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World of Otome Games is Tough For MobsChapter 0 - prologue

THE WORLD OF OTOME GAMES IS TOUGH FOR MOBS

C0 - prologue

prologue

the English title that this LN provides is “The World of Otome Games is a Tough for Mobs” but that’s not grammatically correct.

Prologue

Justice and evil can change depending on one’s point of view.

I was so tired that philosophical lines, which I normally wouldn’t think of, popped up into my head.

My willpower has been shaved down to the point that…I’ve been having a blank expression for a couple hours now.

I want to lie down on my bed and spend some leisure time on the manga and anime I love so much. Either that, or I’d like to play some games that have a male audience in mind.

With eyes like that of a dead fish, I, a functioning adult, am playing…an otome game. (TLN: An otome game is basically a romance game directed towards a female audience. Most commonly, they’re dating sims with a female protagonist.)

It’s one of those so-called love simulation games which play similarly to the gal games that are directed towards males, but are on the opposite end of the spectrum. (TLN: Gal games are basically romance games directed towards a male audience, pretty much the opposite of an otome game.)

The protagonist is a girl. It’s an otome game, so the capture targets are males. On the other hand, if the protagonist is a boy and the capture targets are females, then it’s a gal game.

That’s right, during my time off, I’m not playing a game directed towards males.

It’s not as if I like otome games, I prefer gal games.

“Why do I have use this morning to the win over some likeable guy?”

I’m not happy to see the male character on the other end of the screen blushing.

Basically, every captureable character that appears in the game is beautiful.

They’re created by popular illustrators and voiced by famous voice actors. If this were a gal game…I’d be glad to hear the female characters, but the sweet voice of a guy doesn’t make me happy!

With a blank expression, my focus was on a smartphone’s screen.

Since I have no motivation, I have to rely entirely on walkthroughs to play.

Once selecting a choice on the flickering screen, you’ll know if the love meter rises, accompanied a sound effect and a varying pose that the 3D character will make.

The male character had a pose where his hand was brushing through his hair, along with his cheeks slightly blushed.

‘You’re different from normal girls. Let me hear your name.’

This guy’s the crown prince──an capture target character that appears in the game, and is established as a male character that’s highly popular around the campus. This is a scene where the protagonist comes across him by chance, and not knowing that he’s the crown prince, interacts with him normally.

I’m far past my second playthrough. I could only let out a complaint about these first-meeting scenes I’ve seen many times.

“You gotta be kidding. There’s no way that one wouldn’t know who the crown prince of their own country is. How sly. How sly of the protagonist.”

It seems that the crown prince doesn’t notice the sly behavior of the protagonist.

“…He’s blushing while in delight. He’s got no keen eye.”

I’m spending my long-awaited weekend break playing an otome game.

Currently, it’s noon on a Sunday. I’ve been playing this otome game non-stop since Saturday. I’ve been busy recently and didn’t get a weekend break in a while.

At that moment, I heard an electronic sound from my smartphone.

Upon checking, it was a message with an image from my younger sister.

‘Enjoying it abroad with my friends~’

…Seeing my sister’s smile made my blood boil.

My sister was having fun at a beach and hotel with her friends.

I immediately replied.

‘Stop kidding me! Didn’t you push this game onto me because you said you were busy!’

Right now, I’m playing my sister’s otome game.

On Saturday morning, my sister, a college student living with her parents as opposed to me who lived alone, visited my apartment.

I thought of it as unusual before she forced a game onto me.

With a smile, she said “Since you have free time, complete this game for me, brother.”

And complete means to really complete it. After seeing an image, video, or scene in-game at least once, it can be replayed many times over. She told me to complete everything.

‘Stop screwing around, do it yourself!’ is what I also said.

──I got a reply from my sister.

‘Huh? Is it alright for you to say that? I won’t resolve the misunderstand with mom and the others that way. I’ll buy you a souvenir, so please complete it~. *If you don’t complete when I get back, I’ll do more cruel things that will keep you stuck in that apartment. From, your cute sister.’

As I read the message, I yelled while fighting the urge to slam my phone onto the floor.

“Damn iiiiit!!”

I wanted to refuse doing this.

However, my sister who lives at home──hid a large amount of her personal books in my room. They were books she liked and were for fujoshis. My mother happened to find them when she was cleaning, and now it’s caused a misunderstand about me supposedly having that kind of preference. (TLN: Fujoshis are girls that have a very strong passion for yaoi/homosexual relationships between men in manga/anime/novels)

I tried to resolve the misunderstanding, but the more I tried to explain──the more she thought I was trying to deceive her.

…It’s a nightmare.

I’ve also learned that my sister is a fujoshi as a result of this misunderstanding.

And, perhaps you could say it’s just bad luck, but…people trust my sister more than me. Even from the perspective of her brother, her looks are on a different class and her grades are also superior. I’ve also heard talks about how she has a gentle and friendly personality.

In truth, she’s just skilled at feigning kindness, and she always gets me into trouble.

Judging from this otome game matter, I can also tell that she has the worst kind of personality.

She hides her hobbies, and no matter how much I try to explain to my parents, they place more faith in my sister’s words.

When my worried mother gave me a phone call, I almost cried. That’s also the moment where within my mind, I deeply engraved the desire to take revenge on my sister.

