I Decided to Not Compete and Quietly Create Dolls Instead

I got my memories back when I was being taught how to sew in the morning.

"Ma'am, what can I do for you?

I can't answer the whispering voice.

It wasn't the other way around.

It was a flurry of memories that had overflowed like a dam that had broken down, and my head was shattered.

To this day, "I" and "I" from previous life mix together. The two consciousnesses that lived in different worlds, but never rebelled against each other. I was amazingly familiar with it myself. It was as if it had been so ordained from the beginning.

... I was the third of four brothers in my previous life.

It was far from a girly personality because of all the guys up and down there.

My boyfriend was quite there, but I never had a boyfriend. Confessions? I've been told. Except she was just a cuter girl than me! Valentine was not the one who gave it to me, but the one who gave it to me.

I tried to be a woman. But it didn't last long.

In the end, there are only two girl ingredients that have taken root in me.

First, handicrafts. Sometimes they were coagulative and I am proud to say they are quite skilled. Anyway, all my best friends' wedding dresses are handmade.... though I never wore it myself.

The other is maiden gay. Is this really a girl ingredient? It's similar to literary girls sometimes in romantic novels, I guess.

Well.

I realized the critical fact that I had just regained my memory of my previous life.

Sound familiar person names, place names, magic settings... that matched exactly one of my played maiden gays.

"Rune Night Concerto"

It's a story based on the magic school of medieval fantasy, and it seems to have been a good place for men because of the hot development.

"Dear Altilia, Dear Altilia"

I go home with my shoulder rubbed off by Baaya.

"Bullshit, bye. I was just so blurry."

Right, am I Altilia Whisper?

... not if you're taking it calmly.

This is not good. That's not good.

Mob would be much better off if it was enough to reincarnate into her.

Altilia is a so-called rival character.

To sum it up in a nutshell, you fuck lady, she is a duke's warrant for making it an ancient wizard lineage and she is so priceless.

I was therefore fiercely jealous of heroines who were pop out civilians but were more talented than I was.

Bullying is normal using the surroundings, and even trying to move faculty to push them out of school.

I'm not a clear person.

But to be honest, I don't hate Altilia that much.

The main character in this piece is a good kid who can't turn up any adversity, but he's too heartbroken to empathize.

I've also been trying to get along with Altilia, who's been messing around. I was impressed and courageous at first with the way it looked, but at the end of the day I even felt creepy enough already.

Compared to that, Altilia had the humanity to be annoyed and troubled by the little things she did every day, to be scattered on someone, or to have trouble reconciling afterwards. I can't hate anywhere.

And the fact that my hobby is handicraft is also a high point.

According to the configuration data set, her room was filled with handmade stuffed animals, and she named each of them. I look just like you.

What's more, Altilia has the alias Puppet Princess, and what a doll she can create to move of her own free will. What? That sounds a little fun.

So was it a pleasure to reincarnate into her... that's it, this is this.

At the end of the day Altilia will receive a tremendous reward.

As a result of the revelation of evil, they are going to chase the college after it has been sealed with magic. Moreover, he is abandoned by his fiancée, and the Whisperer of his parents is also torn apart by the revelation of the sins that he was passing through with other countries.

In short, you lose everything. According to Tan at a later date on the official website, you would try to assassinate the main character with resentment? It's too bad of a falling life.

Second life in the corner, I want you to spare me that.

From that day on, I began to wonder how to avoid the misfortunes that would sprinkle in the future.