Reincarnated as a Villain That was Killed Before the Game Starts

Eagle Beast Man, the killing spirit directed from Feather is not the norm.

The reason is that Hilda abandoned Gilbert, Feather's friend and dog beast, in the past.

The beast man stops growing once he remains a child, and when he falls in love, he can transform himself into an adult.

So when you connect your body with someone you like, you become a complete adult.

Gilbert, from Flower Street, fell in love with Hilda for rescuing herself from the store, so she could transform herself into an adult about six months ago.

But he knew Hilda was a muscled shotacon, so when he grew up, he kept his figure as a boy when he hated him.

But Hilda asked me there, and Gilbert didn't reject Hilda, my favorite person and husband, and I became a full adult.

Then Hilda says she threw Gilbert out of the mansion lightly.

Feather was furious with this, and he behaved defiantly toward Hilda, and Claude said he was treated fairly harshly at the time.

... This, Hilda is totally bad.

I can also see Abel, the target of the offense, traumatizing Hilda in the game and distrusting women.

I really don't know how to grow up like this anymore.

It seems that human and elf halves are rare, so what does that have to do with it?

Leaving that, well, I'm in danger as it is.

Even if it's my fault now, Mr. Hilda, you're not going to get missourced and killed.

So bent over and helped me, and I figured out something soothing to get along with Heath the Guardian Dragon and get help.

A guardian dragon is a dragon.

Truth is, I feel like you're here in a fantasy world.

... I came to the world of my favorite maiden games around the corner, so I wanted some room in my mind to enjoy that.

Heath can't go back into the sky without the dragon's jewel.

When Hilda dies, she dies herself. I found out that I had no choice but to protect Hilda because a contract is in place.

I thought I'd look for a dragon jewel first.

Now that my life is in danger, I want to know where things are, as a separate matter of whether or not to give this to Heath easily.

Besides, it could have been a bargaining material.

"Heath, where are you!

"... Did you call?

If I raised my voice, the space in front of me swayed, from which Heath appeared.

"I wasn't there right now, how?

"I was just waiting in another space. This much dragon tribe can do for granted. They call it the Fantasy Clan because you can do it... and you can do it too"

To my surprise, Heath replied with a throwing attitude.

"Can I do that now, too!?

"You don't remember that, do you? You found me hiding in the space in the first place, and you forced me to sign a contract."

Heath speaks remorsefully.

If you listen to me, it seems that the original ability to move space or create different spaces is a special skill that can only be used by the Dragon Nation and a limited number of species, mainly those said to be illusions.

Elves, a Hilda clan, are not inherently capable of that, nor are humans naturally.

Apparently Hilda could have used heretical powers.

"Is a contract that easy to conclude?

"If you agree, you still can't have a mandatory contract that easy. It's overwhelmingly superior to the other person, and it's something you can't do without holding your true name."

Heath hits me in the tongue like I tell you not to ask me crap questions.

This is, apparently, common sense in general.

Young and mixed kids like Hilda can't put themselves at the top and make someone a magic contract.

Moreover, Heath said that if it was a dragon, which was originally a high ranking being, it would be even worse.

Looks like Hilda was something out of the standard.

"So, what are you doing here?"

"I want you to tell me what a treasure ball was like. I don't remember, so I don't know what it was like, and I don't know where I put it."

To be honest, Heath exhales heavily.

"Well, I was just remembering the place anyway, and I guess I'm not even willing to give it back. If you've been dealing with people's precious things... I'll kill you when your contract expires"

Heath's eyes, which are dragons, look somewhere like cats.

Stared and her heart shrunk cuddly.

And whether you're dealing with treasure balls or not, I thought you might be willing to kill them when you're out of contract.

"The treasure ball is such a small round blue sphere. The stars are split in colors that reflect the sky."

Heath gave me information about the treasure ball once.

Dragon jewels are apparently blue jewels about five centimeters in diameter.

Something resembles a jewel that was hidden at the bottom of Hilda's jewelry box.

It's beautiful, so I thought I'd take it and put it away, but the jeweler's uncle who came to the house put on the unlikely high price for me to make sure he sold it.

Say that you are lucky enough to do it, and if you plug it up further, you can pay the price.

Negotiations have been made and tension has risen!

...... eh.

Could I have sold it!?

"The upset is coming through... what's wrong with the treasure balls"

"Yes, no, it's nothing. It's nothing!?

Unexpectedly, my voice flips.

Heath takes a suspicious attitude. He's looking at me frowning, but not the other way around.

We have to hurry and buy it back......!

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"I already sold that gem."

After I broke up with Heath, they told me that if I had my jeweler uncle summoned to Claude.

It's true that all the actions I've taken are behind my back.

You didn't know it was such an important thing...

In a depressed mood, I lie down at the desk in the office.

For once, I had something like a standard when selling gems.

I knew there was magic in the gem, so I was sorting it out thinking about how much magic was going to be in my hands.

I am not sure of the value of the gem as a gem.

