A Virgin Civil Servant Is Reincarnated as a Trashy Character in a Otome Game, but Because He Doesn’t Make a Move Despite Being in an Otome Game, the Girls Treat Him Like a High-Class Catch and Aggressively Pursue Him
When I returned to class, everyone’s eyes were on me. Without responding to their gaze, I walked straight to my seat.
“Hey, Aile. What happened after I cast the spell? Can I ask?”
“Sure. After you cast the highest-level spell that only royalty can use, you collapsed from lack of magic power, and at the same time, the dragon that was flying in the air disappeared.”
“So, no one else was harmed. That’s good…”
“Just to be clear, nothing is okay.”
She spoke to me with a serious expression.
“It’s not entirely accurate to say that only royalty can use it, but you activated a spell that requires the magical power of royalty. In simple terms, you now possess magical power equivalent to or slightly below that of royalty.”
“Well, that’s pretty dangerous, isn’t it?”
“It’s not just dangerous. That’s why your incident of activating the highest-level magic was swept under the rug.”
That’s why no one talks to me about magic. I finally understand the meaning of the atmosphere in this classroom. Well, whatever. I guess I’m just floating.
“And I’m the one who carried the unconscious trash. You should thank me.”
“Was it a princess carry?”
“No, it was levitation magic.”
“Oh…”
I pretended to be depressed. In romance comedy manga, it’s a rule that the guy carries the girl in a princess carry to the infirmary. But wait, wasn’t that the guy carrying the girl? So it was good that I wasn’t carried in a princess carry. I would have been humiliated while unconscious.
“One more piece of advice: it’s better to keep the fact that you can use advanced magic a secret.”
“Why?”
“Well, it’s obvious that someone who can use advanced magic is a major asset to the country. If war breaks out, you’ll definitely be counted among the troops.”
She looked a little pained. That’s right. In the game, only the beautiful parts of this world are depicted.
If we were attacked by monsters and found ourselves in a pinch, in the game, Cass and Henderson would always come to our rescue. But what’s happening now is abnormal. They might not come to our rescue, and the odds of them doing so are probably low.
Plus, as she said, this world is plagued by wars. Cass is the second prince, but I think there was a mention that the first prince was sent off in a political marriage.
If something has changed because I came to this world, then that’s a different story.
“I don’t want to lose anyone else in the war.”
She spoke with a heavy emotion that didn’t feel like it was someone else’s problem. Then, she quickly tried to cover it up with empty words.
“Or something like that… Don’t make that scary face. There’s nothing to worry about.”
Hearing that, I realized my face had tensed up. I grew up in a safe place as a civil servant. I’ve never been to a place where people’s lives are at stake.
So, I couldn’t fully understand the weight of her words, but my body must have felt the fear.
“I won’t die. Besides, I’m a swordsman. I’ll do my best not to lose with my sword.”
“Can you promise that? Can you absolutely promise you won’t die?”
“Yeah, I won’t die.”
For some reason, I could say that I wouldn’t die. I have to accomplish something in this world. I was reincarnated into this world to do something. Until I figure out what that is, I probably won’t die. That’s what I felt.
“Keep that promise. I hate people who break their promises the most.”
“I won’t break my promise. In return, can you teach me how to protect myself?”
After I said that, she looked at me with a disappointed expression. However, she smiled at me as if she was making fun of me.
“You don’t seem like the type to die. I can tell somehow.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“…Elliott, I’ll teach you magic to protect yourself.”
“Thank you, Aile. Let’s take this lesson for now.”
With that, Aile smiled carefree.
“After all, Aile is cuter when she smiles.”
“Eh, really? … Smile.”
Aile smiled in a way that was completely different from before. She was fundamentally bad at smiling. It seemed that her natural smile was better.
“How is it? Cute?”
“100 points.”
“That’s a lie. … You idiot.”
With that, she began to prepare for the next class.