TLN: Sorry that this isnât the âIs it Tough Being a Friend?â that you were waiting for. Iâll continue that now.
This caught my interest, and I thought about doing a quick teaser for the time being.
Also, the English title that this LN provides is âThe World of Otome Games is a Tough for Mobsâ but thatâs not grammatically correct.
Justice and evil can change depending on oneâs point of view.
I was so tired that philosophical lines, which I normally wouldnât think of, popped up into my head.
My willpower has been shaved down to the point thatâŚIâve been having a blank expression for a couple hours now.
I want to lie down on my bed and spend some leisure time on the manga and anime I love so much. Either that, or Iâd like to play some games that have a male audience in mind.
With eyes like that of a dead fish, I, a functioning adult, am playingâŚan otome game. (TLN: An otome game is basically a romance game directed towards a female audience. Most commonly, theyâre dating sims with a female protagonist.)
Itâs one of those so-called love simulation games which play similarly to the gal games that are directed towards males, but are on the opposite end of the spectrum. (TLN: Gal games are basically romance games directed towards a male audience, pretty much the opposite of an otome game.)
The protagonist is a girl. Itâs an otome game, so the capture targets are males. On the other hand, if the protagonist is a boy and the capture targets are females, then itâs a gal game.
Thatâs right, during my time off, Iâm not playing a game directed towards males.
Itâs not as if I like otome games, I prefer gal games.
âWhy do I have use this morning to the win over some likeable guy?â
Iâm not happy to see the male character on the other end of the screen blushing.
Basically, every captureable character that appears in the game is beautiful.
Theyâre created by popular illustrators and voiced by famous voice actors. If this were a gal gameâŚIâd be glad to hear the female characters, but the sweet voice of a guy doesnât make me happy!
With a blank expression, my focus was on a smartphoneâs screen.
Since I have no motivation, I have to rely entirely on walkthroughs to play.
Once selecting a choice on the flickering screen, youâll know if the love meter rises, accompanied a sound effect and a varying pose that the 3D character will make.
The male character had a pose where his hand was brushing through his hair, along with his cheeks slightly blushed.
âYouâre different from normal girls. Let me hear your name.â
This guyâs the crown princeââan capture target character that appears in the game, and is established as a male character thatâs highly popular around the campus. This is a scene where the protagonist comes across him by chance, and not knowing that heâs the crown prince, interacts with him normally.
Iâm far past my second playthrough. I could only let out a complaint about these first-meeting scenes Iâve seen many times.
âYou gotta be kidding. Thereâs no way that one wouldnât know who the crown prince of their own country is. How sly. How sly of the protagonist.â
It seems that the crown prince doesnât notice the sly behavior of the protagonist.
ââŚHeâs blushing while in delight. Heâs got no keen eye.â
Iâm spending my long-awaited weekend break playing an otome game.
Currently, itâs noon on a Sunday. Iâve been playing this otome game non-stop since Saturday. Iâve been busy recently and didnât get a weekend break in a while.
At that moment, I heard an electronic sound from my smartphone.
Upon checking, it was a message with an image from my younger sister.
âEnjoying it abroad with my friends~â
âŚSeeing my sisterâs smile made my blood boil.
My sister was having fun at a beach and hotel with her friends.
I immediately replied.
âStop kidding me! Didnât you push this game onto me because you said you were busy!â
Right now, Iâm playing my sisterâs otome game.
On Saturday morning, my sister, a college student living with her parents as opposed to me who lived alone, visited my apartment.
I thought of it as unusual before she forced a game onto me.
With a smile, she said âSince you have free time, complete this game for me, brother.â
And complete means to really complete it. After seeing an image, video, or scene in-game at least once, it can be replayed many times over. She told me to complete everything.
âStop screwing around, do it yourself!â is what I also said.
ââI got a reply from my sister.
