Chapter 36: First Day of School (Part 3).

Thanks to Callis, I had moved on from a fashion design class in a certain form or style, depending on how you saw it.

Each villain would have to develop their own style as the class progressed.

For Sophie, this had only one name.

Character creation.

He thought for a second that this was a story with a pre-established appearance.

But here was Chaos blessing her once again with an RPG experience allowing her to edit the avatar at ease.

He clasps his hands and sends a prayer of thanksgiving, promising to consecrate his first homework to his sponsoring deity.

A while later, several students had done what they could, but they all decided that enough was enough.

Most of them only followed the instructions of the book of disfigurement chalice did not fail them, but neither did he give them a look of approval precisely.

Japeth had put her skill with scimitars to good use, though she had pretended to be sewing, Sophie wasn't fooled.

He was wearing his transformable suit.

He had basically completed a prince style, but this was obviously a dark prince, as he was dressed in blood-red and bright black.

Lucia a black English jacket, with silver buttons and red embroidery, a tight black riding trousers also with red embroidery and silver buttons and prince's boots.

A jeweled sword of black iron and rubies hung from his belt next to a matching dagger.

He wore black leather gloves And his hair, longer than his brother's, loose and disheveled in undulating curls just above his chin, framed his face and highlighted his ice-blue eyes.

Aric seemed to want to dethrone Rhian from his "throne" as Japeth's twin.

She was wearing the same outfit only with the reverse colors, dressed in blood-red with gold buttons and black embroidery.

With the help of Sophie Adam, he had completely entered a Pirate Style with a smaller version of what would be Captain Jack Sparrow's outfit.

The character really marked the child.

His brother had even made him a toy gun and a more realistic wooden sword, like Jacob's which was a long sword, but this was a Foil, recalling of course the style they had used in Pirates of the Caribbean.

Although, no one in the room was too interested in the outfit of these 3 guys.

The queen of the school had claimed her throne.

A brand-new number 1 in a crown of flames towered over his head as he wore his new outfit.

Supposed as the number 1 beauty of the school was indisputable.

As well as his proclamation to charm young people in cautious.

Looking at Sophie's current outfit, any connoisseur could only think, in one word:

SUCCUBUS

The girl was showing off her spectacular figure in a suit reminiscent of a one-piece swimsuit with a deep V-neckline down to the navel.

On the back, it was uncovered to the lower part of the shoulder blades.

In the upper part of the back he had managed to be able to place wings of the same black snakeskin of which the suit was made.

And of course, after letting her hair down in bright, golden laughter, she had placed on her head a headband that simulated beautifully sculpted horns.

Completing everything with the plastic nails he had taken before, polished and modified to make two pairs of fangs, they were perfectly concealed as if they were real on his lips managing to make his smile more seductive.

The girls never looked at her with rancor, although they could not deny the complete evil of the image despite its beauty.

The boys weren't even thinking, they were just proceeding to moisten the floor with their drool.

Callis between applause could only congratulate the girl while dedicating a sincere smile.

— Nothing wrong, nothing wrong—he repeated as he continued to evaluate.

The group of Sophie and the boys left the class more than happy wearing 3 spectacular two and a reigning and unbeatable number 1 on the head of the blonde girl.

Sophie smiled maliciously as she thought about the princes' reaction.

And with a bit of luck.

That of a certain director.

He had put his jeans back on, but otherwise kept his succubus style intact.

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On the other side in Agatha's beauty class.

He took a deep breath and remembered everything Sofi had told him, trying not to grimace as he did it.

You can do it, you can do it, she told herself as she walked into class.

But his hope died within ten minutes.

Teacher Emma Anemone, clad in a garish yellow dress and long fox skin gloves, whistled into the pink caramel classroom.

He looked at Agatha and stopped whistling.

Then he murmured:

— Rapunzel also gave me a lot of work. —And the first class, How to Improve the Smile, began.

— The key is to communicate with your eyes—she said cheerfully, and made a demonstration of a perfect princess smile.

With her bulging eyes and furious yellow hair matching the dress, Agatha thought she looked like a deranged canary.

However, he knew that the possibility of returning home was in his hands, so he imitated his toothy smile like the others.

Professor Anemone walked around the classroom looking at the female students.

— Close your eyes less… a little less nose, my dear… My God, absolutely beautiful!

Of course, he was talking about Beatrix, who lit up the living room with her dazzling smile.

— That, my Evers, is a smile that can win the heart of the most difficult prince. A smile capable of bringing peace to the worst of wars. A smile that can lead a kingdom to hope and prosperity!

Then he saw Agatha.

— Hey, you! Don't grimace!

With the teacher's attention on her, Agatha tried to concentrate and imitate Beatrix's perfect smile.

For a second he thought he had succeeded.

— Oh my God! Now it's a sinister smile! A smile, student! A normal smile, the everyday one!

Think of something happy.

— Now that smile is malevolent! Professor Anemone squealed.

Agatha turned around and saw all her companions shrink in fear, as if afraid that she would turn them into bats.

— Do you think he eats children? — asked Beatrix.

— How lucky I moved room! — sighed Reena.

Agatha frowned.

It couldn't have been so awful.

Then he saw Professor Anemone's expression.

— If you ever need a man to trust you, if you need a man to save you, a man to love you, whatever you do, girl… Don't smile at him.

— wait a moment, please—asked Agatha alarmed.

He sensed that he was about to receive the worst fail of his life in the stupidest and easiest class at this school.