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Reincarnated as the Villainess's attendant

Kuro Aku was a high-schooler who one day bought a game because he liked one of the characters on the cover. To his great surprise, that game turned out to be an otome game and the character he liked was the villainess who was destined for a bad end! He was desperately playing through the game in search of some sort of way to save the villainess but he died in an accident before he could achieve that, and got reincarnated into the world of that very game by a selfish being who began calling him its toy! In a different world, before the proper game started, and as a side character who doesn't even have a name fueled by a firm conviction to save the tragic villainess, he won't stop at anything to ensure her happiness! Is saving the villainess even possible? And what does being a toy of the mysterious being even means? Read now to find the answer! Former title: Reincarnated into an otome game and becoming the attendant of the villainess - For my master, I'm ready to even kill the heroine ********** *************** The story cover is made by an amazing @YumenoKiseki - thank you so much once again for such lovely art! *************** ********** New discord account: Sound_Hammer#0850

Sound_Hammer · Fantasy
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812 Chs

Chapter 123 - Tournament arc (part 25)

"Bitch."

Miriette rolled on her back and made a vulgar gesture with her fingers towards the door that closed behind Ehmi.

"Oof... I knew you didn't like her but..."

"But what?"

Burushi took a deep breath and muttered – but if she didn't want to actually get Miriete's attention, her volume was not low enough.

"I... well, you see - I don't feel comfortable with taking sides in this conflict if that's okay...? I kind of like both of you so..."

The blond-haired girl flinched and mumbled with her head down doing her best to not make accidental eye contact with the angry dark-haired girl while trying to diffuse the situation even a little bit.

"..."

But once again, despite Burushi's worries, Miriette showed a surprising amount of self restrain and did not pursue the subject, only sighing with annoyance and looking up at the ceiling.