âHuh? Is it alright for you to say that? I wonât resolve the misunderstand with mom and the others that way. Iâll buy you a souvenir, so please complete it~. *If you donât complete when I get back, Iâll do more cruel things that will keep you stuck in that apartment. From, your cute sister.â
As I read the message, I yelled while fighting the urge to slam my phone onto the floor.
âDamn iiiiit!!â
I wanted to refuse doing this.
However, my sister who lives at homeââhid a large amount of her personal books in my room. They were books she liked and were for fujoshis. My mother happened to find them when she was cleaning, and now itâs caused a misunderstand about me supposedly having that kind of preference. (TLN: Fujoshis are girls that have a very strong passion for yaoi/homosexual relationships between men in manga/anime/novels)
I tried to resolve the misunderstanding, but the more I tried to explainââthe more she thought I was trying to deceive her.
âŚItâs a nightmare.
Iâve also learned that my sister is a fujoshi as a result of this misunderstanding.
And, perhaps you could say itâs just bad luck, butâŚpeople trust my sister more than me. Even from the perspective of her brother, her looks are on a different class and her grades are also superior. Iâve also heard talks about how she has a gentle and friendly personality.
In truth, sheâs just skilled at feigning kindness, and she always gets me into trouble.
Judging from this otome game matter, I can also tell that she has the worst kind of personality.
She hides her hobbies, and no matter how much I try to explain to my parents, they place more faith in my sisterâs words.
When my worried mother gave me a phone call, I almost cried. Thatâs also the moment where within my mind, I deeply engraved the desire to take revenge on my sister.
Holding back the urge to rage, I returned my line of sight to the screen.
Once picking up the controller again, I only thought about clearing the game so that this misunderstanding can be resolved. Itâs annoying, but my parents trust my sister.
My sister promised to clear up the misunderstanding if I complete the game.
âŚThereâs nothing left for me to do other than completing this otome game.
This is frustrating, but my sister excels at talking her way through a situation. On Saturday morning, she refuted my objections to her needing cash for her tripââand demanded I give pocket money to her. Itâs quite pathetic that I was frightened into giving her cash.
However, I will definitely take revenge. I will continue my scheming as I fill up the love meter for this guy on the other end of this screen.
âYouâll regret incurring my wrath.â
Since a long time ago, sister has been clever with getting her way.
She knows that sheâs cute, sheâs the exact opposite of me. Her only weak point is probably how she hides her hobby from her surroundings.
I knit my eyebrows while continuing the game with feelings of frustration.
ââŚI canât get pushed around each time.â
My sister forced an otome game onto me.
Aiming to be a large-scale otome game, it has quite a lot going for it. My younger sister is one of those that bought the limited edition immediately for the illustrations and voice actors.
However, the problem is that despite being an otome game, is has RPG elements and even strategy simulation elements in it.
As expected, this is a strange change of pace compared to the games made by companies with a male audience.
The gameâs setting is a fantasy world of swords and magic.
Itâs a setting where people live in a magical world that stands out from Earth.
I believe that itâs a world with royalty and nobles, where the level of society isnât that high, but itâs also a world where airships fly through the sky and knights can wage war while wearing armor that are like powered suits.
In this world, the protagonist goes to a noblesâ academy.
the protagonist herself seems like a simple girl from the countryside. Sheâs a student thatâs not a noble, but a commoner, and yet, sheâs given special permission to enroll in the school.
Since her position is special, she gets picked on by the high-status noble girls. At that school, she comes across the prince and some noble sons, but at the same time, she gets involved in various matters and even a war.
Anyways, itâs a game that tosses adventure and war into a school love game.
In addition, itâs âa world very convenient for women.â
In the beginning, my sister also tried clearing it herself, but in the end, it seems she wasnât well-versed in the factors of boys and gave up.
Thanks to that, I ended up getting stuck with a tedious job. She said âYou just have to do this simple game. Easy, right?â
Well, I certainly like games, but even I think that this is difficult.
