Why are all the heroines falling for me, the villain?

"No."

"That's great," the class monitor said quietly, and the other girls thought so too.

"I'm Komatsu Naoko, the class monitor of Class 1-D. Please take care of me."

Please take good care of me.

Then many girls, including some boys, started asking Shimazuga about him.

The male lead was also very capable, handling everything with ease and composure.

Until someone asked him a question about friends.

"Friends? Sorry, all my friends are people I've made on my own initiative; I don't need others to make friends with me."

Shimazuga meant that one should not accept things that come to them uninvited.

Everyone thought to themselves, "He seems like a very easy person to talk to, but he has his own principles when it comes to doing things."

"I see. Then I need to be even better so that I'm worthy of being Shimazu's friend."

"Shimazuga-san, I'll do my best!"

Kyoko Hanayama, who was about to stand up and ask a question, silently sat down, a flash of jealousy crossing her eyes.

This guy, just like my aunt, has a peculiar, unpleasant odor about him.

Shimazuga keenly noticed something, glancing at the very cute Kyoko not far away. Kyoko immediately flashed a lovely smile, responding to his gaze and even giving him a flirty wink.

A slight smile played on his lips, revealing a hint of interest.

The girl's eyes were interesting; it seemed like she was infatuated with me, but at the same time, it seemed like she wanted to destroy me.

This class isn't as boring as I imagined.

"Alright, you can ask any questions after class. Let Shimazu sit down and rest for a while."

"You can sit in that empty seat over there," the homeroom teacher said to Shimazu He as she walked over and pointed to an empty seat.

"Her eyelashes are so long, and she has a delicate fragrance," the bald homeroom teacher thought to himself.

He stole another glance at the fair-skinned Shimazu He, wondering, "Can men smell this good? Then why do I smell so bad..."

"No need, teacher. I'll sit in the second-to-last seat against the wall." With that, Shimazu He walked down on his own.

Bathed in the watchful eyes of everyone, he walked to the seat in front of Li Zhu.

Li Zhu was a little surprised. "You're sitting in front of me?"

Is it really that much of a coincidence?

He had a bad feeling.

On the podium, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, the homeroom teacher nervously took a deep breath, seemingly without knowing what he was inhaling, and his expression was quite strange.

Something just feels off...

"Excuse me, may I switch seats with you?"

The seat in front of Li Zhu was already occupied; it belonged to a girl with a ponytail, a few freckles on her face, and glasses.

Like Li Zhu, she doesn't talk to others much and doesn't interact with other students in the class. She's one of those people who doesn't have much of a presence in the class.

After all, those sitting in the back corner of the classroom are usually either students with the lowest grades or introverted students.

"Yes, yes, that's fine."

Given her timid and shy nature, it's understandable that she would blurt out something inappropriate when suddenly faced with such a dazzling boy and the gazes of over forty students in the class.

Shimazu He laughed heartily.

"That seems like I'm bullying you. How about this, little sister, if you come to me, I can agree to do something for you unconditionally that doesn't violate my principles. Is that alright?"

"No, no need, I...I agree to change seats..." The freckled boy shook his head like a rattle drum. He only glanced at the boy in front of him before blushing and lowering his head.

"It's okay, just consider it a little promise between us. Remember to come find me~" Shimazu said gently.

Finally, the freckled girl, her face flushed and hair practically steaming from being teased, grabbed her schoolbag and ran to the empty seat, too ashamed to look up at anyone.

……

Shortly after Shimazu He took his seat, the homeroom teacher talked about a few trivial matters and then dismissed the get out of class.

After class.

The imagined scene of a crowd surrounding them did not materialize; everyone remained seated, feigning composure, and secretly watched Shimazuga.

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Unlike a few days ago, when Kyoko Hanayama transferred here, a group of people surrounded her, making it quite a scene.

Shimazuga seemed to be used to being the center of attention. He sat in his seat, looked around, and smiled as he met the gazes of others. The confidence that emanated from him made it seem as if he could remain calm at any time.

Li Zhu secretly praised him, "Wow, this guy is really something! I never expected him to be so outstanding."

Why don't I see him being this good when playing games?

If he had even half the charm he has now back then, he wouldn't be being chased and hacked by a bunch of female leads...

In everyone's eyes, there were timid ones, curious ones, infatuated ones, and jealous ones, among others.

Only Li Zhu looked at this familiar "old friend" with a complex emotion, as if she were reminiscing and feeling sentimental.

This guy's appearance is so attractive, his abilities are still unclear.

However, according to the game's description, he is the eldest son of the Shimazu family, which has a strong military background, so his family education should not be too bad.

It seems I can retire now with peace of mind.

Enjoy your popcorn!

Li Zhu couldn't help but think that as a time traveler, shouldn't she be more ambitious?

