I Got Reincarnated as a Villainous Noble, and When I Tried to Create an All-Male Academy to Avoid a Bad Ending, for Some Reason the Gender Ratio Reversed? - Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Overwritten by the Fiancée

After the little incident with the saintess, I returned home to find Fran smiling at me right at the entrance.

So far, so good. The problem came with what she said next.

“This calls for an overwrite, doesn’t it?”

The moment those words left her mouth, a chill ran down my spine.

Because “overwrite” is the term for what happens when Fran reaches her limit.

“N-no, anything but that…”

“Who was it today?”

“That’s not it. I was only trying to protect the order of the academy—”

“—Who was it?”

“…The saintess.”

I gave in to the pressure in Fran’s eyes and answered reluctantly.

For a split second her face went completely blank, then the smile quickly returned.

“…The saintess, is it?”

She murmured the words with a meaningful undertone.

“What did she want with you?”

“…Something about saving the world.”

“My goodness.”

She took one step closer and stared straight at me from point-blank range.

“As expected of Ol-sama. Still as noble as ever.”

“…Of course.”

“But the story sounds a little too grand. And you’re sweating quite a lot. That’s not natural. What exactly did she want?”

Fran moved even closer, until the tips of our noses were almost touching. Her breath brushed against my cheek, and the fear nearly overwhelmed me.

“I-it’s a misunderstanding, really…”

“A misunderstanding?”

Right when the terror almost made me pass out, she suddenly wrapped her arms tightly around me.

It felt less like a hug and more like being restrained.

“Tell me everything that happened.”

“…Alright.”

After that, it didn’t take me long to confess everything.

How I saved her when she was being hit on. How she asked me to make a child with her. How I explained that I already have a fiancée and refused. How she kept pushing anyway, so I ran away.

Once I finished telling her every detail, Fran hugged me even harder.

“Fran?”

“This requires an overwrite. If I don’t overwrite it, my pride will be hurt.”

“But hugging like this breaks school rules, doesn’t it?”

“No. In some other countries, people hug as an extended form of greeting. So this is both an overwrite and a greeting.”

Did she really think that kind of logic would hold up?

But even if I pointed that out, it wouldn’t get through to her.

Once she enters overwrite mode, she won’t let go of me until she’s satisfied.

“Ol-sama belongs to me.”

She whispered it over and over right next to my ear.

Every time she did, my ears tingled so much I could hardly stand it.

Her body heat, the beat of her heart, her sweet scent, the soft sensation—everything wrapped around me until it felt like we were melting into one.

“Ol-sama belongs to me. Ol-sama is…”

She hugged me again and again, marking me like a wild animal. She squeezed so hard I thought her nails might leave marks.

But even that was probably part of her plan. To thoroughly carve her presence into me.

Not just on my body—into my very soul.

“Mmm… Ol-sama.”

It was an intensely thorough overwrite.

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Unfortunately, no matter how much you overwrite something, there are things in this world you simply can’t do anything about.

That became clear the very next day.

“Orufusen-san! Good morning!”

The saintess’s relentless assault showed no sign of stopping.

For example, in the hallway.

“Orufusen-san, about my daughter—”

“Rejected.”

“I haven’t even said anything yet~”

“Don’t just decide to have my daughter on your own!”

In the cafeteria too.

“Ol-san, Ol-san, how’s your mana condition today?”

“None of the saintess’s business.”

“Please call me Alenaria, not ‘saintess.’”

“That has nothing to do with you.”

“Please call me by my name!”

Even when I went to the library.

“Whether or not you believe in bloodlines is up to you.”

“Don’t phrase it in such a shady way.”

“Shady? I am the genuine article, the real saintess. I am the one chosen by God. And Ol-san, you have also been chosen by God.”

“See? That sounds incredibly shady.”

“Why?! I’m being serious!”

She came at me without any regard for the time or place.

Even when I was together with Fran, she didn’t hesitate for a second.

The problem with all this was that every time Alenaria attacked, I got overwritten by Fran again.

But romance is forbidden inside the academy grounds. I couldn’t let her cling to me where people could see, so everything happened after I got home—and it was absolute chaos.

“Ol-sama, Ol-sama!”

She would throw herself at me like she’d lost all reason, bury her face in my chest, and eventually even sneak into my bed in the middle of the night.

She looked like a beast. A ferocious wolf devouring me, the helpless herbivore.

That was the only way to describe the situation.

So lately I’ve definitely been suffering the consequences of the gender-reversed academy. If this were a school full of guys like in those classic sports manga, none of this would be happening.

It should have been a straightforward, heroic academy story.

“Ol-sama. Tonight, you will spend the entire night reaffirming my existence.”

At the very least, I never should have ended up in something that felt practically like imprisonment.

But by now, it was far too late for anything.

“Don’t be scared. This is just an overwrite.”

She gave a faint smile and whispered those words right against my ear.