âNobody would want these sections inside an otome game in the first place.â
Though I complained, I stared at the screen while operating the controller.
On the screen, a unit of airships were lined up.
The design of the airship looked like a rugby ball. Various other airships were facing it.
There were hexagonal grid lines. It was turn-based combat where you move allied ships to have them attack using the cannons on their side, and knights wearing armor will swoop down on the enemy, butââ.
âDamn it! What kind of enemy skill is being activated here! This is strangely hard. Iâm trying to clear this more efficiently.â
The enemyâs skills and special techniques will activate, and the attacking allies received large damage.
Once the ally was attacked, they directly received the opponentâs offense and sunkâŚalthough skill and ability can help with winning against the opponent, thereâs a randomness factor that makes things very difficult.
My sister would give up here.
âAh, crap.â
The airship that I couldnât let sink, the one carrying the prince, instantly sunk.
I saw the letters âGame Overâ on my screen.
âIt happened again! Itâs impossible to play while looking at the walkthrough!â
I oh so wanted to tell my sister to give it up. I want to say that I could just download a completed save file off the internet, butâŚthis game has the feature of naming the protagonist. My sister put in her name.
She wants the famous voice actors to whisper her name, or something like thatâŚ
Due to that, I canât solve this by putting in a completed save file.
I have to clear it myself.
âIâve already done this so many times! The prince sinks too much! Is it that? Does it want me to cave into microtransactions? Is this how it wants me to spend money on microtransactions?!â
Despite being an offline game, thereâs paid content for upgrading. Were they a response to playersâ cries of not being able to clear the game, or was this done as a calculationâŚ? They give out numerous items that make the war part easy.
I donât want to cough out even more expenses for my sister, but whatâs causing my time to be taken away is certainly the battle and war parts.
Other than those, this is the same as a gal game. No issues arise unless you select the wrong choice. I paused the game to look for paid content.
A large number of items appeared on the screen.
Their prices around around one hundred yen, but things that are helpful for the battle part, like airships and armor, are strangely expensive.
Three hundred or five hundred yen. Thereâs even paid content going for eight hundred yen.
ââŚItâs setups like this that make its reputation worsen.â
Initially, this anticipated super-large scale work was criticized on the internet for not being beatable without microtransactions.
Due to it having steep costs, the pricing was reworked and lowered within a month.
Yet even so, I still think itâs expensive. With those thoughts in mind, I was taking a look at the menâs swimsuits for sale.
âIâm not fond of menâs swimsuits.â
Whatâs on sale is a special item that makes the male characters appear in swimsuits.
Seeing it made me disgusted.
Though, if this was a gal game and this item put the female characters in swimsuits, it would completely be the type of thing Iâd purchase.
âIt probably doesnât work for the women like it does for the men.â
I gave off a feeble smile while emotionally exhausted.
I feel displeased imagining a female player getting off to these guys in swimsuits.
âI wonder if women feel the same way about harems? Well, whatever.â
A man surrounded by women is a harem, a woman surrounded by men is a reverse harem. A man seeing a reverse harem will feel uneasy, and a woman seeing a harem would definitely feel unsure.
Iâm getting tired about thinking of such things. Anyways, Iâll just think solely about completing the game.
âWell then, what do I buy to quickly finish the game?â
Since theyâre paid content, they should be potent.
Special weapons for the male character, special equipment for the protagonist, and other such things were also up for sale.
Iâd anything, Iâd like to find something useful for the war part and buy it. Anything that can help with progressing through the game.
ââŚThis one?â
What came into view was a battleship that was the most expensive paid item.
It ignores troublesome status effects and the need to resupply, it seems to be a strong airship in any case.
âRather than an airship, this looks more like a spaceship.â
Its appearance is metallic and it doesnât look like any of the other airships in the game. Its design would be one that people would think of as a space battleship.
For being one thousand yen, I had nothing to criticize in terms of its performance.
