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 30

Chapter 30: The Villain Noble Whose Dignity Gets Destroyed

The first breakfast since the whole confinement thing started happened right on the bed.

“Ol-sama, open your mouth please.”

“I can feed myself, it’s fine.”

“You can’t. Your hands aren’t free.”

Yeah, fair point.

Because both my wrists were connected by metal chains.

I got handcuffed pretty much right after that morning struggle.

She’d hugged me super tight while leaning over me, caught me off guard, and bam—handcuffs snapped on.

No idea where those handcuffs even came from.

One second I blink and suddenly she’s got them, and next thing I know they’re locked around my wrists.

I tried resisting after that, but turns out Fran’s way stronger in physical stuff than I expected. With one hand already messed up, she pinned me down super easily.

So yeah, right now I’m stuck in this critical situation where both my hands are chained together and Fran’s feeding me.

“Here, Ol-sama.”

I reluctantly open my mouth and the spoon comes in.

Today’s breakfast is stew made with sheep’s milk and some bread.

The second it hits my mouth, warmth and this weird awkward feeling attack me at the same time.

It’s made by the marquis house chef so the taste is perfect, no complaints, but I’m just not used to being fed by someone, so I couldn’t eat it smoothly.

And yeah, some of it spills out of my mouth.

The overflowing stew runs down my chin and drips along my neck.

“Ah…”

I instinctively try to wipe it with something, but the handcuffs yank hard and I can’t move at all.

Fran doesn’t let that moment slip though.

“Ol-sama, don’t worry.”

She smiles softly and says that, then the girl who was sitting on the edge of the bed leans in and wipes the stew off my neck.

“…Ngh.”

Wait—no, “wipes” isn’t right.

She straight-up licks it off with her tongue.

“……………………Fran?”

“Don’t move.”

“But that’s—”

“You mustn’t move.”

She keeps licking along my neck like that.

The wet feeling hits me, my neck gets this slight tickle. It’s kinda itchy but also feels good at the same time.

Her body warmth transfers over and it shakes my heart in a way I can’t even deal with.

Then it slowly moves up to my jaw, to my cheek.

“…Nnh.”

I can literally hear my dignity cracking apart.

All the dignity I built up since my previous life is crumbling away without a trace. My head’s got nothing in it now except her.

—Fran Chevalier.

Her breathing, the feeling of her tongue, her warmth, her scent—everything wraps around me and ravages me in an instant.

When she finally reaches my lips, she just lightly touches them, then pulls back like she’s satisfied, and

“I overwrote you.”

She says it with this blissful look on her face. The way she slowly licks her own lips is super seductive and beautiful at the same time.

Seeing her like that up close makes me feel like something fatal got sucked right out of me—

“……”

I realize my dignity is gone.

“……………………”

I don’t really remember much of the rest of the meal.

I just desperately tried not to spill anything else and before I knew it, I was done eating.

“Thanks for the meal.”

She says it looking totally satisfied.

She didn’t even eat anything, but somehow she looked like she enjoyed the meal way more than I did.

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Time passed and it became lunchtime.

School start time was long over. So we basically skipped the academy.

It’s a credit system so a little absence is fine, but if anyone asks why we skipped, I’m gonna be in huge trouble.

“Got locked up by my fiancée” is not a reason the marquis house would ever accept. It’s way too pathetic.

But Fran didn’t seem to care at all. If anything, she looked like she was fully enjoying our alone time,

“Ol-sama… Ol-sama…”

Fran climbs onto the bed and immediately starts rubbing her cheek against my chest without saying anything else.

She keeps rubbing it over and over, really persistently. It’s almost like she’s marking her territory.

She’s carving her existence into me. That seems to be the real core of her “overwriting.”

“…………”

After having my dignity wrecked earlier, I honestly didn’t have any energy left to resist.

Probably doesn’t matter how much I struggle anyway. I’m never gonna be able to go against her for the rest of my life. That fact’s been burned into my heart now.

