Author Notes:

I wrote an SS to commemorate the release of volume 7, “The Otome Game World is a Tough World for Mobs,” on January 30.

It’s an IF story, so it doesn’t have any deep meaning.

The characters are based on the book version, which is a bit different from the web version.

Readers who are interested in Louise should buy the book version.

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My name is Leon Sara Rault.

I am a former Japanese who was reincarnated from modern Japan to the Republic of Arzel.

Republic of Arzel ―― It was a country with an aristocratic republic, a country that consisted of six nations.

One of the houses in charge of that is the Rault House, and I am the heir.

When I was reincarnated, I became a winner in life, but I also have a lot of problems.

Master, please confirm the 334th plan!

The one-eyed object, a blue sphere with a red lens, continues to bring me plans for the day.

I picked up a thick stack of papers, flipped through them ―― and tossed them into the fireplace.

“Rejected”

This rotten descendant of the new humaaaans!! What’s wrong with my plaaaan!!

When the floating sphere falls to the ground, it rolls around the room.

This ball-shaped guy’s name is Ideal.

The main body of the ship was a warship, a supply ship for the old humans, but he had dispatched a subunit to me like this.

He hates new human beings who can use magic.

“You never learn, do you? Give it up already.”

He’s now on my side, but at first it was a dangerous AI that tried to use me to destroy the new human race.

I smelled something fishy when I met him, and I revealed Ideal’s true nature.

For some reason, he thinks the Sacred Tree is important, so I took the Sacred Tree hostage and negotiated with Ideal.

What did I do?

I just threatened to blow up the sacred tree if he didn’t officially recognize me as his master.

I reflect on how reckless I was at that time.

I will destroy the new humans and create a paradise where the old humans can live. That’s my mission!

“Oh, yeah. Well, just give up. As long as you’re under me, you’ll never achieve your goals.”

If it weren’t for you. And how ―― How could someone like him be chosen as a guardian?

On my right hand is a crest given to me by the Sacred Tree.

Originally, the crest belonged to the six great noble houses, but the Sacred Tree recognized me as its guardian when I took control of Ideal.

Thanks to that, I have the greatest crest in the Republic.

“Sacred Tree has a better eye than you do, doesn’t it.”

You’re the one who threatened me with blowing up that sacred tree!

“You? Is it okay to talk to Master like that ~?”

I laughed at him, and Ideal looked really annoyed. The metal sphere was heating up and emitting steam.

“Give it up already. Your Master’s dream has come true, hasn’t it? The world is now green and full of life. I’m sure your master would have been pleased.”

If the new humans are destroyed, it will be perfect. So let’s destroy them together. It’s all right. We’ll only overlook the Republic’s new humans. Isn’t that good?

“That’s not good!”

The story of how I got this dangerous AI is that this world is very similar to the otome game world I know.

So I thought there might be one ―― so I did some research and found this guy in the dungeon right under the sacred tree.

While I’m having a normal, noisy conversation with Ideal, my big sister comes into the room.

She has a bob-cut blonde who reaches her fluffy shoulders, and a gentle face, it’s my big sister Louise Sara Rault.

She walks into her brother’s room without knocking and gives me a stunned look.

“You’ve been playing again “

“When you enter a young man’s room, you should at least knock. What are you going to do if there’s an accident?”

“You used to be so cute, but now you’ve become such a bad character, it makes onee-chan sad.”

While complaining, my big sister is shamelessly crying “lie”, I asked her why she had come to my room.

“So what do you want?”

“Oh, that’s right. Leon, you drove Otou-sama’s car around, didn’t you?”

It’s a sports car that my father has, but from my point of view, it’s a classic car.

I could have driven a car with all sorts of features, but I crashed it because it didn’t have any useful features.

“Oh, sh*t”

I forgot to apologize and quickly got ready to run away.

But this is where Ideal betrays me.

Alberg-dono! Master is trying to escape!

When he shouted that I was trying to escape, my father came to me.

“Leon, you’ve hit my car again. Did you know how many times you’ve done this!”

My dad has a blue streak on his forehead after his favorite car was hit.

“It’s just once, so just forgive me, okay.”

“It’s the third! This is the thrice you’ve crashed this month! I won’t forgive you today. I’m gonna give you a lecture.”

I resisted my father’s attempts to take me out of the room, but my sister pushed my back.

“Give up and take your lectures. If you had been nicer to your onee-chan, I would have helped you escape.”

When I heard that, I changed my attitude quickly.

“My dear onee-sama, please help this cute little brother.”

“Hmm, too bad. If it had been beloved onee-sama, I would have helped you.”

“Absolutely a lie! You’re just messing with me!”

My dad let out a sigh of amazed as my sister and I made a fuss.

“You guys are really close. It’s getting kind of silly.”

You should be more serious about your anger! Bring this rotten scum to justice!

Even though my dad has given up on the sermon, Ideal doesn’t seem to allow it.

“Oi. Aren’t AIs supposed to help their Master?”

I’m sad just to have you as my master, so don’t ask me for more! Damn it ―― why did this really happen to me?

“What a poor AI. I’m going to work you for the rest of your life, so give it up.”

“I-If only you weren’t”

As I looked at Ideal’s frustrated expression, I satisfied.

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Sapling-chan ( ゜д゜) “Are? What will happen to my position if Leon-san is reincarnated in the Republic?”

Brian (´?ω?｀) “Isn’t it going to disappear? Ah, The Otome Game World is a Tough World for Mobs, Volume 7 is now on sale. Enjoy the Marie route of the questionnaire benefits.”