Reincarnated as a Villain That was Killed Before the Game Starts

[71] The original world and my body

“With that said, what’s going on with my time in the world?

“It’s going the same way this way. So it must have been a year since Meiko was in an accident.”

If you ask me a question, Ouga will answer it.

That day I was in an accident.

Ouga restored my body, which was dying.

After that, he said, he asked someone he knew and his own user demon to come to this world.

“Exactly if you don’t have a soul in it, your body will be debilitated. That’s why I had my replacement soul put into that acquaintance. I mean, there’s someone else in Meiko’s body.”

Ouga says this was a necessary measure.

“That soul… how did you get it?

Ask anxiously.

If it’s for me, Ouga makes it easier to kill people.

That reminded me of what Nicole was saying.

“It’s something someone I know brought from somewhere. I could only confirm the color because it was immediately put in Meiko’s body, but it was not the kind of evil spirit. Besides that acquaintance, I don’t think it’s weird because my demons are watching my body.”

Apparently, Ouga hasn’t gotten it.

Though a little relieved, Ouga’s words are badly toothed.

He seems a little anxious.

“Someone I know brought it from somewhere… is he a resident of the world over here, not of Meiko?

To Ixis’ question, Ouga clouds his face.

“That’s what I can say both ways. Remember we talked about a spirit named ‘Genger’ before? That’s what it is.”

There are many worlds on the other side of the space.

Ouga had explained that Genger existed in many worlds at the same time and shared the memory of himself in another.

A creature also known as the Prophet, who wants to see the potential future of those he likes and show it to someone if he thinks it’s funny.

The Maiden Game I was playing in the original world: The Crown of Dusk.

That, using a medium called game in my world, Ouga said that Genger would have put out ‘Someone’s Future Seen in Another World’ to the world.

I met Genger once.

Yeah, Ouga said that, but that seemed to be my world.

That day I was in an accident.

Someone I know who’s not very close has contacted Ouga.

If you’re surprised, he suddenly confesses that he’s a genius.

Then he told Ouga something meaningful.

That’s in a far-fetched prophecy.

Like I’m telling you to stay with me today, it sounded like Ouga.

Maybe I have something.

Ouga thought so, distracted and made a mistake at work.

I followed it up and bite my lips with regret that I was in an accident when I got home late.

“Genger can’t change the future of others he predicted for himself. That’s why I asked you to look for a possible future to change. Perhaps Genger’s prediction of the future suggests that Mako was due to die that day”

Ouga squeals like that.

“He probably, no, knew for sure that I could use the restorative magic of water attributes. I also knew that Meiko’s soul would go somewhere because I had sourced it from the beginning. He’s been working on everything from the beginning to save Mako.”

Maybe even meeting me and Ouga is the future that Genger handed over for a purpose.

Ouga whines about that.

“It’s just that he definitely thinks of Mako special. So don’t worry about your health.”

It’s a nasty one, but I trust it around there.

Yes, Ouga added.

“You know me, too?

“… well. Don’t ask me because I can’t answer whoever you ask me, okay? I don’t think I’m doing anything wrong because I care about Mako enough to reveal who I hate.”

Ouga, who answers my question, seems to trust me in that he doesn’t like it but doesn’t harm me.

Someone who is close to me and doesn’t like Ouga.

Thinking of it that way, only one person came to mind.

Childhood friendly – Saki.

“Meiko, do you know this overly suspicious old face foreigner? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. They’re taking us into a world of suspicion!

The first day Ouga has transferred to high school.

With that said, Saki pulls me away from Ouga.

The two have been friends with the dog monkeys since.

No, no way!

Saki and I are childhood friendly and I know parents and siblings.

We used to be together, and Saki didn’t have any fantasy elements like the Dragon Clan.

Saki has a fearless personality that makes it clear what she wants to say, quite poisonous tongue.

Then it is realistic in one way or another.

Sometimes I make meaningful remarks, and I’m a normal girl though I’ve had places to scratch around.

“… could Saki be a genger?

Mouth it, wondering no way.

Ouga turns away silently.

That seemed affirmative.

“No, but no way. Saki has a family, not a spirit…”

“Gengers are usually born. If you’re a human genger, you’re born a human being. In all worlds, the same gengers exist, even if they are different ages”

Ouga answers and exhales.

“My colleague is a dragon tribe and childhood taming is a spirit… what’s going on around me!?

“I’m sorry about the confusion, but even more importantly, Maiko’s brother Lintaro is my demon.”

Ouga says something like that to me, screaming.

“Lintaro… what?

“He’s a demon. Mine.”

When I asked him if he heard me differently, Ouga said such a thing with a very unexpected look on his face.

