I, Who Reincarnated as the Villain in a Romance Game, Somehow Became Doted on by the Heroine. And That Heroine Turned Out to Be a Yandere Stalker - Chapter 4: Disliked by the Protagonist

Episode 4: Disliked by the Protagonist

“So, next is…”

With a creak, the door swings open.
The opening ceremony had ended, and classes were already underway.
Or so it seemed, judging by the fact that they were still deciding on class representatives.

As I returned to the classroom as instructed, Kohzen Rinka was already seated in her chair.
The figure of the main heroine, Hiyono Yuiza, was also present.

“Toudou-kun, late?”

The teacher looked at me with exasperation and sighed.
Kohzen probably received the same treatment.

The teacher’s name was something Rin. I’m sorry, I forgot…
Rin-sensei’s appearance was exactly what you’d expect from a strict teacher, almost like she’s carrying a whip.
The tight skirt added to the atmosphere.
However, she’s a kind teacher. If I apologize sincerely, she’ll forgive me.

“Yes, I’m sorry.”
“…Well, sit down, will you?”

I approached to apologize, but my height inadvertently made me seem intimidating.

All my classmates were familiar faces.
No, they were all people I’ve romanced before.

But I need to brace myself.

I, Toudou Mitsuru, am persecuted by the class due to my villainous deeds.
What awaits afterward is the dissolution of my family.
To avoid that, I have to show everyone that I’m a good kid.

My current impression is probably the worst.
If I don’t recover from this, I won’t have a future.

“Mitsuru-san.”
“Oh, Hiyono-san.”

Surprisingly, Hiyono-san was sitting next to me.
This was supposed to be the protagonist’s seat. Why is this happening?

“What were you doing with Kohzen-san?”

Wait, we parted ways earlier, right? Why is she asking that…? If she saw us, I can’t just lie.

“We were just chatting. About how carps emit negative ions and are like Van Gogh.”
“I see, it is indeed soothing there. And if it’s unfamiliar to you, please refrain from overdoing it.”

Impressive interpretation. I thought I could bluff with minimal words, but she’s not your average heroine.

“Should I ask Mitsuru to do it if no one else is available?”
“Oh my, can I ask Tendou-kun to do it?”
“Sure, I used to do it in middle school, so I kinda get it.”

Despite not showing off, there were whispers among the female students.
The one who raised his hand confidently was the protagonist of this “Yang-Yin Academy” — Tendou Tsukasa.

Blessed with divine looks, a genius intellect that understands everything, and a personality that surpasses even Buddha.
His athletic abilities are already Olympic-level, transcending everything.
He reigns supreme among the top echelons of the positive caste.

In this game, the protagonist’s specs are unusually high.
That’s the selling point. He accomplishes everything I couldn’t possibly do on my own— that’s Tendou Tsukasa.

However, he gradually gains confidence over time.
He’s still just a rookie, and he’ll grow through various encounters.

As an important character, there’s the main heroine.
This event is also a rite of passage for her.

Tendou Tsukasa and Hiyono Yuiza will become the class representatives and deepen their understanding of each other.
That’s why I’m in a tight spot… let’s just watch and see what happens.

“So, who wants to be the female representative?”

At this point, Hiyono-san should raise her hand.

However, I didn’t hear her voice.

When I turned to look, Hiyono-san wasn’t looking ahead.
She was staring at my face the whole time. She even turned her desk toward me.

Can’t she at least face forward!?

“What… what are you doing?”
“It’s easier for me to see your face this way.”
“But you need to look at the board… besides, people are starting to whisper.”
“Is that so?”

Is she really this hard to communicate with…? And those heart-shaped eyes aren’t helping.
Since it’s not good to stand out, I used my strength to turn the desk back.
She looks dissatisfied, but there’s nothing I can do.

At that moment, I heard applause.

“So, Dokubusu-san will be the female representative. Get along well, you two.”
“Nice to meet you, Tsukasa-kun♡”
“…Tch.”

W-wait… Dokubusu-san is the lowest-ranked female character…
I shouldn’t describe her appearance in detail, as it might be problematic compliance-wise, so please understand.

Did Tendou-kun just click his tongue? Is that… even his character?

“Next, who wants to be the beautification representative?”
“Y-Yes! I love flowers, so I’d love to do it.”

Let’s not think about it for now. I stretched out my hand.
Being the beautification representative is perfect for erasing the delinquent image.
Luckily, I was a clean freak in my past life. There’s a saying that admiring flowers can save the world.

The classroom is quite relaxed.

“Toudou-kun, anyone else?”
Looking at me, the others around me started whispering.

“Is he okay? Even if he likes flowers, he won’t be growing illegal ones, right…?”
“Could it be… he’s doing it to hide illegal things? If he’s the beautification rep, he can arrange the classroom however he wants.”
“Well, maybe.”

I’m being talked about as if I can do whatever I want.
I’ll just keep quiet for now. But it’s a bit disheartening.

“Umm, Toudou-san, are you doing it too? Eh, even Yuiza-san?”

When the teacher said that, both of them raised their hands.
When they met each other’s gaze, they furrowed their brows and glared at each other.

“I used to be the beautification representative in middle school. I think I can be of help.”
“Well, my house is not only dust-free but also spotless.”
“If you say that, then my house might as well be your house.”

Seeing the tension between the two, the teacher reluctantly appointed them both.
And so, the three of us became the beautification representatives.

At that

moment, I felt a murderous intent.
I felt a chill down my spine like never before.

“…………”

An eerie gaze, an overwhelming pressure unlike anything in the previous game.
The one directing that hostility toward me was Tendou Tsukasa.

In that moment, memories of my past life came flooding back.

Someone’s words.

The world maintains equilibrium.

For every plus, there’s a minus.

― The opposite is also true.

Something— the world made a cracking sound.