The Reincarnated Saint Aims For The Friendship End!

Warning: Mention of Non-Consent/Ambiguous Consent and Sexual Assault. Makoto has some PRETTY wild tastes when it comes to her BL smut. Little wonder she didn’t want to tell Corinna about anything specific.

Corinna-chan managed to hit me where it hurts.

Uuu.

But to be honest, I don’t know what to say.

In the future, I would like to spread the word to various people and lead the climb up the hill to Fujoshi-dom, but it is still too early.

It’s okay, it’s okay, there are no girls who don’t like homosexual boys.

As a medium-term goal, I wonder if it will be the production of doujinshi.

I’ve already discovered that plant-based paper is being distributed, and the rest is to manage without a printing press.

Hmmm, it all feels so far away still.

I wonder if I’ll make a secret handwritten circulation zine, like Bokuju Itteki.

(Bokuju Itteki: A handwritten circulation magazine published by Shotaro Ishinomori-sensei. By the way, a handwritten circulation zine is a book that binds raw manuscripts to be handed out to readers, and due to its nature, only one volume exists.)

If you put in a hardcore bed scene from the beginning, the young ladies will be overwhelmed, so like this, I’d like to hook them in with romantic feelings that goes one step beyond friendship between men, gradually watching how it goes and leveling it up from there.

The climax is “Chu, chu” [Efn_note]Kisses.[/efn_note] between handsome guys. With this, it’s at the scale of making young ladies who don’t know anything about the genre get a fever in their chest and dragging them into this hole with me, yeah.

But what I was drawing when I died was the Curtis-onii-chan x Gerald book.

Hahahaha, I never thought I would meet them in another world.

Sometimes it’s nice to see Curtis-onii-chan’s face.

As I was walking to school while thinking about such things, there was a crowd on the wall opposite the entrance…

Wait, was there another incident?

I thought, but there is no one in front of the crowd.

A large piece of paper is pasted on the wall.

What the, what the?

“Magic Academy News: This Year’s Most Anticipated New Student!! An out-of-control saint candidate who can best that black panther, Michael-kyou, with a single blow! A special feature on the baron’s daughter Makoto Kimball, also known as the Bejeweled Reijou-sama!”

Wait a minute, why did you write an article for the wall newspaper without my permission!?

And there’s a second one.

Well, if I read it carefully, the second article is different.

This one that says Magic Academy News is exaggerating, but the gist of it is correct. Carol’s incident is also blurred out in consideration of privacy. It’s a good article with good writing skills.

On the other hand, Noble’s New Bulletin, like Melissa-sama this morning, describes me as a demon daughter, a vulgar, depraved false saint, and a conceited homosexual baker’s daughter.

Carol’s case is also written weirdly as if the villainess came because she seduced her.

The writing is also like an image board like 2chan, and there is no dignity in it.

Fuck, Nobel’s New Bulletin, pardon my hastiness.

If that’s how you want to play it, then I’m going to call Linda-san to action and put you up against the worst the temple has to offer.

“But why are there two wall newspapers?” I asked.

“The Magic Academy News belongs to the official Newspaper Club, and the Noble’s New Bulletin belongs to the high-ranking nobles,” a Megane next to me explains, unprompted, proudly, and with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Is that so? Is the Bulletin made by Class C to pass the time?” I asked.

“Fu, what a strange way to say it, Saint Candidate,” he said.

I look closely at him and find out it’s Gerald.

He looks great in the game, but it’s even more awesome when you see him in real life.

“W-What, are you looking at me like you’ve seen something you don’t like? How rude, Kimball-sama!” Gerald yelled.

“Oh, sorry, pardon me,” I said.

Oh, that’s right, even though I dislike the conniving Megane Gerald in the game, in reality, I haven’t even met him yet, so it was rude to stare at him.

This bespectacled bastard 1 is named Gerald, and he’s one of the capture targets.

When Prince Kevin’s favorability rises to some extent, he will approach you on his own.

This guy is, well, only nagging and saying things to annoy you.

Such lines as, “You don’t have the dignity to be associating with a prince.” or “Aren’t you being too comfortable with the prince of this country?”

Among Light Sky fans, the nickname he got was “Insidious Megane.”

Even this petulant little motherfucker turns around once you start raising his favorability.

He starts saying things like, “You are as wonderful a person as I imagined.” “Ah, I have to say that your kindness is truly saintly.”, “To be honest, I’m envious of you being able to stand next to the prince and laugh with him, aahh, why must I have been the prime minister’s son?” and the like.

He’s become a completely different person than he was from the start!

When you get into the Gerald Route, he traps the enemy in his favorite work, political warfare and espionage, defeats the enemy overwhelmingly, destroys the duke’s family, and sends Vivian-sama to a monastery on a solitary island. Gerald and the protagonist will be conferred the title of duke, receive the former Pottinger territory as their fief, rebuild it, and continue to devote themselves to the development of the kingdom for a long time. Or so it goes.

Keh.

I never had the confidence of having a happy future with Gerald.

My hands curl into fists around him.

I had friends who said he was tsundere and cute, but I found no such appeal with him.

This is my impression of otome games, and when it comes to the BL genre, he’s an intelligent guy, so he’s pretty easy to use.

In the doujin of Light Sky in my previous life, Curtis-onii-chan x Gerald was popular.