Holding back the urge to rage, I returned my line of sight to the screen.

Once picking up the controller again, I only thought about clearing the game so that this misunderstanding can be resolved. It’s annoying, but my parents trust my sister.

My sister promised to clear up the misunderstanding if I complete the game.

…There’s nothing left for me to do other than completing this otome game.

This is frustrating, but my sister excels at talking her way through a situation. On Saturday morning, she refuted my objections to her needing cash for her trip──and demanded I give pocket money to her. It’s quite pathetic that I was frightened into giving her cash.

However, I will definitely take revenge. I will continue my scheming as I fill up the love meter for this guy on the other end of this screen.

“You’ll regret incurring my wrath.”

Since a long time ago, sister has been clever with getting her way.

She knows that she’s cute, she’s the exact opposite of me. Her only weak point is probably how she hides her hobby from her surroundings.

I knit my eyebrows while continuing the game with feelings of frustration.

“…I can’t get pushed around each time.”

My sister forced an otome game onto me.

Aiming to be a large-scale otome game, it has quite a lot going for it. My younger sister is one of those that bought the limited edition immediately for the illustrations and voice actors.

However, the problem is that despite being an otome game, is has RPG elements and even strategy simulation elements in it.

As expected, this is a strange change of pace compared to the games made by companies with a male audience.

The game’s setting is a fantasy world of swords and magic.

It’s a setting where people live in a magical world that stands out from Earth.

I believe that it’s a world with royalty and nobles, where the level of society isn’t that high, but it’s also a world where airships fly through the sky and knights can wage war while wearing armor that are like powered suits.

In this world, the protagonist goes to a nobles’ academy.

the protagonist herself seems like a simple girl from the countryside. She’s a student that’s not a noble, but a commoner, and yet, she’s given special permission to enroll in the school.

Since her position is special, she gets picked on by the high-status noble girls. At that school, she comes across the prince and some noble sons, but at the same time, she gets involved in various matters and even a war.

Anyways, it’s a game that tosses adventure and war into a school love game.

In addition, it’s “a world very convenient for women.”

In the beginning, my sister also tried clearing it herself, but in the end, it seems she wasn’t well-versed in the factors of boys and gave up.

Thanks to that, I ended up getting stuck with a tedious job. She said “You just have to do this simple game. Easy, right?”

Well, I certainly like games, but even I think that this is difficult.

“Nobody would want these sections inside an otome game in the first place.”

Though I complained, I stared at the screen while operating the controller.

On the screen, a unit of airships were lined up.

The design of the airship looked like a rugby ball. Various other airships were facing it.

There were hexagonal grid lines. It was turn-based combat where you move allied ships to have them attack using the cannons on their side, and knights wearing armor will swoop down on the enemy, but──.

“Damn it! What kind of enemy skill is being activated here! This is strangely hard. I’m trying to clear this more efficiently.”

The enemy’s skills and special techniques will activate, and the attacking allies received large damage.

Once the ally was attacked, they directly received the opponent’s offense and sunk…although skill and ability can help with winning against the opponent, there’s a randomness factor that makes things very difficult.

My sister would give up here.

“Ah, crap.”

The airship that I couldn’t let sink, the one carrying the prince, instantly sunk.

I saw the letters “Game Over” on my screen.

“It happened again! It’s impossible to play while looking at the walkthrough!”

I oh so wanted to tell my sister to give it up. I want to say that I could just download a completed save file off the internet, but…this game has the feature of naming the protagonist. My sister put in her name.

She wants the famous voice actors to whisper her name, or something like that…

Due to that, I can’t solve this by putting in a completed save file.

I have to clear it myself.

“I’ve already done this so many times! The prince sinks too much! Is it that? Does it want me to cave into microtransactions? Is this how it wants me to spend money on microtransactions?!”

Despite being an offline game, there’s paid content for upgrading. Were they a response to players’ cries of not being able to clear the game, or was this done as a calculation…? They give out numerous items that make the war part easy.

I don’t want to cough out even more expenses for my sister, but what’s causing my time to be taken away is certainly the battle and war parts.

Other than those, this is the same as a gal game. No issues arise unless you select the wrong choice. I paused the game to look for paid content.

A large number of items appeared on the screen.

Their prices around around one hundred yen, but things that are helpful for the battle part, like airships and armor, are strangely expensive.

Three hundred or five hundred yen. There’s even paid content going for eight hundred yen.

“…It’s setups like this that make its reputation worsen.”

Initially, this anticipated super-large scale work was criticized on the internet for not being beatable without microtransactions.

Due to it having steep costs, the pricing was reworked and lowered within a month.

Yet even so, I still think it’s expensive. With those thoughts in mind, I was taking a look at the men’s swimsuits for sale.

“I’m not fond of men’s swimsuits.”

What’s on sale is a special item that makes the male characters appear in swimsuits.

Seeing it made me disgusted.

Though, if this was a gal game and this item put the female characters in swimsuits, it would completely be the type of thing I’d purchase.

“It probably doesn’t work for the women like it does for the men.”

I gave off a feeble smile while emotionally exhausted.

I feel displeased imagining a female player getting off to these guys in swimsuits.

“I wonder if women feel the same way about harems? Well, whatever.”

