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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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Chapter 151 - Perserios territory - part 3 - The plan that was thirty years in the making (part 5)

Zoemi, Miriette, Burushi, and Devios traversed the empty hallways once again with the blue-haired boy leading the way.

The blond-haired girl was being updated on the situation and certainly didn't like what the other three has told her.

The young heir of the Perserios family was having more and more trouble with controlling himself – he kept glancing through the windows and into each hallway they passed expecting, or rather hoping, to see anyone from the servants or the troops that should always stay behind.

But alas, the silence broke only by the sound of the four people's footsteps confirmed that there really was no one in the castle anymore.

At least not in the part that they were walking through.

"How many people are in the briefing room?"

In the end, Devios couldn't stop himself and asked glancing over at the black-haired boy and the helmet-wearing girl.

"Around fifteen, give or take a few."