Lin Taro is my brother.

It’s called Zhongji disease, a little… no, in a boy who speaks and acts quite painfully.

I’m not particularly injured, but I have an eye bandage in my right eye and a bandage in my left arm.

All of a sudden my right eye says something like that, and he’s an unfortunate kid who talks about character settings.

Roots are good kids……

Lin Taro was interested in Ouga from the beginning.

When I told him about meeting a suspicious foreigner, he ate it with his eyes open.

“You’re a stray, evil user from another world. I didn’t know you were coming into contact with my sister…”

With that in mind, I took the liberty of incorporating Ouga into my settings, and occasionally started putting a little bite on Ouga.

Now I think Lintaro’s dialogue at that time is quite shooting.

Ouga had come from different worlds, as well as wizards of water and dark attributes.

However, I can assure you that I just imitated it because it had the exact same development in Lin Taro’s favorite cartoon.

Lin Taro sticks to me.

Go visit Ouga’s house, hide your fear and approach Ouga.

I was strangely intrigued and nostalgic for Ouga by the familiar habits.

Ouga didn’t make fun of Lin Taro’s story.

I take it seriously, I think I was talking about what this world’s magic system is or something like that.

Surprisingly, Ouga is fine… or something. Though I was looking at it from a distance.

If you listen to me, Ouga seemed to mistake Lin Taro for the first wizard of this world.

Ouga noticed something was wrong as she exchanged information with Lintaro.

When I found out that Lin Taro’s story was a delusion based on cartoons in this world, time was already late.

He was after he taught that he was a dragon tribe or that the other world was on the other side of the space.

Lin Taro insisted on giving himself a magical attribute, and Ouga seemed to have given him a broken and completely unused light attribute.

By the way, there are two types of magic that can be used: eye-catching magic called Meles, and magic that allows you to see and touch ghosts like Celes.

Apparently Ouga thought it would be useless and not dangerous.

But I can’t believe Lintaro was becoming an ogre user demon.

Be stunned by an unexpected confession.

“Lin Taro, Meiko’s family, is following Meiko’s body right on the side. So somehow… no, I’d like to think it might be more troublesome but it’s okay”

That’s right, the mouthful of Ouga’s eyes are swimming.

I guess you don’t think Lin Taro can have a decent follow up.

I don’t know what kind of soul is in my body.

But I’m talking about Lintaro.

Strong and elusive, with words that seem to make sense and have no meaning at all.

I told you about delusions and settings, you must be severely confusing the soul that entered my body.

I’m worried about me over there……!

More than the fact that someone I don’t know is in there, the anxiety factor is that Lin Taro is around to follow.

If I was talking and acting like Taro Hayashi and being seen with white eyes or something around me, I’d be crying.

If you want to go see how it goes as soon as possible, Ouga nods to me that you understand.

We made a quick move to Nihon in the near future.

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Like in the dragon, I feel safe that Claude will stay in the mansion.

But when it’s just another world, you also have to take Claude, who is making a pledge with limited distance from Hilda.

If that’s what you think, you told me Ouga could do something about it.

Fix the spatial distance between Claude and me, let the pledge illuminate you. If anything.

It was difficult and I wasn’t sure, but if Ouga, who has the talent to manipulate the space, could lend me a hand, Claude seems to be in the mansion and has no problem.

Still will be vacating the mansion for about a week, so hurry up processing while you’re away.

The paperwork was cleaned up by Ouga, so I thought I’d go tell the boys at the mansion that I was going to vacate the house, and the knock sounded three times and Vice came in.

“Dear Meiko, are you really going out to another world!

Apparently, the information was already around.

In my empty eyes, I saw confusion.

“Yeah, I’m going to, but did something go wrong?

“What, no… that. Going to another world is dangerous! And Elemente’s blessing is in ten days, right?

If you ask, Vice clouds his face and squeals about it.

Look at that, I’m pinned.

“It’s okay, Vice. ‘Cause I’m gonna be back by then.”

It was said that the other world was my original home.

So I guess I went over there and got anxious that I wouldn’t be coming back as I was.

I stroke my saggy hair, thinking she was cute.

I’m not a kid, so stop it, and the vice that grows up in a little light is still cute.

“Besides, if you’re already done with the embroidery,”

Push your chest out, show your handkerchief.

When Vice received Till’s handkerchief from my hand, he gently touched that embroidered area with his finger.

“White butterfly…… and is it a red flower”

“She said she’d give it to her future lover, so I designed it for women.”

While I’m at it, it’s pretty good.

I think it’s simple but cute.

……

Vice kept stroking the embroidered part of the handkerchief so he could think of something.

