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 35: Fiancée

Going against the crown prince to take the duke’s daughter Marilyn Lily Crystal as my wife.

The single most important thing to pull off an action that could easily be seen as rebellion was the existence of my fiancée.

Yeah, I’ve got Fran—my beloved fiancée.

There’s no way anyone would ever forgive me for marrying someone else while pushing her aside. Not in the eyes of the world, and definitely not in her own heart.

“Ol-sama, why are you doing a full dogeza on the floor?”

“To show you how serious I am.”

So that night I—

I was flat-out doing the deepest dogeza possible right in front of Fran while she sat on the edge of the bed. Even when she told me to lift my face, I absolutely refused.

I wasn’t planning to stop even if morning came and the sun rose.

Because even though it was to save Marilyn, I’d gone and openly declared I was gonna cheat.

I couldn’t complain if she condemned me. This wasn’t something that could be fixed with excuses or locking me up.

“I’m really, really sorry.”

“Ol-sama, just… please lift your face for now.”

Looking back, that whole thing earlier was pure momentum.

But if I thought about it calmly, the right thing to do was talk to Fran first.

If I’d discussed it with her and we’d worked together, this mess probably never would’ve happened. No excuse in the world can change the fact that I screwed up the order of things.

“…Ol-sama. Please look up.”

“I’ll explain everything. But I’m too ashamed to raise my head.”

And then I started talking.

How the crown prince’s fiancée was about to kill herself. How I stopped her. How I decided to help her.

And how I publicly declared that I welcomed her as my wife.

After I finished explaining it all, Fran stayed quiet—like completely still water.

She never got mad while listening, and she stayed super calm even after I finished.

“Please look up.”

Her voice was so gentle it actually made me nervous, but I slowly raised my face.

—She’s close.

Right in front of me was Fran’s face.

No, “close” doesn’t even cover it. Zero distance.

So close I could almost swear our lips were already brushing.

“They say heroes are fond of romance.”

“…Huh?”

“The way you try to save someone, Ol-sama… that way of living, that way of being—it’s really precious.”

Her gaze was straight and honest. Just pure, serious eyes locked on mine.

“That’s exactly why I decided to give you everything I have.”

“…………”

“And the fact that you’re explaining all this to me with real sincerity… it makes me happy. It lets me feel that you actually trust me.”

She gave a tiny smile and gently placed her right hand on my cheek.

“If you’d gone ahead and done everything without telling me… well, I don’t know what would’ve happened after that.”

For just a second a sharp aura spiked from her, but compared to usual it was actually pretty mild. Honestly, she seemed way too calm.

—Wait… am I… getting forgiven?

That faint hope flickered through my mind right then.

“But…………”

Fran blinked slowly—really big.

“This isn’t a matter of logic.”

The next instant my vision flipped.

“—!”

And when I realized what was happening, I was already pinned down on the bed.

Fran had grabbed both my wrists and was holding me so I couldn’t move at all. Her lips were so close they could touch mine any second as she whispered,

“I’m anxious.”

Her eyes—glistening and wet—wouldn’t let me look away.

“I’m so anxious… so anxious… I can’t stand it.”

That was the real cry from her heart.

My careless actions must have hurt her badly.

The warmth of her hands, her shaky breaths, the loud thumping of her heart—everything came pouring into me until my chest felt painfully tight.

So I wrapped my arms around her head and pulled her close. She hugged me back just as hard.

“………………………”

We stayed pressed together like that for a while.

No words. No moving. Just feeling each other’s warmth while time stretched out like it could go on forever.

“Ol-sama… can I ask you for just one thing?”

After a bit, Fran lifted her face.

“If you’ll listen to this one request, then I’ll let this whole thing slide. I won’t forgive it… but I’ll forgive you.”

“Okay. I’ll do whatever you say.”

I answered right away.

No matter what she asked, I was ready to give it everything I had.

“This is a promise… no, this is an oath.”

“…Yeah.”

She took a deep breath, looked at me with those still-wet eyes, and spoke like she’d made up her mind.

“Make me—a woman.”

While she said it, she started slipping off her pajamas, then her underwear. Pure white skin lit up the room, and her soft yet perfectly curved body completely stole my reason.

“……!!”

My whole body heated up in an instant. My thoughts spun like crazy; my head felt like it was gonna boil over.

Right now, standing in front of me was my fiancée wearing absolutely nothing.

Her breasts full and ripe, silver hair flowing down, cheeks flushed bright red—there was Fran.

—Make me a woman.

There was only one meaning behind those words. Exactly what it sounded like. I was about to spend the night with her.

“———!!”

Normally I would’ve made a million excuses and bolted from the room.

We’re not officially married yet, it’s too soon, let’s wait till we graduate from the academy—I would’ve thrown out every excuse in the book.

But running away here, looking away from this— that’s not what a man does.

Taking responsibility and answering her feelings with everything I’ve got—that’s what being a man means.

So I swallowed hard,