The intelligent and stoic Gerald is attracted to the wild and unrefined Curtis-onii-chan.

Gerald, who hides his feelings and curses his Curtis-onii-chan for his failures, the latter goes into a frenzy and assaults him.

At first, Gerald rebelled against Curtis who was like a wild beast, but before this storm of sensuality, he felt a secret joy deep in his heart and does his best for Boy’s Love…

What I really wanted was, he’d think…

That was the doujin I was in the process of drawing.

I still remember the script, so I can draw it. Somebody, please bring me a computer and Clip Studio EX.

Also, a pen tablet, printer, and a supply of electricity.

“…Ah,” I said, “nice to meet you, my name is Makoto, daughter of Baron Kimball. It’s a pleasure to meet you, MacKnight-sama.”

“Just Gerald is fine, I supposed you don’t use honorifics anyway,” Gerald asid.

“… No, I’ll show deference to the son of the marquis, so please don’t be so casual with me,” I said.

“Oh, is that so? Isn’t your language usually quite rude and vulgar?” Gerald said. “Why are you only so polite towards me?”

“Well, as a lady, I can’t speak like that to someone I’ve just met, ohohohoho,” I said.

“You showed no such thing to both Elmer-kyou and Curtis-kyou, cease this farce, and do not lie to me,” Gerald said.

“Oh dear, they’re all staring at us, MacKnight-sama,” I said. “If you raise your voice like that, I’m afraid I might just cry.”

As Gerald and I argued about honorifics, the crowd around us began to turn their attention to us, instead.

“What the, so she can speak politely like a normal noble lady.”

“Suppose she switches depending on the person, yes?”

“When she’s showing her graces, she looks like a wonderful and well-bred young lady thanks to what she is underneath all that.”

Gerald’s wide forehead is now covered with blue vein streaks.

Kekeke.

“Fu, just act like you normally would, Kimball-sama,” Gerald said.

“If I may be so honest with you again, MacKnight-sama?” I asked.

“What is it?” Gerald asked.

“I only keep my sass to myself and only use it on others I know well,” I said. “That’s why I am so polite to you, MacKnight-sama.”

Translation: I have no intention of getting close to you, so shut up.

“Gugu,” Gerald grunts, face turning red with anger.

“Amazing, it just looks like politeness, but she’s still being so rude to him..”

“It’s polite on the surface, nothing is wrong with what she says, but when she explains it like that, it sounds so awful to hear. Truly, the Bejeweled Reijou-sama is a person of wonder.”

Explanations come from the sidelines.

Suddenly, Gerald huffed and relaxed.

“Well, it’s fine, I suppose you’re just going to go on wild rampages like this with the Great Temple backing you and making you on par with a princess of a small country. If you’re a little rude, no one should complain.”

Huh, is that so?

“What is with that look on your face, did you really not realize that?” Gerald said.

“Yeah,” I said.

With a sigh, “Haa.”, Gerald held his head in his hands.

“The Sacred Heart Religion is our country’s national religion. It has a large number of believers, a huge influx of funds, a massive armed forces, including the Temple Knights, and yet more followers, funds, and religious organizations outside this country,” Gerald said. “It’s like another small country within the Kingdom of Appleton. The princess who will stand at the top and reign as queen is you, saint candidate.”

“Oh, is that so? I’m so excited,” I said.

“Looking at you, I can’t tell if you’re stupid or clever,” Gerald said.

“I don’t think I’m very clever, am I?” I said.

Hmm, that’s certainly a novel point of view.

Considering that, I now understand why the higher-class nobles are strangely tolerant of me.

The Great Temple’s backing is such a cheat.

Impressive, Gerald.

I don’t admire him but I don’t feel much ambivalence, either.

“Hmm, it seems you’ve taken a bit of a shine to me,” Gerald said. “I feel a little pleased that you’ve valued my advice.”

“Is that so?”

“Since you’ve been acting so naturally if you had been forcing yourself to speak a certain way to attract a man’s favor, that would not have come off quite as flattering,” Gerald said.

Gerald analyzes in a fluid manner.

As expected, he’s the #1 spycraft expert to capture.

He’s a political warfare otaku, so to speak.

“Then, please continue the pleasantries, Gerald,” I said. “However, please don’t get too close to me, if a man from the Royal Faction gets to close to the Saint Faction, the other factions will start to get nervous.”

“Hmm, you unexpectedly seem to be able to read the situation,” Gerald said “I’m impressed. Fine by me, I’ll keep contact with you to a minimum.”

“I think it would be better if I let the Royal Faction approach me, as they already keep pestering me, after all,” I said.

“Pestering you, Kimball-sama?” Gerald asked. “… Ah! Puh, upuupupuh.”

Oh, that’s rare, I’ve never seen Gerald burst out laughing.

He covers his mouth with his hand, his shoulders shake, and he giggles, “Kukuku.”

“You are all so disrespectful.”

Ah, the first prince, Kevin, came out of the crowd to reprimand me.

Run for it.

“Then I’ll head to the classroom, ohohohohoho.”

“Goodness, what a free spirit you are, Kimball-sama,” Kevin said.

His exasperated voice trailed behind me but I didn’t pay attention to it.

Footnotes

”Bastard/Jerk Megane” is more accurate considering the translation convention, but I couldn’t resist the alliteration.