Transmigrating as an Extra Third-Rate Villain

Pretending to scratch my head in confusion, I replied.

"Ah, did the student council president? I wasn't notified..."

Shrugging her shoulders, Charlotte gripped my shirt even harder with her hands before asking.

"Well...do you know the way?"

Trying to think a way out of this situation, I placed my hands upwards and pointed my figure up, like a lightbulb suddenly lit up above my head, and replied.

"Ah, now that I think about it, I used to live at the royal dorms before school started!"

Since Ren's "father" didn't want to see his son as he believed him to be a disgrace, he had actually sent Ren off earlier to school.

And since Ren was still a high noble and a representative of the Montclair family at that time, the principal was unable to decline.

Thus, Ren was placed in the Royal dormitories and had to live there until school started.

What kind of father sends their son... their own blood at the first chance they get without any goodbyes?

Instead of trying to change or discipline Ren, his father simply sent him away... essentially giving up on him.

Ren was only sixteen when he was sent away, yet his father had already thought of him as a lost cause.

That was just the start of it; by the time Ren was eleven years old, it was clear that the entire Montclair family had given up on him.

A child.

Instead, they used all their resources on Ren's older brother, attempting to shape him into the future leader.

And, instead of fighting against the family's decision, Ren's father accepted it, even playing into it, by ignoring Ren whenever he tried to grasp his attention.

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He was eleven when his family had already given up and abandoned him.

What did they expect Ren to do?

How did they expect his future to end up?

Of course, a ten year with no one around him to talk to is going to end up as a delinquent with no morals.

I would imagine that after the age of at least thirteen, Ren would have realized that his entire family had abandoned him.

Imagine that, being a thirteen-year-old with a full future ahead of you

Yet, you were already considered a failure as everyone that you've loved and trusted for the entirety of your life had given up on you.

Snapping back to reality, I noticed that Charlottle was awkwardly waiting in front of me, so I quickly said.

"I can show you the way."

Seeing Charlottle nod her head, I walked forward, leaving behind the couple of students who had been curiously watching the interaction.

"The worst of the academy... and the purest person in the academy talking? What is this a reality TV show!?"

"...the nice guys never win..."

Charlotte and I were indeed an interesting pair...on the surface, but in reality, we were actually quite similar.

As Charlottle followed me, passing by the sullen and interested students, I quickened my pace, attempting to avoid any further conversation.

Opposite magnets attract... but similar magnets repel.

However, Charlottle quickly caught up, walking side by side with me, and asked.

"You know, if I didn't know any better, I would think you were an influential figure both inside and outside the academy."

Shaking my head, I asked.

"What exactly do you mean by that?"

"First, in the forest with the Elven princess, and now, somehow, you've gained the trust of the student council president, Astrid."

"..."

"And now you're with me, the princess, through a series of coincidences. I wonder, perhaps, are you more than you let o-"

Interrupting Charlotte mid-sentence, I let out a sigh of relief upon seeing the familiar building of the Royal dormitory in the distance.

"We've arrived!"

Instead of looking at her new home for the next year, Charlotte instead stopped and looked at me with her eyebrows raised.

Trying to avoid her question and any more conversation, I walked up to the security guards before gesturing to the figure of Charlottle behind me.

"She's here to move in."

The security guards, of course, familiar with the princess of the human realm, did not hesitate to ask for any evidence.

Within a heartbeat, the gate around the Royal dorms was open to Charlotte.

As Charlotte walked past the gate into the dorm, I made sure to follow behind her from a distance.

Just as I stepped foot into the garden surrounding the dorm, I heard the security guard's voice sound from behind me.

" *ahem* sorry, we can only allow inhabits of the dorm inside."

Pretending to act sullen, I simply nodded my head, hiding the smile on my face, and started to walk back.

Yet, just as I turned around, another familiar voice sounded from behind me.

Standing right next to the security guard was Charlottle, who had a smile plastered all over her face.

"Oh, don't worry, Ren, it seems the guards have changed their mind! You are allowed in... not just today."

Approaching me, Charlotte held her hand, revealing a small square-shaped piece of paper that had obviously been torn from a notebook.

[Permanent Visitor Pass to Royal Dorms]

As I stared at the paper, Charlottle forced it into my hand before continuing.

"They've made it just for you!"

"Have they now...?"

Again, I walked past the gate and security guards while stuffing the piece of paper into my pocket.

"Like, I've ever going to use this..."

Entering the main building, Charlotte simply walked past all the luxurious decorating and chandeliers like they were nothing.

Following behind her, I asked.

"Is there something that requires my presence, here?"

Nodding her head, Charlotte turned around, yet again with a grin, before saying.

"Ah, of course, I have to move all my luggage into my new room."

"..."

Staring at Charlotte's empty hands, I stood still for a moment and asked.

"And... where might your luggage be?"

Walking to a nearby window, Charlottle pointed at the very relevant faculty building in the distance.

"The guards have moved it to the faculty building."

"...and they couldn't move it here!?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Charlotte turned around and replied.

"You see... my brother is quite the petty person."