I, Who Was Dismissed as Worthless Failure by my Family and Fiancée, Discovered I had Reincarnated as a Game Character I Raised with Great Care and Vowed to Take Control of my Life and Defy Anyone who Opposes Me.

I, Who Was Dismissed as Worthless Failure by my Family and Fiancée, Discovered I had Reincarnated as a Game Character I Raised with Great Care and Vowed to Take Control of my Life and Defy Anyone who Opposes Me. - Chapter 163: Surely, That Can't Be It

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Chapter 163: Surely, That Can’t Be It

Even though I was in a state of despair, I inconvenienced Kaisar-sama from the very beginning, so I resolved to be more careful not to cause him any more trouble. This, of course, means not only avoiding being a nuisance but also minimizing the burden I place on him for hosting me. Naturally, this ‘burden’ includes financial matters as well.

“No need to worry; I am satisfied just to have a room with a bed.”

“Is that so? Well, a room with just a vanity and a bed will eventually need other things, too. Just let me know what you need when the time comes. I’ll make arrangements.”

What puzzles me is why Kaisar-sama, despite being bad mouthed and insulted by commoners like me, still seems keen on helping. No matter how much I think about it, I can’t understand why he’s so caring.

If he were like Prevost, driven by an insatiable desire for women, I’d understand, but Kaisar-sama has an elf named Shishiru, so incredibly beautiful that even I find myself staring, as his slave. On top of that, it’s easy to see that she’s been intimate with him despite her high pride and arrogance as an elf.

So it’s not like he’s desperate for female attention.

That’s why I can’t understand why he’s being so kind to me. Could it be purely out of goodwill? No, surely that can’t be it…

From the remaining options, the answer that emerges is unlikely, and I dismiss it. I know how nobles are. They don’t act without expecting something in return. If even Prevost is like that, then Kaisar-sama is even more likely to be the same.

And the fact that I don’t know his reasons is, in itself, somewhat unsettling.

“Ah, I almost forgot. Starting tomorrow, you’ll accompany me to the school I attend under the guise of a short-term transfer student. Servants will measure your size and bring you a uniform that fits. Although it won’t be as comfortable as a tailor-made one, it shouldn’t look too different.”

“Ah, okay. I understand… Wait? Enrollment? Me? Going to the same school as Kaisar-sama? Not as an attendant but as a student?”