Class Villainess

Chapter 160 – Request Notes

I ripped another sheet of paper and then paused for a moment, thinking of good wording, and then started writing the request. 

After I was done, I read it and imagined if I was in Thomas and his gang's position, whether I would be taking this request as logical or not.

—

A request to beat up a guy in the schoolyard on Friday, 06.00. He will be standing alone in the middle of the schoolyard because I have baited him. 

Beat him to a pulp. If he is bloody, that's even better. I will pay you 2000 dollars in the box. However, if you did a great job, then I will give you 2000 more.

—

That was the anonymous request note I wrote for Thomas and his gang. It was fairly standard and logical, especially since the target was a man. So there wouldn't be any grievance or second thought on Thomas side. 

However, I had to put this into the verification process with Noah. Because Noah was the one who saw everything, including the anonymous request they usually got. He had all the experience firsthand. So I had to ask the expert.

I took a picture of the request note and then sent it to Noah. As I waited for his reply, I started thinking of good words to write the second request. 

Then, I heard the notification that Noah had sent me a reply.

—

Noah: Is that the request letter you will put?

Emmy: Yes, I will put it tomorrow morning, and the execution will be done the next day. 

Emmy: How is it? Did I write something wrong? Or do you have a revision?

Noah: I mean, for a request letter, it's perfect, especially since it involves boys rather than girls being bullied, because boys… well, most of the time they will not tell anyone if they got beaten up by bullies. 

Noah: But… about the content…

Emmy: What?

Noah: Do you… want to kill me, Em?

Emmy: Huh? Why do you think so?

Noah: Because you're basically signing my death warrant. In that request, you want them to beat up a man in the middle of the schoolyard to a bloody pulp. I assume that person is me, right?

Emmy: Naturally. 

Noah: Em… I'm scared. I know I've been beaten a lot, but I'm literally shivering right now.

—

Ah, I knew this was gonna happen. Noah's position in this mission was definitely a dangerous one. I wouldn't lie about that. 

But that didn't mean he needed to be scared of anything. I didn't want him to get beaten anyway since our unfortunate target was Miss Alba.

—

Emmy: Trust me, Noah. I will make sure that they will not do anything severe to you. Because I will make sure that Miss Alba will come in fifteen minutes after you encounter those bastards.

Noah: Are you so sure about it? 

Emmy: Yes. But you have to work with me here, okay?

Noah: Well, this is the end anyway. If we fail, then it's nothing but death for me. So please, don't fuck this up, Em.

Emmy: Trust me, I know what I'm doing. Just come early tomorrow, so we can put it in the box, okay?

Noah: Okay.

—

Well, at least Noah agreed the request note was good. So those three bastards wouldn't notice anything wrong as I would put this tomorrow.

However, this wasn't the only request that I wanted to give. Because I also planned to trap them to get a sexual assault charge. 

So I wrote another request which I would put right after they took the first one. It would be a death trap for them once they got caught later.

Because if the police found out that they accepted such 'request', then there would be no way out.

—

A request to beat up Miss Jessica Alba. Find her and beat her bloody until you cannot recognize her face again. After that, strip her naked and do whatever you want with her body. Make sure that she will be traumatized for life, so she will leave the school for good.

I will pay you 2000 dollars first. If I saw her traumatized after you sexually assaulted her body, I will give you 2000 dollars later.

—

"Hehe, those bastards won't know what is coming for them. They will never be able to recover from this, hehe… heheheh!" I giggled evilly, imagining how those bastards would be confused and scared at the same time when they realized the request note had been switched later on.

I took a picture of the first and second notes and sent them to Elise, so she could gather those girls that had been harassed or sexually assaulted by Thomas and his gang. 

—

Emmy: Pictures sent.

Elise: What is that, Em?

Emmy: Open it, and you will be surprised. This was my answer when you said that you also want those bastards to get persecuted for the sexual assault they did to you and others.

—

Elise seemed to be taking her time, and then she called me instead.

__Phone call__

"Em…"

"Hm? How was it? That's my plan," I said.

"You're planning to trap them, right?"

"Yes, I'm planning to give them the first note as the real request. So they will accept it without any worry or suspicion. But with our plan, we could make it seems like they are actually beating up Miss Alba, not Noah as they intended."

"Then I will switch the request note for them, believe me, this will work well," I explained. This was the perfect execution for me. At least it was a perfect plan.

"Em…"

"Yes?"

"You're a monster," Elise said. "Not in a bad way, but I'm just so mindblower because you can find this kind of way to trap those bastards. It's a perfect plan. You basically tied up everything neatly."

"But still… how could you come up with something like that?"

…

"Just like you, Elise. I have things in my head that make me imagine if I can take my enemies down."

"But I have experienced something so painful, too painful to think about, honestly. That experience pushed me to do many unbelievably evil, or at least morally questionable things. Because nobody helped me before, if I don't stand up for myself and do this, I will be a victim…. For the second time."

"You can call me a Class Villainess. I think that is a perfect term for me. What do you think?"

Of course, I didn't tell her about my experience as I returned back in time after I died. But I thought my reply was enough to explain some of the things I did in the name of revenge.

I was bullied until I died in this high school, and nobody ever helped me before. Now that I could turn back the tide, I would take all the revenge I needed.

"Em… I promise I won't be on your bad side. You're scary," Elise said. "Though, of course, I will still call you out if you did something stupid, like your obsession with Mason Hall."

"Oh, come on, we're going to talk about Mason again?" I asked while rolling my eyes. Seriously, I felt so cool while I was talking about my experience and how I became a class villainess. 

"I mean, I'm just worried that your obsession with Mason would lead to disaster. Besides, when I'm talking with you right now, I have the same vibes with Mason."

"I feel like, you and Mason would be a perfect couple, in a very twisted way, of course. But hey, you and him have the hee malicious vibes, definitely Bonnie and Clyde of Darthmorth."

…

I had no comment on that. I knew there was something wrong with Mason. He seemed to be hiding something from me. But I didn't think we had the same vibe. At least I knew he wasn't a malicious schemer and a vengeful spirit, right?

"Well, I will be gathering those who had been harassed by them. I hope we really can get them this time, Em. Because I know this is also the lifeline of Noah, right? You told me the first time that you're doing this to help Noah."

"Indeed, he is in deep trouble right now. We need to take Thomas down as soon as possible before Noah fell into a deep depression and killed himself," I replied. 

"Did you give the letter to Mona already?" I asked before I hung up the call.

"I did. And I told her that she needed to deliver it to Miss Alba. She also has to make sure that Miss Alba WILL at the designated time. It's 6 p.m., just like what you write in the request note, right?"

"Yes."

"All is well. Mona and I will find a way to make sure that Miss Alba will be coming on time," Elise said. 

"Okay, since everything has been prepared, we will be moving to start from tomorrow. Make sure not to let anyone know about our plan because this can be Noah's death if we fail."

"Sure thing, Boss~."

Click.

__Phone call end__