Today as well, I was attending school with full energy. The ball during the weekend ended badly, but from today onwards, I would get a fresh start.
âAh, Fania. Morning!â Sara who was already in her seat waved at me.
âSara, Iâm sorry for last weekend.â
âDonât bother, Iâm alrightâ â
At the ball last weekend, I left Sara and just went home. Or should I say, I sobbed over my stained tuxedo. Then Al brought me back to the Royal Palace.
Al was being considerate by sending a messenger to tell Sara that I had returned to the Palace first. While I was only sobbing as I clung on Al and totally forgot about Sara who must be awaiting for me. I felt so sorry.
As for me who had returned to the Palace, the grand chamberlain, Nozart â he mustâve been contacted about my return â was already there waiting for me and assured me that he would clean off the stain so I shouldnât worry as he took it to be cleaned. Jade and Bailard who accompanied me to the Palace also consoled me, saying this and that to make me feel better and I was sent off to bed.
I was feeling so down as I felt really guilty for dirtying the tuxedo that was a present from Al, but everyone around me spoiled me so much that I simply forgot how I was weeping and ended up sleeping with a smile.
Iâm so easy to be coaxed, that was the first thing in my mind when I woke up the next morning.
âBy the way, Fania, do you know?â
âAbout what?â
âI was only a wallflower at the time so I didnât see with my own eyes, but I heard there was a very nasty high noble son. Maybe it was after Fania went home? They say he raised a huge racket; thatâs what everyone has been talking about today.â
âOoooh,â I couldnât hide my surprise as I listened to Sara.
In this academy, most of the students were nobles, so they shouldâve been properly educated beforehand; how could there still be someone acting like that?
âAnyhow, he was said to not only diss a commoner, he threw food on the other and he even punched down another who tried to stop him.â
âWhatâs that, thatâs terrible.â I wouldâve never imagined someone would do that at the party venue.
But isnât that just like a villainous noble son? In the BL game, I was supposed to be one, but is there any other? Donât tell me thereâs another game thrown into the mix aside from this BL game and the otome gameâŚ. I donât want to be in more confusion.
âRight? Whatâs more, they said it was the son of a Duke named Fania Arginia!â
âBrrrf, what did you say?!!!â Saraâs words made me impulsively cry out wildly.
âWhatâs wrong? Youâre so loud.â
âWhat are you guys clamouring about?â
âWhat is it? What is it?â
From a short distance away from us, three of our classmates heard the noise we made and came inquiring.
âYou see, weâre talking about the rumoured self-indulgent son of a Duke.â
âOh, that one called Fania Arginia.â
âJust because heâs a high noble, heâs acting all haughty and did whatever he pleased I heard.â
âI heard how he made a great racket too. Iâm so glad weâre in Class 3 so weâre spared from having someone like that as a classmate.â
Everyone other than me started chattering on the topic.
âNo-no-no, everyone, wait a moment. Fania Arginia, isnât that me?â
âAh?â âEh?â â Mn?â âHuh?â All of them stared at my face.
That rumoured villainous noble son, is that referring to me? Me?
Anyhow, in this academy, there was no one named Fania Arginia other than me. However, did I do something that terrible during the party? No, I was surely a victim. I was splattered by food, and I left the venue in tearsâŚâŚ Eh, uwaaa, when I reflect about it, was I a little kid? That was too pathetic of me.
Nevertheless, there were rumours about me apparently floating around the academy. It turned out that regardless of my own will, my actions were seen as those of a villainous noble sonâs from othersâ eyes.
âAs I thought, Iâm a vile1 noble son.â I thoughtlessly mumbled.
It might be the gameâs compelling force at work; even when I didnât harass the MC or did any bad things, bad rumours about me still spread. From hereon, I would be gradually hated by everyone, and eventually get convicted just like the original story of the BL game.
I felt like everything was dark before me.
âAhahaha! Fania, youâre so good at joking. With you like this, what are you saying? You made me laugh.â
âImpossible, totally impossible. To say that Fania is a vile noble son, is it even possible for someone vile to be this cute?â
âMy stomach hurts from laughing too much! Fania, a vile noble son, thatâs hilarious. On the contrary, youâre more likely to be the one being bullied. Stop it, stop it.â
âFania, did you listen to our story? The one in the rumour is a son of a Duke. Heâs not someone like you, a son of an insignificant noble.â
Every single one of them denied what I was saying. Not only that, it felt like they somewhat made a fool of me there.
âNo-no-no, didnât you all say it, Fania Arginia. Isnât that me? My name is Fania Arginia. The one you talk about in the rumour, thatâs me!â I raised my voice.
The full name was the same as mine, so why were they so confident that it was absolutely another person?
You people, your reactions were just too weird.
âAh~ YES YESâ They replied in unison.
âDonât just answer me perfunctorily!â
Of course, I had no intention to be anything like a villainous noble son. However, just why did it feel irritating when it was denied this far?
The existence of the rumours were inconceivable, but what was more inconceivable were the reactions from people around me.
I was supposed to be a villainous noble son, but what was it with everyoneâs reactions just now? What should I make of it? Was this a good thing? Or a bad thing?
For them not to acknowledge me as a villainous noble sonâŚ. Was I a failure as a villainous noble son?