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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 48 - The end of Surou's route (part 5)

"This... this...!"

Surou's body started shaking.

He turned his head and glared at the gold-haired Horeo.

...his older brother...

The perfect being who never made any mistakes was so outstandingly smart, so incredibly powerful, and so loved by their parents that no matter what Surou did, he could never even dream about being better than him...!

And that very perfect brother was looking down on him with a smug, almost challenging look on the face that the second prince hated the most...

Horeo merely stood there in silence with a triumphant look in his eyes - as if he couldn't wait for Surou to snap...!

"...!"

The second prince gritted his teeth so hard that they creaked, and his hands clenched into fists.

The blue-haired second prince could feel his hatred towards his brother - built up through all his life - raising over the threshold of his reasoning and common sense.

|It's his fault! It's all this bastard's FAULT!|