I Was Reincarnated as the Villain Who Confines the Heroine in an Eroge World, But for Some Reason I'm the One Getting Confined by the Heroine Instead - Chapter 1: It’s Already Too Late to Turn Back
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Chapter 1: It’s Already Too Late to Turn Back
I reincarnated as the villain who confines the heroine.
In the R18 novel game “Scarlet Hearts: The Golden Duke’s Daughter and the Knight of Both Pen and Sword,” I became the villain named Ask.
The game is a school rom-com where the protagonist, who grew up in an orphanage, gradually opens the heart of a heroine who distrusts all people, and the two fight together while being targeted by a mysterious organization.
There are some combat elements, but it’s basically a visual novel where the player advances by picking choices.
In the original story, I’m just a nameless mob who locks up the heroine, gets beaten by the protagonist, and is executed without any redemption.
I have no special skills. No distinctive traits. I exist only to create the chance for the protagonist and heroine to meet. A disposable small fry.
In short, if nothing changed, I was heading straight for a bad ending.
Of course I intended to avoid that future.
I never planned to confine anyone, and I had zero intention of getting close to the heroine.
I was going to live quietly and modestly as a background character.
But if this world has some kind of story-enforced compulsion, and I end up confining the heroine no matter what I want…
The only place that road leads is ruin.
That’s why I made a firm decision.
“I’ll get strong enough to handle everything that comes after the confinement!”
I would train until the protagonist could never defeat me, lock the heroine up exactly like the original script, then immediately escape the country.
Once I was abroad, I’d live a slow life among the vineyards, drinking wine and spending my days completely unrelated to the original story.
That was supposed to be my perfect survival plan.
It was supposed to be.
“I never forgot that day.”
“You were the one who saved me when I had fallen into total despair.”
“You were the one who pulled me out of the room where I had shut myself away.”
“So now it’s my turn.”
Somehow, I’ve ended up the one confined.
The villain who was supposed to do the confinement is now being confined by the heroine who was supposed to be the victim.
“No, seriously, isn’t this backwards?”
“Ask-kun?”
“My role is the one doing the confinement. Why am I the one locked up?”
Inside the grounds of the Hartz ducal estate stands an old, weathered shed.
The air is dim and dusty, and the only light comes from faint rays slipping through the window.
Right in the middle of this shed that looks perfect for confinement, I’m lying on a bed with both hands bound, and I voice my question.
“I think I at least deserve an explanation.”
“There’s only one reason. I want to keep Ask-kun locked away. I want to have you all to myself.”
Unable to move, I turn my eyes toward the source of the voice.
Straddling my chest and pinning me down is the main heroine of the original game—Safira Hartz.
Her golden hair flows behind her as she pinches my chest hard, as if trying to carve her existence into me.
A faint pain spreads, and the weight of a single girl presses over my whole body, forcing me to be fully aware of her presence.
Even so, my questions don’t stop. If anything, they only grow.
“Why me, of all people? If you’re going to lock someone up, there are way better candidates than me.”
“There’s no one else.”
“For example, the protagonist from the original story—”
“It’s only you, Ask-kun. Only you brought me out into the world. That’s why you’re special.”
The moment she whispers the word “special,” the light in her eyes is gone. They’re so dark that just looking at them feels like being sucked into an abyss.
Finally sensing the danger, I pour strength into my whole body and try to break free of the restraints.
No matter how I twist, they don’t budge an inch.
“I got stronger, you see. So I could catch up to you. So I could stand right beside you.”
“If you want to stand beside me, could you get off my chest first?”
“………………”
She completely ignores my words and lets an ecstatic smile spread across her face.
“Ask-kun, look only at me.”
Then, with a confession utterly unbecoming of a duke’s daughter, she slowly brings her face closer.
And just like that—
The villain who was supposed to confine the heroine is instead confined by the heroine—and kissed.
No, seriously, how did it come to this?
As my breathing stops and my consciousness starts to blur, I think.
If I had to point to something, it probably has to do with the time I confined her five years ago, but that was only an attempt.
I can’t think of any direct cause at all. No matter how many times I rack my brain, I don’t understand.
The only thing I can say for certain…
Is that it’s already far too late to turn back.





