A man surrounded by women is a harem, a woman surrounded by men is a reverse harem. A man seeing a reverse harem will feel uneasy, and a woman seeing a harem would definitely feel unsure.

I’m getting tired about thinking of such things. Anyways, I’ll just think solely about completing the game.

“Well then, what do I buy to quickly finish the game?”

Since they’re paid content, they should be potent.

Special weapons for the male character, special equipment for the protagonist, and other such things were also up for sale.

I’d anything, I’d like to find something useful for the war part and buy it. Anything that can help with progressing through the game.

“…This one?”

What came into view was a battleship that was the most expensive paid item.

It ignores troublesome status effects and the need to resupply, it seems to be a strong airship in any case.

“Rather than an airship, this looks more like a spaceship.”

Its appearance is metallic and it doesn’t look like any of the other airships in the game. Its design would be one that people would think of as a space battleship.

For being one thousand yen, I had nothing to criticize in terms of its performance.

Checking its description, it’s from ancient times or something…at any rate, it was written down as a terrifying spaceship.

“…It really is a spaceship! Or maybe, that’s just a typo?”

Did they write it as a spaceship in the description by mistake? I was thinking about it, but I don’t care as long as I can clear the game.

What’s important is that this purchase could make the game easier.

Next is to check for armor.

Powered suits…they take the form of armor, but they don’t give any sense of realism at all. They’re appearances look like what’s referred to as robots.

The guys who wear this armor while in the midst of war are…the knights.

From a woman’s point of view, perhaps they find it cool to see a man that can fight for them?

Anyways, with a purchase this big, it seems like I can depend on it.

If this makes it easier to reach the capture, then I’ll consider it a cheap expense.

The black armor makes it look a bit villainous, but that’s no problem. Dark heroes are cool… Thinking about it, this was a pretty good design for something coming out of an otome game.

Blades are strong, but master swordsmen don’t have a projectile weapon. Their weakness is their reliance on weapons, and if a guy has poor equipment…they’re a feeble magically-illiterate fool that’ll get struck.

Due to the unhelpful capture target characters, I’ve gotten a game over many times…

“I have to finish this…and at any rate, I want to complete it easily.”

I’m going to lose my precious time off playing an otome game.

I don’t have patience here, so by using the paid content that I purchase, I can continue progressing through this otome game.

As afternoon passed and it became evening, I managed to unlock over 90% of the events and CGs.

All that remains is the reverse harem ending.

The remaining ending is where all of the male characters get married to the protagonist.

This is what’s called the true end of the game──the proper ending, but it doesn’t matter to me whether it’s true or not.

I’m not playing this for the thought of capturing them.

In the daily life part…I took the items received by the guys when their love meter reached a certain amount, and sold them off for money at a second-hand shop the next day.

Nevertheless, the protagonist is a companion of the people in question.

It would be fiendish to sell them off in front of their eyes, but it’s a game so it doesn’t matter.

If this were a gal game, it would be impossible for me to take such an action. Even though it’s a game, I can’t be so fiendish.

Anyways, this my sister’s otome game. Nothing matters as long as I can clear it.

I continued playing while thinking as such…and then I realized that it had turned to night.

Finally reaching the reverse harem end, the joy from the liberation was accompanied by a sense of emptiness.

“…It took a whole two days to conquer this.”

When seeing the ending, feelings of rage, then sorrow, welled up.

Why did I have to do this?

I saved the data, and having kept my promise with my sister, I collapsed onto my bed.

Looking at my clock, it was a little early to sleep.

I don’t feel like moving because of my exhaustion, but the outcome of being relieved that it’s all over was an empty stomach.

Placing my hand on my stomach, I remembered that I ate little in the morning and nothing by the end.

“There was nothing in the refrigerator.”

I was planning to do some shopping during my time off, but I prioritized clearing the game, so I did not go outside.

“Perhaps I’ll go to a restaurant?”

When checking the time on my smartphone, I got a message from my sister.

‘I’m worn out from all the fun~. I’m going to return in a few days, so you better clear it by that time. If you don’t take this seriously, you’ll forever remain a perverted, foolish brother 😂.’

“This girl is the worst.”

She’s making demands to me as she enjoys herself and tells me to work seriously. Furthermore, she’s extorting money out of me…

However, a small question arose.

“Has she been taking a part-time job or something? Where is her travel money coming from?”

The pocket money that I gave her wouldn’t be enough to cover it.

Perhaps she’s trying not to reveal it because of her imprudently high pride. If she works during closing time, she wouldn’t have any leisure time until late at night.

In addition, she said that she won’t do a part-time job because doesn’t want to do labor.

Now that I think about it, I remember that my mother said something a little before that.

“She said that money was needed to get a license, or something like that.”

It seemed my parents thought about getting a car license and were preparing money for it, but only part of it had to do with using it for travelling.

I took a snapshot to copy my sister’s message.

I’ll compile it with a PC so that I can send it to my mother.

Of course, what’s accompanying it are images of her comments.

“…What an idiot. She’s makes light of her brother, so I’ll do this.”

She threatened me and went on a trip.

If I show this to our parents, what would they think?

As to be expected, she won’t be able to make an excuse in light of hard evidence. Then finally, the mask hiding her true character will come off.

