Reincarnated as a Mob in an Otome Game, but the Characters Were Worse Than I Expected, So I Crushed Them All and Destroyed the Story - Chapter 21: Mob Gets Summoned After School

Chapter 21: Mob Gets Summoned After School

After school—

I made my way behind the school building, as per Charlotte’s “request” this morning.

Normally, if a beautiful girl called you out after class, it’d be the start of a classic youth romance event.

But for me?

It felt more like I was an average citizen being dragged into a back alley by the mafia.

By the time I arrived, Charlotte was already there, along with the same attendant from this morning.

I had no idea what the right way to greet her was, but as I stepped closer, she noticed my presence and turned around.

“You’re late. Do you take me for a fool, making me wait?”

“Of course not! If you have complaints, please direct them toward our homeroom teacher for making class run long.”

“Heh? I see. Then I’ll just inform the academy to fire that teacher immediately…”

“I WAS JOKING! IT WAS A JOKE! PLEASE DON’T HAVE THEM FIRED!”

Knowing this woman, she’d actually make it happen.

Sure, homeroom did run a little late today—But firing a teacher over it was way too extreme.

I frantically tried to smooth things over—But Charlotte’s eyes only grew sharper.

“Oh? So, you mean to tell me you lied to me, then?”

“It was just a lighthearted joke to ease the mood…”

“A shame. Because the mood just got even worse.”

You are absolutely right.

Regardless of social status, I was the one who was late, so I had no choice but to bow my head.

Charlotte let out a deep sigh, as if exasperated.

“Fine, whatever. Let’s get straight to the point.”

“Agreed. So, why exactly did you call me out here today? Lady Maxwell, you are the fiancée of His Highness, First Prince Alec, are you not? Even if we are not truly alone, meeting in secret like this is hardly appropriate.”

“Heh? So you can speak politely. And despite being a brazen fool, you are capable of showing concern for me?”

“No, not at all. I simply don’t want to be dragged into your pointless noble feuds.”

I mean, who in their right mind would want to be suspected as the cheating partner of the Crown Prince’s fiancée?

Absolutely no one.

And certainly not me.

I was a commoner with no backing—If a rumor like that spread, it wouldn’t matter if it was true or not.

I’d be dead.

“Hmph. That doesn’t concern me. What does concern me is the reason I called you here today.”

“And that is…?”

“The duel yesterday—My father heard about it. He has ordered that both you and I go to our family’s villa in the royal capital for a meeting.”

“…Huh?”

Charlotte’s father—which meant Duke Maxwell himself.

In the game, he was the mid-boss who fought until the bitter end when the Maxwell family was purged, the final blow that sealed Charlotte’s descent into darkness.

He was insanely strong—but more than that, he was unyielding.

There was no “familial love” in the Maxwell household.

Every single action he took was for the survival of House Maxwell—nothing more, nothing less.

That fanatical, inhuman devotion was precisely what made House Maxwell the strongest noble family in the Criminal Kingdom.

(If Charlotte lost and was being punished, fine—that makes sense. But why the hell do I have to be summoned too!? A commoner being called to the Maxwell estate in the capital? That’s got to be illegal or something!)

I was being invited straight into enemy territory.

Well… not that Maxwell was confirmed as my enemy yet—

But still, it was definitely not somewhere I’d ever go by choice.

[Hey, Master… is House Maxwell really that bad?]

(Of course. Compared to her family, Charlotte is practically adorable—in terms of personality.)

[…Huh. If she’s the cute one, then yeah, that’s pretty scary.]

Lana let out a thoughtful hum.

She had never actually outright called Charlotte a bad person. But realizing Charlotte was one of the better ones—That changed things.

“Oh, right. Before we continue—summon your spirit.”

“Huh? Lana? Why?”

“Because my spirit—Gilbert—won’t shut up about wanting a rematch. His voice is ringing in my head, so hurry up and let him fight.”

(You heard her, Lana. What do you want to do?)

[No, no, no! That guy is terrifying! I never want to fight him again!]

“Got it. I’ll summon you now.”

[MASTER!?]

I completely ignored Lana’s protests and released her from my body.

A moment later, Lana materialized in front of me—Only to immediately fall on her butt with a soft plop.

She quickly got up, teary-eyed, and clung to me for dear life.

[M-Master! I’m seriously telling you—I can’t do this! Your adorable, precious spirit is gonna die!!]

(You’ll be fine. My spirit is strong. Now, get out there. You were having a blast fighting last time, weren’t you?)

[That was completely different!]

But—

Before Lana could argue further, a small light appeared beside Charlotte—

Then shifted into a towering, battle-worn warrior.

(H-Holy crap… That’s the real Gilbert! He looks awesome!)

[This is NOT awesome! This is a disaster!!!]

[We meet again, little girl… This time, I shall show you the true extent of my power.]

[NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!]

And so, the Spirit Chase began.

Of course, Lana was running, and Gilbert was pursuing.

The whole thing looked like a chaotic mess, but—Lana wasn’t weak enough to be taken down that easily.

She could handle herself for a little while. At least, long enough for me and Charlotte to have a conversation.

And if Lana threw a fit afterward, I had already asked Hank to get some chocolate for her—Crisis averted.

“Anyway… I already told you about my father’s summons. Since he has diplomatic affairs to attend to, he will be leaving the country soon. He has ordered that we both “make time” over summer break.”

For a commoner like me, it wasn’t “Would you be willing to come?” It was simply “You will come.” 

Because, let’s be honest—

Refusing wasn’t even an option.

“…Understood. Before returning to my hometown for the break, I will pay my visit as requested.”

“Good. That will do.”

Charlotte nodded in satisfaction.

Meanwhile, I wanted to let out a deep sigh—But now wasn’t the time.

I needed to get back as soon as possible. Not just to mentally escape reality, but also to come up with contingency plans for whatever disaster this meeting might turn into.

But just as I was wondering when it’d be socially acceptable to leave—

Charlotte caught my gaze and, for some reason, lowered her head slightly as she stepped closer.

“…What? Are you planning to give me some more pathetic, degrading orders like yesterday?”

“Huh?”

“Even though it was just your vile male desires, I still couldn’t resist because of the magic… And Lisa was right there watching the whole thing… Haa… haa…”

Charlotte’s eyes looked glazed over, her cheeks flushed with color.

Everything she was saying was so utterly insane that my brain completely short-circuited.

(Wait, wait, wait—!? She’s the villainess, right!? Why the hell does she sound like she’s anticipating more orders!?!?)

“I-I won’t be giving you any more orders… The conditions of our duel agreement were only for yesterday.”

“Wha—!?”

Charlotte’s face immediately turned scarlet as she whipped her head away in a panic.

“H-Hmph! I’ll let you off for today! But next time, you’d better be prepared! Gilbert! We’re leaving!”

…Prepared for what?

I had no clue, but Charlotte stormed off without another word. 

And as she walked away, I finally noticed something—

A black choker wrapped around her neck—

Something she hadn’t been wearing yesterday.

(…She didn’t develop a taste for being ordered around or something, did she…?)

An unsettling thought crept into my mind. But at the very least, I had definitely succeeded in leading Charlotte down a very different path from the original story.

So, I decided to look on the bright side—And pretend I wasn’t slightly terrified of what I had just witnessed.