Chapter 72.2: The Otome Game Reincarnation (Extra's Explanation Part 2)

The Otome Game Reincarnation (Extra’s Explanation Part 2)

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“Haa…Still, I really did reincarnate as Sara Salar, the Baron’s daughter… I was reincarnated into the world of ‘Swords and Magic and Romance ~Sparkling Academy, Underdog Love Story!~'”

After bathing, right before going to bed, Sara Salar, the Baron’s daughter, sank into her bed and muttered those words in a dazed whisper. It was just her talking to herself – words that normally would go unheard by anyone else’s unconscious mind.

…But with my enhanced super hearing, I could clearly make them out.

Ah, I’m currently stationed in the corner of her room, standing guard to protect the Baron’s daughter. This duty continues until the Baron and his wife come to this bedroom to sleep. I don’t think any more incidents will occur, but still.

Even if I told the Baron “All the previous incidents were orchestrated by the gods! Their objective has been achieved, so no more will happen!” he would just dismiss it with “What are you talking about?” And to explain it, I’d have to reveal that the real Sara Salar’s body is currently being controlled by a reincarnated soul.

There’s no way I can convey that. I can’t possibly tell those parents that their revived daughter’s essence is now someone else entirely. If they knew that cruel truth, they would be utterly devastated. I’m troubled enough by it myself – for them, the pain would surely be even greater.

So I can’t tell them. I don’t know if staying silent is the right thing to do. But I cannot bring myself to speak those words.

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Now then, about what the Baron’s daughter Sara said earlier – that long title “Swords and Magic and Romance ~Sparkling Academy, Underdog Love Story!~”

She sometimes mutters related comments to herself about that title. Piecing together that information, it seems she believes she has reincarnated into the world of that “otome game.”

However, there is one question here. She thinks this world is a game world. But it’s not, is it? This world, while quite different from Earth in many ways, is still very much real.

So what’s going on?

Extra began clarifying.

Ah, so these reincarnation broadcasts aren’t limited just to the gods of this world.

Eh, is that even possible?

So that was the origin of the “otome game reincarnation”?

Eeh, were there really that many worlds resembling games?

Like what?

Eeh…gods can make games?

Wait, wait! What an absurd misuse of godly power – creating whole worlds just for broadcasting purposes?!

Then…?

Eh?

So Extra, you mean that reincarnated soul has had its mind tampered with to think it reincarnated into an imaginary game world?

Uhh, sure…

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You know…just like with Torch, these reincarnators really do get their memories and everything messed with however the gods please, huh? They’re just the gods’ “playthings”, aren’t they…?

Even so…even so. I’m truly glad I was spared from becoming a “plaything” and could reincarnate alongside Extra. I wholeheartedly believe that.

No matter what cheat abilities they may receive, the truth is, these reincarnators are not being treated with any dignity by the gods. Not a shred of respect as human beings.

They really are just “playthings.” The reincarnators.

Ah…not just the reincarnators, actually.

When I was fighting the Topopolocks, it seems Uncle Mauve started acting strangely and took Sara-chan hostage for a while.

The Baron mentioned, “It appears someone was manipulating Mauve from behind, prompting him to instigate that incident.”

That “someone manipulating from behind”…it has to be referring to a god, right?

That god ruined Uncle Mauve’s life in order to advance their scripted scenario. He’s facing years of imprisonment now.

…It sends chills down my spine.

Not that I can feel too sorry for whoever’s soul stole Sara-chan’s body, but still.

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By the time I realized it, Sara Salar, the Baron’s daughter, had already fallen into a quiet slumber. Her mouth hanging open, drooling a bit…despite being a beautiful young lady, occasionally showing this silly face was no different from the Sara-chan of before.

A pang of wistfulness made me heave a small sigh.