“Fran?”

After sticking to me perfectly for over an hour, Fran suddenly lifts her face.

She looks up at me with slightly wet eyes and says,

“I’ve never been loved by my family.”

It came out of nowhere.

“That’s why Ol-sama is my only family.”

She hugs me tight.

Really hard, really desperately. Like a baby clinging to its mother, she squeezes me close.

“……………………”

It felt way more emotional than usual, and I instinctively wanted to pat her head.

But the handcuffs stop me. No matter how much I try, I can’t reach her head.

After that it was just one-sided time. She hugs me, rubs her cheek on me, breathes in my scent, pours all her affection onto me nonstop.

It’s like everything she’d been holding back exploded all at once.

Even so, I keep trying to pat her head,

“Fran.”

“Ol-sama… Ol-sama.”

The only sound in the room is the jingle of the handcuffs.

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The sun sets and it becomes night.

We spent the whole time together on the same bed.

Honestly, when she first locked me up I thought way more intense stuff was gonna happen, but it was surprisingly normal.

Well… licking up the spilled stew already makes it not normal, but compared to how extreme Fran can get, this is pretty tame.

—Is it really?

Whether that’s actually true or not, my one day of being confined by my fiancée is almost over.

Meaning I literally spent the whole day lying in bed. Peak lazy lifestyle.

Back in my previous life during black-company days, my days off were always like this, but since coming to this world it’s the first time. First time slacking off this hard.

I mean, as a villain noble I’ve been putting in effort every day, y’know?

Morning training and all, plus dealing with everyone staring at me isn’t exactly easy.

In that sense, maybe this was actually a good refresh.

No one watching, no one to mind, just spending time alone with my fiancée.

That’s not so bad, I thought.

While I’m thinking that,

“I was thinking,” Fran suddenly mutters while staring at the ceiling.

“About what?”

“Three years from now the witch is gonna revive. Most people don’t really believe it, but I’m absolutely certain it’s gonna happen.”

“Why?”

“Because Ol-sama is certain.”

“…Yeah.”

“So sometimes I think…”

Fran turns sideways and looks at me while she speaks.

“If tomorrow the world was gonna end—”

“I’d want to stay like this with Ol-sama, just the two of us, with no one interrupting.”

“That’s what I think.”

She says it while taking my hand. She laces our fingers together in a lover’s grip and smiles happily.

“You want that?”

“I want that.”

It’s hard to tell if she’s joking or serious.

But she’s definitely locking eyes with me.

“……………………”

If the world was gonna end, huh.

It’s one of those topics people always debate.

But what do I actually think about it?

In my previous life I couldn’t handle the black company anymore, took leave, and was basically hopeless about life. I was always complaining I couldn’t do the things I wanted.

I might’ve even thought “just let the world end already.” Because there was no future for me.

My life was already game over back then.

But now it’s different.

Now I’ve got a future. I can do whatever I want.

—So then what do I actually want?

—After I avoid all the doom flags, what is it I really want?

—What’s the purpose of my life?

I couldn’t figure it out.

I’ve been so busy dealing with what’s right in front of me that I never had time to think about the future. I don’t even know what comes after.

But still, I’m pretty sure Fran’s gonna be right there beside me.

I just kinda feel certain about that.

I mean, she’s literally got me locked up. Even if I tried to leave, she’d never let me go.

So yeah, I’m walking forward together with her.

“The world ending… huh.”

“Ol-sama?”

“Don’t worry. The world isn’t gonna end. If someone tries to destroy it, there’ll always be someone who tries to save it. People like that are the ones who open up the future.”

Like the protagonist of the original story, for example.

And I’m planning to support them with everything I’ve got too.

Because if the world ends, I won’t be able to walk together with Fran anymore. That’d be a problem for me too.

“So don’t worry, just follow me.”

At the very least, I’m not gonna let her have any regrets.

That’s my resolve.