The World of Otome Games is Tough For Mobs

Air bike racing.

In the hangar of the airship, I had my own airbike in front of me.

In a racer-like suit, with a helmet, I'm having a conversation with Luxion, who's attached to an air bike.

'You can't because you don't want to piss off the back shield. Isn't it Angelica's fine surroundings? Is Mob in the right standing position?

From day to day I have been talking about myself as a mob, and Luxion comes to hate me.

"A little more of a background position is my preference. You shouldn't be afraid to surround the villain warrant lady. Better than that, huh?

On an air bike as if it were a water bike, Luxion was poking a cord stretched from the sphere body to modify it.

"I was wondering if it would be okay if it was about enough later. Apparently, you're being harassed. It was rigged to cause engine trouble. '

"Seriously. Could they hate me that much?

'I definitely don't think the whole school hates you. You two, who are getting along now, should take care of it. If you can't be seen as heterosexual, I'll be your friend.'

"... a friend."

I'm whispering, I think about those two.

The main character and the villain warrant lady who wouldn't even be friends if they were supposed to...... I thought the two of them couldn't get along because of the easier issues.

"I wish we could stay close. It's best not to have a wave."

'Is it also something that bothers you?

"Oh, there is. Those two are fundamentally..."

Talking that far, one senior in the third grade comes.

Short hair, tall, tough seniors look like they've been working out their bodies for a long time. The neck is thick anyway. He is one of the winning candidates.

"You represent Zilk."

"Oh, aren't you the head of the winning candidate? What can I do for you? I'm a little busy. Can't you come back later? There was trouble with the engine."

One of Senior Clarice's surroundings.

Third grade seniors don't even have a bitter look at my face. I was just making it normal.

"You knew? Then you didn't have to advise him. Still, it was the Scoop bastard who came out instead of the zirc.... That's complicated."

Scoop bastard. I guess that's what they call me because I fought in Scoop by mistake during a duel.

"You tell me"

With that said, the senior laughed a little self-derisively.

"... I'll apologize first. I have no grudges against you, but I'm serious about crushing the next race."

What a disciplined declaration of war!... Stop if you apologize. I hate pain.

"Even in nasty circumstances? Did Senior Clarice threaten you?

"- No!"

As soon as my senior got so high on my jokes, he apologized "bad".

And it was - it was about Senior Clarice - that you told me after you coughed up.

"My house is the last seat of the court aristocracy. Without the title, I wouldn't have picked it up myself."

The senior, a regular class student, is one of Senior Clarice's surroundings.

However, slightly different would be where I feel beneficent.

"The lady was so nice to me. When I found out I had an airbike talent, he supported me. Thanks to you, I'm going to be able to get a job working on this guy after graduation."

Seniors who put their hands gently on the air bike also looked sad, even though they seemed happy.

"... a kind man. It was our longing. The women around me are horrible, and I've heard the other ladies' surroundings say gutsy things... so many times I thought we were good for this guy."

When I keep my mouth shut, the seniors tell me about the past.

"The lady's house has an air bike racetrack. I had no trouble practicing there because I was free to use it. The Zilk guy went to the racetrack before he even decided to get engaged. The lady's got a mentor for him and an air bike for him. You have to support me with a very good face. That's what I regret. Glad to hear it...... Yet the Zilk bastard suddenly said his engagement was broken. If the lady tries to see you, she'll never see you again, and if she does, she'll lose her engagement."

That can't help being angry.

Zirc should be bogged down. I'll forgive you. I did it, seniors!

"Then won't you forgive me?

"I'm sorry. I don't hate you in the mood, but I absolutely do.... We will definitely pass this order. Whatever... in exchange for life"

Strong determination.

This is all I admired, so Senior Clarice is also highly desirable.

Seniors tell me.

"... I heard about the infirmary. I know you can't, but I hope you don't take the lady badly. He's changed since the summer break. Let the slaves serve, play at night and go home in the morning. I wasn't used to be like that."

... Serve the slaves and go home in the morning? That's what a lot of girls do with our sister in the lead!

I wasn't too surprised because my senses were getting paralyzed.

It's the end of the line. Apparently, I'm getting caught up in this maiden gay world, too.

Normal, I thought for a moment.

"... sympathize. You think this one's out of hand?

