Howdy world, it's me, Razel Bartlet.
A simple boy with black hair and eyes.
I was originally a Japanese student who died and was reincarnated in an otome game. A dating simulator for girls.
The bad thing about having awakened in this world is that there are dangers that will happen in the future and I must avoid them.
Why me?
Because there is no one else like me.
I honestly wish I had reincarnated allies.
But there is no one like me.
That's why I made the decision to create an alter ego, Licht. And thus save the world from the shadows.
Am I not the most merciful person in the world?
Instead of looking for a place to go and hide for when chaos happens, or knowing about edible plants and non-killer mushrooms for when there is nothing to eat.
Shouldn't the people of the future thank me for saving their lives?
Well, they won't since they don't know I exist.
But there are very few who
As you can see, Barbara's story is just beginning, there is more to tell as it includes several characters in her youth. Also this past serves to indicate why she doesn't just exist for fanservice, but to show what a truly empowered woman who gets ahead is all about.
"Do you wear everything?" Me and my girlfriends had changed into our uniform. It was eight o'clock in the morning, classes were starting at ten o'clock. The reason for this is because it is the first day of school so there is flexibility of schedule. Everyone goes back to the dormitories, which is another reason for such a late schedule. Eli was arranging Lily's pigtails while Celia was arranging in her own rebellious style while Evelyn was telling Celia how she looked. As for me, I was surprised because my uniform had to be replaced with a new one. As my body grew and so did my muscle mass, my clothes no longer fit. So they had to order a new one. Once my uniform arrived I tried it on. Barbara was present and apparently she couldn't stand the urge to try on the new uniform and knelt down to give it a good loo
"As you can see, the magic circle used here has multiple joints." The days passed normally, before the students knew it, they reached the middle of October. Although they are preparing for the areas of the school festival, it does not mean that class A, the one representing the best students will invest their time only in it. The school festival is divided into two parts. The first is the cultural festival which takes two days and the last day is the sports festival. Students were preparing as many will participate in different clubs and attractions on that day as it is part of their exam grade. At this time, Eli and Lily's classroom was receiving magical theory from a teacher. Her hair color was silver like moonlight, long to her hips with a braid down the middle. Her eyes were a beautiful blue-green, but her cold, serious expression made her seem like a difficult woman to approach. Despite her extensive knowledge, she was no
"So, what shall we do for the cultural festival?" The break came and the capture targets sat at the same table to eat. Bellange had food on his plate that was meant to enhance his muscle mass. Oscar ate healthy and balanced food. Jake possessed sweets and soda while Regulux and Lambert had the same type of lunch which was chicken croquettes with sweet and sour sauce and black noodles. They were at first talking about trifles, then Oscar came up with something he had forgotten. The other four shared his opinion. "That's right, I heard that the other classes are already preparing." Replied Regulux as he chewed. The dining hall was bustling with all the students and teachers enjoying their meals. Bellange was shoveling large amounts of food containing thousands of calories into his mouth, but to his body that was nothing. He commented as he spit his food at Lambert. "Does it really matter if we do s
The last class had arrived. The teacher was finishing explaining about those who would participate in the relay race. The sun was setting, everyone was starting to come out. And before I came out too, someone stopped me. "Honey, do you have some time?" It was Celia who stopped me. I stopped and asked her. "Sure, why?" "There's something I want to talk to you about." Celia seemed genuinely interested in talking to me. So there was no problem with that. ◇ I'm really sorry I said that. "Come on, that's all you can do!" Celia brought me to the training room, not to be confused with a gym. Instead with a special place where you train with weapons or martial arts, which are obsolete from what I heard. The reason for bringing me was. "My stupid father spent money on weapons again!" She was frustrated that again my father-in-law Leonard, had spent a ridicul
The days went by and little by little the day of the school festival was approaching. The students were working hard to pass the tests or prepare for the food and entertainment booths that would be set up. But while they were having fun, in one of the rooms of the imperial palace, a meeting was taking place. At that meeting, one person had a large vein marking his forehead. He entered just his 22nd year of life, to be very attractive, his face was just like that of an angry dog, his twitching eyebrows indicated that the report he heard only made him angrier. His blond hair was short, but a braid rested on his shoulder. His blue eyes were sharp, giving a sense of ferocity. On his right shoulder rested a black cloak which was the emblem of the empire. Only those who belonged to the imperial family could wear it. He was Blake Emil von Bryes, the second prince in the line of succession, one of the characters in the game, a capture
Headquarters of the Ministry of Magic. In the room reserved for meetings of the holy wizards, an important meeting was taking place. "The latest report showed that magical zones are forming in different regions of the empire that didn't exist before." Magic zones are the equivalent of natural disaster in this world. A magic zone occurs when the magic element mutates in a special region, resulting in a place that is uninhabitable for everyone due to high mana density. It would be the same as trying to breathe by climbing the highest mountain in the world, the higher you climb, the harder it is to breathe. "We don't know the cause, we have sent investigators to get to understand what is going on." The holy wizards were concerned, this phenomenon was not rare. It happened every few hundred years, but it is happening at a strange accelerated rate. The wizard god, Oscar's grandfather, had his fingers crossed. "Exactl
The day passed and we reached lunch, followed by another event. My girlfriends and I sat at the same makeshift table to eat. The lunch boxes were made by the cooks and sent to us a while ago. They wanted it to be hot, I will thank them personally. "Say aah~" Eli and the others surrounded me to feed me despite having my own lunch. Eli extended the fork with a sausage to my mouth. Lily some meat. Evelyn gave me juice and Celia and gave me vegetables. They wanted me to do it too. The expression on everyone's face was a little uncomfortable for me as they were smiling goofily as they moved from side to side. This was embarrassing as only cheesy couples do this. It was a reassuring moment, but I don't like to be seen. ◇ "The winner is, Elize von Rosenberg." The event that happened to be playing after lunch is a wooden sword fight. The time limit is three minutes
A man was running in the hallways of the imperial palace. He came to a door and roughly opened it. "Blake-kun! What have you done!" It was the prime minister, Prince Blake's uncle, who was sitting in his chair in his office while sipping a cup of freshly brewed coffee. He savored the coffee as if he had never tasted one. Blake looked at his uncle the usually never left his office. "Is something wrong Ojii-sama?" He was asking in such a matter-of-fact way, it pissed his uncle off. "You know what you've done!" The prince finally understood that exaltation. "Oh, I get it, what about it?" "You're seriously asking!?" "Uncle, I don't understand what the problem is. I'm just following the laws." "Declaring war on a duchy is not part of the laws of the empire!" A few hours ago, the second prince, Blake Emil von Bryes formally declared war on the Rosenberg Duchy. Such an an