Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I'm Too Busy Mastering Magic!

The person who caused the parents' misconduct.

One of them blew it, it was me.

To say that, my mother, who was sick of me being leopardized when I was over three years old, became drawn, affecting both her social and health. It was made into an outfit story by an outside person and blocked further.

My mother got sicker and sicker and became one of the causes of the couple's friendship.

And the other person who caused it is a maid who works for this mansion.

This is the fundamental culprit who made my parents' friendship worse, breathed in what I didn't want, and took my voice.

It began the day I was three years old when I whispered that the maid was with me.

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That day I was looking at a simple book to remember the spelling. It's a word in this world that resembles English.

The place was a large greenhouse bright and illuminated by the light of day, and it was chilly, so I was studying at a white garden table in this greenhouse that was pompous and warm.

Why is a three-year-old studying so hard that he doesn't even remember Alasser?

That was because I wanted to read you a book of stories my mother would let me read, the other way around.

It's exciting to have you read it, and it makes me very happy to have an intimate time.

So I wanted to do the same for my favorite mother.

When the voice called to the place where she was concentrating and raised her face, Rouge, a maid with red hair and characteristic eyes, was bringing tea.

"Dear Alice, I brought you some tea"

"Thank you, Ruji"

Thanking him without a tongue, Rouge grinned and peered into the book.

"Your lady is really keen to study. The boulders are the children of your husband and wife."

Praised me, hehe, and red my cheeks.

Although I was originally familiar and dear to people, Rouge missed me to some extent because of the maid who was in your mansion by the time I was born.

Besides, Rouge praises me for "boulders are my father and mother's children," as he does now, so I was always happy with that.

"Oh, like Grandma, could you just stop?

"Yeah, you'll be able to read it soon enough. Then I'll let your wife read the book and put you to sleep, right?

Laughing mischievously, Rouge says, so I swell my cheeks and protest.

"Don't make fun of me anymore! I'd love to hear from you!

"Ugh, right. I'm sure you'll be pleased."

Rouge narrowed his eyes like yarn, smiling softly and agreeing.

By the way, it's Rouge's habit to look down and smile. Your eyes will be in the shape of a three day moon and your mouth will smile softly. I liked this smile.

"You've been using this book for a while, too. Yes, ma'am. Why don't you try something a little harder anyway?

Difficult stuff? And to give it back properly, Rouge said he found a book that looked interesting when he was cleaning your father's study.

"When the lady can read more letters, aren't you planning on giving them away? There were some books with illustrations."

"Wow, smudge!... but it doesn't depend, does it?

Answering that, Rouge tells me to look like a prankster.

"Ma'am, tackling a slightly ahead of schedule is the key to improvement! Besides, don't you want to improve on your husband and wife in confidence and surprise them?

"Ugh... I really want to surprise you... um, um"

Then Rouge felt I had been somewhat on the story, whispering in his ear with a lower voice even more.

"Come in. It's the far right bookshelf, ma'am. There was a collection of simple books on that bottom shelf. That's where the princess found the cover book."

When I heard that the princess was on the cover, I became interested in Russia.

"Ohime?! Wow...! Hey, hey, do you have any grapes?

"Yes, there was. Ladies love princesses and creatures."

I was surrounded by excitement. If your father's going to give it to me, you can just take a quick look, right?

Besides, if it improves, you must be very surprised and complimented.

As a child I thought so, I just decided to sneak into the study that evening.

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Your father is rarely in the study before dinner.

The butler is not in the study that time either in preparation for the samurai. This short time is for the eye.

I felt angry to go in and read with some grandeur, so I went into the study with my unplugged feet, making sure that the brown bookshelf made of heavy oak was on one side of the wall, and I decided to look around from the right shelf as I asked Rouge.

"Er, Mingi's, I did..."

If you peek at the shelves at your feet, they do have a few vibrant picture covers that are different from the others.

Looking at some of them, I discovered a book in it that Rouge was probably saying.

"Wow! Beautiful."

Sit permanently on the floor and try to open a heavy book. The smell of parchment and ink swelled my chest to expectations.

But when I actually looked through it, I found this book to be very difficult. I know two simple words, but there are too many old-fashioned expressions and words I don't know.

I tried sticking to one page but could barely read it.

"I knew it was a pleasure for me."

That's why he didn't give it to me, and when I always try to convince him to put the book back on the shelf, one piece of paper drops.

"Yikes! Did I screw up?!

Picking it up in a hurry, it's a pinned piece of paperwork. I was relieved that apparently it wasn't part of a torn book.

But it will be a little soon.

"Here, Arisu..."

Part of that paper said "Alice Riveca Auculus" on the first thing I remember.

"How come it's mine?

I'm curious and I'll pick up the other words. There was also my father's name.

"I don't know about this supei... er..."

The following words appeared on the document several times:

"This is... himichi... what is this... oh, shit, man. And then..."

I breathed heavily when I saw the line of words.

"Was... children...?

An alarm goes off in my head.

My hands and feet were doggedly cold, my hands holding the paper didn't even tremble, and they stiffened.

It is dangerous to speculate any further on the meaning of this document.

Once I connected the word at all, instinctively I could see a reality awaiting me that I didn't want to admit.

But I wanted to reassure you that it was more misread than thrown out halfway. That's how I proceeded to read it.

"Himitsu, Goddamn it, Alice Riveka Orculus, Sort of, Children, Uru, Heimnis,... Siegmund Stefan Orculus, To"

I read the paperwork in fragments. I don't know more than half the details, but the basic words I could pick up were not going to reassure me no matter how I changed the combination.

