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 26: Mob Transfers Classes

Chapter 26: Mob Transfers Classes

(No, no, no, no, NO! Why the hell is this happening!? I’m just a plain commoner with no backing! If it were Class C, maybe I could understand—but why the hell am I being transferred to Class A, the top-ranked class!?!?)

No matter how I looked at it, this had to be some kind of clerical error.

But at the same time, since my teacher had already received the notice, it clearly wasn’t just a baseless rumor.

Had I missed some kind of important announcement?

I mentally retraced my steps over the past few days—

I did remember throwing away a pile of useless handouts two days ago…

And if someone asked me whether or not I might have accidentally tossed out an important document along with them—

…Yeah, I wasn’t feeling too confident about that.

Lately, I’d been too busy dealing with Charlotte (Kitty) and Lisa (Puppy) to pay attention to anything else.

And, of course, my usual lazy approach to real-life matters—especially those unrelated to any in-game events—had completely backfired on me.

“Wait… no, seriously? I’m actually transferring to Class A?”

“That’s what the Class A homeroom teacher told me. Honestly, I’m more surprised that you didn’t know about it.”

Uh—yeah, same here!

I still had no clue why this was even happening.

And why now of all times?

Wouldn’t a transfer like this normally happen at the start of a new school year!?

“…Well, for now, just head over to Class A and check for yourself. If it turns out to be a mistake, you can come back.”

“If it’s a mistake? Do you have any idea how badly the nobles will look down on me if I just walk into Class A unannounced!?”

“…Be strong.”

…That’s it? That’s all you have to say?

Shouldn’t a teacher be a little more concerned about their student’s future!?

[So, Master, do you finally understand how I feel now?]

(Lana, I really don’t have time to deal with your nonsense right now.)

[Nonsense!? It’s not nonsense! You always drag me into your messes without a second thought, you know!?]

(We’re partners, aren’t we? Let’s get along.)

[That’s way too fast for a change of heart! And we haven’t even been together long enough to call ourselves partners!]

(Trust isn’t about time, Lana. You know that, right?)

[That sounded nice and all, but we haven’t exactly been through that much together yet!]

Ugh, what a barrage of comebacks.

I really didn’t have time for this.

(I’ll bake you some cookies later. Come on, we’re partners, aren’t we?)

[Wha—!? Y-You coward…! Using cookies as a hostage…!]

Since Lana was a spirit, she couldn’t cook for herself.

And since cookies were my one trump card against her, I had never taught her the recipe.

Which meant—

She had no choice but to rely on me if she wanted more.

This—

This was the absolute, undeniable power balance between the haves and the have-nots.

[…Fine. We’re partners.]

(Good girl.)

I am the winner.

…Wait.

Now’s not the time to be messing around with Lana.

Was I seriously about to transfer into Class A…?

With disbelief still lingering in my chest—

I headed toward my new classroom.

◇◆◇

And so, I arrived at Class A.

The last time I was here was when I first met Charlotte.

I had assumed the next time I stepped into this classroom would be for my target hunting—

But instead, I was here under these circumstances.

“Ah? Sir Edward, is that you?”

“Oh, Lady Hamilton.”

The voice that called out to me from behind belonged to Alicia Hamilton—Jessica’s friend.

She looked a bit surprised, as if wondering why I was here.

Alicia was always kind to her allies and ruthless to her enemies—

But every now and then, she’d show these brief glimpses of childish innocence.

It was just like in the game.

I still couldn’t let my guard down, but for some reason, that little detail made me feel relieved.

“Well, uh… My homeroom teacher told me, ‘You’re transferring to Class A.’ So… here I am.”

“What? Really?”

“I have no idea if it’s true or not, but that’s what the teacher said.”

Seriously, what a mess…

Class A was stacked with high-ranking nobles, including Prince Alec and the rest of the capture targets.

Jessica was here too.

To be honest, this was the last place I wanted to be.