Checking its description, itâs from ancient times or somethingâŚat any rate, it was written down as a terrifying spaceship.
ââŚIt really is a spaceship! Or maybe, thatâs just a typo?â
Did they write it as a spaceship in the description by mistake? I was thinking about it, but I donât care as long as I can clear the game.
Whatâs important is that this purchase could make the game easier.
Next is to check for armor.
Powered suitsâŚthey take the form of armor, but they donât give any sense of realism at all. Theyâre appearances look like whatâs referred to as robots.
The guys who wear this armor while in the midst of war areâŚthe knights.
From a womanâs point of view, perhaps they find it cool to see a man that can fight for them?
Anyways, with a purchase this big, it seems like I can depend on it.
If this makes it easier to reach the capture, then Iâll consider it a cheap expense.
The black armor makes it look a bit villainous, but thatâs no problem. Dark heroes are cool⌠Thinking about it, this was a pretty good design for something coming out of an otome game.
Blades are strong, but master swordsmen donât have a projectile weapon. Their weakness is their reliance on weapons, and if a guy has poor equipmentâŚtheyâre a feeble magically-illiterate fool thatâll get struck.
Due to the unhelpful capture target characters, Iâve gotten a game over many timesâŚ
âI have to finish thisâŚand at any rate, I want to complete it easily.â
Iâm going to lose my precious time off playing an otome game.
I donât have patience here, so by using the paid content that I purchase, I can continue progressing through this otome game.
As afternoon passed and it became evening, I managed to unlock over 90% of the events and CGs.
All that remains is the reverse harem ending.
The remaining ending is where all of the male characters get married to the protagonist.
This is whatâs called the true end of the gameââthe proper ending, but it doesnât matter to me whether itâs true or not.
Iâm not playing this for the thought of capturing them.
In the daily life partâŚI took the items received by the guys when their love meter reached a certain amount, and sold them off for money at a second-hand shop the next day.
Nevertheless, the protagonist is a companion of the people in question.
It would be fiendish to sell them off in front of their eyes, but itâs a game so it doesnât matter.
If this were a gal game, it would be impossible for me to take such an action. Even though itâs a game, I canât be so fiendish.
Anyways, this my sisterâs otome game. Nothing matters as long as I can clear it.
I continued playing while thinking as suchâŚand then I realized that it had turned to night.
Finally reaching the reverse harem end, the joy from the liberation was accompanied by a sense of emptiness.
ââŚIt took a whole two days to conquer this.â
When seeing the ending, feelings of rage, then sorrow, welled up.
Why did I have to do this?
I saved the data, and having kept my promise with my sister, I collapsed onto my bed.
Looking at my clock, it was a little early to sleep.
I donât feel like moving because of my exhaustion, but the outcome of being relieved that itâs all over was an empty stomach.
Placing my hand on my stomach, I remembered that I ate little in the morning and nothing by the end.
âThere was nothing in the refrigerator.â
I was planning to do some shopping during my time off, but I prioritized clearing the game, so I did not go outside.
âPerhaps Iâll go to a restaurant?â
When checking the time on my smartphone, I got a message from my sister.
âIâm worn out from all the fun~. Iâm going to return in a few days, so you better clear it by that time. If you donât take this seriously, youâll forever remain a perverted, foolish brother đ.â
âThis girl is the worst.â
Sheâs making demands to me as she enjoys herself and tells me to work seriously. Furthermore, sheâs extorting money out of meâŚ
However, a small question arose.
âHas she been taking a part-time job or something? Where is her travel money coming from?â
The pocket money that I gave her wouldnât be enough to cover it.
Perhaps sheâs trying not to reveal it because of her imprudently high pride. If she works during closing time, she wouldnât have any leisure time until late at night.
In addition, she said that she wonât do a part-time job because doesnât want to do labor.
Now that I think about it, I remember that my mother said something a little before that.
âShe said that money was needed to get a license, or something like that.â
It seemed my parents thought about getting a car license and were preparing money for it, but only part of it had to do with using it for travelling.