I think maybe you’re thinking about the mother who couldn’t give Till a handkerchief.

“… why did you turn it into a white butterfly?

Vice has been staring at me with disappointing eyes.

There was a careful sound there, as if to explore our sincerity.

“What? I thought it might look like this handkerchief’s blue. You couldn’t get a white butterfly?

“No…… I think it’s nice. Looks like you dyed the yarn on the flower part properly with blood. Thank you.”

When I asked him if this white butterfly made sense, Vice thanked him and kept his head down.

“It was pretty hard to dye that, wasn’t it?

“I’m so sorry.”

Vice apologizes to me for sounding sorry if I told you.

“You don’t have to apologize, because I’m family. I’m more than happy to thank you.”

“Yes, thank you”

I think it’s worth the effort to laugh at Vice like a solder.

Vice had asked me to keep this incident to myself.

Vice and Till on the day, and me alone are supposed to climb the roof.

Apparently, there’s a day and place where you get handkerchiefs from other people, and a rule that you shouldn’t divulge about that handkerchief.

Vice was forcefully theorizing that each and every one of those little things made sense.

So even when I went to buy a handkerchief with Meir, I just told them I was going to buy a handkerchief and I didn’t say anything about the ritual.

Especially hard to hide was when I cut my fingers and dyed the yarn with blood.

It seems that Ixis, the guardian dragon, is set to protect the Lord, so the emotions of pain are transmitted quite sensitively.

I went to the kitchen not to be suspicious and tried it out with the setting that I accidentally cut it with a knife.

Blood draped on a plate, clothed and hidden before Ixis arrived.

Immediately as expected, Ixis appeared and was changing his blood phase.

“Meiko, there’s blood. Yes, to Augusto!

He didn’t even give me a gap to answer that it was okay. Ixis hugged me and ripped the space and took me to Ouga’s.

It was so messy, this one was in such a hurry.

“… how do we cut our palms like this while we’re cooking?

Ixis was cool with Ouga anyway.

Knowing my cooking skills, Ouga is injured.

I put Ixis out there because I’m going to treat him and Ouga asking questions is a bit…… no, I was pretty scared.

Low voice, angry eyes.

Regretting that I should have thought of a place to cut a little more, I explained that I had put the fruit on my hand and tried to cut it wrong.

“You think you can fool me with a lie like that? It’s a weird position for someone to cut it, so I guess I cut it myself…”

“Huh! Ouch!

Ouga pushes her wound, her voice leaks from her mouth unexpectedly and tears come to her.

“I won’t tolerate hurting Meiko, even Meiko himself. Don’t ask me wacky this time, but don’t ever do it again.”

The scolding Ouga’s voice sounds like he thinks of me.

The magic formation of water light activated between the connected hands, the wound became hot and eventually the pain drew.

“… sorry”

“Apologize to Ixis later, too. He’s worried too.”

To be honest with you, Ouga plucks the blood on his hands with a beautiful cloth.

Although there were no more scars there.

Guilt lingered in my chest.

Ouga looks scared, but rarely angry at me.

Scold rather than be angry.

I don’t scold you unreasonably, so I’m definitely bad at that.

That’s why when you get seriously mad at me from Ouga…… I knew it would snap.

“Yeah, well, I got my share of Vice!

Speak brightly to Vice so as to encourage yourself to think back about that and feel like you’re constantly nagging.

Lunar handkerchief with the same butterfly and flower embroidery.

I was able to collect more blood than I thought, so I mixed the blood with the red thread over here.

“I use the same pattern of blood filling yarn as Till. The handkerchief that Vice got from your mother was burned in a fire, right? If it’s from me…… what the hell”

Vice opened his eyes.

Then smile thinly.

“… thank you”

That wasn’t childish, it was a creepy, luscious grin.

The handkerchief I would give to Vice was the first to think about making it something I could normally use with an initial.

But I noticed.

The handkerchief that Vice had his mother cook in a fire is gone.

Given the significance of connecting that and blood, Vice wanted to present this handkerchief with blessings from me.

“Oh, I’m glad. With this… Till will be delighted”

Vice narrows his eyes inadvertently.

The happiest face I’ve ever seen.

I was glad I did it in an exaggerated way, as if years of dreams had come true.

“Can I keep this handkerchief until Ritual Day? Maybe not by nature, but as a sign of my promise to come back.”

“Sure, fine!

If you nod in two replies, Vice hugs the handkerchief to his chest.

“The true Mako is a kind man. I’m so glad Meiko is Hilda.”

The vice smiles all the time.

It sounded like a compliment, because of my mind – I felt like it contained a little thorn.