Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I’m Too Busy Mastering Magic!

I woke up properly.

Hit the turnaround in the warm bed that was lying down.

Warcraft Crusade, Tarot Magic Discovery. After a very busy day, it was only a few hours ago that I got the three people who witnessed Tarot to take a vow of silence before getting to the floor.

Connie is sleeping in the simple bed beside me, and then Brother Ville as a sidekick, and Brother Orlis, who turned down one room and made it into a room with Brother Ville.

I closed my eyes and thought as I listened to the owl squeal far away.

There must be a lot to think about. Something I have to do.

... but don't calm down.

He softly rose to keep Connie awake, weaving only his gown over Negrije and quietly out onto the balcony.

A cold night breeze just in the early winter cools my skin over my clothes.

The way this country's calendar progresses and the seasons are almost the same as in previous life. It is normal for the moon to be cold if it is placed in double digits, and for the cold to become more severe when it grows older.

Pretending and trembling, I thought this was just the right place to chill my head, and I brought it to the balcony railing.

"Gabriella's probably a reincarnator.... and I'm a reincarnator too"

Somehow, I groaned pompously.

Senior! It's an epidemic rebirth! Just the opening, so look at it!!... Really, just for 30 seconds. '

Only the bright, but somewhere desperate, voice of a previous junior reflexes in his brain.

Recommended game for juniors.

"A golden rose, or... If I'd played, I'd have known a lot more."

I shrug like that and put my thoughts in the past.

If it is recommended, the general product has been scratched. Especially when I was a student, I loaded it in cartoons, games and comics if I was pushed, and I liked novels. A magic novel seemed like a great way to get in.

But now that I think about it, I didn't enjoy that at the time when I was extremes of company animals. Sometimes it's because I was immersed in occult hobbies, but I guess that was more of a reality escape than a hobby if I stuck it up and thought about it too.

… This is something that finally occurred to me when I realized that today's Ollis brothers cried, my different occult hobbies, and the environment that sucked from the side.

It wasn't enough to just fall for the funny work anymore.

I thought I was fine, but in deep psychology, you really wanted to get out of that company, that pain, that world. The horizon narrowed and the company became everything.

So no matter how much my dear junior pushed me, the act of just peeking into the world of the game...... I wasn't interested in the act of "playing" the game.

Knowledge (...) was needed, not a story (...), in order to truly feel the other world beside us.

Magic, life, monsters, occults, whatever was good. I wanted to gain knowledge and feel like a real otherworld even then alone. That's why I've been reading all these occult knowledge books.

"Ahhh... think again, I'm in a bad state no matter what you think, I feel like I really appreciate it. You were so worried..."

I accidentally put a gong on my head on the railing and the item drips. It hurt because I gained a little too much momentum, so I wept my eyes.

Maybe he was trying so hard to get me to play the game not just to catch my breath, but to catch my "heart" that was moving away from the floating world.

And yet, as long as I'm sorry, I really came this way after Pockley died without even being able to thank you. I hope you didn't cry...... no, you would have. I would have cried without Connie today. I did something pathetic.

"Alice......?

When I looked up surprised at the young voice that sounded in the dark, there were two golden colors floating on the balcony in the next room.

When I punched my eyes, it reflected the light of the moon, my brother Onyx's golden eyes.