I took a snapshot to copy my sisterâs message.
Iâll compile it with a PC so that I can send it to my mother.
Of course, whatâs accompanying it are images of her comments.
ââŚWhat an idiot. Sheâs makes light of her brother, so Iâll do this.â
She threatened me and went on a trip.
If I show this to our parents, what would they think?
As to be expected, she wonât be able to make an excuse in light of hard evidence. Then finally, the mask hiding her true character will come off.
I noticed that I was grinning while thinking about it. Then I realized something.
âHuh? If I did this from the start, I wouldnât have had to pointlessly clear this gameâŚargh, itâs no use crying over spilled milk now.â
While realizing how stupid I was, I got up and took my wallet in my hand since I was hungry.
Iâll temporarily put the matter of my sister on hold and go eat.
Iâm not going to rack my brain over this otome game anymore.
While thinking so, my steps got lighter.
It was a strangely fluffy feeling, kind of like the feeling of joy after being free from work.
âNow then, Iâll go on splurge today and even take something more pricey from the menuâŚâ
I left my door while looking forward to my gorgeous dinner. I walked through an empty passage with flickering fluorescent lights, and then was attacked by a sudden dizziness as I approached the stairs.
TLN: I used Rion before for the synposis, but Iâm using Leon now (and correcting the synopsis), since the site for this LN gives the official English spelling of the names for the main characters (the rest are still up for interpretation).
âââAh, this is pretty bad.â
My body lost its power like a puppet with its strings cut, and toppled down on the spot.
My body wasnât doing what I wanted it to, and it was the worst of luck to have it right before I was about to descend from the stairs.
The scenery in my field of vision was quickly changing as my body approached the stairs.
I didnât feel anything like pain in my body, but I recognized that my current state of vigorously tumbling down was dangerous.
âI canâtâŚdieâŚlike this.â
My younger sister had crushed my long-awaited break, and just when I think Iâm free, Iâm going to get serious injuries now. Actually, itâs quite possible that my life may be at risk.
Thinking as such, I oddlyââgot enraged.
As the scenery around me dimmed and I gradually lost my senses, I had a thought during my final breathsââI had seen a scene that normally wouldnât happen even if one was in their last moments.
There was land rising from the sea.
An airship was flying in the air.
As I reached out to the sun in the blue sky and white clouds, my consciousness faded away.
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When I came to, I was on a slanted bank, with lushly grown grass.
There was the sound of grass scraping against one another, and the scent of plantation.
Lying down at such a place as my hand was reaching to the sun, I, âLeon Fou Baltfaultâ, was attacked by a violent throbbing.
I wasnât sweating because of the sunâs warmth, it was a cold sweat that wouldnât stop.
There was a pulsing pain in my core, and a unpleasant feeling as I sweated.
âW, what was that just now?â
Since I sat up in a panic, some of the grass that got caught on my clothes fell onto the ground. As the wind blew, the blades of grass drifted away.
As I thought of it as a strong wind, a giant airship passed through above me, blocking the sun with its large shadow.
This airship, which was wooden like a box, is one that periodically arrives at this territory.
I usually look at it nonchalantly, but today, I couldnât hide my eyes wide open in astonishment.
It feels as if Iâm seeing this for the first time.
Clutching my chest, my heart was still pounding fiercely. My breathing wouldnât calm down either.
As I stood up, I looked at the direction the airship was heading towards, and there was a sea spreading beyond.
I feel a sense of something out of place, the sea looks different.
âWhat is this? Why doesâââ
I slowly walked forward, and then fell over.
Looking at my body, my hands and feet were strangely small.
Iâm sure that this is my own body, and yet I strangely feel like Iâm small.
Rather than worrying about this, I need to check the situation first.
I got up and walked, then gradually shifted into a dash towards the sea.
I have this uneasy premonition.