Every time I had to face the reality of this world, I got the urge to just burn this whole academy to the ground.

“Hmm… I haven’t heard anything about that from the teacher, but… Let’s go inside for now.”

With Alicia leading the way, I stepped into the classroom.

And immediately—Dozens of sharp gazes locked onto me.

Noble students, all dressed in the same uniform as me—

Except their fabrics were far superior in quality.

Their expressions made one thing very clear.

What is a commoner like you doing here?

(H-Haha… I wonder if Jessica went through something like this when she first enrolled…)

[Uh, Master? I think they really hate you. Did you do something to piss them off?]

(I’d like to say no… but as far as these guys are concerned, my very existence is a crime.)

To them, simply being a commoner was unforgivable.

The thought of sharing the same classroom with someone like me was utterly unacceptable.

That’s exactly why, in the game, Jessica—the only commoner in this class—became the prime target for bullying.

[Hah!? What kind of nonsense is that!? There’s no way people actually think being born is a crime!]

(And yet, here we are. Now do you see why I told you to watch what you say? This world is like that.)

[Muu… Why do humans always have to be like this…?”]

Lana muttered something that sounded like an enlightened spirit’s lament for the foolishness of mankind.

But while she was busy sulking, the situation in front of me continued to escalate.

A group of nobles stepped forward, closing in on me.

“Hey, commoner. This isn’t a place you can just waltz into.”

“Leave immediately. It would be in your best interest.”

Their hands began to glow faintly—

A clear sign they were preparing to summon their spirit swords.

Of course, I wasn’t weak enough to lose to these guys.

But the moment I drew my sword, I’d lose.

Even if I won the fight, the only thing that would come out of it would be me taking all the blame.

I couldn’t let that happen.

But just as I was trying to figure out a way out of this—

—Something unexpected happened.

“Oh my, you’re late. Just where were you loitering around?”

A single sentence—spoken by the person who could put an end to this mess.

Standing behind the nobles who had been closing in on me—was Charlotte.

And boy, did she look pissed.

Even the nobles who had been so aggressive just moments ago immediately flinched at her expression.

“Y-Your Grace, Lady Maxwell. However—”

“It is unacceptable for someone of such lowly status to set foot in this sacred classroom—!”

“Silence.”

Her voice was sharp and absolute.

“If you leave right now, I might just let this slide.”

“”…!””

With just one sentence, the nobles scrambled away in a panic.

…Yep. The Maxwell name was definitely in a league of its own, even among the nobility.

Of course, the fact that Charlotte herself was a ridiculously high-spec monster probably played a huge role in that too.

“(E-Edward… You must never, under any circumstances, make Lady Maxwell angry… okay?)”

“(Yeah, I got it. Leave it to me.)”

“Hmph. What a bunch of annoying fools.”

“Good morning, Lady Maxwell.”

I greeted her politely.

Charlotte simply sighed, still looking as irritated as ever.

Honestly, she was like a dragon.

If she was in a bad mood, she’d just tear everything apart without a second thought.

It was a force beyond human control.

“And? Why exactly were you so late?”

“Well… When I went to Class D this morning, my teacher told me to head to Class A instead.”

“Ah…”

…Huh? What was that supposed to mean?

The moment I gave her a straightforward answer, Charlotte let out a small, awkward ah—

Like she had just realized she’d messed up.

That ah sent a very bad feeling down my spine.

“I may have forgotten to tell you that you were transferring to this class starting today. Guess I got a little distracted with everything that’s been going on lately.”

“”WHAT!?!””

Both Alicia and I shouted at the same time.

Charlotte… knew something even the teacher and students of Class A didn’t.

And there was only one explanation for that.

“You were transferred here because we, the Maxwell family, made it happen.”

(WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!?!?)

A dizzying mix of emotions crashed over me—

A deep sense of dread, realizing how absolutely screwed I was—

And an undeniable thrill, knowing that the story was definitely heading in an unpredictable direction.