When I Woke Up, I Seemed to Have Become the Villain in an Erotic Game I Was Hooked On, But the Route for This Character Is Nothing but Death Flags?

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Episode 12: The Dreaming Girl

I think the gears started to break down two years ago. My father’s company, which had been doing well, was hit hard by a scandal involving one of his subordinates.

The backlash from the incident led to a public firestorm, and the company plunged into the red, unable to recover.

Even after two years, the effects of that disaster hadn’t faded. Just as bankruptcy became a real consideration, the topic of my engagement was brought up.

The arrangement was this: in exchange for me becoming the fiancée of Yuuya Saijo, the eldest son of the Saijo family, the Hojo Group would be absorbed entirely into the Saijo family’s control. This proposal came last month.

After a month of preparations, I officially got engaged to Yuuya Saijo yesterday.

Under normal circumstances, I would never even consider an engagement with such a despicable person, but when I thought about my parents and all the employees, it seemed selfish to reject the idea if it meant saving them.

I understand that much. If I alone have to endure this, my parents, my sister, and everyone else will be saved. A happy ending.

That’s good enough, isn’t it? Besides, if I were to reject this engagement and rob my parents and the employees of their future, I couldn’t imagine living with myself.

The guilt would crush me. That’s why I tell myself this is the right thing to do.

And yet, deep down, I can’t help but think, Why does it have to be me?

“Honestly, though, when is he going to show up? It’s ridiculous how I seem to be the only one giving this any thought…”

A few hours earlier, we had a formal meeting to present ourselves as an engaged couple. Afterward, Saijo looked me over from head to toe with a disgusting gaze and then told me to stay in one of the guest rooms at the Saijo residence. I came here with a resolve as strong as jumping off Kiyomizu Temple, yet here I am, waiting—and his absence is infuriating.

It’s strange how things work. Even though I loathe him so much, his absence irritates me.

What on earth is he thinking? If he’s going to take my first time, I wish he’d just hurry up and get it over with.

Sure, there was a time when I dreamed about my first experience, but I’m no longer in a position to talk about love and romance.

Of course, if I were honest, I’d want my first time to be with someone I love… with Tojo. But once it’s over, those naive dreams of a lovestruck girl will vanish.

…Maybe I’ll have some lingering regret, but I won’t feel remorse. Still, despite all the resolve I gathered to come to this room, Yuya Saijo never came.

After School

The black limousine carrying Misaki and me was parked in the lot of a certain McDonald’s. The sheer absurdity of the scene made me want to snap a picture, but I held back.

Misaki, on the other hand, was already taking photos.

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Episode 13: The Handsome and the Beautiful

Misaki said she plans to show it to her colleagues tomorrow. The fact that it’s not her friends or classmates, but her fellow housemaids, makes me feel a bit guilty. I try hard to suppress that guilt so it doesn’t show on my face.

“Have a safe trip, Yuya-sama.” “That’s a bit dramatic. But, as always, thank you, Tanaka.”

“Y-Yuya-sama!!” Casually offering a word of appreciation to Nishijo Yuuya’s personal chauffeur, who always picks me up and drops me off, suddenly causes him to burst into tears.

“Hey, don’t cry over something like that!” “It’s not just that!! I’m… I’m overwhelmed with emotion!!”

“Uh, okay then.” “Yes!!” What is this? Even I feel a little taken aback, but it’s clear that he takes his work seriously and, at the very least, doesn’t dislike Yuya.

Surprisingly, there are two people close by who see Nishijo Yuya in a positive light.

Maybe there’s even a chance I’m liked by those in my immediate circle.

That realization makes me feel sorry for Nishijo Yuuya, who disappeared without ever noticing this fact.

“Alright, Misaki, let’s stop taking pictures for now and head to McDonald’s.”

“Y-Yes!!” “Tanaka, I’ll explain to your parents that today’s visit was entirely my idea, so don’t worry about it. It’s not your responsibility.”
“T-Thank you for such consideration toward someone like me, Yuuya-sama!!”

Then, I enter McDonald’s with Misaki, but the moment we step in, I can feel the atmosphere of the place change.

At the same time, I pick up bits of conversation like, “Who’s that handsome guy? Totally my type!!” or “Look at that! I’ve never seen such a gorgeous girl before!!”

At Seijo Academy, where I’ve been enrolled from kindergarten through university via their elevator system, I’ve never heard such comments before.

As expected from the villain character of an erotic game and his loyal companion.

Compared to the outside world, our appearances apparently stand out as exceptionally attractive.

Speaking of Misaki’s appearance, she’s about 165 cm tall, with reddish-brown hair that reaches her shoulders, porcelain-like white skin, and—true to the standards of an erotic game—J-cup proportions.

Her aura exudes a mix of small, defenseless animal charm that makes you want to protect her and puppy-like friendliness. She’s the kind of woman any man would fall in love with at first sight.

When someone like her walks into the store, it’s easy to see that while her classmates might be accustomed to her beauty, the men who have never seen Misaki before are falling head over heels for her one by one.

This must be what they call a femme fatale. No exaggeration, in another era, her beauty could genuinely bring a country to ruin.