When a Corporate Slave Guy Reincarnated as a Mob Villain (Slave Trader), He Used His Knowledge of the Game to Raise the Heroines to Be the Strongest, Unintentionally Turning Them Into Yanderes, and Before He Knew It, He Was Completely Breaking the Story - Chapter 1

Even so, no matter how you look at it, I feel like there could have been a better place to be reincarnated.

Becoming a hero with cheat abilities and living a harem life…Well, I wouldn’t expect that much.

I’d even be fine with being one of those villainous nobles that are popular right now.

I’ve worked enough in my past life, so I don’t want to be rushing to work for a while.

Well…but, to begin with, I hate standing out, and I’m not good with people.

So, I don’t need any special abilities.

I don’t even have to be a noble.

I’d be fine just living a slow life in some rural village, maybe as a farmer.

There, I’d get along with a kind childhood friend…and as we grew up, we’d fall in love with each other…

But we wouldn’t be able to take that final step forward…

And then, finally, we’d cross that line, I’d start a family with my cute childhood friend, and live a modest but peaceful life—

“Let me out of here!! You scum!!”

“You coward!!!”

I was having the same impossible daydreams as I did in my past life.

Except this time, I wasn’t lying on a worn-out bed in a rundown apartment…I was inside my own shop.

And, as usual, my fantasies were cut short.

Once again, the voices of people yelling echoed throughout my shop.

Whenever new stock comes in, this is what happens.

The first time I heard it, I was traumatized, but now…I’ve gotten completely used to these kinds of screams.

Humans can get used to anything.

Yes…five years is enough time to get accustomed to almost anything.

By the way, my shop is, of course, filled with merchandise.

But my shop doesn’t sell weapons, armor, or food.

I sell living people.

All of them are kept in cages of various sizes.

Some stare at me with empty eyes, while others glare at me with intense murderous intent.

In front of me is the only person in the shop not inside a cage.

A girl wearing a maid’s outfit.

No…it’d be more accurate to call her a beautiful girl.

Frills decorate the apron on her chest, making her ample breasts stand out even more.

Her short dress reveals her smooth, beautiful legs, peeking out boldly.

Despite how seductive her outfit is, she still manages to exude a sense of elegance, thanks to her beauty and graceful demeanor.

As she gently flicked her long, shining blonde hair, tied into a single ponytail, she softly said,

“Did you call for me, Master…?”

She bowed slightly and spoke quietly, as usual.

I glanced at her face.

Her large, clear, blue eyes met mine.

I felt as if I might get sucked into those eyes.

She’s the kind of beautiful girl that anyone—no, any man—would find impossible to look away from.

Even though I see her every day, I’ve never gotten used to her beauty.

This girl’s name is Alice Runehold.

I know Alice very well.

We’ve known each other for five years now.

But actually, I knew her even before that.

That’s because the world I was reincarnated into is very familiar to me.

Yes…this world is the setting of a cult classic RPG from 25 years ago called “Lunatic Wars”.

And Alice is the heroine of that game.

I spent my middle and high school years playing that game obsessively, to the point of ruining my real life.

So, it’s no exaggeration to say that Alice was my first love.

Alice, whom I could only see in pixel art, is now right here with me in real life…in 8K resolution.

What’s more, she’s devotedly serving as my maid.

It’s like a dream come true.

Yes…on the surface, it seems like a reincarnation success story, but…reality isn’t that sweet.

Even if this is the world of a game…

First of all, I’m not the protagonist of this game.

In fact, I’m practically the opposite.

There’s no point in beating around the bush.

To put it simply, I was reincarnated as a minor villain in Lunatic Wars.

Yes…for some reason, I was reincarnated as the “Slave Trader.”

In other words, the people in the cages are my merchandise—my slaves.

No wonder they’re all glaring at me with murderous intent.

By the way, since I’m just a minor character, the “Slave Trader” didn’t even have a name in the game.

But I suppose I should introduce myself anyway.

In this world, my name is Linus.

As for my previous name…well, no one cares, so let’s leave it at that.

Back to the topic.

While the Slave Trader doesn’t have a name, I was given an event, for better or worse.

Yes…at the start of the story, I’m destined to be defeated—and killed—by Alice.

Here’s how the story goes.

Alice is the princess of Runehold Kingdom.

But Runehold was destroyed by a powerful empire, the Garoon Empire, which ruled over the continent.

Alice barely managed to escape, but she was eventually caught by bandits and sold as a slave.

Yes…and the despicable “Slave Trader” who bought her is none other than me.

At the beginning of the story, the protagonist and his companions defeat the Slave Trader and rescue Alice.

After that, Alice joins the protagonist’s group as a heroine and plays an active role.

From there, Alice and her companions wage war against the mighty Garoon Empire, their main enemy throughout the story.

That opening event—when Alice kills me—is coming soon…

I have to escape from here before that happens.

It’s already been a long time since I was reincarnated…five whole years have passed since then…