I feel like it took quite a bit of time with these child-like legs, but I got to my destination.
The location, which had a fence to prevent people from falling down, looked like the usual scenery.
âRight. Itâs just like usualââa floating island.â
This was an island floating from the sea.
The island is still floating, but I donât know whether to be happy or sad about it. I had an image pop up about an island floating in seawater.
Though I shouldnât have needed to, I wanted to confirm it anyways.
Somethingâs been strange for a while now.
When I reached my hand out towards the sun, an image popped up inside my head that seemed like someone elseâs life. It was the entire life of a man that didnât live here.
There was nothing prominent about it, but it still seemed enjoyable. It could be written off as a dream or illusion, but it felt vivid and strangely real.
Though I saw into that manâs entire life, I donât remember his name.
I held my head against both of my hands.
It was such a vivid memory I saw and yet, why canât I recall his name?
I feel like I had instantly recalled the experiences of someone beyond my age of five.
I sat down, unable to understand what was going on. I feel like my current memories and those memories I recalled are blending together into a mix.
I looked up at the sky behind the fence.
ââŚWhatâŚwhat happened to me?â
Even I donât know who that question was directed towards.
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Since the sun was setting, I returned home.
I was reluctant to return, and I remembered that I had come to this bank to run away, but I wanted to get back before it turned to night.
I braced myself as I returned home, and my father was waiting there.
He stood there in front of the entrance, waiting with a daunting pose.
âYou stupid son!â
He hit me on the head with his large fist, and I opened the front door while holding back my tears.
Then there was my mother.
âYouâve finally returned. Why did you run away on the day the wife finally came?â
My father, âBarcus,â is a feudal lordââa baron.
Not long ago, an image about nobles had suddenly popped up, one where they wore neat clothes, and left more of a stingy impression. However, in that image, they were fat, whereas my father was a muscular giant that had grown out his facial hair. His attire was a shirt, tan pants, and boots, which didnât quite look noble-like.
My mother was a mistress named âLuceâââa woman of a knight family that serves the Baltfault household.
She didnât wear a dress, but clothes that would be worn by a town or village girl.
The âwifeâ that my mother was talking about was my fatherâs legal wife.
âIâm, IâmâŚsorry.â
Perhaps sensing that the aura around me was different from usual, my parents held complicated expressions as they led me to where I was stayingââwhich was not a mansion, but a storehouse.
Thereupon, a woman wearing a dress was watching from the open front door.
There were cold gazes sent towards me, as I wasnât supposed to leave the residence.
With figures in dresses embroidered with jewelry, the eldest son, âLutart,â and the eldest daughter, âMerce,â were holding themselves back.
Only those two are the wifeâsââthe legal wifeâs legitimate children.
Behind them stood tall and neat-looking men wearing suits. Having long ears, they were male elves that were sneering at us.
âGood grief, this uneducated child is no different from a beast.â
This woman, who was partially closing her eyes and had hair gathered together, gave off the exact image of a noble girl. My brother and sister were wearing valuable clothes, unlike me.
My mother apologizes, and my father takes me the the storehouse.
My father held a face of perseverance until we got to the storehouse.
ââŚReflect on yourself in the storehouse. Youâll get to eat afterwards.â
When I nodded to what he said, there turned out to already be a guest in the storehouse.
The second son, âNicks.â
He was my older brother who wore clothing like mine, and was reading a book under the light of a lantern. My father and I looked at him with surprise.
âYouâre stupid as well. Just bear with it and those people will leave.â
When my father saw my brother turn his sight back to the book, he hit him on the head.
âNicks, help Leon with studying.â
My brother made a face that seemed as if he was strongly opposed to that, but he made some room on the desk.
Once I sat down, he gave me a warning.
âIf you fall asleep, Iâll hit you.â
Seeing that I nodded, my father left to return to the residence.
Now that it was just the two of us, my brother hands me a book to read.
I opened the book, which had been read so many times that it was getting tattered and had scribbles here or there.
