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
Life is a series of choices.
There are not always two choices.
Not always one is the right answer.
It’s not always a closed question.
Or not always the right answer.
And – it is not always you who chooses.
In this world, the only one who has the right to choose is that person.
When I was born into this world, I despaired.
I know this world better than anyone.
That is why I despaired of the irresistible fact that my life was left to his choice.
The time came suddenly.
He appeared in this world.
Someone I knew well. The one person to whom I was once willing to give my all.
It created a distortion in the world, and I took advantage of it to “rewrite” the world.
The choice was given to him.
At that moment, I had the meaning of life in this world.
If only I could interfere with his choice.
If I could influence a being who could interfere with his choices.
I could move the world in the way I wanted it to be.
And it was about to take shape.
All I had to do was be the last one.
I would be rewarded.
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I was alone in the student council office, following the president’s instruction, “You come and submit the four on behalf of the others.”
“Hm. I certainly received them.”
The chairman flipped through the four students’ reflection papers and nodded in satisfaction.
The chairman carefully placed the five 400-word essays on her desk, which she had managed to fill in without even sparing time to eat her dinner.
“So, what are you going to do?”
“what, ……?”
I asked in a stunned voice.
The chairman cowered her shoulders a little exaggeratedly and pointed with her eyes at the sofa as if to say, “Sit down,” to which I responded with a nod of my head.
I sit down on one of the sofas that are placed in front of each other, which has become a fixed position. The chairman puts a cup of coffee, which seems to have been brewed in advance, in front of me and sits down on the other sofa.
I followed suit and sipped my Guatemala as I let it air.
“It’s about Senkawa Chinatsu. Are you going out with her?”
“Puh!? W-What…..!?”
The word “going out” came out of nowhere, and I almost spewed out the coffee in my mouth, and because I tried to swallow it as quickly as I could, it went into my windpipe and I swallowed a lot.
“Gohohoho. What are you saying suddenly, Chairman?”
“That can’t be so sudden. Just last night. Surely those three weren’t sitting around a desk happily writing letters of apology. Surely there was some kind of trouble going on?”
W-were you watching…?
It’s true that after I finished writing my letter of apology, I gave in to my mother’s pressure to “eat dinner and tell her” and we all gathered at the dinner table with the Todo family and the other three — everything was peaceful up until then, but in the middle of a conversation, I accidentally revealed that Chinatsu had kissed me, and a huge fight began.
For some reason, Mom was overjoyed, but I couldn’t stand it. I had no intention of keeping it a secret, but I had planned to do it when the time was right, or at least when they were both in a good mood, so I was fed up with it.
Dad was shedding bloody tears, “I’m so jealous of harem ……,” and since Mom had heard him murmuring about it, he was also shedding blood as usual.
However, I have not yet responded to Chinatsu’s confession.
To be precise, she asked me not to do so yet.
It seems that Chinatsu, Fuka, and Mio – the three of them seem to have a common understanding about it, and they are planning to discuss about it after school today.
Probably, some kind of resolution will be adopted among the girls.
I told them that I was ready to accept Chinatsu as far as I was concerned
Now that Senkawa is gone, there may be no need for me to be so adamant about protecting the heroine, but even without that, I don’t want to let go of any of the girls who have fallen in love with me.
After listening to my monologue to the end, the chairman nodded her head and said, “I see”
“I understand. Then you can talk about it here.”
“H-here? you mean …….”
“Of course, in the student council chambers.”
The president, with a look of approval, got up from the sofa, went back to her desk, and held up the manuscript paper at face level.
“I told you to write a reflection essay ……. I also need to denounce to the person in question why she submitted a sensual novel.”
“Ah.”
I guess I brought the one before she rewrote it.
Maiasa