I noticed that I was grinning while thinking about it. Then I realized something.

“Huh? If I did this from the start, I wouldn’t have had to pointlessly clear this game…argh, it’s no use crying over spilled milk now.”

While realizing how stupid I was, I got up and took my wallet in my hand since I was hungry.

I’ll temporarily put the matter of my sister on hold and go eat.

I’m not going to rack my brain over this otome game anymore.

While thinking so, my steps got lighter.

It was a strangely fluffy feeling, kind of like the feeling of joy after being free from work.

“Now then, I’ll go on splurge today and even take something more pricey from the menu…”

I left my door while looking forward to my gorgeous dinner. I walked through an empty passage with flickering fluorescent lights, and then was attacked by a sudden dizziness as I approached the stairs.

prologue part2

TLN: I used Rion before for the synposis, but I’m using Leon now (and correcting the synopsis), since the site for this LN gives the official English spelling of the names for the main characters (the rest are still up for interpretation).

“──Ah, this is pretty bad.”

My body lost its power like a puppet with its strings cut, and toppled down on the spot.

My body wasn’t doing what I wanted it to, and it was the worst of luck to have it right before I was about to descend from the stairs.

The scenery in my field of vision was quickly changing as my body approached the stairs.

I didn’t feel anything like pain in my body, but I recognized that my current state of vigorously tumbling down was dangerous.

“I can’t…die…like this.”

My younger sister had crushed my long-awaited break, and just when I think I’m free, I’m going to get serious injuries now. Actually, it’s quite possible that my life may be at risk.

Thinking as such, I oddly──got enraged.

As the scenery around me dimmed and I gradually lost my senses, I had a thought during my final breaths──I had seen a scene that normally wouldn’t happen even if one was in their last moments.

There was land rising from the sea.

An airship was flying in the air.

As I reached out to the sun in the blue sky and white clouds, my consciousness faded away.

◇

When I came to, I was on a slanted bank, with lushly grown grass.

There was the sound of grass scraping against one another, and the scent of plantation.

Lying down at such a place as my hand was reaching to the sun, I, “Leon Fou Baltfault”, was attacked by a violent throbbing.

I wasn’t sweating because of the sun’s warmth, it was a cold sweat that wouldn’t stop.

There was a pulsing pain in my core, and a unpleasant feeling as I sweated.

“W, what was that just now?”

Since I sat up in a panic, some of the grass that got caught on my clothes fell onto the ground. As the wind blew, the blades of grass drifted away.

As I thought of it as a strong wind, a giant airship passed through above me, blocking the sun with its large shadow.

This airship, which was wooden like a box, is one that periodically arrives at this territory.

I usually look at it nonchalantly, but today, I couldn’t hide my eyes wide open in astonishment.

It feels as if I’m seeing this for the first time.

Clutching my chest, my heart was still pounding fiercely. My breathing wouldn’t calm down either.

As I stood up, I looked at the direction the airship was heading towards, and there was a sea spreading beyond.

I feel a sense of something out of place, the sea looks different.

“What is this? Why does──”

I slowly walked forward, and then fell over.

Looking at my body, my hands and feet were strangely small.

I’m sure that this is my own body, and yet I strangely feel like I’m small.

Rather than worrying about this, I need to check the situation first.

I got up and walked, then gradually shifted into a dash towards the sea.

I have this uneasy premonition.

I feel like it took quite a bit of time with these child-like legs, but I got to my destination.

The location, which had a fence to prevent people from falling down, looked like the usual scenery.

“Right. It’s just like usual──a floating island.”

This was an island floating from the sea.

The island is still floating, but I don’t know whether to be happy or sad about it. I had an image pop up about an island floating in seawater.

Though I shouldn’t have needed to, I wanted to confirm it anyways.

Something’s been strange for a while now.

When I reached my hand out towards the sun, an image popped up inside my head that seemed like someone else’s life. It was the entire life of a man that didn’t live here.

There was nothing prominent about it, but it still seemed enjoyable. It could be written off as a dream or illusion, but it felt vivid and strangely real.

Though I saw into that man’s entire life, I don’t remember his name.

I held my head against both of my hands.

It was such a vivid memory I saw and yet, why can’t I recall his name?

I feel like I had instantly recalled the experiences of someone beyond my age of five.

I sat down, unable to understand what was going on. I feel like my current memories and those memories I recalled are blending together into a mix.

I looked up at the sky behind the fence.

“…What…what happened to me?”

Even I don’t know who that question was directed towards.

◇

Since the sun was setting, I returned home.

I was reluctant to return, and I remembered that I had come to this bank to run away, but I wanted to get back before it turned to night.

I braced myself as I returned home, and my father was waiting there.

He stood there in front of the entrance, waiting with a daunting pose.

“You stupid son!”

He hit me on the head with his large fist, and I opened the front door while holding back my tears.

Then there was my mother.

“You’ve finally returned. Why did you run away on the day the wife finally came?”

My father, “Barcus,” is a feudal lord──a baron.

Not long ago, an image about nobles had suddenly popped up, one where they wore neat clothes, and left more of a stingy impression. However, in that image, they were fat, whereas my father was a muscular giant that had grown out his facial hair. His attire was a shirt, tan pants, and boots, which didn’t quite look noble-like.

