The World of Otome Games is Tough For Mobs

How are you, ladies and gentlemen?

I - Marquis Lion Fou Bartofalto - am still desperately alive today.

He is currently expelled from the Kingdom of Horfat in the name of short-term studies and attends foreign schools.

Foreign countries are strange.

Something tells me the air smells different.

More than that, I cannot allow a kingdom that expels the hero who saved the country in the name of studying abroad and treats him like he's single when he has a fiancée.

While I think I'll keep rebelling against you, I still think it's because defeating the kingdom is a hassle afterwards.

Your kindness, your loyalty, and your innocence are in the form of coming here and pulling your legs.

Destroying a country isn't all that I'm thinking about, like, building a new country or it's troublesome.

If we fight the kingdom, we can't stand the fact that a large number of people are going to bleed.

Please don't go wrong over there.

Now, after a long escape from reality, let's recheck the situation.

"Both of you, don't argue for me!

I was mouthing a dialogue that sounded stale when Marie said it.

Ahead, two men are facing each other and trying to pull out a pistol in the holster they raised on their hips.

The two of them dressed like gunmen from western plays are students who are the locals ahead of us studying for a short time.

"Paul, you were a good friend. But I'm not giving Marie away."

"Don't feel comfortable, Kevin. But I'm the one who wins. I'll take you down and I'll take Marie."

Early shooting for Marie - a revolver-style pistol, and I was stunned by the two dueling.

A luxion floating around his right shoulder was making him wonder.

'How did this happen?

"Look, even though I don't understand the language over here, I got in trouble because Marie was responding with Nori"

You don't know what they're talking about, Jesus! Or so I said. Marie is bad.

The two men in front of me declared that I was Marie's boyfriend.

I wish I could question Marie for making a mistake here, but it's a world of maiden gay even if it rots.

They don't imitate blaming women.

The bad thing is the other guy!

So let's duel!

- I just want Luxion to find out what kind of thought circuit you're in.

"Stop us both! It's a mistake! I 'm-"

Paul was smiling at Marie.

Paul was handsome, characterised by a missouri.

"Don't cry, Marie - this is our problem"

And equally handsome Kevin calls out to cool.

"It'll be over soon. Let's have our wedding in front of Paul's grave."

If he thought it was a cool character, he was just a stupid character.

You're having a wedding at the cemetery?

Don't priestly people get angry?

Or I don't think you can bury your friend for Marie.

"Master, don't you solve the misunderstanding?

"I think Marie's bad, though."

Marie, crying, leans on me.

"No, no, no! No, no, no!

Seeing Marie crying for real, I hand-signed Luxion.

Ruxion expands his shield, moving the first vertically and showing him how to snort.

- Between the two of us across the street.

"Powolhu!"

"Kevin!"

The moment I threw the coin and fell to the ground, the two of them reached into the holster and pulled out their guns.

When you hear the gunshots overlap - the two of you are flat.

Either of them should fall.

That's what I thought, but neither of them showed signs of falling unharmed.

"Damn, damn it!

If Paul pulls the trigger and shoots again and again, Kevin moves quickly and hides in the shadows.

When Paul ran out of ammo, he showed his face and shot back - the battle was going on.

I'm surprised they're good at handling guns with each other or don't hit each other.

The invisible wall between them - unfolding a shield, so the bullet never reaches them.

The two men, who shot up all the bullets they had, collapsed from their knees.

"Duh, what do you mean?"

I also gave it to you - no, Paul was looking at his own hand.

The same goes for your idiot Kevin.

And the two looked up at each other - they laughed small as they exchanged their gazes.

"What's going to happen?

'Is melee next?

Contrary to Luxion's prediction that they would still fight, the two embraced each other's close shoulders when they laughed at each other.

"It's a draw. This is all I can shoot and I can't hit. I hear the goddess of victory gave us a draw."

"Paul, you don't understand. Our goddess-- you're Marie."

When the floating dialogue of teeth comes out one after the other, the senses are already insane.

It's a country that talks like this on a daily basis, so I've stopped caring too.

Marie is relieved.

"Good. I'm glad one of you didn't die. Ooh!

Marie reassures me that I'm glad people didn't die because of me, but no mistake has been resolved.

Tell Marie as they thumb up.

"Marie is the goddess of both of us."

"Oh, the three of us - together everywhere."

No, we're international students, and we're going home?

Besides, Marie has five other bastards - oh, six? But when you put Kyle in, there's seven of you?

- Anyway, the title of goddess of victory over this guy is an unworthy woman.

"Oh, you know what? Both of you, I have lovers..."

Marier, including excuses, but Luxion turned his gaze in a different direction.

"Next customer, master."

"Wow, there's a lot of them"

Rifles, shotguns, and bazookas - men with various firearms came.

Their purpose was Marie.

Marie, I'm here to pick you up.

"I'll hive all those misguided bastards there!

"You guys, Marie is my girlfriend. If you're gonna get your hands on it, I'm gonna blow it."

- These guys seemed to make a mistake, too.

Marie moved her neck, looked at me, pulled her cheeks and laughed.

"Ah, brother - help me"

I shake my head to the side.

"So I told you to be more cautious in your reply"

"I wouldn't expect you to confess all of a sudden! As soon as we met, I can't believe I mistook you for confessing and getting an ok - I wonder if I can predict!

Marie has a good point, too.

But there's not much I can do.

"Good luck."

Backing up, Marie was crying with her hands and knees poked on the ground.

"Help me, come on!

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- Kingdom of Horfart.

Ange and Libya, who were in the girls' dorm at the school and had an email from Lyon printed as a letter, had their faces turned bright red.

My hand holding the letter is shaking.

"Yes, what the hell is this all about?

The reason Ange is trembling is because the letter says a lot of teethy texts like my goddess does, my love, etc.

Libya is red to her ears.

"Mr. Lion, what's wrong with you?

To the two who seemed happy, Claire thought about making points for Lion.

(Chance! Now I'll try to undo my mistakes)

Craire, who has made Aaron Aaron Aaron Aaron, must at all costs make Rion acknowledge his accomplishments.

I'm sure he'll be pissed off, so he needs to cover it somewhere.

"I'm sure the master has grown. Didn't you have a lot going on at your place of study?

"- Growth? Various?

Libya heard it, put her neck up, and put her hand on her mouth and squealed.

"Maybe, Mr. Lyon - get a woman on the ground again?

While Ange folded the letter beautifully, she changed the face that had illuminated her earlier and turned it into a true face.

- I'm afraid of my eyes.

"- So much so that I told you to say it first, but I didn't think you'd try to delude me with words"

'Huh?'

Contrary to Claire's expectations, the two prepare an e-mail of protest against Lion.

"Ange, let's be tough here."

"Right. Claire, I need you to send me a response right away."

"- What? Why does that happen?

Claire made even more mistakes coming here.