The Female Hero Party That Exiled Me, All of Them Are Mentally Broken - Chapter 12

I escaped from Cecily’s place and took refuge at a café on the main street for now.

…But things hadn’t gotten any better.

Four stunningly beautiful women were surrounding me at the open terrace seats.

Adventurers and men in the street were glaring at me with jealous eyes.

“Hey, that guy’s surrounded by four gorgeous girls!”

“Is this a disaster? No, it looks like a harem. So unfair!”

Whispers of envy floated on the wind, mixed with the smell of coffee. To them, this looked like something to envy.

What a huge misunderstanding. This isn’t a harem or a fun scene; it’s a full-blown hell with no escape.

“Al in a dress. That works.”

“It works.”

“Totally works.”

“Right?!”

Yuria, Naitsu-san, and Serara-san nodded seriously. Cecily leaned forward while clapping her hands, as she’d just gotten what she wanted.

My headache was about to explode. I pressed my forehead against the cold glass of iced coffee and let out a heavy sigh.

“…Ah, Cecily. I thought you were the only normal one.”

“I’m sorry, Alphonse-san. I’ve always thought about it. You’d look amazing in a dress.”

Cecily should have been all neat and proper as she stared at me with dreamy eyes. A sweet floral scent floated around, and I felt cold sweat run down my spine.

“Haa, so. Can I just go home now?”

I tried to stand from my chair.

Why is this crazy hero party even here?

“Seriously? Why are Yuria and the others even here?”

“Well, where Al goes, the hero party follows.”

“Al-kun is the center of our party, after all.”

“Because you’re a god.”

They sipped their tea elegantly, saying it like it was obvious. My head was pounding. I just wanted to go home.

“Wait! Alphonse-san, please. Try dressing up!”

“I’m not. And why would I?! I’m a boy!”

I pushed Cecily off me with all my strength as she clung to me.

“Alphonse-san, you’re so cute…”

“If you’re talking about cute, then look at Yuria and the others! They’re beautiful! You should make them wear the clothes you made!”

I pointed at the three heroes, trying to suggest a way out. Cecily slammed her hands on the table. The ice in the glass clinked loudly.

“Dressing up beautiful girls in cute clothes, what fun is that?!”

She snorted and started rambling with a crazy passion. Her eyes were terrifying…!

“Making a boy wear cute girl outfits… seeing him embarrassed and half-crying… that’s what’s fun!”

I couldn’t even close my mouth. I couldn’t understand any of it.

But there were people at the same table who completely got this crazy logic.

“Yes, that works!”

“Absolutely works.”

Yuria and Naitsu-san linked arms and nodded deeply in agreement. 

Cecily’s obsession had perfectly synced with these insane heroes.

“Waaah, no. I wanna go home!”

Tears in my eyes, I tried to bolt off the café terrace like a runaway rabbit.

But, grab, my right arm was caught by an unbelievably strong grip.

I turned, and Yuria’s blue eyes glowed eerily.

“Al, you can’t just pick and choose what you like.”

“Y-Yuria? What are you saying?!”

I struggled desperately and looked at my reliable big-sister figure in silver armor.

“Naitsu-san! Help me!”

“I-I don’t want to do anything my little brother hates. But at the same time… I want to see you hate it…”

“Naitsu-san!?”

I watched in despair as Naitsu covered her face, giving in to her own desires. I clung to my last hope.

“If it’s come to this, only Serara-san can help.”

“God… God Alphonse-sama…”

Serara-san clasped her hands together with her face dreamy and started some kind of mysterious prayer.

No, I had no allies left. I looked around at the adventurers nearby while hoping for help.

But all they did was glare at me with hatred, thinking, “Showing off your cute girl harem.”

“I-I have no one on my side. Waaaaaah.”

My desperate cries were swallowed by the noisy street in the crowd.

And so, surrounded by four dangerous women, I was dragged as I was kicking and screaming, while being taken back toward Cecily’s house.