There's No Way the Hot Girls Would Fall for an Ordinary 'Healer NPC' Like Me! ~About How I'm Just Treating the Beat-Up Heroines, But For Some Reason Their Reactions Are Getting Really Weird~ - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: NPC Reincarnation — The First Heroine

Ughhh…

Why the heck did this happen to me…?

I glanced into the mirror, and there was the face of a super approachable-looking young guy staring back.
Nothing really standout about it, just a gentle, kind face.

Average build, kinda medium height, hair a bit on the longer side. And clothes that were totally plain.
If there was anything different, it was just that little cross mark ✝ on the collar.

……

Looks like this guy is me now. Or more precisely, this is the body I reincarnated into.
I don’t remember what happened, but somehow I know I died.

And when I woke up, I was like this.

“Why the heck did this happen to me…?”

I finally said it out loud instead of just thinking it.
The reason was simple. Because I’m just an ordinary NPC.

The romance RPG I used to play back when I was alive — “Forbidden Apple,” or “Kinpuru” for short.
You become the protagonist, go on adventures with all these beautiful girls, and pick one to fall in love with. Super simple game.

Whoa, don’t get fooled though.

Sure, simple is best and all, but that’s not the only reason I got hooked on Kinpuru.
Kinpuru is one of those R18 adult PC games.

Gorgeous graphics, tons of beautiful illustrations, and above all, those girls’ bouncing boobs.
I basically dedicated my whole life to Kinpuru.

Because, y’know… I’m a virgin.

I’m a virgin.

I said it twice ’cause it’s that important.

Yeah, I’m the classic “no girlfriend ever, age equals years single” kind of weak guy.
Introverted, broke, and on top of that, my dick is tiny.

Obviously no girl was ever gonna like someone like me.
Even the one woman who invited me for a one-night stand took one look after pulling down my pants and went “haha, nope” and left.

That’s why I got so obsessed with Kinpuru. Only when I was playing as the protagonist did the beautiful girls actually fawn over me.
And when you max out their affection, you get to see those special scenes.

It felt like I was really doing it with them, and I could forget about real life.
So if I ever got reincarnated, I always thought I’d wanna be the protagonist of Kinpuru for sure.

“……”

But look at me now. This is what I get.

I’d seen this face hundreds of times.
Because Kinpuru’s difficulty is straight-up brutal.

To get close with the beautiful girls, you have to grind through fight after fight.
And the enemies hit like trucks, it hurts so bad.

One wrong move and your whole party could wipe. Total bullshit difficulty.
So I’d run out of herbs and the money to buy more, and every time I’d end up relying on the healer NPC.

That’s how I ended up memorizing this nice, safe-looking face.
Nothing special about it, but I’d seen it so much I got it burned into my brain.

So I figured it out right away.
I’d reincarnated as the healer NPC in Kinpuru.
After that, I just gave up and decided to live as an NPC.
‘Cause if I don’t work, I don’t eat.

That’s all there is to it.

Since I can’t change the fact that I reincarnated, I gotta live in this body.
While treating all kinds of people, I noticed a few things.

First, my healing only works if I rub the injured spot.

Second, no matter how bad the injury—even if something’s missing—it heals perfectly once I rub it.

And finally, rubbing people is seriously tiring.

Yeah, massaging someone’s body is surprisingly exhausting. Especially the soft parts.
Surprised? I was too.

Hard spots need real pressure, but soft ones, your fingers sink in, so the motion gets big.
Basically, you gotta keep moving your fingers the whole time.

“Haa…”

A sigh slipped out before I could stop it.

This world is kinda like medieval Europe.
Plus there are monsters around.

So pretty much every young guy gets sent to the battlefield.
Fewer men means fewer kids too.

That’s why the population is shrinking and aging fast.

Even though the job is this tiring, almost everyone who comes to me is old folks.
What’s even fun about rubbing some wrinkly old body?

Man, I really got the short end of the stick.

Oh yeah, and there’s one more thing I figured out.
Down there on this body… it’s weirdly huge.
Haha, at first I actually laughed.

It’s more than twice the size of the protagonist’s that I’d seen so many times.

I thought, “Hell yeah, I won.”

And it really felt that way.

But don’t forget.

I’m still a virgin.

If I can’t use it, it doesn’t mean shit!

So today, just like every other day, my gloomy mood kept going.
—Ding.

The doorbell rang, and I got up from the living room sofa.
The house isn’t fancy, so the treatment room is part of the living space too.

“Hau hau… sorry… ugh…”

From that voice, it sounds like another bad injury.

Still, that voice sounds kinda familiar.

Where have I heard it…?

Thinking that, I went to the entrance, and there stood an elf girl with golden hair.

The second I saw her, my brain just stopped.
—She’s beautiful.

Her golden hair sparkled like sunlight turned into threads, flowing smoothly all the way down to her waist. Even though she was covered in wounds, that shine didn’t have a single cloud on it.

Her skin was so white and clear it looked like it would break if you touched it, and the red scrapes here and there stood out painfully, somehow making her beauty even stronger.

And then—her eyes.

Those big, teary jade-green eyes were trembling like she was about to burst into tears any second. Every time her long lashes shook, a drop of tears would fall. The whole thing looked so fragile, like she was a creature that existed just to be protected.

Her ears were the long, slender kind typical of elves, twitching weakly.

Slim shoulders. Delicate arms. Fingers that looked like they might snap.

Everything about her screamed “I’ll break if you touch me”—

Except for her chest, which was making an impossible claim.

Even through the cloth, you could clearly see those ridiculously rich curves. Every time she breathed, they moved up and down and just stole your eyes away.

And yet it didn’t feel cheap at all. If anything, it made the girl’s beauty stand out even more.

“Um… excuse me…”

Her thin voice called out to me, trembling.

Just that one sentence made my chest tighten up.

Ah, crap.

This is—

She’s way too cute.

No good.

The beautiful girl in front of me was so stunning that my vocabulary seemed to have leveled up without me noticing.

Okay, calm down first.

In… out…

Got it?

In… out…
Wait, that’s not right!
I guess I’m totally flustered from how pretty she is.

Makes sense though.

I know her.

She’s one of the heroines from Kinpuru—the one I, as the protagonist, had overlapped skin with so many times—Elfina Runeleaf.

The kind-hearted girl who was always by the protagonist’s side, supporting him.

So without thinking, I went,

“W-w-what happened to you?”

I totally bit my tongue.

“Um, shop owner… an ogre’s attack hit me straight in the chest… augh… it really hurts…”

“Oh.”

“Oh…?”

Her boobs!?