My mother was a mistress named “Luce”──a woman of a knight family that serves the Baltfault household.

She didn’t wear a dress, but clothes that would be worn by a town or village girl.

The “wife” that my mother was talking about was my father’s legal wife.

“I’m, I’m…sorry.”

Perhaps sensing that the aura around me was different from usual, my parents held complicated expressions as they led me to where I was staying──which was not a mansion, but a storehouse.

Thereupon, a woman wearing a dress was watching from the open front door.

There were cold gazes sent towards me, as I wasn’t supposed to leave the residence.

With figures in dresses embroidered with jewelry, the eldest son, “Lutart,” and the eldest daughter, “Merce,” were holding themselves back.

Only those two are the wife’s──the legal wife’s legitimate children.

Behind them stood tall and neat-looking men wearing suits. Having long ears, they were male elves that were sneering at us.

“Good grief, this uneducated child is no different from a beast.”

This woman, who was partially closing her eyes and had hair gathered together, gave off the exact image of a noble girl. My brother and sister were wearing valuable clothes, unlike me.

My mother apologizes, and my father takes me the the storehouse.

My father held a face of perseverance until we got to the storehouse.

“…Reflect on yourself in the storehouse. You’ll get to eat afterwards.”

When I nodded to what he said, there turned out to already be a guest in the storehouse.

The second son, “Nicks.”

He was my older brother who wore clothing like mine, and was reading a book under the light of a lantern. My father and I looked at him with surprise.

“You’re stupid as well. Just bear with it and those people will leave.”

When my father saw my brother turn his sight back to the book, he hit him on the head.

“Nicks, help Leon with studying.”

My brother made a face that seemed as if he was strongly opposed to that, but he made some room on the desk.

Once I sat down, he gave me a warning.

“If you fall asleep, I’ll hit you.”

Seeing that I nodded, my father left to return to the residence.

Now that it was just the two of us, my brother hands me a book to read.

I opened the book, which had been read so many times that it was getting tattered and had scribbles here or there.

I was inside the warehouse.

While warding away the bugs that were gathering around the light, I read.

I had this somewhat strange feeling.

My head was filled with this language that I didn’t recognize. It’s obvious that this language is different from what’s written in this book I have. Actually, I feel like that language is easier.

As I was worried about such things, it seemed that my brother thought that I stumbled upon words that I had trouble reading.

“Think through it yourself for a bit. If you really don’t know, then I tell you what it is.”

Time quietly passed.

The persistent and annoying bugs were gathering around the light.

“──Hey, brother?”

My brother was slightly surprised that I had spoken.

“Brother? Didn’t you call me bro in the morning?”(TLN: MC was using Aniki, Nicks notes that MC was using Nii-san in the morning.)

I tried to correct myself in a hurry, but my brother seemed to have seen through me.

“Are you at that period where you try to act older? Well, it doesn’t particularly matter to me. Leaving that aside, is there anything you don’t understand.”

I shook my head.

What I was more curious about was our treatment.

I wasn’t bothered by it until now, but doubts were currently popping up one by one.

I get that the eldest son is treasured, but how come we’re the only ones driven away to a storehouse? There are older and younger sisters besides us.

Yet, those sisters aren’t in the storehouse, even though they’re illegitimate children like us.

“Why are we the only ones in the storehouse?”

My brother muttered to himself, saying “They said to me that it was only going to be until yesterday…” then he set aside his book and stared up at the ceiling.

“It’s because the wife hates us.”

“It’s because we’re the children of our mother?”

My brother put his hands behind his head, and leaned his back against the chair.

“Do you think that there’s any other reason than that? Even though they’re daughters of a mistress, it seems she’s hesitant on sending the girls to the storehouse, but this is how us boys get treated.”

From there, my brother explained the situation of the household in an uninterested manner.

Rather than talking to me about it, it seemed more like he was complaining about it to me, the youngest brother of three.

It seems that my brother, who’s seven years old, had a lot to complain about.

The Baltfault family is a household that holds a floating island as its territory.

However, it was previously a knight household that had been classified as a semi-baron one. Not genuine nobles, but more or less in a feudal lord social standing.

It seemed that they were a family that lived relatively peacefully for a knight household.

As months and years passed by, they had realized that they turned out to become a household with warriors for subordinates. Knights showed up, wanting to serve them, causing the scale of their situation to get bigger.

As their territory progressed, the fields and need for work increased──and that meant the population they needed to support increased. The scope of their territory had caused them to barely reach the scope of a baron family.

…So that’s how things got to here.

Investigators from the “Holfault Kingdom” come to our territory.

It seems that this is something from the time of my grandfather, but it seems that investigators had come before to judge if the scope of our territory was worthy of being for a baron family. Then they proceeded to talk about the process for ascending in noble rank, but my grandfather brushed over it in a rush, it seems. Anyways, becoming barons wasn’t something intentional.

There, some knowledge from recalled memories rushed to my head.

Shouldn’t ascending in rank be something worth enjoying? Furthermore, is it really that simple to decide on it based on territory scale? For something like rising in status, isn’t it necessary for more achievements, like military feats or something, to be accomplished? Those were the questions I had.

“Is it bad to ascend in rank?”

It seems my brother doesn’t know this, but I could sense that father’s not happy from his expression.