I was inside the warehouse.
While warding away the bugs that were gathering around the light, I read.
I had this somewhat strange feeling.
My head was filled with this language that I didnât recognize. Itâs obvious that this language is different from whatâs written in this book I have. Actually, I feel like that language is easier.
As I was worried about such things, it seemed that my brother thought that I stumbled upon words that I had trouble reading.
âThink through it yourself for a bit. If you really donât know, then I tell you what it is.â
Time quietly passed.
The persistent and annoying bugs were gathering around the light.
âââHey, brother?â
My brother was slightly surprised that I had spoken.
âBrother? Didnât you call me bro in the morning?â(TLN: MC was using Aniki, Nicks notes that MC was using Nii-san in the morning.)
I tried to correct myself in a hurry, but my brother seemed to have seen through me.
âAre you at that period where you try to act older? Well, it doesnât particularly matter to me. Leaving that aside, is there anything you donât understand.â
I shook my head.
What I was more curious about was our treatment.
I wasnât bothered by it until now, but doubts were currently popping up one by one.
I get that the eldest son is treasured, but how come weâre the only ones driven away to a storehouse? There are older and younger sisters besides us.
Yet, those sisters arenât in the storehouse, even though theyâre illegitimate children like us.
âWhy are we the only ones in the storehouse?â
My brother muttered to himself, saying âThey said to me that it was only going to be until yesterdayâŚâ then he set aside his book and stared up at the ceiling.
âItâs because the wife hates us.â
âItâs because weâre the children of our mother?â
My brother put his hands behind his head, and leaned his back against the chair.
âDo you think that thereâs any other reason than that? Even though theyâre daughters of a mistress, it seems sheâs hesitant on sending the girls to the storehouse, but this is how us boys get treated.â
From there, my brother explained the situation of the household in an uninterested manner.
Rather than talking to me about it, it seemed more like he was complaining about it to me, the youngest brother of three.
It seems that my brother, whoâs seven years old, had a lot to complain about.
The Baltfault family is a household that holds a floating island as its territory.
However, it was previously a knight household that had been classified as a semi-baron one. Not genuine nobles, but more or less in a feudal lord social standing.
It seemed that they were a family that lived relatively peacefully for a knight household.
As months and years passed by, they had realized that they turned out to become a household with warriors for subordinates. Knights showed up, wanting to serve them, causing the scale of their situation to get bigger.
As their territory progressed, the fields and need for work increasedââand that meant the population they needed to support increased. The scope of their territory had caused them to barely reach the scope of a baron family.
âŚSo thatâs how things got to here.
Investigators from the âHolfault Kingdomâ come to our territory.
It seems that this is something from the time of my grandfather, but it seems that investigators had come before to judge if the scope of our territory was worthy of being for a baron family. Then they proceeded to talk about the process for ascending in noble rank, but my grandfather brushed over it in a rush, it seems. Anyways, becoming barons wasnât something intentional.
There, some knowledge from recalled memories rushed to my head.
Shouldnât ascending in rank be something worth enjoying? Furthermore, is it really that simple to decide on it based on territory scale? For something like rising in status, isnât it necessary for more achievements, like military feats or something, to be accomplished? Those were the questions I had.
âIs it bad to ascend in rank?â
It seems my brother doesnât know this, but I could sense that fatherâs not happy from his expression.
âThere were complaints about how troubled it would given its short notice, and how some wanted to be a baron household through contributions appropriate for them to become one. Thatâs the reason why we donât have much money.â
The kingdom wants earnings that match our family status.
One piece from the recalled memories comes to mind.
A household that was barely at the scope of being a noble family, and a noble household with a lot of leeway.
The household with leeway has no issues, but the household that doesnât has a hard time making contributions. So, despite our scope of territory being enough for a baron household, it seems weâre called a silent kinda-baron family.
Anyways, we became a baron household that are feudal lords of the countryside in an isolated island.
