I Was Reincarnated as a Nameless Combatant in a Japanese-style Fantasy Depressive Erotic Game, but the Women Around Me Are All Dangerous, and I Have a Bad Feeling about It

nly matched as possible against the irrational Monster, it would be almost a slaughter.
Such was the difference in power between us, the servant, and the exorcist in front of me.
And the elders of the Kizuki family also understood that difference in power very well.
That is why they ridicule this sacrifice.
They mocked the battle for being too reckless and its natural consequences…

 

　”This is not the time for such mockery, is it? Don't the elders understand the seriousness of the situation?”

 

　A strong, determined voice drowned out the derision that filled the room.
The eldest daughter of the main family, standing beside me as I kneeled down, continued to speak with a serious expression on her face, as befitted her ascetic and earnest nature.

 

　”I'm sure the elders understand that even the servants can't cover for the loss of four groups.
This is the first time in ten years that we've lost four groups, and to think that it was only to the 'Great Youkai', the loss suffered by the family must be enormous.
“

 

　The first princess of the main Kizuki family, nicknamed “Sis (anego-sama)” by the players…
Kizuki Hina pointed out this fact in a calm, but sharp manner.

 

　Yes, even though we are expendable, servants can not be made easily.
It is necessary to train those who have certain talents to the extent that they can compete with Monster to some extent.
The cost of training them is not an issue, but it does take time.

 

　In particular, a great number of servants are consumed when dealing with the 'Calamity Youkai'…
as experimental personnel to investigate the opponent's unusual abilities, as diversion and decoys during the actual battle, and as rear support…
The consumption of such a valuable sacrificial member to increase the survival rate of a front-line retinue of a family against a mere 'Great Youkai' was not a time for laughing, depending on one's point of view.

 

　”Moreover, according to this survivor, the failure of this mission can be attributed to the lack of prior research by the hidden group.
You can't mistake 'Great Youkai' for 'Middle Youkai'…
Uemon-sama, if I may be so bold, what are your vassals doing?”

 

　Sis (anego-sama) glares at one of the elders with a reproachful gaze.
The man, who looks like a fat pig with thin hair though it is too dark to see him clearly, is dismayed at the sudden accusation.

 

　”Hina, you dare to criticize me of all people? Uemon, the most loyal retainer of the family and your uncle?”

　”That is precisely why.
Uemon-sama may be a man of his stature, but facts are facts.
We can't let the matter lie here to prevent a repetition of such a situation.”

 

　The fat figure speaks to her as if to appease her, but she cuts him off.
She is one of the few personalities in this depressing game in which only a funny-looking woman appears.
Her dignified figure, which does not tolerate injustice, inequality, or unreasonableness, gave players a sense of security.
If players don't want to be locked up or backbitten, they should just make her the main heroine.

 

　…Though she's a bit of a pain in the ass if she gets too much of a likability rating.

 

　(Well, she wouldn't go that far for a third-rate mob like me, would she? But there's that gorilla too…)

 

　I had to survive myself, but thanks to that, I was in a bit of trouble even before the start of the original story.
I hope some kind of corrective power will work, but…
damn, why was I the one who accompanied her at that time…!

 

　While I was thinking about that, the argument between sis (anego-sama) and Fat-uemon (the name given by the players to Kizuki Uemon, the head of the hidden group) was quietly, slowly, but clearly getting heated.

 

　”Do you have a problem with my guidance!? How ungrateful you are! My brother is crying behind your back!”

　”What…!? I wish you'd stop trying to smoke me out with your talk like that…!”

 

　I keep listening to their argument with my head down.
Well, I guess these two really get into a blame game, just like they did when the main character was framed in the game.
Well, I guess the family itself doesn't like sis (anego-sama) from the setting of the game.
Especially, his uncle who leads the Hidden Group is like an avenger in a sense.

 

　”You'd better leave it at that.
You're both pathetic, aren't you?”

 

　Suddenly, a voice like the tinkling of a bell stopped them from fighting.
Sis (anego-sama) looked uncomfortable, and the other elders looked at the owner of the voice, some frightened, some scornful, and some enraptured.
I, too, looked at the person through my mask so that no one would notice me.

