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
I decided to get out of bed for the time being. My body was far from what it used to be. It was a toned, ideal body. I had calluses on my palms. These were probably caused by swinging a sword from morning till night.
I had to leave the room for the time being. Did this mean that I had been reincarnated as Elliott?
I’m not the type of person who can grasp the situation so quickly, but the fact is that this has happened, so I have no choice but to do something about it. This is the calm judgment I cultivated as a civil servant. I opened the door while checking my surroundings from my ridiculously large room.
In front of me was a maid holding a broom in one hand. She seemed to be a little older than the previous maid, and appeared to be a veteran. The maid bowed deeply to me again.
“Good morning, Elliott sa.a”
“Good morning. Can I ask you something?”
“W-What is it?”
Even though I was using polite language, the maid looked confused. Did she realize that I was from another world? For now, I had no choice but to check the mirror to see if I was really Elliott.
“Do you know where the sink is?”
“Yes, the sink is just around the corner.”
“Thank you very much.”
I left the place with a word of thanks. The maid looked a little disappointed. Did she realize that I was not from this area, like I had a dialect?
There was no point in worrying about that, so I headed for the sink as instructed. There, my former face was gone, and I had been transformed into a handsome young man with blond hair. This was indeed Elliott’s body.
“Hey, what’s this? I’m too handsome! Is this me? Life is easy mode now.”
I tried posing with my well-trained body. After playing around with Elliott’s body for a while, I decided to think seriously about the future.
Was the reason the maids were looking at me strangely because I, their employer, was using honorific language? If they found out that I was from another world, would they kill me?
“This is bad. Does this mean I have to become Elliott?”
However, the only information I knew was that he had received poor results in popularity polls. I wanted to be reincarnated as a popular character. In this situation, I probably won’t be able to win the heroine’s affection, and I might even be executed for not being liked.
“Then, should I just stay away from the heroine?”
Am I a genius? Fortunately, I remember the heroine’s face. In the game I was playing, I never had anything to do with Elliott. If I don’t change the future, she will end up with someone else and have a happy ending. I’ll just watch over her from the shadows.
There are probably other cute girls in otome games, and now that I’ve become such a handsome guy, I have no choice but to create a harem.
“so beautiful.”
After staring at my face for about an hour, I explored my house. Even though I was a noble, my house wasn’t that big, and it wasn’t a mansion that I could get lost in. I headed to the dining room, which I had saved for last.
“Elliott sama, here is your meal for today.”
It was the maid who woke me up in the morning. I looked at her name tag and saw that it said “Mary.” Is that her name? She’s about the same age as Elliott. She seems restless. She keeps glancing at me while I eat. It’s hard to eat when someone is watching me like that.
When I lived at home, I used to make breakfast for everyone, so it feels strange to have food in front of me. I understand how hard it is to get up in the morning and make breakfast, so I express my gratitude.
“Thank you, Mary.”
“Eh, Y-yes!”
When I thanked her in front of me, I heard a scream from behind. I saw the shadow of another maid. Maybe aristocrats aren’t supposed to express their gratitude? Did she realize that I’m not an aristocrat, but a civil servant?
But even aristocrats express their gratitude as a matter of course, so even if such a culture exists, does it really matter?
Anyway, isn’t this too luxurious for the morning? I don’t know where to start. I decided to try the fish muniere first. Since there are no chopsticks, I have to eat with a fork and knife. I’m glad I learned the basics of manners.
(Thank you, Mom. I prefer your scrambled eggs over this luxurious meal.)
I pierce the tender flesh and bring it to my mouth. The flavor of the fish spreads in my mouth. I’m not a reporter, so I can’t describe it well, but it’s delicious. Mary is trying not to look at me while I’m eating, but I can tell she’s glancing at me.
“Mary.”
“I’m sorry. Did I do something to offend you?”
For some reason, she looked frightened. Did I look scary just by calling her name? Elliott’s face looks scary when he’s not smiling. He’s not very popular.
I smiled as best I could and gave my opinion.
“It’s delicious.”
“Thank you very much. Thank you very much.”
She bowed deeply. Is this what the relationship between a master and a maid is like? Is there such a clear master-servant relationship? I wish it wasn’t so formal.
â—†
“Hey, did you see that?”
“The unfriendly knight was expressing his gratitude.”
“Maybe he’s possessed by a demon? Otherwise, it doesn’t make sense.”
“Scary, scary.”
That was the talk of the elderly maid.