“There were complaints about how troubled it would given its short notice, and how some wanted to be a baron household through contributions appropriate for them to become one. That’s the reason why we don’t have much money.”

The kingdom wants earnings that match our family status.

One piece from the recalled memories comes to mind.

A household that was barely at the scope of being a noble family, and a noble household with a lot of leeway.

The household with leeway has no issues, but the household that doesn’t has a hard time making contributions. So, despite our scope of territory being enough for a baron household, it seems we’re called a silent kinda-baron family.

Anyways, we became a baron household that are feudal lords of the countryside in an isolated island.

Wanting to behave in a way befitting of his family’s status, father married a woman with a high status.

However, the woman he calls his wife is normally not in this territory.

The eldest son and eldest daughter also only come here occasionally.

“…Fath──Dad and his wife are married, right? Why is she not usually here?”

“That’s normal for women in baron households and above. Pretty unlikable. If I get a wife, then I absolutely want one that’s a semi-baron or lower. Well, a high status woman would think nothing of us anyways.”

“That’s normal?”

“You too should start studying at once. If not, you won’t get married in the future, even when you’re twenty years old. If you can’t get married while in the academy, you’re likely going to be a leftover-husband of a woman past her prime. That’s not good, right?”

…I could not hide my surprise.

There are a lot of things I want to ask, like about the academy and such, but…above all I want to ask about that word, leftover-husband. Isn’t it usually women that have to get married by a set age?

“H, hey, bro?”

“It’s fine if you call me brother. Anyways, what is it?”

“…Men are usually the center of the household, right? Or rather, what do you mean by being forced to get with an older woman?”

My brother tilted his head.

“It’s just like I said. There are woman who aren’t married, had their man run away from them, or otherwise don’t have a husband. They get a lover in name only so that they don’t lose face. So, there are lots of old women and women past their prime that would take in youthful men as a leftover-husband.”

My brother answered my question in an awfully firm manner.

“It’s usually men that are in the upper position, right?”

From my recalled knowledge, I vaguely remember that men usually were the ones in charge for these kinds of situations. However, it seems that’s not the case.

“If you look at dad, you’ll know that the women are the ones in charge. You’ll also know that he can’t oppose that jer──his wife.”

Seeing how he corrected himself by saying “wife” instead of “jerk”, it seems that my brother thinks of her as unpleasant.

I had gone and heard something outrageous.

“Something’s strange about you today.”

I made a bitter smile towards my brother’s suspicions while turning my line of sight back to the book, I was oddly sweating though.

How strange…this world is strange.

Due to this strange knowledge I got, I feel a sense of discomfort.

I read my book in silence for a while. Then I recall the words of my brother.

These recalled memories, wherever they came from, left a very strong impression.

“Academy…Holfault Kingdom? Then there’s the wife’s servants, which were elves? Huh? Could it be…?”

As I was muttering to myself, my brother made a complaint about the noise.

“What happened?”

“U, um, those suited guys. Those elves were lovers of the wife, right?”

My brother had a look of indifference, but was shocked.

“Don’t ask something like that. Look, just study.”

Those elves, which are part of a sub-race, are the wife’s lovers, or more accurately, close servants that attend to her…I understand that. Or rather, I remember about this very clearly.

I slumped over on my desk.

“…This is the world of that otome game.”

The cloudy memories gradually became clearer.

As that happened, I had realized that this terribly frivolous setting was of that otome game.

My brother slapped me on the head.

“Don’t fall asleep! What’s seriously going on with you today? Did you hit your head?”

I lifted my head and looked at my brother.

I raised a stiff smile, causing my brother to back away a little in surprise.

“W, what is it?”

“…Brother, this world is outrageous, isn’t it?”

“…A, ah, it is.”

My brother, troubled in his answer, turned his sight back to his book, as if wanting to escape from me.

I never that I would experience being reincarnated into another world.

Furthermore, a world of swords and magic…but I didn’t hear about this otome game world being one where women are placed above men, or something like that.

I held my head against both of my hands.

“This is the wooooorst!”

My brother made a complaint to me, who had gone and shouted.

“What is with you! Someone shut this guy up!”

I, Leon Fou Baltfault, am a former Japanese man who reincarnated into the world of an otome game.

…I wanted to reincarnate in a more normal world.

It would have been better than an otome game…give me a break.

World of Otome Games is Tough For MobsChapter 1 - Volume 1

THE WORLD OF OTOME GAMES IS TOUGH FOR MOBS

C1 - V1

Volume 1 Chapter 1 part1

Reasons for Fighting

Ten years have already passed since I’ve recovered my memories.

When this otome game, which had a frivolous setting that was full of inconsistencies, became real, it made me boil in anger at this unsightly world as the days passed.

Well, I can’t help but be angry.

Though this is another world, a game world, there’s my livelihood that I have to deal with.

Though I’m a noble, I’m a noble that’s poor and in the countryside. Since I generally do farm work at home, I can help around still.

I’ve forged my body through farm work, making my expression look more tough than how I was before in my previous world.

Black eyes, black irises, and fifteen years old.

My face isn’t prominently beautiful, but I don’t think it’s something unsightly either.

However, this world is the unconventional world of an otome game.

Guys with good looks are commonplace all around.

