Reverse Transmigration: From F-rank to SSS-rank-Chapter 9: Wrong move

Chapter 9

If someone had once told me that I would go out of my way to save someone even if it’d put me at a disadvantage, I would have never believed, because right at that moment, without thinking...I activated my demonic powers, teleporting straight for where the girl was supposed to fall, catching her in my arms.

I could already hear the surprised gasps from everyone watching, but they weren’t really my problem right now. This thing in my arms had clearly passed out, from shock I guess. Without waiting for Dante to continue his drama, I disappeared out of the hall, knowing clearly that everyone would have a hard time believing what they just witnessed.

I reappeared in my dorm, the weight of her body still in my arms. I dropped her onto the bed without care, like she was nothing more than a bag of clothes. My breathing was steady, but inside, my thoughts were a mess.

Why the hell did I do that?

I clenched my jaw, pacing once before stopping by the window. Saving her wasn’t supposed to be part of the plan. Hell, I never had a plan, but throwing myself into Dante’s trap like that? That wasn’t me.

I glanced back at her. She was sprawled across my sheets, unconscious, her face swollen, dried blood sticking to her cheek. For a moment, I just stared. The part of me that should’ve felt disgust, annoyance, even indifference... it didn’t show up. Instead, there was something else, gnawing at me, something I couldn’t name.

"Damn it," I muttered under my breath, running a hand through my hair.

I should’ve left her there. Let her face the consequences of her own choices. That was the old me, the real me. But instead, I’d revealed my powers in front of that many people, just to stop her from hitting the ground. Everyone saw it. Word would definitely spread.

I sat on the edge of the desk, eyes locked on the unconscious girl. Her skin was still exposed, I grabbed the blanket and tossed it over her, more to shut myself up than to give her comfort.

With that, I stood up and headed out. Food, maybe after eating, my normal self would be back. Hunger must have been what got me acting like that, pathetic.

I got to the cafeteria quickly, and no students where there since it wasn’t yet dinner time. Although it was close, about ten minutes away. It would be best if I just eat now before they all gathered in here. I already had enough of Dante’s taunting for today, i just needed a peaceful alone time right now.

I grabbed a tray and loaded whatever I could find, bread, some rice, meat that looked half-burnt but edible. The cooks here obviously sucked but whatever. I wasn’t here for taste. I dropped down at a random seat I found and started shoving food down.

Moments later, I was done. So I headed straight for my dorm, ignoring the weird stares I got. Normally, I wasn’t supposed to have a dorm all to myself, but because Lucian was the only F-rank in the whole academy, I guess he got singled out somehow, since only students with same ranks shared a room.

By the time I reached my door, I could hear faint movements inside. My eyes narrowed as I turned the handle slowly.

The girl was awake.

She sat up on my bed, the blanket clutched tight around her shoulders, eyes darting around the room in confusion. The moment she saw me, her body stiffened, like she wasn’t sure if I was her savior or her next executioner.

Her lips parted, voice hoarse. "Lucian? You saved me?"

I shut the door behind me, leaning against it. My gaze locked with hers, unreadable.

"Now that you’re awake, you should be on your way. I need to take a shower." I said coldly, turning around as I began taking off my shirt.

Her eyes widened, a mixture of shock and confusion on her face. "Wait... you’re not... angry? Or..." Her voice trailed off, unsure.

I didn’t turn around. I stripped my pants next which was still slightly wet from the water Dante had drenched me with. "Not my problem. You’re alive. That’s enough for now."

She hesitated, then finally pushed herself off the bed, stepping closer. Damn bold of her to approach a half naked guy like that."But... why me? Why risk yourself like that?"

I paused mid-motion, fingers brushing against the waistband of my shorts. We’ll miss, I also don’t know. I would love to know why I would risk myself like that. I never made such foolish decisions previously. I mean, I had swore not to be soft if I was given a second chance, but here i was.

Her voice dropped, softer this time. "You didn’t have to. You didn’t know me... but you still—"

"Enough," I said flatly, finally turning just enough to glare at her. My eyes were sharp and piercing, but carefully unreadable. "None of this would have happened if you hadn’t chosen to stand up for someone you didn’t know either."

Her lips pressed into a thin line, understanding flickering in her gaze. "I... I’m not going to bring you more trouble," she said quietly, almost like a promise. "But I’m really greatful, thank you for saving me."

I ignored her, walking to the small bathroom attached to the dorm. The sound of running water filled the room as I stripped completely, stepping under the shower. Steam rose around me, hot and suffocating, but it didn’t wash away the thoughts gnawing at the back of my mind.

Well, there was no use crying over spilled tea. It already happened, I just need to go with the flow after today. I finished from the shower and stepped out, my towel wrapped around my waist, but then I stopped walking misstep when he found her standing by the door, her clothes off but she had a cloth wrapped around her, barely covering her cleavage and thighs.

"Can I take a shower too? I’m a mess." She asked quietly.

What the—, was she bold or stupid?