Seniors were laughing.

"Can't you? Well, I guess you can't because you don't seem interested in these stories. That's all right. It's my stupidity."

Watching the seniors leave I sit back on the airbike seat and wear a helmet. The belt on the jaw of the helmet was securely fastened.

"I fully mastered the air bike"

"Right."

'... Master, are you aiming to win without thinking anything from listening to me now?

"Oh, it's a winning goal. I'm sorry, but I'm betting myself a lot of money."

When I said I was busy with the students who found out I was leaving instead of the zirc... this time they heard I was going to use the school prepared air bike and thought I was going to lose.

Compared to the players who made it to the finals, I'm clearly inferior.

... I mean, I'm a big hole.

'I don't think you need money or anything?

"You're an idiot. The people I think I'm gonna lose are gonna show me how sorry I am. I'm going to win for it. The bet is on. This one's a little different."

'That's a really good hobby. I feel sorry for you at the point where you use my power to compete, but I don't feel fine dust about it. A tough, graphic spirit is something I want to apprentice.'

Don't you hate this guy too much about me?

◇

When the race started, I ran over the sky on an air bike.

There are similarly ridden students around.

Some of them were eyeing me.

"Hey, I've been waiting for you. I'll pay you back what I owe you today."

Who, this guy?

Looks like a sophomore, but I don't recognize him at all. It's not an ordinary class, it's apparently an advanced class student.

I hit the air bike when I ignored it.

"Don't ignore me, you one-year cunt"

I laughed at him with my nose.

"There's no way I can ever remember a garbage guy like you, there's garbage chips. I'll give your name to the Duke's house, so name it. Look, name it!

While appealing to the Redgrave family to be close to them, I decided to be polite and ask them to step back.

A fox borrowing the authority of a tiger? What's that? It's a lot of fun.

The other guy hits his tongue and takes a distance from me.

I can see the course the airships were able to encircle in an attempt to get athletes to the starting point stretched with cloth.

It's a long course.

Obstacles were also installed everywhere.

'... you still have a bad mouth. I have no sympathy for the master.'

"I'm so serious, how can there be trouble? You're fucked."

'I deserve it. Actually, I suspect lately that it might be a noticeable trend. Look, it's a start.'

Looking forward, the referee shot the rifle into the sky.

When the air bike ran out of the way to signal it, I didn't get into the lead group either.

"You're surrounded by brilliance."

"Gaddem!"

"Aren't you Japanese in your last life?

"I just wanted to say"

The boys surrounding me kick in as they approach me.

"Fuck you, you outer road!

"Because of you, this one's a life of debt!

"Drop it. Whoa!

I wanted to say to this grudging voice that I was a misunderstanding.

"You'll deserve it all, but bye! You guys drop it!

Luxion was frightened as I was kicking back at a boy student who had kicked me too.

'... that's the conversation you deserve for a damn nostril. You can realise that disputes can only happen between people of the same level.'

Up, down, left, right... and prevented to the front, I endured intensive attacks from all around me.

"Ouch! Who, I just bumped into you!

◇

In the paid lounge, the students were gathered to support the race.

"Do it!

"Right there. More to choose from!

"Hey, it's not raw!

Incandescent support...... everything was caused by Lion earning the students Hate.

Ange presses her temples against a headache.

"... even stopping poorly builds dissatisfaction. Lion also said we should let him drain the gas in moderation, but this is on the boulder"

Libya is in tears.

"Mr. Lion is pathetic. Mr. Lyon, nothing bad...... eh"

Ange comforted Libya, who managed to shelter Lyon.

"Don't push it. There's something wrong with him, too, but you and I both know he's not the one to be told so far. Nevertheless, I didn't know Clarice's officials could not get close."

Clarice's surroundings, who tried to crush Lion.

But before those surroundings surrounded him, Lion was surrounded and bogged down by other boys.

Clarice came when Ange, who avoids fatal injuries but is angry to watch, is holding his hand.

"Oh? You didn't even have to get our hands on it. You really hate your surroundings."

Ange objected to Clarice, who thought it would surround Lion.

"Lion is not surrounded"

"Really? We're always together, so that's all I could see. And you're hopeless, too. They all betrayed us, didn't they? Didn't you have a problem with being betrayed?

