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When I opened my eyes, I was back in the real world. …It wasn’t a punchline.
A white space where many doors are placed.
The doors are not uniform in color and shape, some are as big as a person and some are only as big as a face.
Also, the doors were decorated, and no two doors were alike.
No matter how far you go, there’s just a row of doors.
The place is like a corridor.
I think I’ve come to a place I don’t quite understand.
How do I get back?
I thought about it and couldn’t come up with an answer, so I opened a nearby door for now.
There was— …the memory of being Owen.
I remember when I was practicing magic with Katherina-sensei.
I went through the whole experience and then I got out of that [memory].
After that, it was my memory when I entered the other door.
I remember myself as Yuta Sasaki, and I remember myself as Owen Pepper.
They were all mixed up together.
“There’s no end to it.”
The number of doors is enormous.
Going through all of these is like experiencing my life all over again.
That’s troubling.
“After all, I have to enter that suspicious door …?”
As I say this, I look at the pitch black door.
It’s a door that’s a head shorter than I am, with no decoration whatsoever.
Only there, a strange atmosphere is emitted.
You can’t help but feel that there is a clue here with the suspicious look.
“Let’s go.”
I made up my mind and opened the black door.
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“Commoners are cattle.”
I had my father, Black Pepper, in front of me.
He still has a big belly, but he looks younger than ever.
I was confronting him in Black’s office.
“Yes, Father, that’s why it’s up to the chosen ones like us to guide them. …That’s what it’s all about.”
Words that were completely different from my intentions spun out of my mouth.
This is … Owen’s memories before I got my memories back.
“That’s right, my son, it is our duty to make sure that the livestock do their duty as livestock, and you should keep this in mind.”
“Yes, I understand!”
I, Owen, replied cheerfully.
Seeing this, Black nodded in satisfaction.
The scene changed for me to Owen’s room.
“Hmph, incompetent!”
“I’m sorry.”
The unseen servant was rubbing his head against the ground, begging for forgiveness.
“I told you to get me a plush bed, what a shabby bed! Are you trying to put me up in a stable?”
The bed that Owen pointed to is an elaborate one, and even a quick glance will tell you that it is a luxury item.
However, it is simple rather than luxurious.
I don’t think he likes that.
“That …is not such a mess, and this bed is first-rate.”
“Shut up, you cheeky piece of livestock!”
As he said this, I, Owen, pressed down on the servant’s head with my shoe.
I tried to stop the movement of me, Owen, but it seems that the control of the body is completely Owen’s.
So is that…
After all, this is where I was before I regained my memory, in Owen’s memory.
“You commoners, you live for me, you’re useless and incompetent, you don’t even deserve to live, you should just die.”
I, Owen, looked down at the servants and continued to spout abuse afterwards.
Then.
“Boy, isn’t that enough?”
Sebastien came in to stop me, Owen.
“Hey, Sebas, I thought I told you to stop giving me opinions when you’re just a servant?”
“I have been charged by my predecessors to protect this house, and I consider it my duty to guide the young master in the right direction.”
“Shut up, I don’t know a servant like you!”
With that, he kicked all the servants, including Sebas, out of the room.
—The scene changes again.
I had a one-on-one lecture with someone who looked like a tutor.
“So this is …”
“Shut up, I’m wrong!? You are just a teacher and you think you are so smart.”
“…Well, okay, then I have nothing to teach you.”
The teacher then looked at me, Owen, with disdain, and then left.
“I don’t want a guy like you here!”
That’s where Owen’s emotions suddenly flowed in.
Die, die, die. Die, die!
I feel frustrated by everything that doesn’t go my way and all of it.
I can’t allow a commoner, a lowly nobleman, to tell me what to do.
I’d be better off myself without them.
It’s not me. It’s Owen’s feelings.
That’s me, Owen, angry and hateful.
Childish feelings of just wanting to vent my grievances and frustrations washed over me.
The vision shakes — and the scene changes.
This is the site of the …… Four Great Festivals …?
I fall on my back and look around.
Am I back, …?
When I thought that…
“‘——-ahhhhhhhhh!!!”
Suddenly, I, Owen, heard a strange voice come out of my mouth.