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 28: My Fiancée Is Acting Weird

That day, Fran’s vibe was clearly off.

Even on the carriage ride to the academy, while walking down the hallways, and after we got into the classroom—she just seemed totally out of it the whole time.

Our eyes would meet, but it felt like she was staring somewhere far away.

When I talked to her, she’d answer, but like… her mind was somewhere else.

“Fran, are you feeling sick or something?”

I asked her that, and she only flicked her eyes toward me for a second before looking away again and shaking her head.

“No. I’m perfectly healthy.”

But that wasn’t the reaction of a healthy person at all. There was this weird, hard-to-describe feeling about it.

Come to think of it, lately I’d been dumping almost all the groundwork and coordination stuff on her. Not just the Orc King thing—adventurer support matters and the academy reforms too, I’d basically left everything to Fran.

Maybe all that work piling up had worn her out.

Maybe she was so overworked she didn’t even have the energy to do anything anymore.

“Fran, if you’re that busy, I can help out too, y’know.”

“Ol-sama, it’s enough if you simply stay right there.”

But she shot down my offer right away.

So… it wasn’t overwork after all?

Still, no matter how you looked at it, Fran was acting strange.

That said, this academy already had plenty of people who were weird from the start.

Like that crazy group that worshipped me like a god, but there were also others who were off the rails in a completely different way.

“Ol-san! Ol-san! Wanna play musical chairs with rusks?”

“Yeah, I’m gonna head out.”

While I was walking down the hallway, Alenaria suddenly popped up right in front of me. The famous Saintess with the questionable headspace.

Lately people were whispering that she must be struggling financially because she kept eating bread crusts all the time.

The not-normal kind of Saintess.

“Wait! Let’s play musical chairs with rusks!”

See? Weird, right?

Fran acting off was worrying precisely because she was usually so normal.

But with Alenaria, this was just her default setting.

“First of all, what even is musical chairs with rusks?!”

“You pretend the rusk is a chair and then chomp chomp eat it. It’s yummy, y’know?”

“Yeah, I’m gonna head out.”

Nope. This conversation was going nowhere.

I tried to walk away, but she cut in front of me again and started clinging.

“Wait! Come on, just a little! Nobody will play with me and I’m lonely!”

“You’re a Saintess and you don’t have any friends?”

“I did.”

“Past tense, huh.”

“The more people get to know my personality, the more they keep their distance.”

“…Yeah, I get it.”

Yeah, if someone asked you to play musical chairs with rusks, any sane person would back off.

It makes zero sense and it’s honestly kinda scary.

And so she ended up alone. And loneliness tends to drive people a little crazy.

That was probably what happened to her. Just thinking about it made me feel kinda empty.

“…Do your best.”

“I don’t need to do my best, just give me a rusk! Bread crusts are fine too?”

“Yeah, I’m out.”

“Ah, wait!”

“If you want someone to talk to, go ask Lucina or something.”

I threw that out and immediately left the scene.

“Phew…”

Managed to escape somehow.

Alenaria was the type where once you ran into her once, you’d probably run into her again right after—she was that annoying. Getting away quick was honestly a blessing.

But one thing still bugged me.

Fran had been standing right next to me the whole time we were talking… and she didn’t say a single word. She just kept her head down in silence.

Normally she would’ve jumped in for sure.

—Yeah, something’s definitely wrong.

What the heck was going on with her? I really had no idea.

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【Side: Fran Chevalier】

I’m so horny.

I wanna monopolize Ol-sama so bad it’s driving me crazy.

I’m so insanely horny I feel like I’m gonna explode, so I’ve been desperately trying to escape reality by thinking really hard about the future of adventurers in my head.

I’ve settled on a few plans already, but this horniness isn’t going away at all.

No matter how much I try to hold it back, my blood keeps racing. I can feel this power welling up from deep inside my body.

It just keeps bubbling up. The more I think about Ol-sama, the more it bubbles and bubbles.

So I’m pretty sure it won’t be long before I finally explode.
—I’m sorry, Ol-sama.

