The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life

Regarding whether White and Robert went to the library and finished their homework or not, Dark was only slightly curious. He had no intention to dig into it.

Holding nine flower cards in his hand, Dark felt that he now had more leeway to control [Lust], but if this flower card was really made by Professor Cazer, he wanted to understand and master the method of making it!

On one hand, it was to have a stable source of flower cards.

On the other hand, he was curious why this flower card could absorb [Lust]!

But if he directly asked Professor Cazer in this way, it would seem a bit abrupt.

Dark thought for a moment and remembered he still had a Bottle of Thoughts which he hadn't returned yet.

So he quickened his pace and prepared to go back to the dormitory to take out Bottle of Thoughts.

...

The common room on Friday night was generally the busiest time.

The students vent their learning pressure accumulated throughout the week without worrying about homework and class time. After all, it was Friday, and homework could be left for tomorrow. Class time was also something that needed to be considered the day after tomorrow.

Even the common room at Noble House was no exception.

Dark walked through the crowd, avoiding Dianna's mouse-catching gaze, and managed to get into the dormitory.

The dormitory was very quiet, and it was still the same as before he left.

He closed the door, lit the lamp, and walked to the desk.

The Bottle of Thoughts was placed inside the drawer of the desk.

After he took it and was about to leave, he suddenly heard a meow.

He couldn't help but turn to the balcony.

‘Did cat grass wake up?'

He opened the door and looked at the cat grass on the balcony.

There was only silence.

...

On the balcony.

The cat grass was using its paws to grab the hanging worm branch, and its pink and tender tongue was licking and sucking the head of the worm branch back and forth.

The hard worm branch that had originally been injected with three drops of [Pride] now became soft.

[Wrath+1]

"Meow~"

The cat grass didn't notice that the owner was angry at all. It put down the worm branch and ran towards Dark.

The cat's tail stem was long enough for it to run to Dark's feet.

Dark squatted down and held it to his knees, wondering whether he should squash its face to vent his anger.

Suddenly, he noticed a faint mark on cat grass's forehead.

"Pride's coat of arms?"

Dark frowned, and the anger in his heart faded quickly.

After checking repeatedly, he confirmed that it was indeed Pride's coat of arms, but surprisingly, the cat grass didn't show its "Pride" like DemiDevimon and Eevee.

‘Is it because it is a plant?'

Dark fell into deep thought, letting the cat grass grab his finger and sucked it.

‘Speaking of which, how does this life-like cat grass exist?'

Dark's eyes flickered, and then he pulled [Pride I] from the card pouch.

"Magic summoning!"

The dark golden ball of light flew out from [Pride Ⅰ] and then sank into the top of cat grass's head.

But this magic card that could make people arrogant didn't affect the cat grass at all.

‘I should go to the library and check it out!'

Dark took a deep breath and put the cat grass down, then moved the Worm Tree into the room.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Tomorrow, he would go to Traveller Street to buy a protective fence to separate the Worm Tree and get some furballs to relieve cat grass's boredom.

Dark sat down to take notes and found himself busy again.

‘Should I go to the library first or find the Professor first?'

‘I think it is better to find the Professor first!'

‘It's not too late to go to the library at night.'

...

Professor Cazer wasn't in the office, so Dark went to the laboratory.

As Dark expected, he did find Professor Cazer making a magic card in the laboratory.

But he wasn't making [Jack Pumpkin] today, instead, he was making [Mummy] with bandages and mannequins.

Dark thought quickly about how to bring up the topic to make it seem more natural. And he opened the door and entered, drawing out the white mandala flower card.

"Demon? Do you want to borrow the laboratory? The key to the next laboratory is in the second drawer of the office."

Professor Cazer looked serious.

Dark didn't directly put the Bottle of Thoughts on the experiment table until he walked over and said, "Professor, I'm here to give back this."

"Bottle of Thoughts?" Professor Cazer glanced back, then smiled, "You can use it a little longer."

Dark, "No, Professor. I have bought a Worm Tree."

He wanted to talk about emotions and Thinking Substances topics first and then switch to the topic about love divination cards.

But after seeing the flower card in his hand, Professor Cazer said without thinking, "Huh? Are you also interested in flower cards?"

Dark frowned, and then said, "Yes, Professor. I have been thinking, does the so-called divination of this flower card involve peeking into people's minds?"

Professor Cazer was taken aback for a moment, then smiled happily.

He put down his work, took off his experimental gloves, and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect that your research on Thinking Substance has reached this level."

After speaking, he turned back to the experiment platform and stretched out his hand.

Just as Dark was about to raise his vigilance, he drew a flower card from the card pouch on the shelf. The flower card was dotted with green roses.

The innocent and simple green rose, with the permanent blessing of youth, was a symbol of longing for eternal love.

A gentle expression flashed in Professor Cazer's eyes and he continued, "Although this is just a trick, there is something in it that I can't see through. But as long as the magic energy is interrupted, it can be safely divided, so it isn't harmful."

...

When Dark walked out of the lab, he had already given up on testing Professor Cazer.

Although he couldn't confirm it yet, he always felt that Professor Cazer shouldn't be the one who really made the flower cards.

But Senior Leon also didn't seem to be lying. In fact, he didn't need to.

‘So, is someone else pretending to be Professor to win the trust of others?'

Dark thought of the dress-up card.

‘If the design in the dress-up card was a leather skin that resembled a person, could it make someone look like a certain person?'

This was both a hypothesis and an inference.

‘Maybe I should study the dress-up card as well.'

...

Senior Sister Pandora was teasing her cat grass - a chubby chinchilla- on the counter of the library.

She used a small-scale Silence Card around the cat grass to ensure that the cat grass wouldn't make noises to disturb the students in the library.

Dark felt that her behavior was somewhat strange because she had never brought her cat grass to the library before.

‘Is this a bait?'

While thinking that, Dark's fingers had already reached out to scratch the chinchilla's chin unknowingly.

There was a scale on this chinchilla's chin, which was soft and warm.

"Did you buy cat grass?" Senior Sister Pandora squinted her eyes and asked.

Dark, "I bought a short-haired cat."

...