Kerakera, to Clarice laughing, Libya interrupted the conversation.

"Oh, that's not true. Ange is not bad!

"- Libya"

Clarice was narrowing her eyes when Ange appeased a little to Libya like that.

"Don't interrupt our conversation, folk."

"... ah"

When Libya is said to be a civilian and butts in, now Ange tries to shelter him. Clarice had a dark grin when she saw it.

"Angelica's changed, too. Has everyone around you betrayed you and made you vulnerable? If you were an old man, you wouldn't even care about civilians. Could it have been a disappointment and turned into a civilian? You've been looking down on civilians so much, you're turning into something. I've been a traitor since the riots, but I don't rely on civilians for boulders."

Ange stares at Clarice, but immediately looks back and sees Libya. To Libya, where there are no words, Ange tries to solve the misunderstanding...

"... chi, no. Libya, I am."

Reaching out, Libya leaves the spot to wipe her tears.

"- Ah."

Ange tries to chase him, but his leg stops.

(... do you have the right to go after me?

It was who I was in the past to stop and think.

Life is completely different from that of Lyon when she is also a Duke's Warrant Lady. If we don't go out into the fields, we have to have opportunities to hang out with the people.

Such as what Ange thought of civilians...

"Ahhh, I got away with it. Your last friend is cold, too."

Ange stares at Clarice's words with blue muscles on her forehead.

"Shut up. Don't open your mouth in front of me if you don't want that face blown away"

"... you're finally back on track, Angelica. You're short tempered, aren't you? Still, I'm disappointed you don't have to take revenge."

To Clarice, who incites him, Angelica saw the surroundings and the exclusive slaves.

(All men. Right, did this guy get betrayed by a girl too)

Noticing that there were no women's surroundings, Angelica also incited Clarice.

"Tell me something great, are you out of touch with your friends yourself? You want me to get you a mirror?

"... you're really annoying. This wouldn't have happened if you had kept an eye on His Highness Julius!

A flat hand strikes Angelica's cheek.

The lounge, which had been incandescent until earlier, quieted at once.

As Clarice's surroundings rushed into arbitration, Angelica grabbed Clarice's chest barn and punched him in the cheek with her fist.

Keep pushing it down and take the mount position.

"Don't sound great! Let the men serve together, a slave dedicated to you? You're dumber than that! I guess they dumped me because you're like that! You pussycat!

Clarice grabs Angelica's hair.

"- You said, you horse!

The lounge became noisy.

◇

At the end of the race, the boys walk away from me in an attempt to improve their ranking.

"This stuff's good for you."

"If I mess this up, I can't run anymore."

"Bye, just mouth, bastard!

I grabbed the steering wheel and raised the throttle as I looked at the backs of both of the shitheads leaving, and the engine was shaking nicely.

My body is worn out and my helmet visor is cracked... but my heart is not broken.

I'm sorry to hear that, you piece of trash! Your cause of defeat is that you didn't stab me in the stops!

"Can we go?

'Anytime. But aren't you too hated that you can't get into a stop with all this obvious rough play?

"You should have let the referee hold the money."

'... that's a really shitty idea. I'm just wondering if the referee would be satisfied that the Master doesn't pile up even more money because I think the other students have already let him grip it. "

"Oh, I think so."

The boys who surrounded me until earlier when the speed increased were fighting over rank and making a difference.

Track them through like that.

Luccion's fully managed air bike is in great shape!

"Oh, my God!

I'll wave to the men who are going to regret it.

"Thank you for pulling your legs together. That's how you guys keep your legs pulled together for the rest of your lives!

And one after the other, as they pulled out the players, Senior Clarice's surroundings were running to monopolize the top line. The level is different from the surroundings and the momentum is likely to monopolize the top within the peers.

"You're fast on boulders"

"Can you catch up?

"Please joke... it won't take you a minute to outrun me"

When the engine started to move beyond its limits, it was just hard to stick to the air bike.

The control of the air bike is also carried out by Luxion. I was desperately clinging as the bike leaned into small pieces, sometimes big.

Master, your weight is moving very slowly.

"I'm putting too many changes in the chops!

Move your body to match the motorcycle and one after the other pull out the top players.