I’m probably going to… Ol-sama… I’m going to…

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Chapter 29: Locked Up by My Fiancée

“…Huh?”

The second I woke up, something felt off.

It was heavy. Or more like… I couldn’t move at all.

“…”

I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them.

And there she was—my fiancée.

Fran was straddling me right on top of my blanket.

“Fran?”

“Good morning, Ol-sama.”

She was smiling.

A really elegant, gentle, totally normal full-faced smile. The kind of smile she puts on when her emotions are actually exploding and it gets kinda scary.

With that exact smile, she said,

“I can’t hold back anymore.”

“What’re you talking about?”

“It’s your fault, Ol-sama.”

My… fault?

“It’s your fault, Ol-sama.”

“Well yeah, I’m the villain noble, but—”

Pretty sure that’s not what she means.

Because the highlights were completely gone from Fran’s eyes.

She locked onto me with eyes like she was staring straight into the abyss, then let all her frustration burst out.

“Ol-sama, you’re way too popular with girls. Don’t you think you could show just a little more restraint?”

“But this academy’s practically all girls?”

“I know that. But lately the classroom’s been insane. Most of our classmates are gunning for you. There’s no safe moment, no opening at all.”

“Isn’t it kinda unfair to blame me for getting targeted?”

“You’re just too attractive, that’s the problem. Please make at least some effort to be disliked by people around you.”

“That’s impossible.”

I’m already giving off a plenty unapproachable villain noble aura, y’know?

Asking me to crank the villain vibes even higher is just cruel. At least for me—a former corporate slave in my past life—it’s straight-up impossible.

“It’s not just classmates. You need to do something about the followers too. I get that they worship you, but having them hovering right in front of me is really annoying.”

“I actually wanna do something about that too.”

If I could, I’d crush that cult right now. Problem is they don’t even have a normal conversation with me.

There’s nothing I can do with my own power.

If anything, it’d be better to have Alenaria wipe them out. Might turn into a religious war though.

“Anyway, Ol-sama, you’re just too popular. As your fiancée, there’s no way I can keep putting up with this. My blood’s literally boiling.”

Fran said that and planted both hands on the bed, blocking any escape route.

Now she was leaning over me, which obviously forced us into super close eye contact. Her sweet scent tickled my nose and I could feel her body heat.

“So I’ve decided.”

Fran gave a bright smile and declared,

“I’m gonna overwrite you completely.”

“Overwrite…?”

“Yes. I’m overwriting you with myself, Ol-sama.”

This was really bad. She felt way more jealousy-stacked than usual and every inch of my body was screaming alarm bells.

“Okay but… what exactly do you mean by overwrite?”

So I desperately tried to get specifics.

And the answer that came back was completely unexpected.

“I’m locking you in this room.”

“Isn’t that just straight-up confinement?”

“Yes. Because I’m your fiancée.”

“Being fiancée doesn’t give you the right to lock someone up.”

Totally reasonable point. Probably a hundred out of a hundred people would agree.

But this wasn’t about logic.

Logical arguments had zero effect on her when she was in full overwrite mode.

“Don’t worry. I’ve already set up the whole board.”

“…The board?”

Bad feeling. Whenever she says something like that, it means she’s prepared everything down to the tiniest detail.

So this was a premeditated crime.

“It’s useless even if you try to run. No one’s coming even if you call for help. I already told every single servant in the mansion—including Rose. I said no matter what kind of noises they hear today, ignore them.”

“What?!”

The marquis house servants were already kinda moving under Fran’s command more than mine anyway. But I didn’t think it went this far.

The outer moat was completely filled in. She had total control.

Meaning there really was no escape.

“Ol-sama.”

Still looking down at me, Fran didn’t let go of my shoulders.

Completely restrained, she whispered sweetly,

“I’m going to enjoy you thoroughly until I’m fully satisfied, okay?”

There wasn’t even a hint of joking in those words.

No escape. No help from outside.

In this absolutely hopeless situation, the thing I was most scared of was how long this was gonna last.

“Can I ask something?”