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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

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Chapter 127.5 - A sneak peek into the academy life

A group of youngsters wearing the Aspakeony Academy uniforms all with the closed flower bud badges on their chests was gathered in one of the dormitory rooms.

"Master definitely thinks that we are plotting against him."

A scrawny brown-haired boy with three iron earrings in his right ear sighed, leaning on into the backrest of the chair he was occupying.

"Yes... unfortunately... He always tends to overthink things, doesn't he?"

Another brown-haired boy, this one quite very tall for his apparent age and with a round birthmark on his neck, sitting on the floor with his back against a bed nodded and shrugged his shoulders – which gained him a nod of approval of the fourteen others.

With a group that large, the room most definitely felt cramped, but no one voiced any complaints about it.

"To tell the truth, we have done a lot of things behind his back..."

A black-haired boy with a scar in the middle of his forehead pointed out with a bothered expression.