I suppose that I’m one of the many others out there, the mobs.

My brother, who I believe I’m on good terms with, is in the mainland kingdom’s academy within the continent, and is living in their dorms.

That cramped room that I was using with my brother before is now being occupied by my younger brother that’s under six years old──”Colin,” the fourth son, together with me.

I’m reading a letter sent by my brother.

He wrote “Finding a marriage partner is tough,” in the letter.

In this otome game world…it’s considered an issue if a man can’t find a marriage partner by the time he leaves the academy, and men that can’t find one by the time they’re twenty are considered defective goods.

This is particularly harsh for noble boys. Commoners might be forgiven, but noble boys that can’t find a partner by age twenty are given the cold shoulder.

This world is unthinkably tough for guys.

I can only pray that my brother finds a marriage partner soon as I read this letter in my cramped room.

To make matters worse, not being married will have an effect on finding a job or being successful in life.

Many of them will be forced to be expelled from their family in the future, even for second or third sons of nobles. When the eldest son can’t succeed the lineage, there will be a replacement in his place, and the eldest son will no longer need to give birth to a child that will be the successor.

In that case, our occupations will already be predetermined.

Mainly soldiers or government officials. The more novel ones become doctors or something like that. At any rate, it’s good to aim for an occupation that benefits the country and citizens. Anything other than that, and the cold shoulder will be given.

Then, the guys who can’t marry are treated as servants for armies or government jobs. They can’t hope for a successful career, nor will they be entrusted to any important tasks.

In any case, their social reputation will plummet.

This is a world where marriage is very important for men.

“At any rate, this is truly a tough world.”

Wars, skirmishes, sky pirates, monsters…there’s lots of conflict in the world, making the death rate of knights and soldiers high. There are a lot of children in my family, but the reason for that is because many of them will die.

It’s the job of the men to fight. To make matters worse, the central figure of the family is not going to change any time soon, so I have to work. Despite that, The females are the ones that hold authority…

The men fight with their lives on the line and easily die, yet our treatment is extremely poor.

“This world is too kind towards women.”

I’m sensing that this world is distorted because of the setting for this game.

This place is quite splendid for women. Even more so for nobles that are barons and above.

“Perhaps it’s because the capture targets are all rich dudes from good families?”

I want to cry if women dominate over men because of a game-like reason.

Why did I reincarnate into this world? Not a day passes by without this thought in mind. No wait, there’s some. There’s quite a few. In the first place, since my life is busy each day, I often forget about this.

It’s been ten years since I’ve gained my memories…I’ve gotten used to this.

Inside the room, Colin was lying down on the bed sleeping.

He had an innocent face.

People like us that aren’t successor are just spares, to put it bluntly.

When entering a game-like academy, we’ll only amount to mobs in the background.

We’ll be like the many others that only serve a supporting role.

At best, we’d get to say a word or two during the game.

Mob A or B, that’s our position.

I never even heard of the Baltfault baron family or anything like that within the game in the first place.

“A mob…that’s what I seem to be.”

I don’t want to admit it, but I’m the kind of person that faces reality. To begin with, I’m not the type of person that’s brimming with ambition to do something big and get ahead in life. If I’m a mob, then so be it.

Apart from that, I’m going to enter the academy starting next year.

One of the few advantages to this world is that nobles are able to enroll in an academy.

I feel a bit complicated when thinking about how this is the result of the game’s setting becoming real, but I’m grateful that I can become a government official or military personnel.

This is a precious opportunity to get outside this territory.

Besides, I can look for a marriage partner while at an academy.

If I don’t leave this territory, then what awaits me is a forced marriage after some marriage talks taking place.

It’d be a little better if I got someone in the same generation as me, or even someone twenty years old, but it’s no joke if I’m the leftover-husband of a thirty or forty year old.

“When I think about it like that, I really am thankful for being able to enter an academy.”

Looking at my little brother Colin peacefully sleeping, I breathed a sigh of relief.

◇

“…M, marriage interview? What do you mean by that?”

It was after breakfast.

I lost my composure as I was called in father’s office──or rather, his workroom.

The reason is that the wife, “Zola Fia Baultfault,” was sitting down on the sofa and brought up the talk about a marriage interview.

My father, sitting on the chair he normally uses, was making an unpleasant face.

As I received personal background documents showing the photograph of a marriage interview partner and other various things, I had no choice but to be stunned.

Father was making a troubled face, but after looking at Zola’s face, he turned towards me.

“Zola brought up a marriage proposal. It seems that her acquaintance is looking for a leftover-husband.”

Zola complained as she drank an especially expensive tea in our house by saying “Cheap articles don’t suit my tongue.”

I raise my objections in disapproval.

“No, this isn’t right!”

The reason for my protest was because this is a cruel choice for a partner.

This partner seems to be a daughter of a baron household──but it’s written in these background documents that she’s over fifty years old, she’s gone through marriage seven times.

She has children too, but all of them are older than me.

Zola sets down her cup in a slightly violent manner, and then glares at me.

I could tell that she was irritated.

“This is something you would normally be indebted to me for. She’s a daughter of nobles from the royal court, and their family has a long history of serving the royal family. What are you dissatisfied about?”

