When I, Who Had a Popular Nature, Was Reincarnated as a Mob in an Eroge Game, as I Expected, I Got All the Heroines to Be My Heroines
After that, there was no contact with anyone else, and after school went by without a hitch.
I was not in the mood to go straight home, so I wandered around the school building aimlessly.
As I was walking through the cultural wing – the old building where the classrooms for art courses and club rooms for humanities club activities are located – I saw a female student carrying a large stack of cardboard boxes at the end of the hallway. It looked quite heavy, and she was dizzying to the right and to the left, looking very dangerous.
I ran over to the girl, picked up two of the three stacks, and said, “I’ll help you” – and then I noticed her.
I couldn’t tell from her back, but she was one of the heroines in the game.
“I’m sorry, but thank you for your help.”
She ─ ─ Odamaki Tamaki, a third-year student, is a senior of me and Senkawa. She is the student council president and is admired by everyone. She has slightly purplish black hair that reaches down to her waist and is adorned with red ribbons of equal length on either side of her head. Her breasts are sadly small, but her long, slender legs and black tights make her a visual that sticks out to those who can stand the sight of her.
Above all, she is a beautiful woman. Her eyes and nose are like the personification of the concept of “Yamato Nadeshiko,” and she has the kind of looks that would suit her rather modest breasts.
“No, no, not at all. By the way, Chairman, where are you taking this?”
“Oh, the literature club room. It is next to the library, so it also serves as a preparation room. This is a list of usage for the past three years.”
“….So this is the amount of books that have been used in the past three years.”
“That’s what I mean.”
To get to the literature club room from here, you need to climb the stairs, which would have been absolutely impossible for the chairman to do alone.
But even two boxes were quite heavy. It was a good thing I was in shape. In my previous life, I might not have had the strength to do it.
I had just finished climbing the stairs and was about 100 meters away from my destination when the chairman spoke to me.
“By the way, you called me ‘’Chairman‘’ just now, have we met anywhere?”
I had a memory that I had called her that.
Well, I knew her because we had played the game, but for the Chairman, this was the first time we had met. Well, I don’t want her to be creeped out and mistaken for a stalker. I’ll just go along with it.
“Once you meet a woman as beautiful as the chairman, you will never forget her. By the way, that one time was during the presidential election.”
And the president is famous and admired by all the students, I added. I was able to say something like that, wasn’t I?
When I looked at the president, she smiled and said, “I see,” and her steps seemed to be light. She seemed to be in a good mood.
Even for a mobster like me, she doesn’t feel bad about being praised.
Soon after arriving at the literature club room, I put the bottom of the cardboard on my lap and opened the door with one hand free.
No one was inside, and the chairman slipped in.
There was a door next to a large bookshelf, and the other side of the door, which I could see through the slatted glass, appeared to be a library. I see, they are connected inside.
“Here is fine.”
“I understand.”
The chairman put her cardboard on the long desk by the wall, and I followed her lead and put the two cardboard boxes side by side.
“Then, see you”
“Well, wait a minute.”
I bowed my head and was about to leave when the chairman stopped me. When I turned around, I saw her looking at me with a slightly blushed face and her arms crossed. It was already five o’clock, but it was still June. It was still too early for the sunset, which meant that the Chairman’s face was red…?
The chairman coughed once and said
“Do you even know my name?”
It was a question that I did not quite understand the meaning of. But I answered honestly, even though it was nothing to fool around with.
“Yes. You are Odamaki Tamaki san, right?”
The chairman nodded her head lightly and continued, “Well,”
“You know my name, but I don’t know yours. What do you think about this?”
Again, the chairman asks a question that makes no sense. I know what the question means. I don’t know what it means to ask that question.
I thought about it for a moment, but I have to admit that even if I were asked what I think about it…..
When I tilted my head slightly to indicate that I didn’t understand, the chairman smiled at me.
“I’m asking for your name. It would be unfair if only you know my name.”
I see. I don’t understand.
I didn’t want to get involved with the main heroine as much as possible, as did Misakura and Senkawa.
I didn’t want that to affect the route or scenario with Senkawa (the guy). If I was going to be a mob that couldn’t survive, I at least wanted to see the heroine reach a happy ending.
I was definitely an unwanted factor when I thought of it that way.
But, well, however.
It would be bad for me not to answer when asked my name. Or rather, it would be the end of me as a human being.
“I’m Todo Hajime. I’m in the third class of the second year.”
“Todo Hajime-kun, huh? I’ll remember you. Thank you for your help today. I’ll thank you later.”
The chairman said, “I have some more work to do,” and left first.
By mistake, a male student who appeared to be a member of the literature club came in, took turns looking at the cardboard and me, and, perhaps understanding the situation, bowed his head and said, “Thank you,” and began taking out the contents of the cardboard and arranging it on a long desk.
I should go home too.
I bowed and left the literature club room.
A lot has happened today. I walked leisurely to the entrance and changed my shoes.
I decided to go home and read some more of my novels. I took out my unfinished novel from my bag, looked at the first color illustration, and started to walk away…
“Whoa!”
“KKyaa!?”
I was too late to notice that there was someone running toward me, and I bumped into him
Maiasa