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 18: My Fiancée Is Too Heavy

【Side Fran Chevalier】

Ever since romance was permitted, the atmosphere in the academy changed dramatically.

No—to be precise, only the area around Ol-sama underwent a bizarre transformation.

It was as if a bucket of water had overflowed; the pent-up emotions of our classmates exploded all at once.

It was really overwhelming. The jealousy wouldn’t stop.

To be completely honest, I think it’s only natural that Ol-sama is so popular.

His looks, his elegance, his magical power, his intelligence, his aura.

And above all, the way he lives his life.

He never abandons those who make an effort, and he fairly recognizes those who achieve results.

Even though he already possesses everything, he never slacks off on self-improvement. That ambition.

It would be unnatural not to be drawn to such an attractive man.

So I can accept that people develop feelings for him.

However, that doesn’t mean they can throw all restraint out the window.

I know I’m not really in a position to criticize others, but even so, this is way too much.

To begin with, Ol-sama has me as his fiancée.

We have spent five years together since we were ten.

We swore our futures to each other and even made a promise for three years from now.

In other words, it is a settled fact that I will become his wife. I have always conducted myself in a way that anyone looking from the outside would judge it that way.

And yet, why do the approaches toward Ol-sama never stop?

It’s gone beyond confessions—some are even making dangerous invitations.

Dating him, marrying him, spending the night with him—none of that is allowed under any circumstances.

Even though he has a fiancée, to boldly try to seduce Ol-sama right in front of me is completely out of line.

What on earth are they thinking?

Let me say it plainly: they are homewreckers. They have no sense of decency. They lack manners. There is no way I can forgive them.

That is why I decided.

I would become the breakwater.

No one—no matter who—will get close to Ol-sama.

To show that resolve, the moment I entered the classroom, I declared it to all my classmates.

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

The expressions on everyone’s faces the instant I said that varied widely.

Confusion, hesitation, and hostile glares.

This clearly wasn’t going to be easy.

But I have no intention of losing. I too have worked desperately hard to stand beside Ol-sama.

Not just in intellect, but in combat ability as well—I don’t plan to fall behind anyone.

So come at me.

The stares around me are harsh, but that’s fine.

That’s what being a fiancée means.

Still, I wonder what Ol-sama thinks of this.

Is my behavior a bit too heavy?

Am I being too controlling? Too suffocating? Is my love too intense?

Honestly, I’m aware of it.

There are times when I feel so heavy that I want to throw everything away and just lock the two of us away together.

But being heavy is something I can’t help.

This is who I am.

My possessiveness, my jealousy—everything included, that’s me.

But please rest assured, Ol-sama.

Yes, I may be heavy, but in exchange, I will protect your peace.

So feel free to entrust yourself to me without worry.

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

Ever since Fran made that declaration in front of the whole class, the atmosphere in the classroom changed. If anything, it became even more intense and glaring than before.

To put it bluntly, Fran was strong.

Whether it was magical duels or academic contests, she outclassed everyone in every field.

Over this past week, her record stood at 25 wins and 0 losses.

The challenges came in all forms, but there was no blind spot in front of her.

Thanks to that, the approaches directed at me dropped sharply. Aside from people like Lucina and Alenaria who had already been involved with me before, almost no one came to talk to me anymore.

No—to be accurate, they probably couldn’t bring themselves to talk to me when Fran was around.

Personally, I found it extremely helpful, but at the same time I felt a little worried because the burden on Fran had increased.

After all, the mood in the classroom was intense.

—Everything is for the sake of defeating Fran.

Even from an outsider’s view, the determination and effort of the classmates who had made up their minds were impressive.

They had always taken everything seriously in order to achieve results at this academy, but now their efforts had intensified even further.

Look—even during history class right now, several girls were doing air chair exercises. They were probably training their bodies and studying at the same time.

Are they protagonists from a Jump manga or something?

That’s how heated the atmosphere felt.

As for Fran herself, she looked perfectly fine. If anything, her skin seemed to glow more, and she always had a smile on her face.

Even though her fatigue should have been building up, it was strange.

And one other thing that changed was probably Fran’s nickname.

—The Ice Lady.

That was what people started calling her.

I think she was called that in the original story too, so in that sense it followed the original, but the nuance was probably different.

In the original, she was called that because she distrusted people and was cold toward everyone.

But the current Fran was different.

She earned the name because she wiped out any girl who tried to get close to me—all while wearing a smile.

In other words, her reputation was terrible.