What am I dissatisfied about? On the contrary, it’d be stupid to think that there’s anything I’m satisfied about. No wait, perhaps she may really be stupid. In the first place, what kind of daughter is fifty years old?!

“Why are you bringing up talks about marriage when I haven’t even entered an academy yet?”

It’s an unspoken rule that nobles basically marry after graduation. I suppose that’s due to the game’s setting, but at any rate, it’s a rule.

That’s probably because half of the nobles don’t graduate from an academy.

The exception to that is a marriage for political reasons. Or perhaps there’s some other reason out there for marrying early. Nevertheless, most are pretty much limited to just engagements.

Bringing up talks about marriage does not apply as an exception.

This partner is called a daughter of a baron household, but she doesn’t hold any of the heritage. More precisely, she’s a nephew of the main household, making her only a relative.

Furthermore, this marriage with me would be her eighth…it’s obvious that this marriage talk can only mean danger.

Zola got angry, and her tone of voice grew stronger.

“I can still allow the second son to enter an academy. However, there’s no meaning in sending the third son to one. Even if there were no entrance fees, there would still be other things that need money spent on them.”

I glare at Zola as father apologizes.

“I’m sorry that this is happening to you. However, the reality is that our household has little money. There are still ways of making money regardless of whether or not you’ve entered an academy.”

Father glanced at Zola from time to time. No matter what they say, I’m definitely not going to comply.

Zola reclined on the sofa.

“Even if you graduate from the academy, you won’t find work. The right choice is to marry for the sake of the family. Be grateful that you can peacefully go through marriage. I also made preparations for you to work as a soldier. Do your best.”

That’s when I noticed it.

…This person is planning to have me die in a battle.

Nobles. This is the same for soldiers, but when they die in a fight for the sake of the country, their family will be paid compensation.

For soldiers, payments happen en masse, but the case is a little different for nobles.

They will be given an honor for fighting on behalf of the country, and to make matters worse, their compensation is given annually.

The only thing I can hear from Zola’s marriage talk is the money she wants from my death and her subsequent honor from it. All the husbands of this partner so far have been written down on this background document as “honored by death in battle.”

Far from trying to hide it, it’s as if it was written down as a boast.

“No. I refuse.”

Zola pounded on the table and stood up in response to my refusal.

“Silence! This is my view on lowly third sons like you! If you’re a boy, then work for the family!”

This Zola woman…basically lives in the kingdom’s capital, the “royal capital.” Unlike feudal lord nobles, she comes from royal court nobles that receive work from the royal palace.

Since she doesn’t want to leave the royal capital, father has to make arrangements for her residence and also send her money for living expenses.

We send money her way even though our income in the household is considerably tough, and yet this is the attitude she begets. However, father will gain a bad reputation if he cuts off ties with this woman.

If he casts Zola away at this point, her family won’t play nicely──and our status will suffer damage.

He can’t divorce her for that reason.

I rack my brain trying to figure out a way to break through this dilemma.

Then I remember.

I have the knowledge of this game──knowledge of this world.

I’m getting tired of this usual lifestyle at age fifteen, and I haven’t tried anything out in particular, but…isn’t now the time to use my knowledge of this game to the best of my ability?!

There’s no future for me if I don’t do my best!

“…So there’s no problem if we have money?”

Zola laughed scornfully towards my words.

“Oh? That’s quite the attitude for a good-for-nothing that can’t earn money.”

If you want find one of the few people to say that to, then take a look in the mirror.

I did not want to be called a good-for-nothing by Zola, a parasite on the Baltfault household that indulges herself in the royal capital.

“It’s rude to refuse talks about formal matchmakings. Please stop this if you’re thinking that earning enough to cover the entrance fees will work.”

Not knowing what I was talking about, father made his complaint towards my words.

However, father doesn’t go with a strong attitude.

“You’re still young, Leon. Doing something like that so hastily is──”

“Silence! Men over twenty won’t find a partner no matter what! You don’t thank me for finding you a partner so quickly, and now you’re being picky by making complaints…this is why I hate brats from the countryside.”

Quite absurd of you to blame everything on the countryside.

When I was about to raise a complaint, father intervened.

“Think about the feelings of this child. He can’t help but refuse when his marriage is with a woman that’s in her fifties. The age difference is almost forty years.”

I’d be the leftover-husband of a woman that has children older than me.

It’s natural that I would hate it. Even for a world where women dominate over men, this marriage talk, which she had decided as something unrefusable, is something that treads on peculiar territory.

A family where my is wife nearly forty years older than me and even her children are older than me…it gives me the chills just thinking about it.

My father breathed a sigh.

“…If he can prepare money, it’s fine to revoke these talks about marriage, right?”

Zola sat down in a violent manner and crossed her legs as she looked down at us.

“Oh? This is the first time I’ve heard about you having the resources to do so. I’d prefer you use it to increase the amount of money you send me.”

I’m not going to make false assumptions by saying that all women in this world are like this person. However, looking at this woman makes me feel disgust.

The image of women, particularly noble women, in this world is the worst.

Father held a hand to his head.

He then cast his eyes downward and spoke something as if he was squeezing it out of himself.

“Give me some time. I’ll find a way to arrange something.”

Seeing father looking discouraged while doing the unreasonable for my sake gave me a strong sense of guilt.

This really is a cruel world.