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

When will I be able to share your "translated" part?

I get shot through a straight line of sight.

"Neither in my past, nor does it seem as if I am obsessed with my dangers. It's usually more frightening. Then you must be a translator, too.

I wasn't expecting that story from Mr. Abel right now. I was in a hurry.

─ As a matter of fact, do you know that you are a lass boss trying to destroy the world if you leave it alone?

- Or do you think he's actually an arrasser for a limited-livestock who's been dead once?

Hmm. It's hard to say both in many ways.

I did not want to say much to Mr Abel, even though I could not put it well into words, especially with regard to the Las Boss relationship.

For whatever reason, I also approached Mr Abel at first because I thought he was dangerous.

Yes, the main motive for my approaching Mr. Abel was "I want to prevent Mr. Abel from lashing out of solitude".

But it's, if he finds out, "Is that why you approached me to be flexible?" or "You thought I was dangerous," information that would make me sad.

Besides, it's something I'd rather be friends with now than that first motive, purely as a co-researcher... so to be honest, there's backwardness.

The reason I am not frightened by Mr. Abel's spectacular past is, in short, because I knew from the beginning that there would be such a thing.

So it's hard to say.

─ ─ The harder I find it to say, the more I was afraid to break up my current relationship.

Me and Mr. Abel.

I like witchcraft and warcraft, and I sneak up on that stuff with them, and they tease and tease me about it, and they follow the delicious stuff together...

I didn't want to make a statement breaking my favorite relationship like that.

... Well, I'm not sure why I don't want to say I'm an Alasser.

I've been perplexing about being a reincarnator for the good of people believing in me.

Yet somehow, I have the feeling that I'm afraid to tell Mr. Abel that, or that I'm embarrassed.

Yeah. While I know it shouldn't be.

"If it bothers you that much, I won't force you now."

Mr. Abel breathed like that.

"So, I guess you wanted to ask me something"

Quietly gazed at. My eyes looked at me with nothing to block, not wearing a monocle.

"Yes.... but that"

"Let me just say one thing before that"

Even though Mr. Abel has taken an interest in me up to this point, I felt it was different to keep everything quiet for protection.

There are a lot of "my" translations. That's everything from the truthful to the undeserved.... Once upon a time, I said, didn't I? "A Tarot user will appear soon. I was born to know about Tarot."

"Oh."

"The word had two meanings. One is the meaning of Abel asking if he is the" born knower. "The other one… means that I am one of those born to know"

Mr. Abel opened his eyes.

"Born, you know?

"Yes. I didn't tell you I had this knowledge. I knew it before I was born. I don't even know why I was born this way into this world."

"It's..."

In fact, I don't know why I reincarnated with my memory.

Golden Rose said Trinity System, a specification that allowed you to choose between three heroines.

That heroine... Gabriella, me, Lady Laurier.

Me and Gabriella are the only ones I remember of those three.

If we all have memories of our previous lives, we can still see why it's just me and Gabriella, which is a real mystery.

It's a mystery, so I thought there was nothing strange about having a reincarnator besides me and Gabriella.

"I thought Master Abel might be just like me. I didn't know about the hill incident, because I just knew there were circumstances at that level.... so assuming you know Tarot, we talked."

Say out what you can and lose a little shoulder strength.

Actually, I'm super older than you at Alasser, except for the somewhat hard story, I guess this passed on.

Mr. Abel opened his mouth with a little thought.

"You were saying." A Tarot user will soon appear, and he wants to do a Tarot study so that he can handle it. "

"Yes."

"I want to be able to deal with dangerous things when they are used."

What Mr Abel is trying to say is obvious.

"You've come to contact me after I suspected that I might be a dangerous user."

"... Yes"

I put it a little far-fetched, but yes.

I'm afraid of reactions and lean down.

But Mr. Abel laughed for some reason.

"Heh, heh, ha. Absolutely. They can't compete with blood."

"Master Abel?

I thought it was a disturbing development, but Mr. Abel is laughing strangely.