Wanting to behave in a way befitting of his familyâs status, father married a woman with a high status.
However, the woman he calls his wife is normally not in this territory.
The eldest son and eldest daughter also only come here occasionally.
ââŚFathââDad and his wife are married, right? Why is she not usually here?â
âThatâs normal for women in baron households and above. Pretty unlikable. If I get a wife, then I absolutely want one thatâs a semi-baron or lower. Well, a high status woman would think nothing of us anyways.â
âThatâs normal?â
âYou too should start studying at once. If not, you wonât get married in the future, even when youâre twenty years old. If you canât get married while in the academy, youâre likely going to be a leftover-husband of a woman past her prime. Thatâs not good, right?â
âŚI could not hide my surprise.
There are a lot of things I want to ask, like about the academy and such, butâŚabove all I want to ask about that word, leftover-husband. Isnât it usually women that have to get married by a set age?
âH, hey, bro?â
âItâs fine if you call me brother. Anyways, what is it?â
ââŚMen are usually the center of the household, right? Or rather, what do you mean by being forced to get with an older woman?â
My brother tilted his head.
âItâs just like I said. There are woman who arenât married, had their man run away from them, or otherwise donât have a husband. They get a lover in name only so that they donât lose face. So, there are lots of old women and women past their prime that would take in youthful men as a leftover-husband.â
My brother answered my question in an awfully firm manner.
âItâs usually men that are in the upper position, right?â
From my recalled knowledge, I vaguely remember that men usually were the ones in charge for these kinds of situations. However, it seems thatâs not the case.
âIf you look at dad, youâll know that the women are the ones in charge. Youâll also know that he canât oppose that jerââhis wife.â
Seeing how he corrected himself by saying âwifeâ instead of âjerkâ, it seems that my brother thinks of her as unpleasant.
I had gone and heard something outrageous.
âSomethingâs strange about you today.â
I made a bitter smile towards my brotherâs suspicions while turning my line of sight back to the book, I was oddly sweating though.
How strangeâŚthis world is strange.
Due to this strange knowledge I got, I feel a sense of discomfort.
I read my book in silence for a while. Then I recall the words of my brother.
These recalled memories, wherever they came from, left a very strong impression.
âAcademyâŚHolfault Kingdom? Then thereâs the wifeâs servants, which were elves? Huh? Could it beâŚ?â
As I was muttering to myself, my brother made a complaint about the noise.
âWhat happened?â
âU, um, those suited guys. Those elves were lovers of the wife, right?â
My brother had a look of indifference, but was shocked.
âDonât ask something like that. Look, just study.â
Those elves, which are part of a sub-race, are the wifeâs lovers, or more accurately, close servants that attend to herâŚI understand that. Or rather, I remember about this very clearly.
I slumped over on my desk.
ââŚThis is the world of that otome game.â
The cloudy memories gradually became clearer.
As that happened, I had realized that this terribly frivolous setting was of that otome game.
My brother slapped me on the head.
âDonât fall asleep! Whatâs seriously going on with you today? Did you hit your head?â
I lifted my head and looked at my brother.
I raised a stiff smile, causing my brother to back away a little in surprise.
âW, what is it?â
ââŚBrother, this world is outrageous, isnât it?â
ââŚA, ah, it is.â
My brother, troubled in his answer, turned his sight back to his book, as if wanting to escape from me.
I never that I would experience being reincarnated into another world.
Furthermore, a world of swords and magicâŚbut I didnât hear about this otome game world being one where women are placed above men, or something like that.
I held my head against both of my hands.
âThis is the wooooorst!â
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My brother made a complaint to me, who had gone and shouted.
âWhat is with you! Someone shut this guy up!â
I, Leon Fou Baltfault, am a former Japanese man who reincarnated into the world of an otome game.
âŚI wanted to reincarnate in a more normal world.
It would have been better than an otome gameâŚgive me a break.