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 27

Chapter 27: Getting Dangerous Looks from the Girls

I’d always gotten stares around the academy, but ever since that Orc King thing the other day, they’d gotten way more intense.

Like, the vibe was totally different now.

Before, it felt like they were eyeing me like I was prey or something, but lately? Nah, not even close.

“Aaaah, Lord Orufusen-saaamaaa!”

“…May God bless you.”

“To take down an Orc King all by yourself… As expected of our god.”

Y’know, it was straight-up dangerous. Mostly in that cult religion kinda way.

Like, I’d just be walking down the hall and girls would clasp their hands together and start praying to me. That’s how bad it was.

Hell, some were even dropping to their knees.

“Aaaaaaaaahhh, my Goooood!”

And that pink-haired classmate of mine staring right at me with this totally blissed-out look on her face? That was straight-up banned-from-TV levels of dangerous.

Her eyes were the kind no girl should ever make—like she’d already ascended to another dimension.

Is she on drugs or what?

Nah, but the idea that she’s doing this stone-cold sober is way scarier. Like, a million times scarier.

There’s nothing creepier than someone totally sane who’s completely insane, y’know?

“Hey, can I ask you something real quick?”

“Yes! Anything you desire, my lord!”

I turned to the pink-haired girl and finally asked about something that’d been bugging me—those creepy dolls that looked exactly like me that I’d seen when I went out with Lucina the other day.

“You guys know anything about those dolls that look just like me?”

Yup, talking about the infamous Orufusen dolls.

Ever since I saw them, they’d low-key traumatized me. They’d even started showing up in my nightmares.

I was pretty much 99% sure she knew about them, so I asked with total confidence, but…

“I’m truly sorry.”

She bowed super deep.

“Some of the followers got carried away. We should have shown them to you first, Lord Orufusen.”

“That’s… not the problem here.”

She’s apologizing for the wrong thing completely. It’s not about showing me or not—it’s that they made them without my permission in the first place.

That’s gotta be a human rights violation at minimum.

Also, hello? I’m the eldest son of a marquess house? The villainous noble kind of marquess house? The kind that can totally punish commoners if I want to?

Not that I would. That’s scary as hell, and I couldn’t do something like that without Fran’s okay anyway. I don’t have the guts for that.

“…Just don’t ever do anything without Fran’s permission again.”

“Understood. Next time we’ll make them with even higher accuracy.”

She apologized all fancy-like, but there wasn’t even a hint of remorse in her voice.

Pretty sure we’re not even having the same conversation here.

“Well, I’m gonna head out now.”

“Yes, my lord!”

“…Keep up the good work.”

I didn’t wanna stick around and get swarmed, so I threw out some random line and booked it outta there.

“Oh Goood, my Gooooood!”

“Those words… I’ll carve them into my heart!”

“No, I’ll carve them into my body!”

I could hear what sounded like screaming behind me, but I desperately pretended I didn’t hear a thing.

Man, how the hell did this academy end up full of nothing but zealots? It made me legit sad.

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【Side: Vista】

I took down a wyvern.

But it still ain’t enough. I can get way stronger than this. This ain’t even close to my limit. Fighting that wyvern showed me that.

In other words, I learned new stuff by fighting a tough bastard.

So that means if I keep fighting tough bastards, I’ll learn even more, right? I’ll figure out all kinds of shit I don’t know yet.

Damn, I just had a genius realization.

If I wanna gain more knowledge, I gotta fight strong enemies. That’s the best way.

Fighting strong enemies makes me smarter. Yeah, that’s exactly it.

“I feel like I just got way wiser!”

And it’s all thanks to that wyvern—no, really it’s all thanks to Orufusen.

As long as that guy’s my goal, I can keep growing like crazy.

“Hell yeah!”

“Yo, what’s got you all fired up all of a sudden?”

“It’s the usual with him.”

“Vista-san talks to himself a loooot~”

“You guys got way too bad an impression of me!”

I was roasting my party members around the campfire that night.

—Orufu Rangers.

That’s our party name.

After leaving the old guys’ Gray Fangs, this is the party I started.

Named it after the dude who’s my ultimate goal.

All the members are around my age, a bit quirky, but every one of ’em is the real deal.

“Ahh, it’s so hooot~”

Sitting right across from me chowing down on meat was Tore, the girl with cream-colored hair. She’s a commoner like me, and a super rare healer in this country.

Her healing magic is insane, but she’s a total klutz. Right now she’s tearing up ’cause she burned her tongue again. Kinda tragically adorable, y’know?

But honestly, she’s the reason this party stays so upbeat. Total mood maker.

“Oh my, that’s what happens when you don’t blow on it to cool it down first, you know?”

Looking all worried at Tore was Kanaria.

Her golden curls were so shiny you could tell she took stupid good care of them. She’s our tank.

Even though she’s a noble lady, she’s the biggest mother hen ever. When she found out I hadn’t showered in two days, she literally tried to drag me to the bath and scrub my back herself.

Sometimes it’s kinda terrifying, but she’s seriously one of the nicest people ever.

“Yo, the inside’s still burnin’ hot—even if ya cool the outside, it ain’t gonna do much, ya know?”

Grinning as he watched the two of them was Orion, the guy with sharp eyes and a super thick accent.

He’s a noble too, sixth son of a baron’s house, but apparently grew up pretty much like a commoner.

His role is mainly scouting—he’s got crazy good eyes and can size up enemies in a second.

His accent is so strong sometimes I can’t understand a damn word he says, but talking to him is always fun. He’s the one I trust the most.

Lately we’ve been adventuring as this group of four.

The old party was fun too, but these guys are way more active, and we’re the same age so we just click better. Every day’s been awesome.

If I had to nitpick, we’re kinda lacking in wide-area firepower, but whatever—as long as I just slash everything to bits, we’re good. Slash, slash, slash—keep slashing till there’s nothing left.

See? Simple.

“Alright, tomorrow we’re taking down that ogre pack! Let’s rest up while we can!”

“Damn, you’re hyped.”

“If it’s for you, Vista-san, I could crush ogres in one hit~”

“I’ll do my best to keep Vista-san from dying~”

With these four, it feels like we can do anything!