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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 77 - The shopping begins! (part 2)

"..."

The female clerk instantly backed off under Miriette's furious glare.

Her survival instincts have kicked in and she hurried towards the other side of the shop without as much as daring to look back.

"My lady, that girl was rather strange but don't exert herself over a commoner."

Zoemi breathed out and looked meaningfully at the now pouting black-haired girl.

"Hmph! Who cares for some peasant anyway?"

Miriette scoffed and went straight to picking up a few pieces of clothing that managed to catch her attention.

"This should be good for the time being."

She declared and faced Zoemi while holding up a pair of black pants, a green long-sleeved shirt, and a black vest.

Aside from the color of the shirt, a rather safe combination that didn't particularly look any different than what the boy was already wearing.

"Excuse me, where is the changing room?"

Zoemi turned to the threatened clerk and asked politely.

"Ah! I-it's right here, your lordship!"