Chapter 13
When I suddenly woke up, the first thing I saw was Angela’s face.
Her splendid golden hair cascading down to her chest and her eyes sparkling like jewels.
‘…No wonder she’s the most popular heroine.’
I always thought she was beautiful when looking at her illustrations in the game, but—
Seeing her move in reality made her even more breathtaking.
‘But why is she staring at my face like that?’
Angela stared at me from various angles, as if observing something fascinating.
“Hehe…”
I was awake, but with her so close to me like this, I couldn’t move easily.
I kept my eyes half-open, assessing the situation and waiting for the right moment to open them.
Then—
Soft.
Her small hand touched my cheek.
She lightly stroked it and then started to knead it like dough.
‘What’s she doing?’
Really, what is she doing?
I can understand if she’s observing my face to remember my appearance.
“It’s soft and squishy… Men’s bodies feel this nice, huh…?”
But playing with my cheeks is not necessary at all.
What kind of reaction am I supposed to show?
Soft, soft, soft, soft, soft.
“Hehehe.”
…I guess I won’t be able to get up for a while.
***
About five minutes after her antics ended, I was finally able to stop pretending to sleep.
“A-hem!”
Angela straightened her posture as if she had never been touching my cheeks.
“It’s an honour to meet you, Your Highness.”
I greeted Angela and delivered the speech I had prepared.
“I am Alben, formerly of the Oldeire Family.”
“Alben…”
She repeated my name several times over.
“Um… when you say ‘formerly’…?”
“Yes. I was expelled from the family for some reason. After that, I wandered the mountains…”
After that, there was nothing more to hide.
I told her how I learned swordsmanship under the protection of the 3rd Squad and how I happened to come across the princess in danger.
“Oldeire… If you’re from that family, then it’s not surprising that you’d recognize my face.”
Angela is a princess, but her face isn’t particularly well-known.
Except for the central continent, most people on the Valdeon Continent wouldn’t recognize her.
Officially, the person designated as the next in line for the throne is the 1st Princess, Fernia.
Therefore, it’s usually Fernia, not Angela, who appears in various events.
Moreover, due to her unique constitution, the Imperial Family prefers not to expose Angela to the public.
In the Imperial Family, which is known for producing heirs with extraordinary intelligence and exceptional physiques, having someone like Angela, who possesses a body akin to a curse, was a problem.
It’s an issue that could tarnish not only the Imperial Family’s reputation but also that of the entire Empire.
If anything, it could raise suspicions that the Emperor engaged in some “Affair Against Fate.”
That said, it’s not like they could simply erase Angela’s existence.
So, she occasionally appears at events in place of her sister.
‘The Oldeire family also carries the “Prestigious Family” keyword, after all.’
It’s a family with enough stature to be invited to Imperial events.
“…So that’s how it happened.”
“I see… So, you risked your life to protect me…”
Angela lowered her head and averted her gaze.
She looked as if she were suffering from a peculiar guilt.
“Please raise your head, Your Highness. It would not do for the future face of the Empire to lower her head before a mere wanderer.”
“W-What do you mean, face of the Empire! How could I possibly ascend to the throne…?!”
I barely held back a chuckle.
‘Sorry, but you have to become the Emperor.’
For the sake of preventing the continent from descending into a war-torn battlefield.
And for Angela’s own ambitions.
“Protecting Your Highness is the greatest honor for someone living under the grace of the Empire.”
“……”
“So, until your safety is fully ensured, may I continue to guard Your Highness?”
Angela’s small head nodded.
With that, the situation was settled.
I could finally relax.
‘Honestly, I was a bit nervous.’
Angela was raised like a flower in a greenhouse.
Being carried by a strange man to such a shabby room couldn’t have been a pleasant experience.
‘But for her to understand so easily…’
As expected of the most popular heroine, she has a good personality too.
“…Are you…”
Then Angela spoke in a faint voice, as if she were whispering.
“Are you not afraid of me…?”
“Pardon?”
“A man and a woman in the same room…?”
Angela, with a peculiar expression on her face, looked at me.
“I-I may be a princess, but I’m still a woman, you know…”
Hmm.
That’s certainly a valid concern.
‘But it can’t be helped.’
It’s not like I’m the type to be blinded by lust and jump on the princess.
Staying close to her is better for protection.
“It may be uncomfortable, but we’ll have to share the same room for now.”
“?!”
“I would feel uneasy if I couldn’t guard you closely… Your Highness?”
“So… You also desire me, don’t you…?”
From the dialogue alone, I sound like a villain here.
But the truth is quite the opposite right now.
“Huff…! Huff…!”