There was noise in the venue at the sight. The announcement is stunned, too. He's got his voice up.

"No way Bartofalto joined the winning contest here. Ah! Is this possible? What if it's an illegal alteration?

You don't like me winning that much?

"Right. Then... I'll beat you to it."

Show me your crying faces.

That's how I pulled out the third place player and the second came out in front of me.

"Let me go!

I'll say it with a laugh to the scraps that interrupt my course.

"Too bad! Let me go ~ Su!

He aligned himself with the movement of the air bike and had only three years of seniors in front of him when he pulled out the second place player in a tricky move for a long time.

As I tried to pull out of the outcourse, the senior went on a more linear course than doing something to me - a strength battle without wasting anything in front of the last goal.

I saw the smallworker as the type I hated from the beginning, but it still was.

- I'm sorry.

When a Luxion-managed air bike erupted fire from the muffler, the last speed was something that even I would be terrified of.

... When I'm feeling so fast that I don't want to race my air bike again, it was just my air bike that scored the goal first.

I was the one who won.

I slowed down and took off my helmet, and I smiled and waved toward the audience.

"Guys, I won ~! Sorry ~"

Audience - From the deck or lounge of the airship, objects are thrown.

"It's you again!

"Give me my penny back!

"This plague god!

I was waving as I was surrounded by such cheer. Your regrettable faces are the best reward for me.

"Master"

"What? I feel good right now, so leave me alone."

'No, it's really time for the limit'

"Huh?"

Looking back, there was white smoke blowing from the air bike. I thought my back was a little hot in the street. I felt like there was heat in the seats and the air bike itself.

"No!

As I jump off the air bike with Luxion in my hand, the senior running behind me picks me up.

... was an unexpectedly gentle senior.

"Thanks for your help."

To thank you, the seniors laughed like they were in trouble.

"It's nothing. It was a tough time during the duel. Thank you then. Well, I finally made a little money."

This senior, he was betting on me during a duel because of his hatred for Zilk.

◇

infirmary.

Awarded, I was coming to the Zilks with the prize money.

I see Marie's regrettable face as I show her the medal.

How good I feel.

It's been a long time since I've missed my sister.

"Look, I've won. You haven't forgotten your promise, Ji-lu-ku."

On my niggling face, Zilk is sighing tiny.

"... yeah, promises are promises. You can order anything. Well, I'm going to respond as best I can."

Wherever possible, it tells the story of this guy's belly blackness.

He says he won't do anything he can't.

What a shitty guy.

This is why you can't target Maiden Gae's attack.

Kyle, with his hands behind his head, talks to me with his mouth. This guy knows I'm the baron...

"So, what are you going to make me do? Are you going to make me even stand naked and upside down?

"Are you stupid or what? How much is this guy worth upside down? No, wait... it might be a good idea to expose yourself naked in front of the girls. It's going to be gold."

Then Marie pointed at me.

"That's it. I want the money! You moneymaker!"

"Look in the mirror! Because there's more money guardians out there than me!

"Or give me back my prize money!

Really glamorous. Thanks to Zilk for being in the winning race, the prize could have been half folded... but I decided to give the full amount to Marier.

"Oh, that's good. Take it."

"Ya, it's slightly less honest"

"I'm honest."

Giving her 100,000 dia of the prize money, Marie jumped. But he was concerned about the gold coin I had - the white gold coin. Let white gold coins play on your hands to show off deliberately.

"Well, that's..."

"Oh, make a lot of money on today's bet. I bet myself it was a big hole, so I made a lot of money."

Seeing the white gold coins and later the things converted into gold and silver coins, Marier was quaking. I thought this money-keeper would definitely flatter me with this, but it's a big win.

A hundred thousand dia and other sums of sum were in my hands.

"Him, you coward. Such cowardice! You can't bet on yourself!

"No problem ~. You guys are sophisticated and satisfied with that amount."

When I showed her that there was nothing painful or itchy about 100,000 Dia, Marie was really looking to regret it. This guy, he's really easy to understand.

Staring at Marie, who was angry, Zilk stood up.

He seems to be fine if he is injured.

"Okay. I don't mind if that clears your mind."

I don't care. I took my gaze off Marie and turned back to Zilk.

