Eternal Freedom's Ascension-Chapter 143: Frustration [Slight R-18]

The room was silent, with only the faint sound of breathing being heard. Kaiser remained on the chair, staring at the figure before him.

Ysabella sat at the edge of his bed, her hands gripping the frame tightly. Her head was lowered, with her hair turning dishelved and covering her face.

She looked normal, but Kaiser could sense the pure malice she was radiating. It was like a volcano about to erupt, even self-destructing itself.

Kaiser’s lips curled slightly, a hint of rare expectation in his bottomless gaze.

"Tsk."

The first word came as a whisper. Low, but heavy like a growl. Her teeth ground against each other, making chattering sounds.

"This class... it’s full of crazy people." She muttered. "They all seem united, but they’re all just hypocrites. Jealousy, envy, hate, mockery... they feel it towards each other—under those hypocritical smiles."

She looked up, staring directly at Kaiser.

"Do you know a lot of girls hate Kim? They believe she’s so useless and some are even thinking of bullying her."

"There’s also Kiera. She’s strong, bossy, and likes to make herself matter. I hate her. Do you know how insecure she is? Hah! She’s even scared of opening her secrets to me! I suspect that she has probably been bullied in her middle school or abused at home."

Ysabella laughed hysterically, reveling in her own findings.

"Pathetic! Then there’s this Emily too. Whore! Do you know she has already had sex with some upperclassmen? Disgusting! They even had a gangbang! Ugh!"

Her face scrunched up in disgust, though her eyes held a twisted joy for knowing this.

"Phew! At least those three idiots aren’t too lewd anymore. Still! That Jose guy is a big pervert. He kept staring at me like he was about to undress me! For fuck sake, he looks so average! I wouldn’t even go for him if I was to die tomorrow."

Her grip on the bed tightened, and her lips split into a wide grin.

"I love the way Eric is now, though. Timid and easy to bully. I’ll start manipulating him by making him think I like him. And when he confessess, I’ll brutally reject him. He’ll be so broken. Hah! Hahahaha."

’This true self... so raw... so beautiful...’

Kaiser’s eyes remained fixed on her. His expression seemed entranced, like a child watching his favourite TV Show.

"Liam too. That fucking guy is stupid! He is so considerate it’s disgusting. Leaving a date with your girl just because your classmate is fighting someone. Tsk. I’m sure they’ll break up soon."

She frowned scornfully, then lowered her voice. "Hazel. That girl thinks she’s perfect. But she’s just as defect as the rest of us. What’s she even proud of? Her ability? It’s nothing much different from Logan’s own."

She hissed disdainfully.

"Beauty? Yes she’s quite beautiful, but she doesn’t have the packages I do or other girls do. She’s on the smaller scale. Pathetic. I doubt she can even get herself a boyfriend. Anyway, who’s gonna date that arrogant prick? Maybe Ariel. He has been her loyal dog in a while."

Covering her face, Ysabella stood up and walked around for some time. She clenched her fists as she spoke, condemning several classmates with undisguised disgust.

Finally, her gaze landed on him. There was a mix of emotions within her green eyes.

"There’s you. A crazy guy who only seeks enjoyment. You’ll listen to me vent my frustrations like it’s nothing—you twisted pervert. What do you even want? I can’t stand your presence in this school. I want you expelled!"

She said fiercely, her voice trembling from raw emotions. Having used her last shred of pent-up frustration to say that, she collapsed onto his bed, huffing and panting.

Kaiser remained seated, a faint, playful smile on his face. He didn’t stand up to console her. Neither did he condemn her or scorn her.

Instead, he simply watched. He watched her reveal her true self before reverting to her crafted, fake sweetness.

’The results matter little... the process is always interesting.’

Although he was a little disappointed by her act of hiding behind a smile, there was no need to rush. He would simply watch and observe her for now.

’I wonder... what will set you free, Ysabella? When will you break out of this pretense and reveal your pure article to the world?’

His hands itched with expectations, but he restrained himself.

"Stop staring at me, you pervert!"

Scowling, Ysabella stood up. She straightened her dishelved clothes, glaring at him in disgust and anger.

’Crazy bastard.’

She couldn’t understand why Kaiser would be willing to listen to her ramblings. He didn’t seem to be in love with her or care about her mental state. He didn’t seem to be ready to blackmail her either.

’What the fuck is he after?’

Gulping, she decided to execute her hidden mission. She stepped towards him, her face twisted in a scowl.

"What is it you want, Kaiser? Do you enjoy seeing me go crazy like this?! Huh?"

She grabbed him by the collar—tight enough to show her seriousness, also weak enough to appear non-threatening.

Kaiser didn’t say a word. He kept staring at her, like he was expecting her to continue ranting.

Ysabella did just that. "Or could it be you’re after my credits? My abilities? My secrets? Or is it my BODY?!"

Her face was twisted, erasing every of her usual sweetness. As if on impulse, she climbed onto the chair, straddling him and grabbing his head.

Kaiser blinked, stunned by her sudden move.

She pressed herself against him, feeling her skin heat up from that close proximity. However, there was always a chilling undertone to Kaiser’s temperature that made her shiver unnaturally.

Ignoring the strange sensation, she held his head in place, then crashed her lips into his.

It wasn’t a soft kiss. It was wild, full of malice, and utterly dominating. She pried open his lips, snaking her tongue into his mouth. She quickly found his tongue, sucking on it greedily.

"Hmm~" She moaned into his mouth, her eyes becoming upturned.

’This...’

Her body shivered in cold and pleasure, but she bit herself to focus. Kissing him until she was breathless, she finally pulled back.

Her chest heaved, and she struggled to suppress the lust rising from within.

’Heh! What face will you make now? You scumbag.’

She stared at his face, only to be stunned.

Kaiser didn’t look surprised or disgusted. He didn’t even look like he enjoyed the kiss. Instead, he looked bored—his gaze filled with bottomless indifference.

Before she could react, he grabbed her by the throat, lifting her off the ground as he stood.

He stared at her, then spoke in a soft voice. "Is that all? Your plan?"

"Boring."