Her breathing became rough, and her pupils quivered as if she were a cat wagging its tail before pouncing on its prey.
“I-It’s my first time, so please understand if I’m clumsy…!”
Damn, your first time at what?
‘This isn’t good.’
I had a gut feeling that if I stayed here any longer, I’d end up facing a bad ending, one way or another.
“A-Aren’t you hungry?! I’ll go buy us something to eat!”
“I’m hungry… I think I’m really hungry… My lower belly keeps…”
“You mustn’t go out recklessly! And don’t open the door for anyone!”
I quickly threw out a random excuse and dashed out of the room.
“Phew…!”
It wasn’t until I got outside that I could finally calm down.
‘Why did her personality change like that?!’
In the game, she was naive and straightforward, but kind and gentle—a typical pure-hearted noble lady type.
But what I just saw was someone completely controlled by lust.
“…I don’t understand any of this.”
It seems that the game is just a game, and reality is something else.
Ornica was like that too, and now Angela…
Their appearances and backstories match the game, but their personalities are oddly different.
“Sigh… Since I’m out, I might as well buy some food.”
Maybe filling her stomach will calm her down.
Nothing changes a person’s mood as much as an empty stomach.
‘Looks like I slept for a long time.’
It was already early evening outside.
The sky was turning dusky, dotted with numerous stars, and the people on the streets were already staggering around, tipsy and swaying.
‘I wonder if there’s any restaurant still open at this hour.’
If worse comes to worst, I can just get some snacks from a pub and bring them back.
‘Hmm.’
Something felt off.
‘This city’s gender ratio… What’s going on?’
After wandering around for about ten minutes in search of a place to buy food, I couldn’t help but notice a strange feeling of discomfort.
“Damn it~ I want to meet a man too.”
“Wake up. Guys these days don’t like muscular women like you. They prefer delicate beauties.”
“Yuck. What kind of woman is that? A true woman should be able to protect her man!”
Over here.
“I’m going to confess to Bolide.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah. I think Bolide likes me too.”
“What makes you think that?”
“He always greets me first and smiles every time our eyes meet. I’m sure of it.”
“…That’s just a typical delusion of a clueless woman.”
“What did you say?!”
And over there too.
“A real woman is only made after she’s eaten more than five men, you know?”
“As expected of you, ma’am! I guess you’ve been devouring men left and right, so much that someone like me can’t even begin to imagine it, right?”
“Ahem… W-well, of course.”
Everything they’re saying is strange.
It’s one thing for their speech to be crude, considering it’s a backwater town in a medieval setting.
But…
“Why… are all the women talking like ‘men’…?”
Everyone in the tavern is female.
The person sprawled out on the street, sleeping wherever she pleases, is also female.
Everyone is a woman.
“What is this…?”
As I took a few steps back, unable to accept the surreal scene, I bumped into something behind me.
“…Oh? What’s this?”
It was a person.
Of course, a woman.
“Ah, I’m sorry….”
“Oh, no worries. No need to apologize over a little bump.”
The woman laughed softly.
“Then, if you’ll excuse me…”
“Hey, hold on there, young man.”
The woman who had grabbed my wrist licked her lips.
“Now that I look closely, you’re really pretty, young man. My type.”
“Aha… Thank you for the compliment….”
“So, how much?”
“…Pardon?”
“Geez, I’m asking, how much do you cost?”
Please, no… please don’t let it be what I’m thinking.
“What are you talking about…?”
“Don’t play dumb… How much do I need to pay to have you?”
Eat.
‘Eat’ generally means consuming food in a dictionary sense.
But in darker, more obscure contexts, it can mean something else entirely.
“I’ll tip you handsomely… So, what do you say? Right here, in front of everyone—”
“I-I’m so sorry!!”
I quickly shook off her hand and dashed away at full speed.
‘What the hell is going on right now?’
Everything is completely opposite to what I knew as common sense.
Yeah, it’s like the positions of men and women have been ‘reversed.’
‘Reversed…?’
Now that I think about it, there was a genre of novels like that.
Where men and women switch roles entirely.
So-called ‘gender-reversed’ worlds.
‘Why is there gender reversal in Valdeon Saga?’
It didn’t take long to connect the dots.
The custom mod I installed right before getting transported here.
[Valdeon Saga – Reverse World] (★★★★☆)
A world where everything is reversed. Explore the newly changed Valdeon Continent and create your own story.
Creator: Loki
Could it be that ‘everything being reversed’ meant this?!
“Damn you, creatorrrrrr!!”
Half-crying, I hurled curses at the mod creator.
…And in the process, I turned down offers from five women who invited me to join them for drinks.
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