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 5

Just a brief conversation with Stefan has completely drained my energy.

I want to go home already.

“Oh, Brother, it seems His Majesty is about to give his address.”

Following Fiona’s gaze, I turn toward the center of attention—where the king sits upon his grand throne, with the queen seated elegantly beside him.

The king has a strong, dignified appearance, with fiery red hair and piercing golden eyes. Dressed in regal attire, he possesses an undeniable commanding presence, the kind that naturally draws others to follow him without question.

Beside him, the queen, a stunning woman with golden hair and striking blue eyes, smiles gently, her expression reminiscent of a saint.

Standing slightly behind them are two young men—one with sleek black hair and piercing dark eyes, exuding a mysterious allure, and the other with a well-built physique, fiery red hair, and golden eyes, bearing a striking resemblance to the king.

This is my first time seeing them in person, but I have to admit—this is one ridiculously attractive royal family.

They radiate an almost blinding presence.

That aside… wasn’t Allen supposed to avoid public events like this?

“I am grateful to all of you for gathering here today. For many, this may be your first time attending such an event. Please, do not feel pressured—enjoy yourselves. I look forward to seeing the paths you will take in the future.”

With the king’s speech concluded, it is customary for nobles of higher rank to approach and pay their respects in order.

Since Fiona and I belong to the earl’s family, we step into the queue.

Please, let everything go smoothly…

As the dukes, marquesses, and counts take their turns, we still have a bit of time before ours.

Feeling restless, I turn to Fiona with a casual question.

“Fiona, what kind of man do you prefer?”

“W-What?! Where did that come from all of a sudden…?”

“Just curious.”

“Hmm… Someone who is diligent in his studies, trains daily, is thoughtful of others, and can protect me…”

She blushes bright red, looking genuinely flustered as she answers.

There’s no way I can let other men see her this adorable.

But wait… that’s oddly specific.

A man who is well-educated for the sake of public duty, rigorously trains to protect the kingdom, and cares deeply for the people—

Cristel?!

Seriously?! Even if her personality has changed, her type hasn’t?!

“Brother?”

“You already know what I’m going to say, don’t you?”

“Yes, yes. Just a formal greeting, nothing more.”

“Good. I appreciate it. Let’s grab something sweet later, alright?”

“That sounds wonderful! I saw a tart with plenty of cream—it looked delicious! Ah, it’s almost our turn.”

Here we go. Time to focus.

I offer a polite bow, while Fiona executes a flawless curtsy.

“Your Majesty, Your Highnesses, it is an honor to meet you for the first time. I am Clive Arclight, eldest son of Arthur Arclight. It is a privilege to be in your presence. This is my younger sister—”

“I am Fiona Arclight, Your Majesties.”

“Raise your heads,” the king commands. “Arthur has long been of great service to me. I see he has a fine son and a charming daughter. You must be nearing the age to attend the academy soon, correct? I hope you will get along well with my sons.”

“Cristel Francayne,” the red-haired prince introduces himself. “My elder brother is already enrolled at the academy, but I will be attending next year. I look forward to meeting you there.”

The Evil Academy—the infamous setting of that otome game.

I will be in the same year as Cristel and Stefan.

Allen… will be one year ahead of us.

The final romance target, Arnold, is a year younger than me.

This means he will be in the same year as Fiona and the heroine, Alice—making them classmates.

In other words, the real start of the game’s events will begin in two years.

“You honor me with your words. I, too, will be enrolling next year.”

Just then, Allen, who had been watching us intently, muttered,

“So you’re the one from the rumors…”

“Rumors… Your Highness?”

What rumors?

That Fiona is breathtakingly beautiful, while her brother is painfully mediocre?

Because honestly, that wouldn’t surprise me.

“You’re already well-known in the academy. Word has spread that the Earl of Arclight’s son, a prodigy with two magical affinities, will be joining next year. I expect you’ll put on quite the entertaining display.”

…Wait, what?!

What kind of misinformation campaign is this?!

Okay, sure, it’s technically true that I have two affinities, but calling me a prodigy is laughable!

I’m far weaker than the average kid my age!

“That’s a misunderstanding, Your Highness. I actually have no talent for magic at all.”

Even though I speak the truth, Allen simply furrows his brows, his expression turning sharp and displeased.

“False humility can be irritating. Be mindful of your words.”

“Y-Yes… My apologies, Your Highness.”

…Wow.

He doesn’t believe me at all.

I can already see my future at the academy—getting humiliated on day one and becoming an easy target for ridicule.

I was hoping to blend into the background like a proper mob character, staying out of the spotlight while supporting Fiona from behind the scenes.

But now? That dream is already crumbling.

“Well, in any case, I look forward to seeing you at the academy. Don’t disappoint me.”

Cristel smiles pleasantly, and with that, we bow once more before taking our leave.

Meanwhile, After the Tea Party – In the Royal Castle

“So? Did any promising young ladies catch your interest?”

The king’s voice echoed in the grand chamber, where he sat with his two sons, Allen and Cristel.

“No… not particularly.”

“I personally believe that Lady Raveles, the daughter of Duke Raveles, would be a suitable choice,” the queen suggested.

“She has been on good terms with our family for some time, and given our shared political stance, such a match would be in our best interests.”

The king nodded. “A reasonable decision. Very well, we shall send an official proposal.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Then, the king turned toward Allen, his gaze expectant.

“Only one of you will inherit the throne. While there is no need to rush, securing a suitable partner is also part of your duty.”

“I understand, Father.”

As the conversation shifted, Cristel suddenly added,

“Speaking of suitable candidates… what about Lady Arclight? She seemed like an excellent choice.”

At his words, Allen’s expression darkened slightly, as if he were considering something.

“She is indeed a captivating woman. However… she is…”

He hesitated, his voice trailing off.

“Are you dissatisfied with the idea?” the king asked.

A smirk crept onto Allen’s lips, his black eyes glinting with amusement.

“No… In fact, making her mine could be quite enjoyable.”