I was Reincarnated as the Villainess's Older Brother, but it seems My Sister is Obsessed With Me. And for Some Reason, the Male Love Interests are also Doting On Me.(BL) - Chapter 21

Right before me stood Alice, the heroine of this world.

“This is quite a surprise. Her pink eyes are mesmerizing, and her soft, cherry-blossom-colored hair is delicate and beautiful—like a fairy of spring itself.”

Stefan Raveles effortlessly poured out his usual poetic flattery.

But really—she was stunning. As expected of a heroine. It was easy to see how anyone could fall for her.

“A-ah, thank you very much!”

Alice blushed, bowed quickly, and ran away.

…Wait.

That’s it?

I thought there would be more to it—perhaps an intense moment of eye contact, flushed cheeks, or at least a brief exchange of words.

They didn’t even introduce themselves to each other!

Stefan’s first encounter with the heroine was over in the blink of an eye. But maybe… this is just how things work in real life?

“Stefan, what did you think of that girl?”

“Her pink hair was quite unusual. I’ve never seen a shade like that before, so she must be a new first-year student.”

“…That’s all?”

“What do you mean?”

“You know, something like, ‘She’s cute’ or ‘She caught my eye’—anything like that?”

Stefan pondered for a moment before responding.

“She has a well-proportioned face, but I’d say Sphere and Fiona are cuter. Hair color is just a matter of individuality, after all.”

“O-oh, I see.”

I carefully studied his expression, looking for any signs of nervousness or a hidden interest—but… nothing.

He genuinely didn’t seem interested. Was it because his affection level was still too low?

Would things change in the future events?

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“…I wonder if Fiona is doing alright.”

Sitting at my desk in the classroom, I let out a sigh.

First-year students were currently having their entrance ceremony in the auditorium, followed by a school tour. Meanwhile, upperclassmen attended homeroom.

I didn’t expect any trouble so soon after the entrance ceremony.

But knowing that my adorable sister-in-law was now surrounded by a horde of hormone-driven teenage boys, all eyeing her with not-so-pure intentions, was driving me insane.

“Sigh…”

“Clive, I get that you love your sister, but you’re overthinking this. Fiona is stronger than she looks.”

“I know, but still…”

Stefan called out to me from the desk behind mine.

By the way, seat assignments were based on academic ranking.

• • First place: Cristel

• • Second place: Me

• • Third place: Stefan

I may not look it, but I’m actually quite good at academics.

Slide—!

“Alright, let’s take attendance. Everyone, sit down.”

Our homeroom teacher, Miss Irena, entered the classroom, and the other students quickly took their seats.

Miss Irena had a youthful face and large glasses. She looked like she was in her early twenties, but her actual age was a mystery. Also—a rather ample chest.

Not that it mattered, but she was exactly my type.

If I were Stefan, I’d be flirting with her already. But unfortunately, I know my own face all too well.

Ahh, the forbidden romance between a teacher and a student… how thrilling.

“We’ll be deciding on class committees and responsibilities today, so homeroom will take up the morning.”

I snapped back to reality as Miss Irena continued speaking.

Committees, huh…?

Last year, I was on the sports festival committee. Maybe I should pick something easier this time?

Just as I was contemplating my choices, whispers filled the room.

“What committee will Prince Cristel join?”

“I hope I can be in the same one as him!”

“I’d rather be in Stefan’s group.”

“Ugh, I wish the second-place guy wasn’t here. I just want to see Cristel and Stefan next to each other.”

“Seriously, why does he have to ruin it? He should know his place.”

…Excuse me?

Did they think I wouldn’t hear them if they threw in their insults among casual chatter?!

I get it—Cristel and Stefan are absurdly attractive, while I’m a background character at best. I can accept that.

But there are plenty of other guys in this class who look just as plain as I do.

Why am I the only one getting attacked?!

Fine. You want me gone? Too bad.

I’ll never let go of this second-place seat.

I won’t become first place, nor will I drop to third.

I will remain right here—and you will never get to enjoy the sight of Cristel and Stefan sitting together.

As I burned with a ridiculous sense of defiance, Cristel suddenly raised his hand.

“Miss Irena, I volunteer as class representative.”

“Alright, Cristel, you’re one of the class reps.”

She noted it down on the board.

Then—Cristel raised his hand again.

“The other representative will be Clive Arclight.”

“Alright, Clive will be the other class rep. Anyone else?”

Wait.

What.

Me?!

No, no, no—outside of classes, I had to serve as Allen’s secretary and keep an eye on Alice’s interactions.

I was planning to sign up for something low-effort, like the cultural festival committee.

“Uh, Miss Irena, I’d rather—”

Shudder…

An eerie chill ran down my spine.

Something was watching me—or rather, glowering at me.

Glancing around, I realized that everyone except Cristel and Stefan was staring daggers at me.

And somehow, I could hear the whispers of pure resentment.

“Do not refuse Prince Cristel’s offer.”

“You better not decline.”

“I’d kill to be in your position, you bastard.”

“If you say no, I swear I’ll curse your bloodline for generations.”

I was a frog, trapped under a snake’s gaze.

“Clive, would you prefer another role?”

“…No, Miss Irena.”

With tears in my eyes, I forced a smile.

“I will gladly be class representative. In fact, I would love to take on this role. Please, let me do it.”

And just like that, I was forced into the position.

The intense stares of hatred soon melted into looks of satisfaction.

And so, my suffering continued.