[BL] Oops! Guiding The F Class Villain Esper Gone Wrong!

Chapter 13: 13: WORTHLESS

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: PROCEED WITH CAUTION

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For some strange reason, June couldn’t fall asleep as peacefully as he previously did.

That night, he lay there staring up at the ceiling with the scene from earlier replaying in his head. He couldn’t help but think about Nyx being mad at him.

He thought about his words for at least a thousand times while he forced himself to sleep. But for some reason, he couldn’t fall asleep. He felt bad.

"Why should I care...?" He shook his head as he rolled in bed. "It should not be my business... I’m only trying to survive here.. why should I be bothered?" He tried forcing himself to sleep.

But he recalled his words again. The words cut through his mind as he lay there staring up at the ceiling again with a deep sigh. "Does he really hate me now? Will he try to kill me or something?" He blinked. "Will I be killed earlier?" He thought but shook his head.

"No, none of my business. If I can just fail this damn examination and leave the academy, then it should be fine." He closed his eyes. "Then I don’t have to worry about anything else."

He told himself but still couldn’t sleep easily while he thought about the scene again and again. He wondered what Nyx meant by what he said and wondered if he hated him now. And if he hated him enough to want him dead.

His brain really couldn’t fall asleep!

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That same night, Nyx was kneeling down in his sitting room. The grand, spacious sitting room. And he was kneeling down before his father who was sitting down on the couch.

Mr. Faux had a ruthless expression on his face while he stared at the news on TV, a cigarette stick in between his fingers and in between his lips. He was smoking and didn’t even bother staring at Nyx, who was kneeling before him, bruised and bleeding.

He didn’t care when he was the one who had inflicted the injury on him. And so he left Nyx on his knees, bruised all over his lips, cheek, and slightly around his face. Blood dripped from these fresh injuries from just a while ago. His glasses were broken and shattered on the floor.

Mr. Faux blew the smoke as he stretched his neck, staring down at Nyx, his expression unpleasant as though he was staring at dirt. "Useless bastard... what are you still doing there...? Don’t you know that your face disgusts me?"

Nyx knelt there, head down as he shivered from the injury he had gotten from the beating earlier. He said nothing.

Mr. Faux scoffed. "Just pathetic. You’re naturally a useless F-rank Esper who can’t even make a single name for himself. Because of a lowlife like you, I was forced to bring myself down and find ways to get you into that academy... And here you are without any improvement? You haven’t even gotten ready for the elimination examination. You’re still as weak as ever!" He snapped.

Nyx knelt there quietly without saying anything, shivering with his head down as blood dripped.

Mr. Faux scoffed. "Just useless. Your sight disgusts me! I wish we didn’t even have a bastard like you!" He snapped, throwing the cigarette at Nyx. It brushed his wrist, leaving a burn.

At that moment, a woman walked into the scene. She looked extravagantly dressed as she stared at Nyx. "And why are you even bothering with this useless bastard again?" Mrs. Faux rolled her eyes.

She folded her arms as she said, "Seeing his pathetic face keeps reminding me of how he should have been the one to die. And not his brother. It would have been better if this useless thing was dead..." She stared at him.

Mr. Faux took a deep breath as he said, "Can’t even practice well and can’t even improve himself. How the hell is he supposed to be useful to us by bringing the family a good name? A useless F-rank Esper is just worse than a non-awakened. You should have just stayed unawakened!"

Mrs. Faux rolled her eyes as she said, "Instead of wasting our time here, let’s head out to the dinner party we were invited to."

Mr. Faux slowly nodded as he got up to his feet, adjusted his suit, and stared down at Nyx. "The examination is in two days. And I swear if you mess it up, I’ll make your life hell." He threatened as he stormed off.

With them gone, Nyx knelt there for a while staring at the ground. After an hour, he struggled to his feet and staggered to his room with the heavy bruises.

Nyx was soon in his room, sitting before his study table with the book before him. For a while, he didn’t stare at the book but had his eyes on the picture sitting in front of him.

The picture of two young boys posing for a photo—him and another boy. Smiling happily with their hands hung over each other’s shoulders.

He stared at it for a while before he reached out and turned the picture upside down. He felt the pain rush through his bruised face.

But Nyx went forward to pull out his drawer and picked up a little sharp dagger.

He stared at his wrist with the dagger in hand as he slowly used it to cut himself. He did it a couple of times, letting the blood spill and pain rush through his hands.

The pain strangely made him feel okay as he stared at the blood spill. He didn’t cry. For some reason, he was already used to it. Sitting down there and letting the pain wash over him as he stared at the blood.

It had been like that for years now. And he guessed he was already immune to it.

That was what he got for being a useless F-rank Esper. At least that was what the world had made him know, and he had grown with that mentality that it was what he deserved.

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