The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (1)
Episode 1
“I want to die before I get sick.”
The girl had long and pretty eyelashes like a female protagonist. Plus, it was a deadline.
Instead of answering, I brushed the boy’s hair. It felt more like touching silk rather than hair.
“That’s right. I don’t expect much. It is unfair to not live long and die, but I hate to even get sick.”
The voice was calm. Instead of answering, I combed her hair with a comb.
There was a sound. Her body was dry, but her hair was shiny.
“By the way, my parents and everyone else told me not to say things like that. Even if it hurts, ask me to stay with you a little longer. It’s selfish.”
I looked at her parched lips.
“Aren’t you going to tell me that?”
Both eyes were ugly. I answered.
“Aren’t you going to get angry if I say something bad?”
“Huh.”
“If I asked you to kill me, what would you say?”
I was silent for a while. The boy’s eyes pierced me like an awl.
“I’ll ask you to wait until you find out which method hurts the least.”
The boy’s eyes fluttered.
“…… really?”
“Huh.”
“You go to jail for me, and you curse at other people, right?”
“You are more important than those people.”
The boy contorted his face like he was about to cry, and then finally laughed. Then he took my hand.
Hands that are elegant and pretty even though they look like dried wood sticks. a different hand than mine.
“Even if everyone else forgets, you mustn’t forget me. Don’t forget to put flowers on my grave every spring.”
“Huh.”
“Don’t make friends who are closer than me.”
“Huh.”
The tight grip on his hand hurt, but he didn’t show it. The boy laughed bashfully.
It was only when she looked at me that her pale face smiled like a spring flower. So people were jealous of me. It was funny.
The marquise’s only daughter, Ophelia Windrose, was a dead woman and had a picky personality.
It was impossible to leave only a maid or a maid beside her precious only daughter. Because of his personality, it was too much to have a friend of the same age by his side.
For this reason, the Marquis and Marquis brought as guardian a girl of the same age who was torn apart from distant relatives. that was me
Friends, toys and family of Ophelia Windrose.
After being kicked out of the marquise, I had to go back to the days when I was starving because even moldy bread was hard to eat, so I desperately tried to please Ophelia.
Ophelia was jealous, annoyed, and tormented by me who was healthy, but she was sick anyway.
Even though she was the only daughter of a noble marquise, there were only a few friends her age who could match her life-limited and demanding personality.
The marquis were so busy that they couldn’t give their only daughter a good night kiss every day.
I was her friend, the world, and my family.
It didn’t matter at this point that this world was in a game I had played at some point in my previous life.
The boy rubbed his ten-stretched forehead against my hand. I stroked the hair.
“I don’t want to die…….”
It was a wet voice. Ophelia only made a weak sound at me. That was the boy’s pride.
“I’m scared…….”
It was a weak voice, like a frightened beast.
I felt sorry for that kid. It was sad. Like a fresh lily, a beautiful, noble and wealthy life is promised, but it is doomed to wither too early.
In the very vaguely remembered ‘Game’, she always died prematurely at the beginning of any route. No male protagonist could save her alive.
She dies in vain, and the male protagonists who miss her fall in love with Young-ae, a baron who looks just like her, who comes to Tokyo from the countryside one day.
That was the real beginning. Rather, he pours all the greed and desires that the dead woman could not do on the baron Young-ae.
However, in none of the endings, there was no ending where Ophelia was forgotten and she truly fell in love with the young baron.
So she was the female protagonist. Like a leaf that will wither at any moment, it is beautiful even if it has a pale complexion, and it is breathtaking like a drowned flower. Everyone’s first love.
Everyone’s sore fingers. Everyone’s daydream. It was funny.
I sympathized with Ophelia, but I was in a position to struggle all my life to get nothing of what she had right before her death.
After she dies, she will probably be kicked out of the marquis and have to look for a suitable future.
“Will you die?”
Ophelia’s eyes widened.
“If you’re scared, will you die with me?”
The boy was silent.
“…… I’m serious?”
“Huh.”
Marquis and Marquis are not philanthropists. If Ophelia dies, I will probably be kicked out of the Marquis.
My parents sold me for money. Not all nobles are equal. A nobleman like me, who barely guarded his castle, was not as good as a wealthy commoner.
I didn’t get the proper education of a noble family because I was a companion, a family member, and a friend to her. The look was just that.
He was also my childhood friend and family member. I honestly thought it wouldn’t be that bad. Ophelia shook her head.
“I hate that.”
“Why.”
“It’s a shame. you do everything for me I wear a lot of pretty clothes… … .”
Ophelia wiggled her tail.
“I go out to play a lot. Eat a lot of delicious things… … . I also do horseback riding… … .”
Ophelia put her fingers in one by one.
“You’re dating too.”
I looked down at the finger. she laughed bashfully.
“If you bring a strange gnome-fang instead, it will jump out of the grave.”
“I can’t date because I’m afraid.”
“You must also wear a wedding dress. i like that It’s gorgeous, like a bunch of tiny flowers that bloom in spring hanging from the skirt.”
Such a gorgeous dress would not go well with a flat face like mine. But I said yes. She smiled red with a feverish face.
“You should live happily.”
happy, happy I couldn’t answer.
And before the summer of that year, Ophelia died.
That Otome Game’s Bad End