But somehow, I figured out that this was going to contain a lot of magic or something.

I have no basis whatsoever on whether it's a hit, but I think you're probably right.

I felt it was also proportional to the value of the gem, and the more beautiful the gem, the more magical it seemed to accumulate.

And that gem that could be Heath's jewel.

I was taking that because it was beautiful.

But it was worthless in a magical sense, so I decided I could sell it...

Is it true that that gem was the dragon's jewel?

It was only bothering me, so I decided to reclaim what seemed like a jewel.

If I wanted to know the information about the customer I bought, they refused, so I asked the merchant to come in and negotiate with me.

The merchant expects my nose to be moisturized for selling the jewels, and the commission will be plucked.

You merchant!

Regrettably, it was the only place there, so I drank the terms and succeeded in reclaiming the treasure ball at a higher price than when I sold it.

I made a lot of money around the corner... I flew quite a bit.

You hate these wasted expenses the most.

I am unwilling to do anything today and decide to spend some time gobbling around in bed.

The morning flower group is your time to study.

Sometimes I teach directly, but I hire teachers once, so it's no problem.

You can skimp with them in the afternoon.

"Ha... I wonder how this could happen. It doesn't all work out."

Sleep upwards and try to put the treasure balls in the light.

"You're emotionally unstable, you. Are you sure it's Hilda?

If you squeal, Heath peeks this way all the time.

"Hih!

Get up surprised and distance yourself from Heath.

Sudden appearances are always bad for the heart.

I didn't even hear a knock.

Probably came out of different spaces.

Heath looks at me as she arms up and observes.

"Woman, I don't know if you want to go into a woman's room on your own!

"If you don't want to be in there, you can set that up. You're the one giving me permission to come here. He's amnesiac, so I guess he's forgotten how to do it."

Heath says something like that to me when I yell.

With Hilda's contract, Heath can't leave Hilda more than a certain amount.

So they couldn't get close to where Hilda refused, and they couldn't connect the spaces.

Until now, Heath has not been allowed into Hilda's room and has not been able to do so.

Steady Heath looks at my face.

Heath had a cool eye and had a nostril that went through.

Bright red hair is a slightly dangerous scented aesthetic without its habits and the twirling sheep-like horns on the side.

Heath approached him pretty close as he came up to bed.

Unexpectedly lag behind.

Instead my heart rattles.

Being a normal ol' in my previous life, I've never been in contact with a handsome guy like this.

With such a beautiful face nearby, I get really nervous.

Distance is at the end of the eyes and nose.

You think I have long eyelashes or a nice refreshing scent?

Anyway, my heartbeat reacts to that and increases my speed.

Claude is also a different type of aesthetic, but since she keeps the distance between the butler and the lady, she has never been approached like this.

"I knew it was weird. I can't believe you're a muscled shottacon. Emotions are rounded out, like someone else or someone else."

"And sometimes it's like that! I didn't do anything special!

Heath tells me, I get unwittingly upset.

"I don't care how much you say with your mouth. Your emotions are getting to me. When you're in danger, it's like being rushed right away. Hilda set me up to only communicate negative emotions, but now she doesn't."

Like I just wanted to make sure, Heath stood by the bed away from me.

"That means everything I think was out of order!?

"No, you're not. Just general emotions. Hilda was setting me up to tell me about upset, anger, alarm and anxiety."

Heath answers me how embarrassing I almost covered my face.

"What's coming from you now is a sentiment in favor of me. Well, if you look at the red face, you'll see."

With that said, Heath entertained the treasure ball with her hands.

Soon the treasure balls I had seemed to have been taken away.

... Not good! Aren't you going to be personally consumed if you even get the treasure balls?

No, but if the contract is alive, is it okay?!?

"You're upset now. A little fright and a little fear of death. Hilda wouldn't show me the emotions that would favor me."

That said, Heath threw a treasure ball at me and came over.

"Unfortunately, that's a replica of the treasure ball. I already found it the first day I started putting it in your room. You're an idiot for paying so much for this stuff."

"I was looking at buying back a lot of money!?

"Well. I mean, I've been observing you ever since you lost your memory and you were able to connect to space anywhere."

If you scream at Heath like a shrug, they shrug your shoulders.

Actually, he just didn't show up, and he's been on his side the whole time.

That's why I was able to help out of Feather at that time, Heath told him.

"By the way, I also saw you whining to yourself a lot. It's all about holding my head and yelling at me and saying mysterious words about what" Shibouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu "is. It's great to jump on the bed and have a swinging chest! I honestly didn't know what to do when I was screaming."

Shit...... you're being looked at in a hell of a way!

Everything else was boring to pose in front of the mirror to accentuate the chest, or to roll over the carpet and enjoy the touch.

I've only got a problem in front of me, so I hope I enjoyed it for a while!

... Truth is, there's more to it than that.

If I'm too shy and I have a hole, I want to go in.

"No matter how much amnesia, it's too different from Hilda's. Who are you?

Heath's gaze stared at me as she asked.