"Dumb. Ange and Libya would be pissed off if they did that. A more realistic and possible range of orders...... no, please"

I'm going to look at it like Zilk doubted me a little. Don't you have that much credit?

"Please?

◇

Airship lounge.

I rented it out, so there were only people involved on this occasion.

Zilk, wearing a sick coat, had bandages wrapped around his head and arms.

It is Senior Clarice who precedes such a zirc.

What I asked for...

"I'm really sorry about this."

... is an apology to Senior Clarice.

For this reason, he also made his second daughter, who was in the lounge, apologize. That's it, that's it. That's it.

Senior Clarice is in tears.

"Now... now... it's too late! I've been waiting! You know, I thought you could do something that wasn't all in one letter!

Furious senior Clarice.

I take it for granted. Zilk better reflect more.

"I thought it would be rude to see you. I couldn't meet you because I loved other women. I don't want to lie... I didn't want to lie in front of you"

Senior Clarice was in for a snappy flat-handed stroke on Zilk as he stepped in.

A good sound echoes in the lounge.

Do more! I did it, Senior Clarice!

... Zilk doesn't do anything back. It just seems like I'm going to accept everything. That cleanliness should be shown in a different setting.

"What a lie! Such a woman made me... you wanted me so bad until you dumped me? How could she be that woman!

"... I don't even know for myself. But I loved her. So I hesitated to see you."

The handsome guy sounds like a beautiful excuse too.

Would you say I didn't want to see you because I'd be scared? No, I wouldn't cheat on you in the first place. You know, cheating in this world of maiden gay... because we can hunt down guys until they're worn out. On the contrary, if you're a woman, meh! That's fine, though.

... I knew this world was unreasonable.

"Is that how you mislead me again? Zilk, you always do! You never told me the truth like that! Is that still how you pretend to apologize and run away?

"... this is how I honestly feel. I'm not in a position to see you. I will hurt you if I see you. Then I wanted you to remember me as a memory."

This is an offensive target called Zilk, but the trouble is' basically not telling others what you think '. I just always nick and don't talk about what I like or dislike.

That's how he escapes the nasty things, so he's a real hassle. In the game it was for His Royal Highness Julius or something like that for a reason...... apologize to your ex-fiancée or something!

Senior Clarice's surroundings were trying to hold a weapon in their hands.

You think it's bad for boulders, and I'm in between...

"... that's enough"

"Lady?"

Three years old was worried about Senior Clarice. Senior Clarice herself was wiping tears.

I care more about my scratchy face than my tears. Why are they all scratched?

"It's not worth it for you to get your hands dirty. I don't get involved with guys like this anymore. From now on, it's someone else. Stay out of this again."

I've been selling fights and it's an awesome saying, but Zilk was bowing his head.

"I'm sorry. And thanks...... Clarice"

Senior Clarice is leaning down and tearing his back teeth.

"Don't call me away! I don't even want to see your face anymore!

The zilk being kicked out left the lounge in the right position...... oh, that? Am I the only one left?

When I was freaked out by the atmosphere in the room, a senior called out.

"... I'm sorry. annoyed."

"Yes, no"

Senior Clarice is sitting in a chair brought to her by her surroundings and weeping.

... Me, I want to go home now.

"I'm going home, too. I don't deserve this place."

"No, just give me a minute"

When they said that and surrounded by the boys, they all bowed their heads.

"Se, seniors!?"

"He didn't come when we called him in. To you - I am grateful to the Baron. Sorry for all your disrespect!

"I'm sorry!

Confused by an apology from the men together, subracial slaves watched the sight a little further away.

There is no such thing as loyalty to them. All I have is a contract.

"I don't mind if you hit me if you're unhappy. You may leave. It's just that your daughter has nothing to do with this."

"You think that's gonna work?

If I put it mean, the seniors laughed small.

"If you can't, I'll take responsibility. You're on your own."

Take responsibility for your own lives, huh? I'm really afraid I'm going to do it.... as long as I envy having a husband who can dedicate his loyalty so far.

When I heard that, Senior Clarice stood up.

"Wait! You think I'm gonna let that happen!... I'm responsible for everything. You obeyed my orders. That's all."

"But lady!

On the spot where we were fighting over who was to take responsibility, I said it like it was frightening.

