Maybe I really am a Villian

Meanwhile, Asher continued staring silently at the desserts scattered across the floor.

The broken plates.

The melted cream.

The drinks slowly spreading across the ground.

For a few seconds, he said absolutely nothing.

But Noah, Adam, and even Aria could all feel it.

That silence was far more dangerous than any reply Asher could have given.

One of the fourth-year students noticed it too and immediately frowned.

"...Why do I suddenly feel more nervous now that he’s quiet?" he muttered.

The student beside him sighed. "Because every bad situation involving him starts after he goes silent."

Cedric, who was being restrained by the members of the Discipline Committee, said in an irritated voice, "Why are you arresting me? I didn’t even do anything wrong. I just kicked a table, nothing more."

One of the students replied, "You just damaged private property and tried to physically assault a junior. What do you mean you did nothing? Are you even hearing yourself?"

Cedric replied angrily, "It was his fault for mocking me and ignoring me! Who does he think he is to ignore me? He may be the son of a Duke and somewhat talented, but in the end, he isn’t even the heir. He’s still just a weak ant in front of me."

The members of the Discipline Committee responded, "You can give your reasoning later. For now, come with us without causing any more trouble, or you will regret it."

Cedric sneered and said, "Who are you to make me regret anything? I am the son of the richest man on the continent. You people can do nothing to me."

The three students ignored his words and began forcefully dragging him out of the restaurant.

But before they could leave, Asher looked toward them and said with a smile, "Aron sent you here, right?"

All three of them froze on the spot and turned toward Asher. The moment they saw his smile, a chill ran down their spines, even though he looked completely calm.

A horrifying scream echoed throughout the entire restaurant as blood splattered everywhere.

Everyone froze on spot and their faces turned pale after seeing what just happened. None of them even managed to see Asher move. One moment he was standing near the table and next moment he was already standing in front of Cedric.

Cedric fell on his knees while holding his mouth, his whole body trembling in pain and fear. Blood continuously flowed from between his fingers and stained his expensive clothes red. His eyes were filled with disbelief as if he still could not understand what just happened.

The three members of Discipline Committee were also standing there in shock. Cold sweat covered their backs while looking at Asher.

Even though they already knew he was dangerous, seeing him casually do something like this still sent chills down their spine.

Meanwhile whole restaurant had fallen silent. Nobody even dared to breathe loudly.

Asher calmly wiped blood from his fingers with a handkerchief and then looked towards Cedric while still maintaining same smile on his face.

"I already tolerated you enough," Asher said in calm voice. "So learn how to control your mouth next time."

Then he continued, "Why do you even need a tongue if you don’t use it to speak logically or taste food?"

Cedric looked at him with fear filled eyes while groaning in pain, but he no longer dared to say anything.

Asher then looked towards the members of Discipline Committee and said, "Take him away now. And make sure he receives proper healing treatment. I don’t want him dying from something this small."

The three students immediately nodded without any hesitation. At this moment none of them even dared to look directly into Asher eyes.

They quickly dragged Cedric out of restaurant while remaining students silently watched everything with stunned expressions.

Noah swallowed hard before muttering, "Remind me to never make this guy angry."

Then Adam replied, "You are wrong. We haven’t seen him angry even once. Even now, he was just annoyed, and I don’t even want to think about what he does when he actually gets angry."

Meanwhile, the members of the Discipline Committee outside were taking Cedric to receive medical treatment in silence.

Then one of them said, "Shouldn’t we arrest him since he just injured a senior?"

The other two looked at him and then one said, "You are free to go back if you want, but I am not going back to that monster. He scared the hell out of me with only his smile. I don’t even want to meet him again. I will just get this idiot treated and report everything to Aron, nothing more and nothing less."

The other two continued walking while supporting Cedric, who was still trembling in pain and barely conscious.

The silence between them felt heavy, as none of them dared to speak for a few moments.

After a while, the first one spoke in a lower voice, "Aron already sent us there knowing this would happen, didn’t he?"

No one answered immediately, but their silence was enough of an answer.

Meanwhile, Cedric let out a muffled groan, his eyes filled with humiliation and rage, but he could do nothing except endure the pain as they continued toward the medical wing.

Behind them, the restaurant was still in chaos, with everyone trying to process what they had just witnessed—Asher’s smile and the heavy silence that followed it.

At the restaurant, Asher looked at the waiter who had taken their order and asked with a calm expression, as if nothing unusual had happened, "Is my order ready?"

The waiter looked at Asher in a daze and then replied in a trembling voice, "Yes, it is ready, sir. I will bring it right away."

The waiter quickly turned and rushed toward the kitchen, still visibly shaken.

Then he came back with a bracelet in his hand and said, "Your order is in it. Please take this storage bracelet as a gift for your purchase."