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Beastmen Are Crazy, So I Sell Them Therapy

Chapter 120 - 118 · Oct 26, 2026

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Chapter 120: Chapter 118

Crash!

A picture frame was thrown on the ground.

Bang!

”That bitch!” Bumble screamed, kicking over another chair. ”How dare she challenge me?!”

Crash!

A vase shattered against the wall.

At first, she had merely been fascinated by Blanca. Especially after seeing that first sculpture presented in class.

It was breathtaking.

Blanca Frostine was a talented student who carved like a monster yet acts like an idiot and she wanted to possess that talent, to put a leash around her neck, and make her carve endlessly only for her.

But that stupid girl kept rejecting every attempt.

It was fine but little by little, everything started changing.

The admiration that used to belong solely to her was slowly shifting towards Blanca instead.

Towards that smiling little bitch who casually kept creating masterpieces like it was nothing.

Students started whispering about Blanca’s works, how they would lined up outside Blanca’s room, and praising Blanca’s teaching.

Every compliment felt like a knife digging into Bumble’s pride.

”How...” her voice trembled violently. ”How could a mere student create sculptures more beautiful than mine?”

She was the one with the title of Grand Master Carver.

People used to praise her endlessly. So why was everyone looking at Blanca now?

”Aaaahhh!”

She swept another table over violently, her breathing turned ragged as anger twisted her face.

Click.

The door slowly opened.

”Miss Belle?”

Vivienne stood at the entrance, blinking softly as she looked around the destroyed room.

Furniture overturned, broken objects shattered everywhere, walls scratched while Bumble stood in the middle of the mess breathing heavily, fingers twitching like she still wanted to destroy more.

Bumble stood in the middle of the mess, breathing heavily, cheeks flushed red with fury.

The moment her eyes landed on Vivienne, everything inside her shifted instantly.

The violent tension in her body loosened like cold water being poured over fire.

”...Vivi,” Bumble whispered softly.

Vivienne tilted her head slightly. ”Did something happen?”

Bumble stared at her silently for a few seconds before slowly approaching.

Vivienne.

Her perfect muse.

Beautiful.

Gentle.

Obedient.

Unlike Blanca.

Unlike that irritating little monster who refused to stay under her control.

Bumble suddenly grabbed Vivienne’s wrist tightly and pulled her closer.

Vivienne stumbled slightly but didn’t resist.

”She’s stealing everything from me,” Bumble muttered shakily. ”The students... the attention... even the principal...”

Her grip tightened unconsciously.

”I worked harder than anyone...” she whispered. ”So why does everyone keep looking at her instead?”

Vivienne quietly reached up and gently touched her cheek. ”You’re trying too hard to compete with her,” she continued calmly. ”That’s why you’re losing control.”

Those words should have angered her but instead, she only stared at Vivienne like someone starving.

Vivienne’s scent wrapped around her slowly, soothing the violent hysteria building inside her chest.

Her trembling finally eased.

”You’re the only one who understands me...” she whispered weakly.

Vivienne smiled softly as her gaze slowly drifted toward the destroyed room. ”...Do you really hate Blanca that much?”

At the mention of the name, Bumble’s expression twisted again. ”I hate her,” she whispered.

Silence.

”...But I also want her.”

Vivienne’s eyes twitched slightly.

Bumble slowly buried her face against Vivienne’s shoulder. ”I want to destroy her...” she whispered shakily. ”But every time she creates something...”

Her grip tightened.

”...I can’t stop looking.”

Vivienne remained silent for a moment before gently patting Bumble’s head and guiding her down onto the couch.

”Just rest,” she said softly. ”Don’t stress yourself too much. I’m sure you’ll win the demo class.”

Bumble let out a weak laugh as exhaustion finally overtook her. ”...Thank you, Vivi.”

The moment Bumble’s breathing finally steadied, Vivienne’s expression disappeared completely.

The softness in her eyes vanished like it had never existed in the first place.

She slowly stood up and dusted off her clothes with visible irritation.

”...Pathetic,” she muttered under her breath.

Just because Bumble had failed to claim the one thing that caught her attention and was put under pressure, she was already falling apart mentally.

Vivienne glanced toward the sleeping Bumble with undisguised contempt.

