before asking one question that had been weighing on me.

"But... why did you just leave after sending that ice thing at me?"

Staying silent, Alya awkwardly fidgeted her hands before reaching into her pocket and taking out a couple of magic scrolls.

Revealing her hands to me, I saw at least five healing scrolls sitting in her hands.

...so she wanted to win the fight but not hurt me?

Is that not counterintuitive!?

Taking the healing scrolls, I applied them to the area of the wound, yelping each time a scroll was used.

If I had to compare a healing scroll to something from Earth, it would be shots or vaccines.

They hurt at first when applied when they puncture your skin to push the antibiotics inside your body, and after that, your body gradually begins to heal.

But, as seen with Zach, healing scrolls had their limits.

While they could patch external wounds, internal wounds could not be fixed.

Even with external wounds, they also had their limits.

Using too many healing scrolls within a certain period of time could lead to countless negative side effects on your body, so one also had to limit their use of the scrolls.

Feeling the pain steadily began to decrease, I turned to Alya before reaching out my hand.

"All good?"

Reaching out her hand, Alya nodded her head and hesitantly shook my hand before awkwardly looking away.

"And, what do we have here?"

Shocked at the stern voice echoed from behind us, Alya and I jumped back in shock before slowly shifting our gazes ahead.

Only a few meters in front of us stood Professor Zia, her glasses slanted as she looked at the two of us with an intrigued expression.

Immediately removing my hand from Alya's, I tried to shift the topic and control the conversation by asking her a question.

It was a simple trick; the person who asks the questions is always in control of the conversation.

"What happened to the class...?"

Shaking her head and removing the clear glasses from her eyes, Professor Zia walked forward, closing the distance between us.

Standing in front of her tall and imposing figure, I immediately rephrased my answer and said.

"Ah, I just finished using the restroom and happened to meet Alya outside."

Alya, behind me, also nodded, confirming our alibi.

Sizing me up with her eyes, Professor Zia stared right into my eyes before saying.

"If you're in pain or danger, let me know. As your teacher, it's my job to maintain your well-being both inside and outside the academy."

"You don't just howl in pain like a werewolf under a full moon because you need to use the restroom."

Not waiting for a response, Professor Zia turned around and reentered her classroom, leaving Alya and me behind.

Looking down at her shoes, Alya whispered.

"I-i'm s-"

Waving my hand, I interrupted her and said.

"We said we're all good, right?"

Walking in front of me, Alya headed into the classroom, leaving me behind in the hallway.

Leaning against the wall, I caught my breath for a second before switching bodies.

Leaving my body alone in the hallway, my surroundings immediately shifted as I was once again perched on a tree branch, looking downwards through a window.

Seeing Astrid still signing documents and writing down school-related things, I sighed.

Was she even planning to do anything?

Was I just wasting my time!?

Switching back to my original body, I caught myself before falling to the floor and walking toward the classroom entrance.

However, catching something out of the corner of my eye, I stopped and looked out one of the many windows.

In a nearby set of bushes outside of the window, a dog stood, its white fur sparkling in the sun.

However, just as I noticed the dog's presence, it immediately fled, running and hiding behind a tree.

Seeing the dog reminded me of something else...

"...wait, did I feed my cat!?"

Imaging my hungry black cat waiting alone in my dorm room, I sighed before opening the classroom door.

Maybe there was a reason for all the pain and bad luck I was feeling today...

Ignoring the gazes on me, I swiftly walked to the back of the classroom, fixing my seat, which was still on the floor, and sitting down.

Turning to me in unison, the two boys.

"You alright, Ren..?"

"There's no need to fake sick... just say you don't w-"

"I'm fine, alright? Just a bit of a stomach ache."

Seeming to have a realization, Han said.

"Is that why you didn't want to talk about the cafeteria food...?"