I Reincarnated as a Mob in a Depressing Erotic Video Game World. When I Saved the Main Heroine That Fallen Into Despair, Her Overwhelming Obsessive Love for Me Wouldn’t Stop. - Chapter 17
After that… Ena, who had also broken the school rules, was punished just like me. Two weeks of suspension and cleaning the large bathhouse.
So, the next morning, after spending the night in my room, Ena and I were scrubbing the floors with brushes, just as the student council president had ordered.
“Hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm,”
Ena hummed a tune as she cleaned the bathtub. She was in her uniform, but of course, she’d taken off her socks. Her bare legs are completely exposed. Her skirt was already short, so her beautiful legs were on full display.
Ena had a small and delicate appearance with a fragile. That’s why seeing those smooth thighs always made my brain go haywire.
“Hehe… Shiruto-kun, Shiruto-kun.”
“…Y-yeah. What is it?”
“Nothing, really.”
Ena smiled so sweetly. What the heck. An angel?
But… that smile didn’t look completely innocent.
Her deep blue eyes… behind them, I thought I saw a tiny shadow, like a little darkness hidden there.
(What she said earlier… she really meant it, didn’t she…?)
Back in the interrogation room, Ena had hugged me tightly from behind and, in a voice full of desperation.
“―I don’t want you to abandon me. I’ll give you my whole life, ―just for you, okay?”
The moment she said that, I felt an overwhelming sense.
Yet in “Magiaka,” Ena’s route was the purest kind of love. It was innocent, devoted, and sweet.
But now… this Ena might have… gone yandere.
“…Shiruto-kun? What’s wrong? Is there… something on my face…?”
“Huh!? N-no, I’m sorry! There’s nothing, nothing at all!!”
I’d apparently stared at her face too long.
Then, Ena blushed slightly for some reason.
“…Hehe. Shiruto-kun, there’s a lot on your face?”
“Eh… R-really?”
“Yeah. Because your eyes are so cool and brave, your nose is so neat, your mouth is super cute, and your ears. I just want to eat them—”
“W-wait! Wait, Ena…!”
What has gotten into this girl…?
Honestly, I can’t hide it. I’ve noticed she likes me.
Whether she liked me as a friend or as something more… only Ena knew. And I had no intention of running away from that. I wasn’t going to be some clueless hero like in those other stories.
(…Well, ten to one, Ena probably likes me as a person, not just a friend.)
And I honestly had every reason to think that.
To Ena, I was like a hero who saved her from the daily harassment she had no choice but to endure.
And, well…
Being liked by my favorite heroine is supposed to feel amazing. And it did. But…,
(This Ena is a little… no, a lot different from the one I imagined…?)
For example, in “Magiaka”’s Ena route, there was this moment.
During a picnic date, Ena was happily eating her omelet rice bento, and Irwin couldn’t help but stare at her.
“Wh-what’s wrong? Is… is there something on my face…?”
If the player chose “No, it’s nothing,” Ena would just blush and say,
“I-I see. Hehe… that’s kind of embarrassing…”
So pure. So innocent. That’s the charm of Ena, sweet, shy, and devoted. The player couldn’t help but fall for her earnest love for the protagonist.
(And yet… what was that just now…?)
I don’t want you to abandon me, or I’ll give you my whole life.
Those yandere words gave me a chill almost as strong as the happiness I felt. Then,
“Ah, Shiruto-kun!”
Ena’s little ahoge bounced as she called out, her voice bright and lively.
Just that made my heart skip. Not with love… but with a little fear of what she might say next.
“Wh-what is it, Ena?”
“I want to thank you, Shiruto-kun! You did so much crazy stuff for me, didn’t you? So, I’ve decided. I’ll do anything for you, Shiruto-kun. I’ll obey every request, and I’ll give you my body, my time, and my magic. All of it, just for you.”
“N-no… you don’t have to. I didn’t do any of it expecting anything in return…”
“No, I want to. I want to see you happy, Shiruto-kun. Your happiness is my happiness. So—”
Ena’s eyes shone darkly like a shadow, and she leaned close to me.
“Watch me, okay? I’ll do everything I can. So you won’t ever abandon me.”
Ugh… those were way too heavy.
Ena’s innocent, sweet smile carried a silent pressure and an overwhelming intensity that made my chest tighten.






































Why? Is this not pure? Pure devotion? Honestly, you sound very prejudistic right now…