ISN'T BEING A WICKED WOMAN MUCH BETTER

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Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?  Chapter 32
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Chapter 32

‘I’m sleepy…’

Today too I walked the academy campus like a lone wolf, excluded from the world.

I can’t yawn since I have my honor as a wicked woman; so, when I bite my lips, tears come out of my eyes.

As I was walking towards the classroom with bloodshot eyes like a ghost, I ran into a scene that was hard to ignore at the campus behind the magic building.

‘What’s happening?’

I woke up a bit.
Because the atmosphere looked serious.

A large nobleman was tormenting a young lady with a small body.
The bastard didn’t even realize I was standing in the corner like a ghost and started arguing with the woman.

“Arin, are you really going to keep coming here?”
“…”

As the woman cowered, the thick glasses on the bridge of her nose slipped down.

“I heard that your family is ruined, yet you still manage to stick to the academy. To be honest, isn’t it better to quit? Even if they don’t express it, everyone will laugh at you looking like a beggar.”

The man chuckled badly, stepping on the hem of the woman’s worn-out skirt.

“S-Stop. Please!”
“What’s wrong? It’s dirty, so even if I step on it a bit it won’t be noticeable.”
“Stop, it will rip.”

As the man extended his feet and tugged even harder at the skirt, the woman’s face turned pale.

“What kind of academy is this, with a bitch who trembles in fear because she’s afraid that only one of her clothes will be torn. I see you still have some useless regrets about finishing the program for the gifted people, but you should know your place, huh?”

Taunting her, the man snatched one of the books the young lady was holding.

“Let’s see. Hmm… It’s the Application of Intermediate Mana Formulas. What are you going to use it for, when you look like a beggar? It would be more beneficial to just use it as firewood.”

He begins to tear the book pages one by one.
The pale, frightened woman jumped up and down. But she was so small that she couldn’t reach it.

“Stop, give it back!”
“What do you think will change if you look at a book like this? Why do women need formulas? It’s obvious just looking at the ratio of men and women taking formula classes. It is not for nothing that there are many men among high-ranking wizards. Arin.”
“…”
“Don’t hold onto things that don’t work out anyway, just go get married or something in an appropriate place. You know you won’t be able to when you get older, right? Did you know? You’re cute, so now…”
“Will you shut up?”

I finally popped out in front of them.
With the dreariest expression on my face.

From making sexist remarks to sexual harassment.
It’s hard to pass by seeing a man harassing a young lady while pressing her cheeks with his fingers.

I was even more irritated because in my previous life, one of the returning students was persistently walking around and asking why women need engineering.

Judging from the situation, he’s tormenting her because he has an inferiority complex about not being able to join the program for gifted people and is easy to deal with a woman whose family’s financial status is worse than his.