At first, Bumble had been useful.

A talented instructor that was easy to manipulate, desperate for affection and validation.

But now?

She completely looked unstable, obsessed, sloppy, and worst of all easy to break.

’I’ll have to cut her off soon,’ Vivienne thought coldly.

For the record, Bumble never owned her.

It was the opposite.

Vivienne had always been the one controlling Bumble from the very beginning.

A few comforting words.

A few touches.

A little affection.

That was all it took for someone like Bumble to become dependent on her.

And now?

That usefulness had reached its limit.

She was already certain Bumble would eventually be removed from the academy anyway.

She knew what Principal Varek had been hinting at earlier.

Bumble accepted bribes to pass failing students, manipulated grades, constantly neglected her classes, only cared about praise and attention.

And slept with students regardless of gender whenever she grew bored.

Except for Vivienne.

Bumble never touched her because she genuinely viewed her as something untouchable.

A muse.

Something beautiful to admire rather than consume.

’What a lunatic,’ Vivienne thought with disgust.

The academy had simply tolerated her because of her Grand Master title.

Until Blanca appeared.

A naturally gifted monster who unintentionally stole attention without even trying.

Of course Bumble would snap, someone like her could never handle being overshadowed.

Vivienne walked towards the door quietly before her gaze shifted back one last time toward the sleeping woman. There was no pity in her eyes, only annoyance.

”...You should’ve stayed useful a little longer,” she murmured absentmindedly.

Click.

The moment she stepped out into the hallway, the smile she wore outside returned to its usual soft shape, as if nothing had happened at all.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~

”Miss Blanca!”

A student nearly tripped over his own feet trying to wave at me from across the hallway.

I immediately ignored him and smoothly turned around the nearest corner like a criminal avoiding debt collectors.

Unfortunately, the pests had evolved.

”Miss Blanca, classes are already over!” another student called out while trying to block my path with one arm dramatically stretched against the wall.

I silently ducked under it without even slowing down.

”Where are you teaching us today?” another one asked while appearing directly in front of me like an NPC assigned to ruin my day.

I calmly pushed his face aside with one hand and kept walking.

”Miss Blanca! Should we reserve Studio Room 104 again?” someone suddenly popped out from nowhere.

I sidestepped him instinctively.

At this point, I was beginning to suspect they had been training specifically to ambush me between classes.

Another student appeared holding a bouquet of flowers with trembling hands. ”Miss Blanca,” he said nervously, ”you look really pretty today.”

I walked past him but slowly stepped backward.

The student’s face instantly brightened as I shot him a tiny finger heart. ”I don’t like flowers.”

”Aack—!” He clutched his chest dramatically before collapsing onto the floor unconscious.

His friends immediately panicked.

”MEDIC!”

”HE’S DOWN!”

”CATCH HIM!”

”WHY DID HE CONFESS WITHOUT PREPARATION?!”

I continued walking peacefully like nothing happened.

Behind me, Silvano looked one second away from developing a permanent eye twitch while Gawain laughed openly beside him.

”Miss Blanca!”

”Blanca!”

”Teacher!”

”Miss Lunatic!”

I finally stopped walking, slowly turning towards Gawain and Silvano.

”...Do you hear something?” I asked while glancing around suspiciously, completely ignoring the crowd of students staring at me.

Silvano deadpanned immediately. ”Are you deaf—”

”Sshhh!” I cut him off instantly. ”I wasn’t talking to you.”

I looked at Gawain expectantly instead.

Gawain smiled gently like the enabler he was. ”Yes, My Lady?”

”Why,” I asked loudly, ”do I hear mosquitoes buzzing around me?!”

The hallway instantly went silent while several students even took a cautious step backward.

”But... you were supposed to tutor us today,” one student said weakly.

”Did I ever say I’m teaching today?” I replied calmly.

Silence.

The students looked at each other anxiously.

”...No.”

I pointed at them accusingly. ”Stop following me. I need to mentally prepare for tomorrow.”

”What are you preparing for?” someone asked.

I cracked my neck lightly. ”Violence.”

The students froze.

Silvano sighed tiredly. ”She means the demo class.”

”...I said what I said.”

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