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 17

Chapter 17: Romance Got Allowed and Chastity Concepts Glitched Out

—The no-romance school rule has been abolished.

The notice posted at the academy entrance shocked the students.

At first everyone was half in doubt, but the moment they saw the academy principal’s official signature, the buzz spread like wildfire, and now the whole academy was in an uproar.

It felt almost like a festival was going on.

“This has turned into quite a mess, hasn’t it.”

“…Yeah.”

Right after arriving at school, we were already stunned by the changes inside the academy.

But the thing that surprised us the most, naturally, was the hand-holding.

Now that romance was allowed, Fran no longer cared who was watching and started her skinship without hesitation.

She laced her fingers through mine and gripped them tightly as if she never intended to let go.

If it had stopped there, it would have been pretty much the same as before, but sometimes she clung to my arm or tried to hug me from the front.

I managed to dodge the hugs, but even with romance permitted, this was going way too far.

The school rule might allow it, but going against normal public decency was still no good.

“There are already a few couples around, aren’t there.”

“Yeah.”

“Hehe, should we imitate them?”

“Please spare me.”

I said that, but in reality there were plenty of boys and girls who looked close and affectionate. Most were upper-year students, so maybe they had already been almost like couples before.

—I really feel sorry for what I did to the upperclassmen.

I had completely dragged them around, so I felt genuinely bad.

And so the academy had changed.

At this rate, couples would keep being born inside the academy. Whether that was good or bad, no one could say.

※

The atmosphere in the academy had changed, but the mood inside the classroom had shifted in a completely different sense.

“Ol-sama, would you like to have tea with me after this?”

It was during the morning break.

The moment I stood up from my seat to take care of something, a voice called out from behind.

“Orufusen-sama, I like you.”

Before I could turn around, another voice overlapped it.

“Orufusen-sama. Please bestow your seed upon us believers.”

And then a voice came from the opposite side.

—Is this a dream?

The situation was so overwhelming that I lost my words for a moment, and meanwhile more figures kept appearing from both sides.

“You know the no-romance rule has been abolished, right?”

“If you wouldn’t mind, would you go out with me?”

“Could you spare me just a little of your time?”

“I made a sacred object, so would you please take a look at it once?”

My classmates’ approaches kept piling on.

Was romance being allowed really supposed to lead to something this blatant?

No, definitely not. The problem wasn’t the lifting of the romance ban itself.

Of course the fact that they weren’t holding back even in the classroom was an issue, but the bigger problem was that all their romantic arrows were pointed straight at me.

“Calm down. I have a fiancée.”

I took one step back and said it loud enough for the whole classroom to hear.

“I’m sorry, but I have no intention of getting close with anyone other than my fiancée. Sorry, but please look somewhere else.”

I had no plans to build a harem, and I had no intention of stepping on doom flags either.

That was why I deliberately pushed them away.

And yet.

“We only have Orufusen-sama!”

One of my classmates said it.

She was a girl with faintly religious-looking pink hair.

I was starting to worry whether she had founded some mysterious cult with me as its leader, but her words became the trigger, and the air in the classroom changed.

“That’s right. I’m only here because Orufusen-sama saved me.”

“Exactly. I want to spend my future with Orufusen-sama.”

“That’s right.”

“Me too.”

“Me too.”

One after another, the girls’ voices rose. Before long they turned into a huge swirling wave that came crashing down on me.

—The stares hurt.

Expectations, affection, obsession, and something like worship mixed together stabbed at me from every direction.

The sheer intensity left me speechless.

“………………”

But that wasn’t all. At the back of the classroom, Fran was silently staring at me.

Her aura, thick with resentment, pierced me like thorns.

—This is definitely going to get overwritten.

In other words, the situation had turned into a complete bloodbath.

“Orufusen-sama.”

“Please, Orufusen-sama.”

“…………………………Ol-sama.”

Surrounded by my classmates, exposed to fierce stares, demanded from every side.

There was no way I could endure a situation like that…

“Sorry. My stomach hurts really bad, so I’m going to the infirmary.”

I said only that and half-ran out of there as if escaping.

—Romance allowed.

I never imagined the effects would reach this far.

While regretting it deeply, I headed straight for the infirmary.

※

That night.

I had gotten into bed, pulled the covers over my head, and was trembling while trying to sleep. No—I couldn’t sleep because of fear.

“Ol-sama.”

At that moment, Fran entered the room in her pajamas.

“Good work today.”

She sat on my bed as if it were the most natural thing in the world, brushed back the hair that had fallen over her ear, and peered at my face.

“What do you want?”

When I asked, she brought her face closer with a delighted look.

“Starting today, romance is allowed.”

“…Yeah.”

“So spending the night together isn’t a problem anymore, right?”

“It is.”

I answered instantly. But her eyes were ferocious. Like a wolf about to devour its prey.

“It’s not a problem, right?”

“It is!”

But she didn’t stop.

She pressed down on the blanket, forcibly blocking my escape.

Then she brought her lips closer. Our breaths brushed each other’s cheeks, and the tips of our noses touched lightly.

“—!”

My head felt like it was about to boil over, but at the last second I turned my face away.

Fran pouted her lips in clear dissatisfaction.

“Ol-sama has too much self-control.”

“Are you complimenting me?”

“No. I’m insulting you. Ol-sama, you big idiot.”

Fran shook her head and, unusually, spoke with a sharp edge.

“Ol-sama has no idea at all how anxious I am.”

Even though she was angry, her voice trembled slightly.

“With so many women surrounding you at the academy, I get scared that you might throw me away.”

As she said that, Fran’s eyes grew moist.

“I’m your fiancée. I’m not your wife yet. I don’t feel like I can wait three whole years.”

Those words struck my heart hard.

My head felt like it was boiling, and my reason seemed ready to warp.

Even so, I couldn’t give in to instinct here. It was still too soon for me to grasp happiness.

So with a wrenching pain in my chest, I said,

“The promise still stands.”

※

And then the next day arrived.

That day, Fran was acting strange.

Even on the way to school she seemed completely out of it, barely responding when I talked to her.

When we entered the classroom in that state,

“Fran?”

She stood at the teacher’s podium with eyes that looked like she had made up her mind.

She slowly scanned all her classmates, then declared in a powerful voice.

“If you want to talk to Ol-sama, you have to defeat me first.”