Well, being a couch potato isn't so bad. Just watching the drama unfold and seeing how the unofficial male lead wins over the female lead is quite interesting.

The more machetes the better, hehe...

Shimazuga turned around and found someone staring at him intently from behind, which surprised him.

Huh, who is this?!

Why do I feel a strange sense of familiarity?

"May I ask your name? Have we met before?" He then suppressed his surprise and took the initiative to ask Li Zhu's name.

"what?"

Are you going to talk to me again?

Li Zhu pointed to herself, looking somewhat surprised.

No, a group of girls approached you to be friends just now, but you ignored them. However, when you saw me, a guy, you immediately became very interested.

Is it some serious illness?

"of course."

"Ahem, my name is Li Zhu. We've never met before. You've mistaken me for someone else." Li Zhu replied, reverting to her usual cold and indifferent expression.

To say I don't know him would be a blatant lie, but I really hadn't seen him in person before today.

"Oh~, Riyu-kun, have we really never met before?" Shimazuga asked again to confirm.

This person is so special, and this is the first time he has ever seen someone treat him with such a cold expression, and it doesn't seem like an act.

The moment I saw him, I felt like I had known him for a very long time. It was a wonderful feeling!

This feeling is definitely true.

"No, there isn't."

Li Zhu nodded.

"Why do I have this feeling that we've met before? Could it be that I've fallen for you at first sight?"

Shimazuga turned his body completely around, placed his hands on Riki's table, and stared intently at him.

Li Zhu: "???"

Everyone: Holy crap?!

What kind of inappropriate language is this?

The disciplinary committee member's Oscar-worthy acting this morning was already enough to make Li Zhu depressed, and now suddenly some guy, I don't know if he's lost his mind, is saying such things to her in broad daylight.

A delicate fragrance wafted into Li Zhu's nostrils, and at the same time, Shimazu He's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his watery eyes exuding charm.

That's absolutely infuriating.

"Hey, what are you saying?!"

Li Zhu could no longer remain calm and hurriedly moved her chair back to get away from the person.

I never imagined that someone with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you would be lusting after my body!

You're despicable!

"No, don't misunderstand, that's not what I meant. I meant that we're like best friends who have known each other for a very, very long time!"

Shimazuga realized he had said the wrong thing, looked embarrassed, his face turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hands to explain, no longer displaying the confidence and composure he had before.

"You should have said so earlier! You're trying to scare me with such ambiguous words. You're so good-looking, it's hard not to suspect you're gay."

Li Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, but her body showed no intention of going back.

Shimazuga's fair face flushed red, all the way to her ears.

No, why are you blushing like a teapot?

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have used those words. I swear! I'm definitely not gay, please believe me."

Shimazuga clasped his hands together, and his tone softened.

Even Li Zhu, who has a thing for women, almost couldn't resist that look.

God knows how he managed to have such a pitiful and endearing charm; damn, the more I look at him, the more he looks like a woman.

"Alright, alright, take your hand back. I believe you're not gay. Don't act all gay, it scares me!" Li Zhu said helplessly.

Shimazuga immediately and obediently withdrew his hand, looking at him expectantly.

Li Zhu couldn't help but think of a famous cartoonist who once said that if you want to draw a handsome guy, first draw a beautiful girl and then cut her hair short.

Just now, Shimazuga was too far away on the platform, so Riki couldn't see him clearly. But now that she's up close, she looks so damn like a girl.

Seriously, if Riki hadn't played this game, she probably would have really thought Shimazuga was a beautiful girl disguised as a boy.

This game is a classic example of depicting a woman but insisting she's a man.

"Where am I being gay!" Shimazuga got a little agitated and almost slammed his hand on Riki's desk. He didn't know why he acted this way in front of Riki.

Mr. Shimazu, please don't be like this. Mr. Shimazu, show that cool and confident demeanor you had just displayed.

"Yeah, you're the toughest guy in Class D of the first year of high school. Nobody else is as good as you."

Li Zhu felt an urge to cover her face. When he first appeared, she thought he was going to be a really powerful character, but he turned out to be so unexpected...

Sigh, it seems that without my intervention, things still won't work.

Forehead-

In the distance, a muscular man who once described Li Zhu as a gloomy man has something to say about the title of the strongest and most powerful man.

"That's more like it."

Shimazuga wanted to put his hand back on Riki's table, but since the other person had just told him to take his hand back, he was too embarrassed to put it down.

So now he's caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to retract his hand or release it.

"If you're alright, turn around," Li Zhu kindly suggested.

"Wait a minute, how about you become my friend? When I saw you just now, I felt we were destined to be together, so I took a liking to you at first sight..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Zhu had already crossed her arms over her chest, moved her chair to the back against the wall, and was looking at him warily.

"Hey, hey, don't back up so far again!"

Shimazuga stood up, intending to walk over.