Grasping the paper aggressively and removing the book over and over again, I jumped out of the study with trembling feet.

And I looked first for the Rouge that inspired this event.

Rouge was quickly found in the mansion busy preparing to switch from day to night. I was holding back in front of my room.

"Ah! Lady. How was it, did you find the book?

The red western sun entering the mansion lights up Rouge's red hair more.

"Ah, ah..., ru, j..."

Rouge, who saw me trembling with a bright blue face in contrast to it, stopped moving perfectly for a moment and immediately let me in the room with a quick move.

"Well, well, what's wrong, with such a bright blue face...... poor thing"

... Now that I have adult memories, it was strange at the time when one of the daughters of your mansion seemed unusual, but no one called and brought him into the room.

"Ru Ji... I found something weird."

"Oh, what is it?

As usual, Rouge smiled quietly.

"This..."

If you're an adult, Rouge should be able to read it properly. I wanted you to deny the strange reality.

I tried to give him a gripping piece of paper in my blurb and trembling hands, but the movement on my fingertips was panicky and paralyzed and didn't open well.

Take that hand, and Rouge opens each finger.

"Oh, isn't this your husband's work paperwork? You're gonna piss me off, aren't you? It would be tough if it was an important document."

Oh, the rounded parchment opened and the contents were read out.

"Orphan Trafficking Agreement. The contents of this document shall be strictly confidential for both parties. Heimnis Outlying Orphanage Dean Infidos Sells One Girl In Our Orphanage Deposit To Marquis Siegmund Stefan Auculus For 100 Gold Coins"

Rouge smiled calmly and read it out.

And look up softly, staring at me.

When Luge and I met eye to eye, my body stiffened in an instant.

And the next moment, I felt a chill so intense that I was about to fall, I started crawling inside my body.

Weird. Weird. That's crazy!

"............... lady? It doesn't say anything weird, does it?

I've never shown it before, it was the first time Rouge's eyes had been opened to laugh.

Be the first to look directly at it.

There, there was madness.

That's what it said I couldn't help but have fun hurting and threatening. And there was just some kind of hatred floating around like that.

"Hih...!

The alarm in my head is ringing so loud that it may now break through my eardrum and become a reality.

I can't even recognize the reality that comes into my sight well. I feel like a cold, black Moya with no taste crawls up when she slopes her body.

It was the lounge in front of me that felt more dangerous now than the contents of the paperwork.

"Ah... ah...?

I tried to escape and I stuck my foot on my ass cake without moving much. There comes Luge on his knees to bring his face closer.

"Boulders are the children of my husband and his wife. You're stupid, you're stupid, you don't know anything about anything, do you?

"Eh! Huh!!"

I try to shout out to block Luge's words, but my throat is tight and I don't have a voice. I moved my hands butterfly and tried to keep them away from me anyway, but with one hand they held my arms together roughly and tightened so tight that they seemed to have marks on my arms.

"Come on, Master Alice, shall we study? This is the word orphanage. This is the sale. An orphan who's been sold means Alice."

Rouge opens his dark eyes and shows off the paperwork in front of me.

Are you excited. Those eyes are glittering and moist, and I've been staring at you to lick this one.

I can't believe these nasty eyes were hidden beneath the smile I thought I'd ever liked!

Always, always laughed inside out like this when you laughed? Were you hiding your hateful caged eyes and making expressions?

The relationship I thought was warm, but my memory, it makes a noise and breaks down.

"Oh, yes! Why don't you let your wife read this to you tonight? If you can read such a difficult thing, I'm sure you'll admire it!

Rouge makes a gentle smile as if he had seen it during the day and says with pleasure.

I could no longer even scream and trembled.

"Your wife doesn't know anything about garlic. The fact that you died right after your own child was born, or the fact that you picked it up that night in a nearby orphanage, just the same color of your hair, just like that. How pathetic of you not to know? Don't you want to tell me?

Rouge continued with a grumpy voice.

"There are no children between my dear husband and that woman. There is no crystal of love!!... my husband, woohoo, my husband should dump a woman like that right now... that I should make you happy. Hih, uh-huh, uh-huh."

Looking into the void somewhere, my dear husband, muttered Luge, pointing again at him.

"Ma'am, do you know what the nobles think of orphans and... nasty civilians?

Eh, and I get a dry voice. Rouge calls me an orphan. Then it's about me.

"Ordinary nobles are also reluctant to communicate directly with civilians. Besides, they don't even like to see anything even vague born... your wife is a big fraternist, but what about fulfilling it?

I heard it and felt my head creep out that I couldn't accept reality. I didn't have much of a limb feeling anymore.

"My only daughter I love died a long time ago, and when I found out it was someone else in the filthy civilian who slept beside me. If I found out my husband was fooling me!... It could go crazy, huh? Hey, Master Alice! I knew I had to keep it a secret from your wife?! I'll be careful not to get upset either..."

Saying in a snuggly voice, Rouge let go of my arm, which he was holding back. And lift your pinky finger and force it into the form of a finger cut.

"A doll made of your husband's kindness. Let's not talk about anything extra, shall we? Master Alice doesn't talk about anything. We'll protect your wife together, won't we? Can I promise you something?

... I moved my trembling mouth, yes.

In an instant, I imagined and reflexed my mother's despair with the truth, her hatred, and her father's abandonment that she had used it.

But there was no more voice coming out of his tight throat.

And there my consciousness broke off.

The last time I saw Rouge, the West Day was turning backwards, and I no longer knew what he looked like in black.