"Can you stop the troublesome little play? And I don't like it because pursuing responsibility can be a hassle."

Then the seniors look at me.

"Oh, you... right. Will you forgive me?"

Pushing Senior Clarice? The zirc bastard is bad in the first place. It's a problem that he would have solved beforehand if he'd let it distract him.

A really troublesome guy.

"... Senior Clarice, please get back to work. How many stars are there?"

Senior Clarice leaned over to my dialogue and laughed powerlessly.

"You're twisted, but you're kind."

Luxion, who was listening to that dialogue, said, 'This one is making a mistake. The master said not twisted but twisted and bent -' and so on, so I changed my hair and appeared to illuminate.

"... I know how you feel, I won't say anything. I'd appreciate it if you'd stop bothering me."

"I will. It's... it's a long way too late. I'm already dirty."

Behind Senior Clarice, who grins sadly, I saw one of the dedicated slaves laughing meaningfully. It's a laugh like we beat each other.

"Don't worry. A good woman doesn't care about that much dirt. Well, we should do something about the number of dedicated slaves."

When I look back, each of the subraces of the dedicated slaves gets a wolfed look. For them, Senior Clarice must have been a good husband.

I also say it's convenient.

"You have a good mouth. Is that how you got into Angelica?

"I'm an honest man, so I won't throw up."

My senior said it was "absolutely a lie" or something, but I ignored it.

Senior Clarice nods small.

"Right. I'll try again. I'm tired of living like this already... what is it? I knew you wouldn't turn around no matter what I did... I wonder what I was doing"

Zilk is also a sinful man. I threw everything away for Marie even though it was all supposed to be.

... Really, there's no such thing as a reincarnator. Mass production of misfortune to achieve reverse harem.

Serious, sweet woman lets a guy samurai and play around... because she wants the guy she dumped to turn around... how come I don't have a girl like this around!

They even made me imitate it like a zirc ass wipe to give it to you...... regret it!

If it's true, I won't get involved. But it's good. However, Zilk is the man to be attacked. I wanted to avoid any extra hassle caused by this. I baked you a favor for yourself.

Senior Clarice started crying again, so I tried to leave because I was done. I'm the one who wants to cry. Today's hard work doesn't gain anything from marriage. The only accomplishment of the sports festival is the large sums of money that the houses you make on the bet are likely to build.

Then...

"Mr. Lion. I have to apologize to you, Angelica, and to that privileged student."

◇

The deck of a cruise ship.

I found Libya sitting in the corner there, and I approached her and spoke.

"... you're depressed"

Libya, with her face up, was crying.

"Mr. Lion, I... I don't know what to do anymore"

Sit next to Libya, who says with a painful smile. He also went to Ange's place, where he had a wound on his face, but he asked me to go to Libya. They made me look so lonely.

"You're not good at comforting me. If that's still good, I'm comforted, though?

He shook his head to the side, so I said, "Oh, my God."

"Mr. Lion. I... Were you able to be friends with Angelica? Do you think you could have been?

Were we friends, or could we be friends from now on? I was worried about how I should answer that question. To be honest, I expected this to happen.

"Which is better if it's a sweet lie or a bitter truth?

"... with bitter truth, please"

I'd love to run for a sweet lie, but this kid's strong. The boulder is the protagonist...... no, the boulder is Libya, right? Well, I thought they'd say that.

"It was just fine. I had a sweet, warm drink for you. I've made it just as sweet to hear the bitter truth."

"Mr. Lyon is a really strange man."

He had a grin that seemed complicated. Well, because you're a person with a previous life.

Give me a drink and I'll tell you the bitter truth when Libya drinks it.

"From the answer, it's unlimited. Life and environment are too different in the first place to have anything in common. I think it's been going too well so far. I don't care if a peasant with a hammer tells you to shake your sword tomorrow, right? That's what I'm saying."

Differences in the home environment, or differences in living standards... In the first place, if there were rich and poor people, I can't have the same values for both.

There will be exceptions, but still the majority won't work.

Libya weeps.

"I'm glad I finally had a same-sex friend at school, but I still can't seem to... it annoys me when I'm on Ange's side"

I lent my jacket to Libya, who was crying, and sat right next to me.

An attentive dialogue?

Expecting me is wrong. That's... His Highness Julius's job.