 

　The first thing that caught my eye was a luxurious silk kimono dyed in the color of bellflower.
The pattern of flowers brightly decorated with gold threads was so precise that I could feel the labor of the craftsmen.

 

　There was a beautiful woman sitting just to the left of the upper seat, resting her elbow on her armrest and holding a lacquered smoking pipe in her hand.
Although her clothing obscures the contours of her body, her voluptuous figure is clearly visible.
Her long raven wet-feather hair was down, and a turtle tortoiseshell hairpin was sewn on her head.
She is a beautiful and glamorous woman who looks to be in her early twenties with a somewhat decadent atmosphere…

 

　(If I didn't know any better, I'd think so…)

 

　When I remember this setting, I laugh inwardly so as not to be noticed.
This woman looks too young, but actually, she's an old hag…!

 

　”It's a shameful thing for the honored members of the Kizuki to raise their voices like that.
We may be warded off, but we don't know what kind of house is watching us from where! You should be more conscious of being a member of Kizuki.
Don't you?”

 

　As if rebuking a child, the woman…
Kizuki Kochou, the wife of the former head of the Kizuki family, speaks to the two of them.
Or, more precisely, to her children and grandchildren.

 

　…Still, can anyone believe it? She is not only a woman who gave birth to four brats but also an old woman who has grandchildren, you know?

 

　Well, it is not impossible to prolong one's life by revitalizing one's body with one's spiritual power, and the same goes for using one's supernatural powers or even quitting one's life with a magical approach, in this world.
For this sullen old hag, it would not be difficult to make her look younger.
But to seduce the main character who is fifty years younger than her with her charms is not something people of her age would do.
Well, some heroines are three-digit older than their age, though…

 

　”Thank you for your report, servant.
That's enough.
Please leave.”

 

　She orders me after she blows out her pipe.
I wanted to leave as soon as she told me to.
I was afraid of the way the fat man was looking at me, and I was also afraid of the huge eyeball that had been growing out of the corner of the room and peeping at me.
More than anything else, this room is full of the elders of the family, and the spiritual power density is too high…
I'm going to get sick.

 

　”Ah, me too…”

　”Hina, I still have questions about the work I gave you last night, so stay here.”

 

　I bow deeply and try to leave the room without making a sound, but sis (anego-sama) tries to leave with me but is prevented by the stinging hag's words.

 

　”…I understand…”

 

　The serious sis (anego-sama) is slightly silent but immediately agrees to the request.
For a moment, I feel the room grow cold, but I don't pay attention to it.

 

　”……”

 

　Then I open the door and bow in silence and leave the room.
Just before I slowly close the sliding door, I feel that my eyes meet those of the old hag, but I think it's just my imagination.
There is nothing in me, a mob, to attract her attention.

 

　Then, as soon as I close the door, the smell of incense suddenly begins to waft through the air, making me nervous, and I take a beat and a deep breath to ease it.
I take a beat and take a deep breath to ease my nerves.
So this is a kind of reminder for me to be prepared.

 

　And then I turn around at once with my mind in my head.
And I catch someone in my sight.

 

　”Ah, Tomobe.
Welcome back.
Did the job go well?”

 

　A short girl was standing in front of me with a big smile on her face.
She was probably a little below her mid-teens? Dressed in a peach-colored kimono, her hands linked behind her back, and smiling carefree, she reminded me of an innocent child who is innocent and knows no dirt.
Only the appearance…

 

　…I know very well that there was no one in this place where she was standing now, as I checked when I opened the sliding door.
Of course, there was no place to hide around her.
As far as my senses can perceive.

 

　”……”

 

　Anyway, thinking back to her paranoid, delusional, and temperamental behavior in the original story, I choose the safest word for the moment and say.

 

　”I am amazed at the progress in the art of concealment you are learning.
Princess.”

 

　Bending my knees, I tell the source of my stress reverently.

 

　Kizuki Aoi, the lovely crazy girl who is probably the best partner for the first-time player to end up in confinement, was right in front of me…