Chapter 1

T/L: Kazumi

E/D: Spirit Song

Chapter 1: The Villainess Young Lady

Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I have just died.

You may be thinking, “What is this person saying all of a sudden?” But, I didn’t die because I wanted to.

My family was wealthy in its own way. My father was an entrepreneur. A mother who was a cookbook author. A talented and cool eldest son. The youngest daughter, who was very popular and cute. What an ideal family!

――――If it weren’t for me, the middle of the siblings.

I don’t show much emotion, I don’t get angry or laugh. So I was the only one floating around in the house. Puka… And….

It’s not that I have no feelings. It’s just that I’m a little awkward.

I don’t show my emotions very often, but my good friends say that I’m easy to understand because I don’t have any back and forth. Simple and clear.

If there is a problem, it is that my family doesn’t understand it.

Whenever I had an argument, I would argue back with a straightforward argument, and my emotional brother and sister hated me for it. My mom and dad stopped paying attention to me around junior high school.

They stopped talking to me, which led me to do nothing but play video games. They didn’t invite me to dinner either, so I had a lot of time on my hands. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

One day, when my high school teacher asked me what I was going to do, I decided to leave home, which I had been thinking about for a long time. The attitude of my siblings had become troublesome.

I had my first conversation with my dad in six months, and he gave me a small apartment the next month.

Well, I still have almost two years until graduation…?

That’s how I started living on my own.

When I went out with some friends who were worried about me to buy some things for my independent life, I met a small foreign boy. Is he lost? He must be confused.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a large foreign man holding a knife: and when I came back to my senses, I was holding the boy defensively, and he stabbed me in the back with a knife.

Incidentally, the cause of my death was the damage to my internal organs caused by my kicking the thug in the groin while the knife was still embedded in me. I’m belligerent.

Well, I had no choice. I didn’t want to die, but if I could die for others in the end, isn’t that a good thing?

When leaving home, I secretly slipped the “yaoi book” into my family’s bags, so please keep it as a memento.

The reason why I’m talking to you is that in a strange white space, this kind-looking “grandpa” in front of me told me that I died.

“Are you God, by any chance?”

[No. Not exactly.]

Not exactly, he answered.

Apparently, when a normal person dies, they immediately become a soul and are either reincarnated or returned to the world, but I was specifically stopped at that preliminary stage.

I was told that the boy I protected was a Son of God.

A Son of God is said to appear in the world every 1,000 years and is born as a human being in order to save the world, but this time he was attacked by evil forces when he was careless. That’s terrible.

The grandpa, who was a little different from God, was a Son of God from a thousand years ago, and he was happy that his successor had been born, so he could finally rest in peace.

However, he was very saddened by the fact that I lost my young life to do so.

[Therefore, I will use the last of my power to reincarnate you in a place of your choice.]

“In a game world, please.”

He froze for a few seconds.

I’ve been playing a VRMMORPG since I was in middle school. I am a respectable hardcore gamer.

I’m sorry for my friends, but I don’t want any chance of getting involved with that family again. If there is a world based on games, I would like to make it my “reality”.

As I said this without hesitation, the Grandpa looked a little troubled.

[There’s no such thing as a game world, you know?]

“Seriously?”

.

The Grandpa said that there are worlds that are very similar to game worlds, but there are no actual game worlds.

A world that closely resembles a game means that sometimes, a person can see that other worlds like a prophetic dream, and if that person happens to be a game creator, a game with that world view may be created.

In short, it is a world that has magic and skills like those in existing games.

There are worlds of [swords and magic] like such games, but such worlds have a lot of dangers and a high mortality rate for ordinary people.

I don’t want that. What I want to do is to have a relaxing and fun adventure, like the VRMMO I was playing. Me, yes, I’m selfish.

[I understand. As much as I could, I would try to make your wish come true.]

“Grandpa, you’re wonderful.”

As luck would have it, there’s a world that’s very similar to that VRMMORPG I’ve been playing.

In that game, it was like you increased your power by growing your skills, and your level increased with your skill experience, but that world is real, not a game, so they don’t have the concept of levels.

It seems that the skills you grow and your inner magic power are combined to raise your power to the biological limit. That sounds more realistic.

He said that with reincarnation, my current consciousness will be preserved as much as possible, but if I reincarnate as it is, my survival rate will be low even if I have some memories.

So, the Grandpa said that he’ll take all the things I’ve done in the game, such as [my total play time], [my passion for the characters I’ve trained], [my love for the rare items I’ve struggled to get], and turn them into soul power, and strengthen my reincarnated body more than a normal person.

I’ll say it again. Grandpa, you’re wonderful.

[Then I’ll send your soul to the other world. Thank you for your service to this world. I, too, can go without any worries. …This time, live a long and happy life in your new life.]

“Grandpa… Yes, I’ll do my best. I’ll definitely live long and be happy.”

I felt like crying a little, but I can’t cry without my body. Grandpa smiled gently at me and patted me on the head like I was his grandson.

“Thank you, Grandpa. I love you.”

[Un, un, that’s right].

And so my soul crossed over to that world, and I was reborn in a new world.

Perhaps it was because my brain capacity and stamina were low, but when I was a baby, I slept a lot and my memory was muddled, but at the age of three, my consciousness finally cleared up and I began to understand what was going on around me.

My name is Carol Nym Arceides, and in this world of swords and sorcery…

Huh?

I feel like I’ve heard that before.

…――――

“A――――h”

I remembered what it was. This was the name of a character in Otome Game, a game I played for a while in junior high school. But let me just say one thing.

God, Grandpa, this is not the game I wanted to be, I didn’t want to be a “villainess” with a lot of death flags, you know?

Thanks for giving this novel a try.